I rely on pancakes to become rich [farming]

The cold wind in the first month is icy cold, especially after a heavy snowfall, the sky and the earth are so white that it is almost impossible to see the road.

In this kind of weather, many people are huddled in their warm homes, enjoying the rare warmth and leisure of a year, and there are few people on the road in the wild.

But there are also people who have to go outside in this kind of weather.

It was almost dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun cast a layer of orange-yellow light on the white snow surface. Several carriages ran rapidly along the snow-covered road. The strong man who looks ferocious and fierce is feared by most people.

After walking for a while, he led the people in the carriage to look at the sky, and shouted to the people in the carriage: "Master, it's noon, let's take a rest?"

There was a reply from the carriage: "Okay."

Stopped the horse, stopped the car, several men familiarly unloaded some hay from the car behind to feed the horse; They built a simple hearth with stones and prepared to cook.

On the carriage in the middle, the thick fur curtain was lifted, and Yan Moji was wrapped in the fluffy fur. With some difficulty, he jumped out of the carriage, heaved a sigh of relief, and said to the inside of the carriage: "Brother Wu, get out of the carriage."

Ji Mingwu then opened the curtain of the car and came out, stretched out the crutch that had never been away from his body for a moment, touched the ground lightly, and jumped off easily, disappointing Yan Moji who was thinking of stepping forward to help and take advantage by the way.

Years ago, Fifth Young Master Yuan successfully persuaded Old Master Yuan to agree to his study at Qingzhou Academy.For this reason, he generously paid for all the expenses of Yan Moji and his group's hitchhiking, and even bought a copy of the furs they wore on their bodies.

Yan Moji didn't treat him politely - anyway, he bought it with grilled fish, so he felt at ease.

It's just that Qingzhou Academy starts quite early, so the Yuan family's motorcade will leave on the seventh day of the first lunar month.In order to catch this ride, Yan Moji had no choice but to bid farewell to the town he was in after crossing over early, and set foot on the road to Qingzhou City with Ji Mingwu.

After driving for a few days, everyone became very familiar with each other. Yan Moji, the manager who had dealt with him several times, came over, his face was less reserved and alienated than before, and he greeted with a smile: "Boss Yan."

Yan Moji also responded with a smile: "All the stewards."

"We have already traveled more than half of the distance." The stewards tucked their hands into their sleeves, watched the people in the convoy busily setting up camp, and sighed, "If the road is safe in the future, we can still celebrate the Lantern Festival in Qingzhou City Woolen cloth."

"I heard that the Lantern Festival in Qingzhou City is very lively." Yan Moji also sighed, fascinated, "I don't know if we can catch up."

"The boundary here is not bad. If we go on for another day, we will enter the boundary of Chaoshuangling." The stewards shook their heads and sighed, "The bandits over there are rampant. We will inevitably encounter some robbers. It may not be able to catch up."

Yan Moji has heard the casual people who are employed by Shi Jinshi tell him about the danger of the wilderness in this world many times. At this moment, he is a little curious: "Is the old Patriarch of the Garden still relieved to let the fifth young master come out?"

"Isn't this a dart team that hired darts? The Wei brothers have been cooperating with our Yuan family for many years, and their martial arts are also good. On the way to Qingzhou City, there are mostly small thieves. If you encounter them, you will waste time. It doesn't matter. .”

Speaking of this, Qian Ping came down from the shaft with his belongings in his arms. All the stewards glanced at him and laughed: "Boss Yan, I heard that your fellow can do some martial arts? Why don't you ask him to learn a few from the Wei brothers?" , it will be safer to protect the master’s family in the future.”

The Wei brothers are the leaders of these men who are responsible for protecting the convoy. They are two fierce, muscular men who look about 50 or [-] years old.

Yan Moji quietly asked Qian Ping: "How about the Wei brothers' martial arts?"

Qian Ping hesitated for a while, but still answered honestly: "It's okay."

Yan Moji knew it in his heart.

At this time, he smiled on his face, and politely declined the kindness of the stewards.

It happened that the person in charge of fetching water had melted the snow water. Yan Moji rolled up his sleeves, looked at Ji Mingwu, and said with a smile, "Brother Wu, what do you want to eat today?"

Before Ji Mingwu could answer, a loud voice suddenly sounded, and a big fluffy ball rolled over and stretched out a hand: "Boss Yan, I want to eat beggar chicken!"

