Joe's Farming

For lunch, with the help of Xu Ning, Qiao Yu made hot and sour noodles and roujiamo for everyone.

Xu Yuan added: "Brother Qiao, this hot and sour noodle can definitely open a snack bar. There is no such hot and sour delicacy in town."

"I've thought about it before, but sweet potato vermicelli is okay to make at home, so I'm afraid it won't be enough to supply to a store. Including the chili peppers, Brother Wen has almost collected all the surplus chili peppers in the village, otherwise there wouldn't be enough for the snack bar. Now the village still mainly grows grain, and no one grows these cash crops," said Qiao Yu.

Xu Yuan nodded: "That's true. Qingshan Town is not very wealthy. Farmers still focus on growing their own food first, and don't think of growing crops they don't need in exchange for more food."

Gu Feng said at this time: "I will go to the village chief tomorrow and ask Qiao'er if you need anything, we can ask the villagers to plant it in advance. As long as the price is good, we are not afraid that they will not plant it."

Qiao Yu smiled sweetly at Gu Feng: "Okay, I'll listen to Brother Gu. But it's still early for spring ploughing, so there's no need to rush. I do have an idea. I want to build a sweet potato vermicelli workshop in the village. Ask him for his opinion."

Gu Feng: "Okay."

Xu Ning suddenly interrupted: "Brother Qiao, do you want some peppers from our village? We also grow a lot of sweet potatoes in the village."

Qiao Yu said happily: "Yes! I'll take as many as you can get."

Xu Ning thought that was great and wanted to go back and tell the villagers immediately.

Xu Yuan leaned close to his ear and said, "A Ning, are you missing your parents? Let's go there tomorrow, okay?"

Xu Ning nodded happily.

Just as they were happily eating lunch, the snack bar encountered its first crisis.

This morning, Wen Ge'er and his group went about their business as usual, buying vegetables, washing vegetables, cooking ingredients, and opening the store around noon. At first, everything was fine, but soon two people came to the store with a person foaming at the mouth.

"They're eating dead people! They're eating dead people!" one of the tall and thin men shouted.

There were already many people on the pier, and soon they surrounded the snack bar. Wen Ge'er had never seen such a scene before, and the man was still shouting: "Everyone, come and judge, I bought 40 cents of food from this restaurant earlier and took it home, but my brother ate a few bites and started foaming at the mouth. He's about to die. Look, look!"

The man lying on the ground was spitting out some white foam, rolling his eyes, and looking like he was dying.

The people around him looked like they had eaten something poisoned. The diners who were eating in the restaurant also put down their chopsticks.

Brother Wen's face turned red with anxiety: "You... are slandering me! Our skewers are all freshly skewered this morning, there is absolutely no way they can kill someone!"

The man got even more excited when he heard that. He turned around and threw himself on the man on the ground. "Brother, I'm so sorry! I wanted to let you eat something good, but who knew it would cost you your life! Wuuwuwu!"

The other man who was carrying the person also shouted loudly: "My brother and I came here just now. Someone must have seen us." His face was full of pockmarks, and it was hard not to remember him.

Someone immediately said, “I remember him, he did bring a bowl to buy it!”

Now, those who were originally on the sidelines began to talk about it.

"Could it be that he really died from eating skewers?"

"Look, look, the eye rolls are getting worse!"

"What bad luck! I won't come here again next time!"

"Are you sick? It's obvious that our competitors are here to cause trouble! Hurry, wait and see what happens next."

Brother Wen's head was buzzing. He saw that many diners were ready to leave, and some even asked for a refund.

"The person is almost dying! Why don't you send him to the hospital? Are you really his brother?" Wang Jie suddenly roared, waking up everyone around him.

"Yes, why didn't this guy carry his brother to the clinic for treatment, but came here and threw him in front of the store?"

"Are you stupid? The person has been rescued, why are you still coming here to blackmail me?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

"So, I'm the only one who's worried whether this person got poisoned because of the food here?"

Wen Ge'er also calmed down at this time, and whispered something to Li Li'niang, and Li Li'niang left quietly.

Brother Wen asked the tall and thin man and the pockmarked face in a cold voice: "Why are you coming here instead of calling a doctor or sending him to the clinic?"

When the tall and thin man heard this, his eyes flashed with a gleam of light: "Pay money! Going to the clinic doesn't cost money? Pay the money quickly! So I can take my brother to get treatment. If he really dies, your restaurant will really kill people. Who will dare to come to your restaurant to eat in the future?"

Brother Wen clearly understood that these people were here to extort money. Not only did they want to extort money, but they also wanted to make the diners nervous and ruin the reputation of their snack bar.

"Okay! Compensation, right? How much do you want?"

Wang Jie was still trying to appease the customers who wanted their money back. Upon hearing this, he looked at Wen Ge'er in disbelief. Was his future husband really going to pay compensation to this group of scoundrels?

The tall and thin man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he rolled his eyes, "Look everyone, my brother is dying. He has to go to the clinic to buy a ginseng to save his life, which will cost at least a hundred taels of silver. There is also the doctor's consultation fee, the subsequent medicine money, food, and expenses. Two hundred taels, isn't it too much?"

Brother Wen was so angry that he laughed: "Okay! Then you wait. Let's wait for the judge to make the judgment. Since you said that the person was poisoned by eating something from my house, then where are your things? You can't just say something without any evidence, right?"

"And all the guests present here, I, Li Wen, guarantee with my life that today's food will be bought and cooked fresh, and it will be clean. If you are worried, I will return the money to you, but it is not because I feel guilty, but because I hope that peace will bring wealth."

"Dear spectators, please help Brother Wen to be a witness. From now on, all the food in our store will not be touched. We will wait for the government to come and inspect!"

Finally, Wen Geer looked at the tall and thin man and the pockmarked face and said, "Don't run, you two. We'll just wait here for the official to come and take charge of your affairs!"

Wang Jie looked at Wen Ge'er and saw that he said so much in one breath without even taking a breath. He was much more eloquent than when he first met him. He liked him very much.

The pockmarked man and the tall and thin man looked at each other, obviously a little panicked, and slowly moved towards the crowd.

The person on the ground stopped rolling his eyes and looked around in panic.

Wen Ge'er had been staring at them, and when he saw something was wrong, he immediately shouted, "They're trying to run! Catch them!"

Wang Jie had already jumped up and knocked the tall and thin man down. The crowd was in an uproar, and everyone pushed the three scammers to the bottom.

The man who had been pretending to be poisoned cried out feebly, "I'm being crushed to death! I'm being crushed to death!"

Now, without the need for the government to come, everyone could see that the three were pure liars. The shop owner next door contributed a long rope, and the onlookers worked together to tie the three people up tightly.

The man who was lying unconscious on the ground before was now shouting, "Ouch - be gentle, be gentle."