Farmer's Favorite

The scorching sun scorched the earth, but not only children, many people in the village crowded at the entrance of the village, chatting a few words from time to time, but their heads were all looking at the entrance of the village.

Everyone knows that the person who went out to sell flower cakes has been gone for less than two hours, how could he be able to come back so soon, but he is waiting everywhere, staying at home is always restless, it is better to stay at the entrance of the village, or Can talk to folks.

Even Village Chief Lin was among them.

The people who went out today are all in the lead. If the business is really good, I am afraid that there will definitely be many people following. After all, compared to hunting in the mountains, everyone is willing to do something that does not hurt their lives to make a living. If the flower cake thing is true It will be a big change for their Xishan Village.

And at this time.

A person appeared in front of him unsteadily, walking a bit slowly because of carrying a burden.

At this moment, the crowd couldn't stay any longer. Village head Lin stepped forward first, and when he got closer, he realized that the man was Lin Shuangyong. Before reaching Lin Shuangyong, he asked loudly: "How is it? How is it? "

Lin Shuangyong hadn't answered yet, but he could tell from the grinning of his mouth, "Okay, the flower cakes are really selling well, and they were sold out in less than half an hour after I arrived in town."

If it wasn't for the distance between the village and the town, and the long delay on the road, he might have returned sooner.

While talking, he didn't stop. After throwing the pole to his family, he hurried to Zhuang Xinyan's new house. He waved his hand, "Boy Zhuang, prepare five more for me. No, prepare me a cheap flower cake for 60 yuan."

There were quite a few people who followed, and although their hearts were moved, they still continued to wait and see.

After agreeing with Zhuang Xinyan, Lin Shuangyong felt relieved. He prepared 20 yuan flower cakes today, and he made ten cents in half an hour, but if it was 60 yuan flower cakes... Lin Shuangyong suddenly felt a little dizzy.

He didn't dare to think that pastries would make such money.

There are too many people who dare not think.

But looking at the people who came back with unstoppable smiles, everyone in the village understood that this was a business.

Of course, some people are happy and some are sad.

When the sun was about to set, two more people came back with frustration on their faces, and brought back the cakes in the pole almost intact.

When asked about it, the two of them could not utter a word. I heard that the people who went out together came back with empty poles, and their faces were even more ugly. They covered their faces with their sleeves left.

And here in the kitchen.

Lin Baocheng restrained his smile after hearing what happened to those two people, "Speaking of which, not everyone can go out to do business, as far as the two of them have simple and honest temperaments, they dare not open their mouths in crowded places If you don’t call out, no one knows what you’re selling, so naturally you won’t be able to sell it.”

Zhuang Xinyan smiled slightly, "Then you are not bad, but in just one day, you can speak well."

"Hey, brother Zhuang, don't underestimate me. I'm out today. If I hadn't thought of a way, I wouldn't even try to sell more expensive pastries." I began to think that the more expensive flower cakes sold for half of the cheaper ones, so I bought more expensive ones, but how did I know that when we really came to the town, people like us wanted to be around those rich people It’s hard to talk, let alone sell food.”

As he spoke, his self-satisfied tone inevitably became a little annoyed.

When Lin Baocheng just entered the town, he saw a young master. He wanted to go forward to do the first business, but he didn't expect that just as he approached, the man had a disgusted look on his face, and the servants around him stopped him. When he explained his purpose, he got an even more sarcastic smile.

'Who knows what you beggars use to make pastries, don't dirty Master Ben's mouth. '

He still remembers this sentence clearly even now, and even if he hadn't been able to hide quickly at that time, he might have been kicked over with the pole basket, but Lin Baocheng understood even more, no matter how angry he was, at this moment He also has no qualifications to resist.

He shook his head, put the matter behind his mind, and continued: "I thought that people from rich and noble families couldn't talk to each other, so I looked for those alleys where ordinary people lived, and cut a piece of flower cake into pieces. It became four small portions, one for a penny, and guess what happened?"

Zhuang Xinyan looked up at him, "Of course it's sold out."

With a 'snap', Lin Baocheng slapped his knee hard with his hand, "Isn't that right, not only the expensive ones but also the cheap ones are all sold out, and there are still many that I haven't bought, and they all told me to go there again tomorrow." trip."

Hearing a loud noise, Lin Qi stretched his neck quickly to have a look, and after confirming that nothing happened, he continued with his work in peace.

Many more people came to order flower cakes, and even the quantity increased a lot, so Zhuang Xinyan asked him to write down how much each person ordered, and he was just keeping count at this time.

Zhuang Xinyan really felt that Lin Baocheng was out of his mind.

For a poor village like Xishan Village, perhaps no one is willing to spend a penny to buy snacks for their children.

But for towns or some villages with better conditions, there are not many people who are unwilling to make children happy with a penny.