Yan Moji glanced at Fifth Young Master Yuan, who looked like a fat bear with his overly plump body stuffed in a thick fur coat, and was a little funny: "Young Master Fifth, you've eaten twice, and you still haven't had enough? "

The Fifth Young Master Yuan sighed when he heard the words, and his eyes showed sorrow: "I heard that Qingzhou Academy has strict discipline, and the students' meals are distributed by the academy uniformly, with clear soup and little water... Didn't I eat some in advance to save myself from being greedy when I get it?"

"Then you still have to go to Qingzhou Academy?"

Fifth Young Master Yuan curled his lips: "Qingzhou Academy is the largest academy in our county. If I want to get fame, I will go there! Oh, what are you talking about? Hurry up and make a beggar chicken!"

Yan Moji was a little helpless.A few days ago, Qian Ping brought a pheasant over, so he made a simple beggar's chicken for his brother Wu to try. Unexpectedly, the fifth young master of Yuan came over and tasted it, and he became addicted to it. He ordered his servants Everywhere he caught pheasants, he insisted that Yan Moji make him beggar's chicken every day.

"If you can get two pheasants, I'll make you one."

Traveling together these days, Yan Moji and Fifth Young Master Yuan also got to know each other a lot, and they were not too formal with each other.

As soon as he heard that there was a door, Fifth Young Master Yuan's eyes lit up, he agreed, and turned around aggressively: "Quick, tell them all to catch pheasants!"

Beggar chicken is actually quite simple to make. The pheasant is broken, the internal organs are cleaned, stuffed with specially prepared condiments, wrapped in mud mixed with salt, and then stuffed into the fire and roasted.

When the time is right and the chicken is knocked on, the strong aroma of the chicken in the dry and hard mud gushes out, and the delicious chicken soaked in the seasoning in the chicken belly is tender and fragrant.

When Yan Moji went out this time, he bought a lot of pancakes from the pancake shop. After lightly toasting them on the fire, the pancakes softened. He tore off a piece of chicken and rolled them into the pancakes. The chicken stimulates the taste buds and is delicious and filling.

When it was time for dinner, Feng Wenlan, who was sitting in the female relative's car, came over very consciously, with a smile on his face: "Boss, can the little girl have a taste too?"

Originally, Yan Moji's plan was to bring Qian Ping, a buddy, on the road, but a few days before the trip, Feng Wenlan suddenly came over and said that she also wanted to go to Qingzhou City to see him, and asked his boss to take her with him.

After careful consideration, Yan Moji felt that it would be more reassuring to bring someone who knows medical skills on the road, and secretly confirmed with Qian Ping that Feng Wenlan was fine, so he agreed.

After Feng Wenlan joined the motorcade, relying on her youthful beauty and medical skills, she had a heated fight with the female relatives in the team, and slept in the female relatives' carriage at night, unlike Qian Ping, who slept bitterly in the cold On the shaft.

——Yan Moji originally wanted Qian Ping to sleep together in the carriage at night, anyway, the three of them big men don't need to be taboo too much when they go out.

However, although Qian Ping is not very smart on weekdays, he becomes smart when encountering life-and-death matters. He took a careful look at Ji Mingwu who was expressionless, and resolutely refused, saying that he likes to sleep outside, and the ice and snow will help him practice.

Yan Moji sighed for Qian Ping's effort in practicing martial arts, and when he turned around, he fell asleep holding his brother's warm body.

After the meal, the men who ran the darts all set up simple tents. It was still early, and they gathered together in twos and threes to chat and laugh.

Yan Moji was talking about family affairs with Ji Mingwu, when suddenly a tall man came over, his voice was like a bell: "Boss Yan, just now all the managers called me to come over, and said that I want to give advice to your buddy?"

Yan Moji and Qian Ping looked at each other subconsciously, and both saw consternation and helplessness in each other's eyes.

If they hadn't gotten along for a long time these days and knew each other's temperament, they might think that the stewards and the Wei brothers were here to provoke trouble.

Yan Moji thought for a while, and said with a smile: "My buddy is also a three-legged cat kung fu, and it's useless to give pointers; instead of wasting fists and feet, Wei Escort, why not sit down and chat together? I'm also quite interested in anecdotes from Jianghu."

