I rely on pancakes to become rich [farming]

After getting up early the next day, Yan Moji simply kneaded the noodles, rolled them out and cut them into strips, and made three bowls of delicious hand-rolled noodles with the leftover pork bone soup from last night, each with a poached egg on top .

The pork bone soup is still fragrant after being left overnight, the noodles are soft and chewy, the eggs are smooth and delicious, and served with a small plate of pickled cucumbers, it is simply a wonderful enjoyment for breakfast.

Looking at the noodles tumbling in the pot, Yan Moji remembered that the first meal he cooked after coming to this world was a bowl of hand-rolled noodles, and he couldn't help but subconsciously glance at Ji Mingwu who had entered the kitchen early.

——Brother Wu probably ate that bowl of hand-rolled noodles afterwards, right?

Looking at each other, Yan Moji didn't know if Ji Mingwu also wanted to go with him, but he subtly felt that Ji Mingwu's handsome face, which had always been expressionless, seemed to be gentler, and a smile seemed to flash in his eyes.

This made Yan Moji laugh involuntarily.

Because Ji Mingwen finally made a decision last night and vowed that she would get up in the morning, Yan Moji cooked an extra bowl of noodles.

Anyway, even if Mingwen didn't come over, the two big men could finish eating.

As soon as the noodles were served, the door was slammed. Yan Moji opened the door and saw that it was the little Mingwen girl who was rubbing her eyes, yawning, and had disheveled hair.

Yan Moji let her in, and said with a wry smile, "You're really here...It's so dark, aren't you afraid of being alone?"

At this point, the sky is still completely dark. How dare a little girl of Mingwen's age be so courageous, walking alone at night?

The old couple of the Ji family even felt relieved to let her go out alone...

Ji Mingwen patted his face hard to wake himself up, and raised his head when he heard the words: "I'm not afraid! With my brother here, our family is safe!"

Yan Moji didn't care about the little girl's inexplicable confidence. He just laughed it off and walked to the kitchen while wiping his hands: "Wash your hands and eat, I cooked noodles for you."

Pork bone noodle soup!

Ji Mingwen's eyes lit up immediately, and he was no longer sleepy. He washed his hands and rushed into the kitchen, waiting anxiously for Yan Moji and Ji Mingwu to sit down before picking up chopsticks and mumbling.

Yan Moji thought it was too hot, so he ate two mouthfuls slowly. When he raised his head, he was surprised to find that the bowls of noodles and soup in the brother and sister in front of him were already empty.

The little girl was still looking at him eagerly—to be exact, the bowl of noodles in front of him, and asked with some expectation: "Brother Moji, don't you want to eat?"

Although Ji Mingwu didn't speak, he looked at the position with calm eyes, obviously holding the same idea as Ji Mingwen.

The corner of Yan Moji's mouth twitched, and he quickly picked up the chopsticks: "Eat, of course!"

——This pair of brothers and sisters are simply not human beings!

After eating, Ji Mingwen took the initiative to wash the dishes, and he was quite intimate with Yan Moji during the conversation, without any hostility from the first meeting.

After a long time, Yan Moji curiously asked Ji Mingwen: "Why did you change your mind after eating a meal? Is the meal I cook so delicious?"

"Yes!" Ji Mingwen replied loudly, and said seriously, "My brother said, those who can do one thing well must not be useless. Brother Moji, the food you cook is so delicious, I must give it a try." You put in a lot of effort! But before you married my brother, no one knew that you were so good at cooking, so you must have had some unavoidable reasons, so you deliberately pretended to be dissolute and decadent!"

Yan Moji: "...you think a lot."

But that's all for the future. Right now, Yan Moji is still going out with Ji Mingwu who is dragging the trailer, and hastened to the stall early.

When going out of the stall today, Yan Moji added an extra line of words on the wooden sign that originally said the price:

"The new shop is under preparation."

The guests who came to buy pancakes were all surprised when they saw the words on Yan Moji's sign:

——This little man has only been selling pancakes for more than a month, and he has already saved enough capital to open a shop?How profitable are these pancakes?

