I rely on pancakes to become rich [farming]

Feng Wenlan didn't expect that she would give herself the task of growing vegetables just to be polite and wanted to have a grilled fish, and she couldn't laugh or cry.

But she had already said it, and she couldn't take it back, so she held her nose and agreed.

Deciding what to do, Yan Moji sent Qian Ping out to inquire about the fish market in Qingzhou City, while he himself was going to check the location of the shop.

Before going out, Yan Moji glanced at Ji Mingwu who had been sitting by the side drinking tea in silence, and asked, "Brother Wu, what are your plans? Do you want to open a carpentry workshop?"

Ji Mingwu raised his head, glanced at him, fell silent for a moment, slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and softly uttered two words: "Kill the fish."

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Ji Mingwu said a few more words this time: "I'll kill the fish for you."

Qian Ping, who hadn't walked out the door, staggered and almost fell. He looked back at the serious-looking little uncle, and ran out in three steps at a time.

——Dignified "No.1 under the Grand Master", went to kill fish for a grilled fish hot pot restaurant... It's hard to guess what the little uncle is thinking.

Yan Moji was stunned for a moment, before asking pleasantly, "Brother Wu, do you want to help me?"

Ji Mingwu nodded: "En."

"You don't plan to open a carpentry workshop?"

"Ah."

"But... Brother Wu, isn't your dream surpassing that of your master?" Yan Moji hesitated.Although he is very excited that Ji Mingwu, who has superb sword skills, can help him kill fish, but if it delays his brother Wu's pursuit of his dream, it will not be worth it.

Ji Mingwu was a little helpless, and he couldn't say it clearly, so he just stretched out his hand and patted Yan Moji's arm lightly: "It's okay, I know."

Yan Moji was a little confused, but seeing his Brother Wu's determined expression, he didn't ask any further questions, and patted Ji Mingwu's arm happily: "That's great, Brother Wu, your saber skills are definitely going to catch fire. !"

Going out with a happy mood, before Yan Moji saw old man Jiang sitting in the corner of the yard with a gloomy face before leaving, he suddenly felt a little worried.

Old man Jiang came to him again before, and Yan Moji also tortured him about his previous experience.After dealing with the warriors of the bodyguard team along the way, Yan Moji also gained a new understanding of the dangers of the world.

People at the bottom of the rivers and lakes were forced to go astray, and many of them were helpless.It is God's blessing to be able to have a decent job like the escort team and earn a living.

Yan Moji also thought about it when he left old man Jiang. If old man Jiang is also the kind of forced and helpless, then he can give old man Jiang a chance to "reform through labor"; He would not leave him in Shishishi for the sake of Huoyang Kungfu and lure wolves into the house.

According to the old man Jiang himself, he practiced martial arts with his master when he was young. Later, when his master died in a struggle between Jiang and Hu, he practiced martial arts while making a living. After many years of poor life, he started the business of stealing and kidnapping for Money to enjoy.

Moreover, he also said that he had kidnapped and stolen countless times over the years, and never killed a single person.

Saying this, not to mention Qian Ping and Feng Wenlan, Yan Moji himself didn't quite believe it.

—A bandit and bandit who never killed anyone?

The old man Jiang argued: "You guys don't know, if I hadn't torn up tickets, and taking money would not hurt others, I wouldn't have gained the reputation of 'being kind to others'; with this reputation, the family members of those rich families were captured by me. , Most of them happily paid out the silver, the money and the goods were settled, and the people went back intact. I got rich in peace and sound, and they didn't deliberately spend energy on revenge afterwards, isn't it beautiful?"

Yan Moji suddenly no longer understood the meaning of the word "be kind to others".

Speaking later, old man Jiang was even a little complacent: "From what I've seen, those who are willing to kill people and rob goods are all low-level thieves, and they will never make a lot of money in their lives-"Stay a line with others, so we can meet each other in the future ', is the way to get lost in the rivers and lakes."

