Relocated to ancient farming

Migrant workers and stalls, except for a few busy women with children at home, almost all the rest gather in the new village. Although the children are young, but the adults at home are not around, they are all sensible and help the family with work.

There are fewer men talking about crops, women talking about household chores, and children playing and playing in the village, and it seems a little quiet.

Ling Feng and the two put the small bamboo house in the old house, and went to the Ling's house, and Fang Huai also wanted to visit the Ling's house, so they went together.

Only mother Ling and the children were in the Ling family. When they saw the yard, they saw a wooden basin in front of the children, washing vegetables seriously.

"Oh, Xiao Shuang, why does this dish still have mud? Come on, wash it again quickly, it's clean, grandma will reward you with candy tonight."

Ling's mother came out of the kitchen with a basket of vegetables, poured them into a little girl's wooden plate, and was thinking about the pot that was still burning, and hurried back to the kitchen.

"Grandma, we wash very well, and we need to reward sugar." Several other children begged.

"Yes, there are." Ling's mother shouted to the outside while cooking in the kitchen.

I turned over the vegetable field just now, and it was late to prepare the meal.

Seeing that the people who went to work are about to come back, it is inevitable that they will be in a hurry.

"Father." The two children dropped the things in their hands and ran over bouncingly.

"Little Daddy." Running to the front and standing still, he shouted shyly at Jian Ming.

"These are Ling Feng's two children. The older one is called Huaiyuan, and the younger one is called Huai'an." Jian Ming introduced, "This is my little daddy's friend, uncle."

"What uncle, I'm older than you, so I should be called uncle." Fang Huai retorted.

The two children didn't know whether to call them Uncle or Uncle, they looked at Jian Ming in confusion.

"If you don't mind calling you old, come on, Xiao An Xiao Yuan, call me Uncle."

"Hello uncle."

The two children shouted together timidly, and then happily surrounded Ling Feng, following each step.

This time, Ling Feng didn't pick up the two children, but his eyes watched the two children slow down from time to time so that the two children could keep up.

"Who's here?" Mother Ling came out when she heard the voice, still holding a spatula in her hand.

Mother Ling was naturally happy when her son came back, and quickly added two handfuls of rice to the pot.

Ling Feng and Jian Ming were not guests either, so of course they didn't just sit and wait for food.

In the end, Jian Ming was in charge of the cooking, Ling Feng was helping at his side, and Ling's mother was watching.

Seeing a man enter the kitchen, to be honest, Mother Ling was not used to it. In their village, men ruled outside and women ruled inside. Usually, no big man would enter the kitchen, and few men could cook. , is Jian Ming's cooking really delicious?

Mother Ling was suspicious.

But the doubt was quickly dispelled by the fragrance coming from the pot.

Ling's mother stared at the pot, obviously it was the same dish, the same steps, but Jian Ming's dish made people's appetite whetted by the smell, fingers moved, no wonder others can open a restaurant.

It's just that when cooking, the oil is too far away.A can of lard that can usually be used for ten days and half a month disappeared in a short time.Seeing her dying in distress, it is not easy to remind her, lest this new "daughter-in-law" who is like a rich man feel that she is petty.

Cough, in fact, Jian Ming thinks that he is already very rough, but to the villagers who have dark and rough skin due to hard work all day long under the scorching sun, they probably look like young masters and young ladies with delicate skin and tender flesh.

It is also because of these cognitions that Ling's father and Ling's mother are not of the same class as Jian Ming, and at the same time, Ling Feng and Jian Ming have not yet held a contract ceremony, so they are not yet complete brothers.Ling's father and Ling's mother's attitude towards Jian Ming has always been cautious and polite.

"Why don't you make vegetable soup for the rest of the dishes." Jian Ming also noticed Ling's mother staring at the oil tank, and suggested.

Although it is a bit strange to drink porridge with vegetable soup, it is the most seasoning-saving method.

As for other ideas, Jian Ming didn't have any.When he was the poorest, he ate a steamed bun for three meals a day, and couldn't even afford green vegetables.No one is poor.

"It smells so good, mother, what did you cook today? Hurry up and bring it up, I'm starving to death." Ling Wudi shouted before entering the door.

The two younger brothers and sisters-in-law of the Ling family slumped on the table and chairs as soon as they entered the door, waiting for dinner.

Although the family has been separated, all the family members have gone to work recently, and only mother Ling stayed at home, so they did not eat separately.