——I heard that this young gentleman was still carrying gambling debts in the past!

There was an old customer who was acquainted with good things, read the words on the sign, and teased Yan Moji: "Hey, little man, have you saved enough money to open a shop so quickly? It's not bad!"

Yan Moji didn't stop in his hands, he made a pancake and handed it over, still smiling: "It's just a rented shop, and I will depend on you all to come to me when the time comes!"

The guest took it over and said with a chuckle: "Of course...it's just you, Mr. Xiaolang, you don't need me to tell you what flavor I eat."

Some curious guests also asked: "Xiao Langjun, where is your new shop? Is it far away?"

"It's not far, just turn at the intersection ahead, where the tea shop used to be."

Old customers who are used to Yan Moji's craftsmanship all expressed that they would definitely visit Yan Moji's new store at that time, but there were also those gossiping women who had always been jealous of Yan Moji's stall and made a lot of money, whispering behind their backs:

"Dare to open a shop after only earning a few dollars, and the waiter wants to be the boss!"

"Who says it's not! In my opinion, [-]% of the money is going to be lost! Maybe there will be a debt!"

"We'll see how he cries then..."

For these vicious gossip purely out of jealousy, Yan Moji would laugh it off even if he heard it occasionally, as if he hadn't heard it at all.

He's not that big-hearted, but he has a lot of things to do in order to open a store. Wouldn't it be a waste of his precious time to argue with a few narrow-minded people?

Of course, there are also those who are uncomfortable in person... For example, the contemptuous Aunt Wang in front of me, her eyebrows twisted into the word "Chuan" and her narrow narrow eyes reveal jealousy and malice that cannot be concealed:

"You little boy, it's okay to be a joke on the street every day, and it's so easy to open a shop? I'm sure you'll pay for it. By then, Ji Zizi's shabby household will not want you. Let's see what you can do." manage!"

Originally, Yan Moji came to look for Aunt Zhang, but unfortunately ran into her in the alley.He didn't intend to pay attention to this woman who was dazzled by jealousy, but it's fine if she blamed him, and even his brother Wu brought it with her, so Yan Moji couldn't bear it.

"Aunt Wang, don't worry about it. How much or how much money I earn in this shop is also my business. You should worry about yourself." Yan Moji retorted her eloquently, "I heard that your son has gone to work again recently. Gambling, losing and being beaten on the street?"

Mentioning her son, Aunt Wang's complexion changed, she spat on the ground, and looked at Yan Moji with resentment: "Bah! It's not that you bastard spoiled my son! You little bastard, you will be chased for debt sooner or later." kill!"

"My debt is paid off. I don't know about your debt?" Yan Moji sneered, "Second brother Lin said last time that if you don't pay back the money, you will break your son's leg?"

Yan Moji had inquired specifically after Aunt Wang had troubled him for the first time. It turned out that Aunt Wang had always been so malicious to herself because she thought that the original body had spoiled her son, so she took her son to gamble with her.

Just judging from Yuanshen's memory, although there is indeed a "gambling friend" named Wang Er, but if you want to say who will spoil who... Hmph, Yuanshen is timid and fearful. Although he became addicted to gambling from his adoptive parents' house, I don't dare to gamble too much anymore, the fact that I can owe such a big gambling debt has nothing to do with Wang Er's fanning the flames!Even that Wang Er still had part of the debt directly thrown onto Yuan's head!

I haven't troubled them yet, but this Aunt Wang really beat me up!What kind of thing is her own son? Doesn't she have a clue in her mind?

Auntie Wang was so angry that she was half dead. Before Aunt Wang started to scold, Yan Moji quickly slipped away with oil on her feet, leaving Aunt Wang in the same place, furious but with nowhere to vent.

But when I saw Aunt Zhang, she also heard some nonsensical words in her ears, and she was affected, so she came to persuade Yan Moji worriedly: "Daughter-in-law of the Ji family, isn't it too early for you to open a shop now? Don't save too much." some money?"

