Back to ancient times selling biscuits

Saburo also knew that this was the best way, but he was afraid that time waited for no one. In case Zhen Qingming was called back to the capital for the Mid-Autumn Festival, he would fall in love with a lady from a noble family during the full moon night, and he would cry when the time came.

"You can hire part-time workers if you are too busy." After a pause, "Do you agree?"

"When did I agree, don't misunderstand me." Zhen Qingming really couldn't bear to refuse him when he saw his thin face, and wanted to ask Saburo if he wanted to sell the peanuts as seeds, but then thought, no, the peanuts are Saburo He bought it, and he resold it. The price was too high and people were unwilling to buy it.

Then why did he do such a thankless thing?Mr. Zhen couldn't figure it out.

"I heard that you have several thousand taels of silver, lend me 300 taels first?" Sanlang retreated and begged.

Zhen Qingming stared, "Who did you hear that from!?"

Sanlang raised his hand and pointed, and Dongbao laughed, "Xiaowulang seems to be calling me, I'll go and have a look next door." After speaking, he ran away.

Zhen Qingming was depressed for a while, and saw Sanlang staring at him asking for money, "I'll see if there is a land seller who can buy it for you later, so don't even think about the money. Also, your name will be written on the land deed, and you must return the money after the autumn harvest." Give me."

"That's great!" San Lang happily hugged him, "Thank you sir!" As he spoke, he gave him a "boo" on his face, and Master Zhen, as if struck by lightning, said angrily when he was young, "What are you doing!"

"I'm so happy, my lord, forgive me, my lord, forgive me." Saburo said this, his eyes fixed on Zhen Qingming's mouth, Master Zhen's brain was congested by him, and he reflexively wanted to find a place to hide.He raised his feet and walked two steps, the rain outside suddenly hit his face, the county magistrate immediately woke up, turned around and asked, "Wu Sanlang, what do you mean?" He stared at him with burning eyes.

The Sanlang account does not allow this lord's pulse, so naturally I dare not say it, I care about you.Rolling his eyes, he said, "No one has ever treated me so well, I, I am excited." He bowed his head in embarrassment.

Zhen Qingming didn't believe it, but breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and then felt a little disappointed. He didn't know what happened to him, and it was all due to Saburo messing with his relatives.

It may be that God was moved by Saburo's sincerity, and early the next morning, a ray of morning glow appeared in the sky.

Zhen Qingming called up the documents last night to see where they could sell them. After searching through the documents for half a night, the sky paid off, and finally found a farmer who wanted to sell [-] mu of land. Although it was not the [-] mu that San Lang asked for, he did I've already figured it out, if I can't finish planting peanuts, I'll let him eat them.

When Wu Daming got the peanuts from San Lang and Wu Liang was busy planting peanuts, San Lang brought a dozen or so big men to the field.

Because of the high wages paid by Sanlang, the farmer is a good worker, and he planted all the peanuts in one day.Saburo was not very good at farming, and when the workers left with their wages, he patted his butt and returned to the city.

Zhen Qingming asked him how the peanut planting was doing, Saburo thought for a while, "It's not bad, I think it's all buried in the soil."

"You—" Master Zhen suddenly fell on his back in anger, "Take me to see tomorrow!"

"But, I have to sell sesame seed cakes tomorrow." Seeing his complexion, San Lang subconsciously wanted to hide, Master Zhen nodded his forehead, "Tomorrow morning, you are not asked to go in the morning!"

"Okay!" Saburo was afraid that he would get mad at him, so he nodded quickly.But on the second day, before he could go out, Wu Daming came.

Seeing him, he said, "Sanlang, daddy tell you something?"

Saburo's heart suddenly burst, Wu Lai's did it again?He asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

"It's all our fault," Wu Daming said, looking at Sanlang's expression and seeing that he didn't change his face. "When my mother and I were planting peanuts in the field yesterday, we encountered a full warehouse. He asked me what I planted? We were both bald and chattering." Just tell him about the peanuts he planted, Mancang heard that you ordered them to be planted, and he insisted on planting two acres. What should we do?" Thinking that peanuts can be squeezed for oil, and the oil squeezed is delicious, Wu Daming didn't want to let Mancang Kind, but he can't stop Mancang from looking for Saburo.