This bodyguard is the elder brother of the two brothers. Although he looks fierce and fierce, he has a steady and bold personality. He laughed and sat down unceremoniously: "Alright, I'm also idle and boring. I heard that Boss Yan's shop I have hired a lot of people from the Jianghu, and I think they are really interested in the Jianghu martial arts."

In fact, when Yan Moji first learned from Li Sina that he had passed the age of martial arts, he lost interest in martial arts; later, as many people in the rivers and lakes entered the assorted food, he occasionally listened to their discussions. Trivia in the rivers and lakes gradually rekindled curiosity.

When he was working at Mixed Food, he was either busy in the kitchen or in the account room every day. It was rare that he had some spare time and didn't want to waste gossip, so he just listened to other people's chats; A guard head who travels all over the world said something.

At this moment, he was rather excited: "Head Wei, who is the strongest person in the world today?"

There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts. The title of "strongest" is always full of controversy.

Guard Wei took out a small jug, took a sip carefully, and then said with a smile: "The strongest person should be among the three great masters in the world, right? It's just that I'm a low-ranking man, and I can't tell which master is the best." It’s even better. Most people wouldn’t discuss these three masters.”

"Three great masters?"

"The last three sects each have a grandmaster. Shen Kunxiao, the master of the sword sect, Chen Ze, the master of the Qi sect, and the unknown master of the Jinxiu sect, are the three great masters in the world today." The expression said, "It is said that if you break through the realm of a master, you can almost move mountains and fill the sea. One man can be a master, and ten thousand men can't open it! If a man is alive, he can become a master for a generation, and this life is not in vain!"

Yan Moji also looked yearning when he heard it - but what he was thinking about was not "worth this life in vain", but was thinking, if someone in the realm of the master came into his hands, what should he do to get the master in the assorted food? How to maximize the value in it?

——If the master has cold or fiery internal energy, can a large constant temperature greenhouse or ice cellar be managed by one person?

—— Or go to deliver food, thousands of miles away, special express commissioner?

——Or why don’t you just do a cooking show?

But this kind of imagination can only be turned around in the mind, the master who stands at the pinnacle of martial arts in this world, it is impossible to go to his mixed food to work.

"What about under the master?"

"Under the Grandmaster... is the 'virtual' strong man who can touch the threshold of the Grandmaster." The guard took another sip of wine, put away the jug with some reluctance, and shook his head regretfully, "Although the next I don't know what a false move is, presumably only people who have practiced martial arts to that level will understand.

"When it comes to the realm of imaginary movement, there are indeed many masters. But those who are able to compete for the first place... I heard that the head of the imperial palace has reached this realm; the Golden Horde Wolf King of the Di Clan in the Northwest Grassland has also broken through for many years; ..."

As if thinking of something, Wei Biao's head suddenly slapped his thigh, his eyes sparkled: "Ji Jueyan, a young disciple under the sect master of Jianzong, who is known as 'One Heart Sword', should be the number one disciple in the world besides the three great masters. One!"

"puff!"

A discordant voice sounded, and Yan Moji and the head of the bodyguard looked at Feng Wenlan who was pulling out the handkerchief and wiping his mouth.

A trace of displeasure flashed in the eyes of the head of the bodyguard: "Miss Feng, why are you dissatisfied with what I said?"

"Little girl has absolutely no such intentions!" Feng Wenlan put down her glass, quickly stated her position, coughed dryly, rubbed the corners of her eyes, and said with a hint of grievance in her voice, "Little girl just sees the head of the bodyguard and looks forward to 'One Heart Sword' so much." Hero Ji, I'm just excited."

Seeing Feng Wenlan, a delicate woman, taking the initiative to show weakness, Wei Escort also felt a little embarrassed after being impulsive, and touched the back of his head apologetically: "Miss Feng, don't blame me, I really respect Ji Daxia too much, and I was excited at the moment."

Feng Wenlan quickly waved her hands, covered her mouth and said softly, "The little girl also respects Ji Hero very much, so how could she blame him?"

At this time, Yan Moji asked curiously: "What did this hero Ji do to make you worship him so much?"