"I earned thirty Wen today, and tomorrow it will be doubled." Lin Baocheng laughed tremblingly, he leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice: "My mother said, I will go to Lin Dong's house to propose marriage the next day." Mother said that the Lin family has more husband-in-law like you, and more and more people will make up their minds at that time. I have to hurry up, otherwise Lin Dong will be abducted. But speaking of it, Brother Zhuang's new house is so repaired Some, maybe the day of my marriage is still ahead of you."

Zhuang Xinyan looked at the bastard with raised eyebrows, and waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, hurry back, I still have things to do."

Lin Baocheng, who was driven away, was not annoyed, and left with a bright smile on his face.

Zhuang Xinyan's face was full of annoyance, he knew that the house was not built that big, and the foundation had just been laid, so it would have to wait at least two or three months for the building to be completed.

The two brothers, Lin Qi and Lin Dong, were not much different in age, and they were both past the age of marriage. It is not certain that Lin Baocheng might really marry Lin Dong back first.

Just thinking about it, Zhuang Xinyan vomited to death. He also wanted to marry his little husband back, but he didn't even have a house. How could he have a bridal chamber!

"What's the matter?" Lin Qi turned his head, and saw the person who was originally a good person, but the previous indifference was no longer on his face, and he looked angry.

Zhuang Xinyan rolled his eyes, "Lin Baocheng said that he will come to your brother to propose marriage in a few days. If you want me to say, there will be a good day at the end of next year. If it is really suitable, we can arrange the date to that time."

"Lin Baocheng?" A slight astonishment flashed in Lin Qi's eyes, but he felt relieved immediately.

No wonder Lin Baocheng helped Lin Dong do this and that on weekdays, so that Lin Dong didn't dare to go out, fearing that he owed others favors.

He said: "I have to go back and talk to Lin Dong about this matter, but how can it be done by the end of next year, if Lin Dong really agrees, the sooner the marriage, the better."

Just as Zhuang Xinyan thought, if possible, Lin Qi hoped that Lin Dong would get married earlier than him, so that Lin Dong would not suffer any grievances while staying at home.

Zhuang Xinyan's careful thoughts were lost, and looking at the meaning of Lin Qi's words, it seemed that he had helped Lin Baocheng push earlier, he really wanted to grit his teeth!

He stepped forward, put his chin on Lin Qi's shoulder, and said quietly: "I also think the sooner the better."

Lin Qi has gradually gotten used to the intimate contact from time to time, although he still felt a little embarrassed, he lowered his head and said softly: "It's just two or three months, soon...very soon."

The corners of Zhuang Xinyan's mouth floated up, and he tilted his head slightly, his lips touched a trace of softness.

Lin Qi's neck was hot and humid, and without thinking, he took the paper in his hand and covered Zhuang Xinyan's face, he pretended to be calm and said: "This is the amount of flower cakes that the folks in the village will ask for tomorrow, just take a look. "

Although the time was short, Zhuang Xinyan didn't regret it. He picked up the rice paper and took a look.

Suddenly dumbfounded.

He said: "What is this?"

I saw a few thick lines scribbled with coal on the rice paper, which is worse than children's paintings.

Lin Qi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he replied embarrassingly, "Remember the account."

As he spoke, pointing to a place, he said, "This is the 60 yuan flower cake that Uncle Shuangyong asked for, and this is the 50 yuan that Mo'er's father asked for, and this..."

Read one after another, and after Lin Qi finished reading, he said dryly: "I haven't read a book and I can't read, but fortunately, the grandfather next door taught me some arithmetic when I was young, because I don't know how to read." When writing, I thought of some symbols at will instead, so I can write down some things.”

Zhuang Xinyan was a little speechless, the sum of the bits and pieces was about six or seven hundred, but Lin Qi was completely illiterate, and used his own method to remember clearly, so he was not smart.

He leaned over and smacked Lin Qi's cheek again, "My little husband is really amazing."

The expression on Lin Qi's face froze, and after a while, he hummed a few words with his nose, "It's not amazing, it's just a little cleverness."

Zhuang Xinyan spread out the rice paper in his hands, and said, "How about I teach you how to write?"

"You can read?" Lin Qi was really surprised. There was not a single scholar in their village, and even Village Chief Lin could barely recognize a few.

"Forget it, although I don't know everything, it's not a problem to teach you. Let's buy some books and learn together when we come back." Zhuang Xinyan said, picked up the coal pen at the side, and slowly wrote a stroke on the rice paper. stroke.

There are many differences between this world and his cognition, but there are also similarities.

One is the characters of this world, which are traditional characters.

Although he doesn't know all the traditional Chinese characters, most of them can. It is naturally not difficult to teach a beginner.

The hand holding the pen was put down, and there were a few more words on the yellow rice paper. Although the appearance was not very good-looking, the five words were close together, very intimate.

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'Lin Qizhuang Xinyan'.

The author has something to say: Zhuang Xinyan with his hips on his hips is angry: Oh, so angry, why can't he marry back my husband who was married beforehand!