"That's it?" From the corner of the eye, he saw Zhen Qingming waiting for him not far away. With a flash of inspiration, he took two steps towards his father and said in a low voice, "Father, I'll tell you, you have to keep the words in your stomach." inside."

"Speak." Wu Daming felt himself lowering his voice, "I won't tell anyone.

"Actually, the adults gave the peanut seeds. He doesn't have any land himself. He wants to put them in our field for trial planting. No matter whether the harvest is good or not, the adults will not lose us." Seeing his wide-eyed eyes, Saburo smiled secretly, "I'm here There are still thirty or forty catties of seeds, and the warehouse is full to plant, you can carry the seeds home later, and when the peanuts are harvested, just ask him to give you a hundred catties of peanuts."

"My lord, my lord?" Wu Daming finally found his voice and asked, "Why does your lord want me to plant it?" Could it be that your lord still finds him disliked and wants to make trouble for him?

"I live close to the adults, and the adults are the most familiar with me. He gave us the peanut seeds, which means he trusts our family." Saburo said nonsense, "You must plant them well, and don't let grandparents get them. Go. Also, peanuts and sweet potatoes have similar habits, and when the peanuts are harvested, the peanut seedlings can also be fed to livestock, so be careful not to be eaten by someone’s sheep or cows.”

"Okay, I will definitely watch over it, don't worry!" Since Da Sanlang came to the county, he didn't pay much attention to him. It was the first time he talked so much with him. Shed, take turns watching with your mother."

Saburo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's not serious. No one grows peanuts in these ten miles and eight villages. If someone dares to steal our peanut seedlings, the thief will be caught soon, so don't be so nervous."

"Then where is Mancang?" Wu Daming hurriedly asked while heaving a sigh of relief.

"The Mancang family is very kind to us. I want him to grow them too, but I don't know how to explain to him." He was afraid that Mancang would not want to grow peanuts. After all, no one had seen peanuts before. I would think of myself in the dark, but now that Zhen Qingming is involved, Saburo doesn’t want to cause extra problems, but Mancang’s own planting is different, "You say what I said, if you want to plant, you must plant it well. Don’t talk too much, the more you talk, the more you reveal.”

"Okay!" Wu Daming nodded vigorously.

Saburo came out from the side room with half a bag of peanuts on his back. Thinking that there were six or seven leftover sesame seed cakes in the pot, he found a piece of oil paper to wrap them up, and took the ribs that Grandma Sun bought in the morning, and put them together in the bag, "Father, when we get home Open it again, don't let others see it, adults don't like trouble."

Wu Daming was afraid of Zhen Qingming. Hearing this, he raised his hand and tied the mouth of the bag. When he got home, he opened the bag and saw the biscuits and meat inside.

As the peanuts sprouted, Sanlang filled up the missing seedlings. He was so tired that he couldn't stand upright. He couldn't help but miss his weird space. With a move of his mind, he could not only automatically harvest but also automatically thresh. However, the two acres of land are now He planted wheat.

Speaking of wheat, he took a basket of wheat grains to the flour mill the next day and asked them to grind them into flour for him. When he was walking on the road, he clawed the flour and fed it to the wild dogs on the side of the road. Under his eyes, he fled in a hurry.He didn't want to hear people say that he was a prodigal.

When Zhen Qingming saw Saburo, he couldn't help but think of that kiss. Even if he didn't blink when facing the dead, Mr. Zhen felt embarrassed when he met Saburo these days. Embarrassed, "This year's new face?"

"Your nose is really good." Through the cloth bag, I knew it was flour.

"I smell the noodles." Zhen Qingming smiled, "What are you cooking for lunch?" Before Sanlang could speak, he asked again, "Are pork and cabbage dumplings made?"

Saburo shook his head, "Have you ever eaten Liangpi?"

"Is it delicious?" Zhen Qingming asked.

"It's delicious." Saburo said, "There's also powdered sausage, if you haven't eaten it yet, let's eat this at noon?"