Mentioning this, the head of the bodyguard Wei became more excited, and said happily: "About two years ago, many people from the Jinxiu Sect besieged Changyan Mountain in an attempt to annex the Changyan Sect. They drew their swords to help each other, blood flowed into rivers that day, countless dead souls fell under the sword, and they beheaded five masters of false movements in Jinxiumen in one battle! Never before has a master of false movements achieved such a result in the same realm with one enemy and multiple battles! After that, everyone thought he should be No.1 under the Grandmaster!"

Yan Moji frowned slightly when he heard that the head of the bodyguard said that Hero Ji had killed countless people in a very admirable tone.

The head of the bodyguard didn't notice Yan Moji's expression, and continued to say excitedly: "The Jinxiumen, relying on the support of the imperial court, has committed crimes in the Jianghu all these years and stirred up the chaos in the martial arts world, but it was defeated in the battle of Changyan Mountain Zhou, his vitality was seriously injured, and he restrained himself a lot in the next two years - all thanks to Ji Daxia!"

"The Jinxiu Gate is backed by the imperial court?" Yan Moji was stunned for a moment, "Didn't it mean that the imperial court is very repulsive to Jianghu sects?"

"That's true, but if the imperial court doesn't have its own martial arts power, how can it make those people in the rivers and lakes fearful?" The excited expression on the face of Wei Biao's head gradually calmed down. Question, sighed slightly, with a trace of resentment flashing across his face, "The Jinxiu Gate is backed by the imperial court, oppressing the small sects and sects in the Jianghu, causing countless sects to be displaced... If there is no check and balance from Jianzong and Qizong, I am afraid that the entire Jianghu will be destroyed." It will be eaten by Jinxiumen."

Yan Moji frowned again and stopped talking.

"However, it is said that Ji Daxia was angry at the crown in the Changyan School at that time, and it was because of the beautiful daughter of the head of the Changyan School." Seeing that Yan Moji didn't seem to like listening to stories of fighting in the rivers and lakes, the head of the guard changed his position. Hey, he said with a smile, "After the battle of Yanshan, Ji Daxia disappeared, maybe he went to stay and fly with the daughter of the head of the sect. Hehe, Ji Daxia is also a man of temperament!"

"puff!"

Yan Moji and Wei Biaotou looked over at the same time again.This time it was Qian Ping.

Qian Ping didn't dare to look in Ji Mingwu's direction at all, and said righteously: "It's all baseless rumors! Ji...Ji Daxia was only representing Jianzong to target Jinxiumen at that time! He has nothing to do with the daughter of Lao Shizi, the head of Changyan Sect. It doesn't matter! Master, don't trust me!"

Yan Moji was a little puzzled: "What does it have to do with me?"

Being interrupted twice in a row, the head of the bodyguard Wei was also a little unhappy, and his face darkened a little: "This little brother, it's just some rumors in the world, why should you be so serious? Does it mean that you have some opinions on me?"

"I..." Qian Ping was tongue-tied for a long time, his eyes swept over Feng Wenlan who had been watching the play leisurely, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "I also admire Ji Hero very much, and I cannot tolerate rumors that slander Ji Hero's innocence!"

"Young man of the rivers and lakes, how can being favored by a beautiful woman be regarded as slander and innocence?"

"This……"

Just when Qian Ping was racking his brains to figure out what to do next, Feng Wenlan suddenly interjected coolly: "Don't blame the head of the bodyguard, we guys have always had a heart for Ji Daxia, and we have always held the Marrying Ji Daxia is the goal, I can't accept the fact that you said that Ji Daxia has a beautiful woman by his side."

Qian Ping: "..."

——Is it still too late for him to hack Feng Wenlan to death with a single knife, and then commit suicide by committing suicide?

The guard's head showed a weird face, looked at Qian Ping's honest appearance, and stepped back cautiously: "Uh, then... little brother, you really have great ambitions."

The topic couldn't be continued here, and the head guard Wei got up to say goodbye, and went back to his group of brothers to continue chatting.

Yan Moji looked at Qian Ping, who was ashen-faced, and Feng Wenlan, who covered his mouth and smiled lightly. He didn't understand what kind of trick they were playing, so he sat next to Ji Mingwu, and gave him a light arm bump: "Brother Wu, what are you doing tonight?" Why didn't you say anything?"

Ji Mingwu's face was a little gloomy. Hearing this, he slightly raised his head to look at him, pursed his lips, and replied, "It's nothing."

Yan Moji keenly felt that his Brother Wu was a little unhappy, but he didn't know why.