Everyone: "..."

Qian Ping couldn't help but said: "But aren't you just hanging out with those thieves who kill people and steal money?"

He could clearly hear the one-armed bandit shouting "kill all the men".

Old man Jiang's complexion changed, he hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "I used to be a loner, and occasionally I would accept employment from others-this time it was the Han family who spent a lot of money to hire me, so I will temporarily Together with them, it is actually not the same person.”

——It's even more ridiculous to say this. Most of the bandits are people who can't afford to eat. If you have the money to hire a master of the old man Jiang's level, why not use it for yourself?

Seeing their expressions, old man Jiang knew that they didn't believe them. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and confessed: "Actually, Mr. Han used to be a thief, and we used to be old acquaintances. It's just that he stole two years ago. I found a good treasure, was chased and killed, and his arm was cut off, and he disappeared for a while. A few days ago, he suddenly came to me and said that the treasure he stole was actually a treasure map, but he alone Unfortunately, I invited other forces, and I was afraid of being killed, so I hired me as his bodyguard to support him; because it was still a few days before their appointment, I stayed in their village first .”

"He's not afraid of you killing the donkey?"

"My old man Jiang's good reputation for so many years is naturally not for nothing." A smugness flashed in the old man Jiang's eyes. I've never hurt a single person when hired by Master Han!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yan Moji, who was in charge of these people, and begged: "Young Master Yan, I ran into you blindly this time, please hold your hand high and let me go-if you are interested in the treasure, , I can also fully explain."

Yan Moji has no interest in the treasures of the rivers and lakes, so let's forget about it.He pondered for a moment, raised his head, his eyes were not sharp, but with a little indifference: "You said that you were hired by Master Han and never killed anyone?"

"Yep."

"But there are masters of your level out there. How could those who died or were injured because of Han Dang's gang of bandits not be responsible for you? Just like this time, without you, Qian Ping can settle everything Han Dang's family has. People, how could there be a few bodyguards who are unfortunate?"

Old man Jiang's face turned pale, his old lips muttered twice, but he couldn't say anything.

For a master of his level, Han Dangjia would not hire him for nothing, so he agreed with him that he should come out with him when he came out to rob.

——As long as you don't kill someone yourself, it doesn't count as a violation of your creed.

——As for the person Han Dang killed, what does it have to do with him?

Old man Jiang spun these words a few times, but he couldn't utter a single word.Facing the not-so-stern gaze of the young man surnamed Yan, old man Jiang suddenly felt short of breath.

"So even if what you said is true, you are not innocent." Yan Moji finally announced his verdict expressionlessly, "The medicine Wen Lan gave you will not be lifted, so you can work hard to reform through labor." Bar."

And so it was settled.

——Yan Moji also inquired later that there was indeed a Bandit Jiang nicknamed "Be Kind to Others" near Qingzhou City, and it was indeed as old man Jiang said that he only wanted money and did not hurt others, but he was still a little worried .

So this time Qian Ping was about to go out, so he turned back and caught Feng Wenlan: "Wenlan, Qian Ping is out, can you handle old man Jiang alone? Brother Wu is inconvenient to move, please help me take care of it."

Feng Wenlan: "..."

——Boss, why do you think old man Jiang is sitting there so honestly, not daring to do any small tricks?

With Feng Wenlan's repeated assurances, Yan Moji was relieved to go out.

As soon as he went out, Ji Mingwu came out of the house and looked at old man Jiang indifferently.

Old man Jiang suddenly trembled.

...

Qingzhou City is much more atmospheric than the town that Yan Moji traveled through. Most of the serious restaurants and tea shops are big shops with two or three floors high. Only a few small roadside shops pitifully open a low door A short little door, trying to survive in the cracks.

According to the simple description in "Qingzhou Chronicles", Yan Moji went directly to the tooth shop, intending to buy a shop directly from the tooth shop.