Yan Moji comforted her with a smile: "It's okay, just relax, I know what's going on... Speaking of which, after the store opens, I still want to ask you to help in the store."

Aunt Zhang was taken aback for a moment: "Help?"

"Yeah, I'm sure I can't do it alone when I open the store. I heard that you've been at home all the time. Why don't you come and help me? I'm sure you won't be underpaid."

Aunt Zhang waved her hand subconsciously: "How can I do your pancake skills..."

"Not only pancakes, but also many other foods." Yan Moji said sincerely, "You can definitely make it."

In this day and age, elderly women can hardly do outside work. They can only cook and wash clothes at home, and occasionally spin cotton yarn to earn some household income.

Based on Yan Moji's understanding of Aunt Zhang these days, Aunt Zhang's son is just at the age of schooling. Although Aunt Zhang is just an ordinary village woman, she gritted her teeth and tried her best to support her son's education.

In this era, the cost of learning knowledge is much higher than in modern times. Pens, inks, papers and inkstones, teaching resources, and repairs are not cheap. Aunt Zhang’s husband does hard work outside the home all day, and the family still often cannot make ends meet.

Yan Moji wanted to invite her to help. Apart from thinking that she was enthusiastic and responsible, so she could be used at ease, he also wanted to do his best to help this Aunt Zhang who had helped many times.

Moreover, Yan Moji had also been entertained by Aunt Zhang for lunch before. Although Aunt Zhang's cooking skills are not so superb, it is obviously soaked in many years of cooking experience. As long as Yan Moji gives a little advice, there will be a lot of food It can be handed over to her.

Aunt Zhang hesitated for a moment, thinking that she can't make much money spinning at home now, if the Ji family's daughter-in-law's shop can really be opened, the wages will be much higher than spinning at home, so she nodded and agreed:

"Well, that aunt is waiting for you to call me at home."

After a round of advertisements, and a conversation with Mrs. Zhang, Yan Moji went to the butcher shop the next day and bought a lot of pork, pig offal, pig's trotters, etc., which weighed more than a dozen catties , all piled up on the trailer, please Ji Mingwu tow it back together.

I'm ashamed to say that after more than a month's work, Yan Moji thought he had exercised a lot, but he didn't gain much muscle on his body. Now he still can't move the trailer carrying the clay stove by himself, all because of Ji Mingwu's lameness. Pick up every day...

Seeing that Yan Moji bought so much pork, Ji Mingwu's eyes flashed with surprise, he was silent for a while, and then said: "So much, can you finish it?"

Yan Moji was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his brother Wu felt that he was going to make more pork because he saw that the family ate too much meat and soup?

He couldn't help laughing, and then felt a little mocking, quickly put it away, and replied: "We didn't eat it ourselves, I bought it to prepare food for our shop in advance, and try a different method."

shop?

Ji Mingwu slightly raised his eyebrows, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, and after thinking about it, he reminded: "Now that the weather is getting warmer, you may not be able to let it go."

Yan Moji didn't take it seriously, and was full of confidence: "Don't worry, Brother Wu, I know."

Yan Moji planned to go back and get some of these pork for marinating.

Braised goods taste salty and fragrant, with a variety of raw materials, and they are not afraid of corruption, and they are easy to prepare. Almost most gourmet shops have braised goods counters, and Yan Moji himself is no exception.

It's just that Yan Moji himself has a superb food memory, so naturally he won't be satisfied with just making ordinary-tasting stewed goods. In his previous life, he had collected many marinade recipes, and then adjusted and tested the proportions himself. Strive to make more delicious food.

When he came to this world, although he didn't have anything at the beginning, he didn't lose all the knowledge and experience stored in his head. Although the ancient seasonings are far from the modern ones, Yan Moji never cooks according to the rigid recipes. When I had the idea of ​​making braised goods, I was already experimenting with the deployment of marinade.

Now is the time to test the results.

The author has something to say: **Little Theater**

Yan Moji: Brother Wu, are you hungry? Let me feed you next time?

Ji Mingwu:?

Yan Moji: Hehe, hehehehehe...

Ji Mingwu:? ? ?