It was still early before noon, Zhen Qingming thought for a while, "How about making some more dumplings?"

"I like to eat or not!" After a busy day yesterday, Saburo's waist was still sore, and he didn't intend to let Zhen Qingming make up the noodles, knead the gluten, and then start making Liangpi.

Seeing this, Zhen Qingming didn't think Liangpi was delicious, "Sanlang, I'm hungry, let's make some gluten soup first?"

"Eat this if you're hungry." He said, taking out a piece of cold skin from the pot, pouring on the seasoning he had prepared first, and handing it to him, "Eat it."

Secretly muttering, it is the uncle who cooks, and Zhen Qingming is reluctant to take the bowl. Although he doesn't want to eat it, the food is made by Saburo. Even if it tastes bad, Lord Zhen never thought of giving it to Dongbao behind him.

Picking up a chopstick and stuffing the dough into his mouth, Zhen Qingming's eyes widened instantly, "San, Sanlang, it smells so good!"

"Fragrant?" Seeing that his eyes were wide open, Saburo was surprised now. Zhen Qingming often eats his sauces, why does he have such a big reaction?It suddenly occurred to him that the noodles for cold noodle were in space, so he quickly took his chopsticks away, "I'll try it." He said and took his chopsticks away.

"Hey--"

Zhen Qingming didn't say anything, Saburo took a mouthful of the cold skin, his expression changed, "My lord, the cold skin is a bit cold, I'll make another gluten soup."

Mr. Zhen was left alone, struggling with the chopsticks he used

As he said that, he stopped making Liangpi and made half a pot of gluten soup in a small pot.Looking at the thick noodle soup without adding starch, Saburo was in doubt. He felt that the flour in the intuition space was many times better than what they usually ate, but he stared at Zhen Qingming without blinking. rest assured.

Then, Saburo continued to make Liangpi and vermicelli.

Xiaowu and Simei's stomachs are round after eating, and they still hold the bowl tightly, "Third brother, do you still eat this tonight?"

"Eat dumplings at night." On a scorching summer day, Saburo still didn't dare to let them eat too much cold food, including himself, who ate half a bowl of cold skin and drank a bowl of gluten vegetable soup. , "I'll put it in the well and freeze it, so you can eat it when you're hungry in the afternoon."

Zhen Qingming hiccupped and said, "What's so delicious about dumplings, Saburo, I'll make some later in the evening when the heat cools down."

Saburo looked at him with a half-smile, "Who said the cold noodle was tasteless just now?"

"It's not me anyway." He stood up and planned to go for a walk.

Seeing that he no longer dodged himself, Saburo spoke normally, "Wait for me." He cleaned up the dishes as he spoke.

Grandma Sun hurriedly said, "I'll be fine if I come, Sanlang, you go out for a walk to get rid of food." The mature grandma finally saw that Sanlang was interested in Zhen Qingming, although she felt that the two were not in the right family, seeing that the adults spent all day with Sanlang Talking and laughing, thinking about the bad things in Sanlang's family, I hope that the county magistrate can get along well with Sanlang, and that Sanlang brothers and sisters will have someone to rely on in the future.

Saburo didn't know the old woman's small thoughts, and he couldn't be more happy to spend more time alone with Zhen Qingming.

"Huh? Donglai is back?" Sanlang just went out and saw a few people at the gate of the county government office, "Who is that kid in front of him?"

"Where?" Zhen Qingming looked along his fingers, "Why is he here?"

Just wondering, Donglai who heard their voices turned around, saw Sanlang and his young master walking towards each other, stretched out his hand to hold Zhen Chen, "Master Sun, the person next to the young master is Wu Sanlang."

Zhen Chen raised his head sharply, opened his eyes wide, and saw a number of big brothers in front of him who were white and clean, with red cheeks and smiling faces. Thinking of grandma's explanation, he grinned at Saburo, "Auntie!"

Zhen Qingming staggered and fell straight forward, "Achen, what's your name? Where is your little aunt?"

"Uncle, isn't he little aunt?" Zhen Chen was not afraid of him at all, pointing at Saburo, very sure, "Grandma said it!"