When I was in the town before, I could check it by myself, but Qingzhou City is too big, and it may take several days to run around Qingzhou City on two legs.

The tooth shop is naturally very welcome to this kind of big deal. Yan Moji is still wearing the fur generously sponsored by the fifth young master Yuan, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and he looks a bit extravagant. Seating.

There are indeed quite a few shops with names in the tooth shop, Yan Moji estimated his savings in his heart, and fell in love with a three-story restaurant on Suian Street.

The area of ​​this restaurant is actually not too big. Fortunately, the location of the shop is okay. Suian Street is connected to Chenghuang Temple, and there is a temple fair every seven days. At that time, the flow of people is very large, and most of the shops on both sides of the street are working hard on the day of the temple fair. Solicit customers.

In fact, Yan Moji made a year's worth of money in the small town, and the assorted food business was so booming, he could afford to buy a bigger restaurant.It's just that according to his idea, he also needs to open a constant temperature greenhouse to grow fresh vegetables, and this part of the money has to be reserved in advance.

After spotting the spot, Yan Moji happily signed the contract with Yaxing and got the key of the restaurant.

After such a toss, it was already dusk.

After leaving the tooth shop, Yan Moji looked at the sky, pondered for a while, asked passers-by along the way, bought some sea crabs and clams from a nearby butcher shop, and carried them all the way back.

Chop sea crabs, cook them together with clams in clear water and high heat until the umami taste comes out, then add some rice wine and turn to low heat to simmer slowly; egg and noodles, beat the strength to make ramen noodles, serve with sea crab soup Cook it directly, and finally lay an egg on it.

The sea crabs in winter are particularly plump, and the fresh soup is also full-bodied, which is perfect for serving.

"Get the dumplings on the horse and get the noodles on the horse", Yan Moji heard a saying when he was a child in his previous life. Before his mother sent his father off to work, he would make him a bowl of dumplings; when his father came home, his mother would finish cooking the noodles for him.

This habit has continued to Yan Moji's place.

Yan Moji made a lot of sea crab ramen. He, Brother Wu, Qian Ping, and Feng Wenlan each got a bowl, and gave a bowl to Young Master Yuan Wu who provided him with a place to stay.

In the end, I also gave old man Jiang a bowl.

Even if old man Jiang joined the mixed food as a prisoner for "reform through labor", Yan Moji would not embarrass him with one bite, so he treated him equally.

Old man Jiang's head stiffened when Yan Moji was cooking sea crab soup, and his throat was wriggling all the time smelling the fresh aroma.If it wasn't for the medicine on his body, and the evil star over there had been staring at him all the time, he wished he could pounce on him and scoop up a bowl of soup to drink.

Old man Jiang thought that this meal was the same as noon, and he didn't have his share. Although he kept swallowing, he still sat motionless in the corner, only thinking about sneaking out by himself when the evil star fell asleep. Get something to eat.

——For a person who is not allowed to touch mixed food, it is not too much for him to go out and find something to eat by himself, right?

Didn't expect that innocent little boss to serve him a bowl of noodles?

Old man Jiang stared at the steaming bowl of fresh and fragrant noodles in front of him, and couldn't help swallowing.The soup is clear, dotted with some chopped green onions, the noodles are long and thin, and the boiled crab pieces can be vaguely seen under the noodles, and there is a whole poached egg lying on the surface.

——It stands to reason that as a prisoner, I should have some backbone to push away those who refuse their food; but...

Old man Jiang picked up a chopstick noodle and put it into his mouth, feeling the fresh aroma of the seafood noodle, his old eyes narrowed.

——The evil star is watching from the side, and I still want to give him some face.

——Well, it smells so good...

...

After dinner, Yan Moji showed the house deed and key he just got, and made a plan: "Tomorrow, we'll go to the restaurant, find someone to redecorate the restaurant, and then tidy up the backyard to see what's missing. what……"

"Well, boss, it may be difficult to find someone tomorrow." Qian Ping raised his hand to remind, "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival."