Recalling the topic just now, Yan Moji could only think that Ji Mingwu was as disgusted with these beatings and killings in the arena as he was, so he comforted him and said, "It's okay, Brother Wu, those beatings and killings are just like us. It doesn't matter, we don't have anything to do with those "One Heart Sword" and Jinxiumen."

Ji Mingwu: "..."

It was getting late, even when surrounded by the fire, Yan Moji felt a chill, so he quickly beckoned Ji Mingwu into the carriage, and got into the warm bed.

Ji Mingwu held Yan Moji's gentle body in his arms, the haze in his heart finally dissipated, but he still opened his eyes, looking at the roof of the carriage, silent.

After a long time, he sighed silently, tightened his arms around Yan Moji, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

...

On the second day, the head of the bodyguard already forgot the unhappiness of chatting yesterday, and warmly greeted them to go on the road.

After entering the Luanhuang Ridge mentioned by the stewards, it really felt a bit uneven.

In this kind of cold weather, you can still meet robbers.

Fortunately, most of them were ordinary bandits with little force, hungry and cold. The Wei brothers could basically scare them away if they demonstrated their martial arts skills;

When encountering the first wave of bandits, some servants in the convoy were more or less relieved of their anxiety.

only……

Yan Moji quietly lifted the curtain of the car door a crack, and secretly observed outside.

——This wave of bandits looks a bit tricky...

Dozens of tattered and burly men surrounded the convoy. The leader was a tall and thin man with an empty sleeve, and his greedy eyes scanned the convoy's luggage.

The head of the guard walked forward, clenched the knife in his hand, and a trace of fear flashed across his fierce face: "What is a hero, I am just escorting the young master to study in Qingzhou Academy, and I don't have much gold and silver. It's going to be difficult."

The one-armed man sneered when he heard the words: "If there is any gold and silver, let us search it before we talk - even if there is no gold and silver, isn't there someone?"

He shook his head and ordered to the minions behind him: "Go! Kill all the men!"

——This seems to be a desperado who is determined to kill grass and roots.

The guard's head froze, gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

——There are quite a few good fighters among these robbers, and the one-armed man gave him a rather dangerous feeling. His martial arts are impressive, and he doesn't know if he can handle it!

——I just hope that the employers in the car don't get too damaged...

After the clash of swords and shouts of killing sounded outside, Yan Moji couldn't help but tighten his grip.

Born and raised in the peaceful 21st century, he has only seen the fighting of cold weapons in movies and TV shows. Now that he sees those bright sword lights and blood splashes up close, he suddenly feels a little nauseous.

Ji Mingwu keenly felt that he was wrong, pursed his lower lip, and raised his hand to put down the car curtain: "Don't look at it."

Yan Moji took a deep breath, shook his head, his face was slightly pale: "No, I have to pay attention to how the fight is going outside."

The bandit looks menacing this time, and I don't know if the bodyguard can withstand it... He can't just hide in the carriage and act like an ostrich, at least he has to see the battle outside clearly, and he can bring weapons if something goes wrong. Brother ran for his life.

Ji Mingwu looked at him, a little helpless: "Qian Ping is here."

Qian Ping replied in time outside: "My boss, don't worry, these thieves can't hurt you!"

"What a big breath!"

Suddenly a cold voice came, and Yan Moji felt a chill all over his body in the carriage.

An old man with disheveled white hair appeared in front of the carriage, glanced at Qian Ping with his sinister eyes, and said disdainfully: "I want to see what you are capable of, a fur doll!"

Feeling his strong momentum, Qian Ping's heart shuddered, his face became calm, and he clenched the whip in his hand.

——This old man is hard to deal with!

——How could there be such a master in a group of bandits?

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

Qian Ping: Feng Nvxia, why do we have any grudges, you want to hurt me like this?

Feng Wenlan: Hey, you secretly watched your little uncle so many times just now, aren't you secretly in love with him?

Qian Ping: ...I was worried that the little uncle would lose his horse!

Feng Wenlan: It's okay. Could it be that your little uncle will teach you a lesson for this matter?

Qian Ping: No, he will teach us both a lesson.

Feng Wenlan: ...

|˙ω˙)/Although this chapter mentions a lot of Jianghu affairs, our focus is still to make a fortune. The Jianghu struggle is mainly the background board, and there will not be too many scenes. You can rest assured~