Father Ling went to help serve the dishes, but he was the first to notice that Ling Feng and Jian Ming had arrived.

"This is?" Father Ling looked at the strange faces at home.

"This is Fang Huai, my friend." Jian Ming introduced.

"Come on, please sit down." Father Ling greeted politely, "There is no good food, you should eat more."

"It's already pretty good. Uncle, you sit down and don't need to greet me."

"Why do you go home and eat for free, and bring people here?" Lin Hua muttered.

Jian Ming glanced at her with a half-smile, Lin Hua knew that Jian Ming was not easy to mess with, and she still remembered being tricked by him before, causing her to be pointed out for a long time, so she shut up.

No one spoke at the table, only the sound of chopsticks colliding with dishes was heard.

Father Ling kept looking towards Jian Ming and Ling Feng, hesitant to speak.

Father Ling was not optimistic when he found out what restaurant the two of them were going to open.

It's not good to do something down-to-earth, open a restaurant, is the business so easy to do!

But my son had a big idea and couldn't stop it. Later, seeing that their business was doing well, he didn't say anything.I should have gone to help, but Lin Hua made too much trouble, so I didn't have the nerve to go.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, the whole village spread the news that his son's restaurant was losing money and could not continue to operate, so it was sold to others.

It is said that it was sold, it should have been given to someone else directly, and the land below does not belong to the two of them. It says it is a restaurant, but it is actually a bamboo shed. The tables, chairs, pots and pans inside are still borrowed. Who would buy it? Such a broken shed?

However, some people said that in fact, with so many people in Ling Feng and Jian Ming's store, they definitely did not lose money, but they just couldn't compete with those big merchants, and they were afraid of losing money, so they quickly stopped.

Just like those people who went to set up stalls in the village, at first it was like they could pick up money everywhere, and they could make money selling everything. Slowly, after the merchants in the county came, many people couldn't do it anymore. Got a job.

Father Ling finally couldn't bear it and said:

"I heard that your restaurant is losing money? How much is it? If there is no money to build a house, I still have a little here."

After saying it, Ling's father realized that he said it in the wrong place. Didn't this make the second son lose face in front of his family and friends?

And his other two sons...

The greed in Ling San's eyes flashed, and he secretly stepped on his wife's foot. Ling Wu and his wife also looked at Lin Hua.

Sure enough, Lin Hua yelled.

"Father, they are all your sons. If you want to subsidize his second uncle, my husband-in-law should also have a share. You can't treat one more favorably than another!"

Lin Hua howled loudly, but everyone pretended not to hear her.

"No, we didn't lose money, it's just that we don't want to do it anymore." Jian Ming explained.

"That's good, as long as there is no loss." Father Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a big business, so how can it lose money? It's just that the one in my family is useless, and I can't even earn money for food. Look at your two grandsons, they are so hungry that they have no flesh in their bodies." hinting at Father Ling Since Mother Ling is rich, she doesn't care about her son's face, but also about subsidizing her grandson.

"Then eat more, there are still vegetables in the pot." Mother Ling gave Lin Hua a hard look, as if she didn't understand.

"It's all green vegetables, without any oil or water, so it's useless to eat them."

Ling's father didn't want to talk to him, and started another topic as usual: "I heard that people in the new village are picky, and the bowls for eating and drinking have to be boiled in hot water. Know who started it."

"Cough, cough, cough." All of a sudden, the two people on the table coughed.

One is Fang Huai, who is a member of the picky crowd.

The other is Jian Ming who drives the trend of cooking bowls in the whole market.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he asked people to cook the bowls, and showed them half open in the steps, just to reassure the guests that even if there were no disinfection cabinets in ancient times, their bowls and chopsticks were sterilized, which is also a means of marketing.Later, competitors followed suit, but all the stores started to cook bowls.

Now that people know about bacteria, it is normal for them to sterilize cooking bowls at high temperatures.But in the eyes of the ancients, the bowls have been washed very clean, and they still need to be cooked, so they are picky as time travelers.Maybe some people think they have a disease in their head.

"Ah, sorry, sorry, I didn't say what you meant."

Only then did Ling's father realize that among the group of people he killed, there were still two at the dinner table!

He couldn't help but patted his head, he was so busy and confused, he said whatever he shouldn't say.

"It's okay." The two coughed and waved their hands.