Yan Moji was stunned for a moment: "Tomorrow will be fifteen?"

After coming to this world, without his mobile phone, he has been relying on the almanac on the wall of Ji's house to keep track of his days; when he came out of the town to Qingzhou City, there was no almanac to read along the way, and he encountered bandits a few times. Almost forgot the day.

"Lantern Festival..." Yan Moji rested his chin, frowned and muttered to himself, "We can't miss such a good day!"

Qian Ping was taken aback: "What did you miss?"

"Didn't you say that the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival in Qingzhou City will be very lively?" Yan Moji lowered his arms and squeezed his fingers excitedly, "Of course we have to hurry to make some food and make a lot of money! By the way, we can get the reputation of mixed food first Get out!"

After Feng Wenlan had a full meal, she held a book of medical skills and slowly mixed it with a bowl of tea. Hearing this, she was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression on her face: "Boss, the Lantern Festival is so lively, don't you tell Ji... ... Cough, do you want to go shopping with Jidong's family?"

——The Lantern Festival is such a festive feast, the owner is only thinking about making money?

Yan Moji hesitated for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Ji Mingwu.When he came across these grand events in his previous life, all he could think of was how to participate, earn a fortune and expand his brand influence at the same time.

But at that time, he was still a single dog obsessed with work. Now that he has a legal husband, it seems a bit wrong to want to make money...Will Brother Wu be unhappy?

Ji Mingwu never spoke when Yan Moji was discussing the development of the shop. Seeing Yan Moji cast his gaze on himself, he just nodded slightly: "Just do what you want."

Yan Moji took a closer look at his Brother Wu's expression, and felt that Ji Mingwu didn't show any reluctance, he didn't seem to care about the Lantern Festival and had to work overtime, so he was a little relieved, and smiled at Feng Wenlan: "No, Brother Wu and I are together, every day is the reunion festival."

Feng Wenlan choked for a moment, then retreated silently.

"But tomorrow night, the time is really tight..." Yan Moji touched his chin again, pondered for a while, then looked at Ji Mingwu, "It seems that we can't cook the grilled fish first, let's do something else--Wu Brother, I have to trouble you to make a plaque for assorted foods, but you don’t have to do the paint first, let’s hang the plaque up first.”

Ji Mingwu nodded.

Yan Moji looked at Qian Ping again: "Qian Ping, go and see if you can get a piece of iron plate back—it needs to be big and smooth, and you can cut vegetables on it. Also, go to the fish market tomorrow to buy more When fish, shrimp, squid, and shellfish come back, don’t be afraid to buy less, and buy hard.”

Qian Ping was a little confused, but he nodded in agreement.

Yan Moji looked at Feng Wenlan again: "Wenlan, you are more sensitive to fragrance, you can look for it tomorrow and see if you can buy more pepper and cumin."

Pepper is actually good, you can find it in the spice shop; Yan Moji has almost never seen cumin in the town before, only a dartman brought a small half bag, saying that he bought it from a Hu merchant in Qingzhou City of.

That small bag of cumin was too little, Yan Moji hesitated for a long time after buying it, and kept it for himself.I added some to the stir-fried mutton that I ate with Brother Wu during the Chinese New Year, and I also added some to the beggar’s chicken when I was on the road. Now there is not much left on hand.

Feng Wenlan had also tasted the taste of cumin, and she couldn't forget it, so she agreed wholeheartedly.

In the end, Yan Moji looked at old man Jiang, with a more serious expression: "Jiang Weng, you still need to cooperate with me when the time comes."

The old man Jiang, who had been silently pretending not to exist, was taken aback for a moment, his lips twitched, and he said reluctantly: "How does the boss need me to cooperate?"

Yan Moji thought for a while: "After Qian Ping comes back with the iron plate, show me how much your internal force can heat the iron plate. I need a constant temperature that can cook the ingredients."

——Is this using him as a charcoal stove?

The old man Jiang's eyes twitched, and he glanced at Ji Mingwu calmly. Feeling the strong aura of the evil star that was aimed only at him, he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Everything is according to the orders of the boss."

...

The second day is the Lantern Festival.

The government of Qingzhou City specially allocated silver taels to decorate many lanterns on Suian Street and Chenghuang Temple, and some made lanterns and lantern riddles at their own expense.

That night, regardless of rich or poor, countless people came to Suian Street, holding hands, enjoying the lanterns and guessing riddles.

At this time, small merchants and hawkers with a keen sense of smell are naturally indispensable.

Many hawkers held a basket in their hands, filled with various snacks such as jujube paste cake, oil puff pastry, fried dumpling, etc., and peddled among the crowd. They couldn't close their mouths.

The shops on both sides of Suian Street made preparations in advance. On this day, the doors were open, and they showed their housekeeping skills. They hung lanterns outside the shops to guess puzzles, attracting customers.

A frail scholar and his companion waved a folding fan, commenting on those paper riddles that were either vulgar, elegant, or nonsense, shaking their heads so uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the scholar saw a lot of people crowded in front of him, and he couldn't help being a little curious. He said to his companion: "Why are there so many people in front? Could it be that there is some clever riddle that no one has solved?"

His companion was tall and big, but he couldn't see what was happening in the crowd, so he suggested, "We might as well go and have a look."

The two reserved their literati demeanor, they didn't squeeze in hard, they pushed and shoved for a long time before they got into the crowd, before they saw Jing Er, they could already smell a strong fragrance in their noses.

The two of them took a closer look, and saw an iron shelf at the door of the shop in front, and a large iron plate was laid flat on the shelf.

Behind the iron plate, a young man with a pleasant smile was frying a piece of fat beef in the middle of the iron plate with two spatulas in his hands.The beef makes a "sizzling" sound on the iron plate, exuding a strong fragrance.

--Huh?There is no fire under the iron plate, how did the beef fry?

The two scholars looked at each other, and both saw confusion in each other's eyes.

The young man's movements were very smooth, the two shovels were flying up and down, and a whole piece of beef was cooked in a short time.He took a small knife, cut the beef into small cubes, put it on a plate, poured a layer of dark brown sauce on it, handed it to a person in front of the crowd, and said with a smile: "Please use it slowly."

The man took the plate and went to the temporary square table, took a piece of beef and put it into his mouth, he breathed hard and exclaimed loudly: "It's delicious!"

The scent in this small stall was indeed very attractive. The two scholars looked at each other again, and they both saw greed in each other's eyes, so they nodded together and went to the back of the line.

During the queuing process, the two scholars were surprised to find that the little cook made fried meat, fried shrimp, fried tofu, fried bean cake, etc., all with two small shovels, at most he could cut the meat with a knife.

Moreover, his movements are very smooth, without a trace of sloppiness. At first, the scholar was attracted by the smell of the food. After watching for a while, he felt that the little cook's eating movements were also very interesting. They just reacted.

The cook was fair and handsome, and his smile was particularly pleasant: "What do you two want to eat?"

The frail scholar hesitated for a moment, looked at the pots of fresh water behind the cook, thought for a while, and said intentionally, "Can you make crabs?"

The cook smiled, grabbed two big crabs from the water basin behind him, and held them up for them to see: "How about these two?"

The frail scholar was startled by the crab's fangs and claws. He took a step back and almost bumped into his companion. He felt ashamed and blushed: "Yes."

Chef Junxiu nodded with a smile, pulled out two straw ropes from the side, quickly tied the crabs, put them on a plate, poured a shallow layer of water into it, put them on one end of the iron plate, and covered them Putting on a hood, he smiled at an old man with gray hair next to him, "Jiang Weng, light more fire here."

The old man kept one hand resting on the iron plate, his face was not very good-looking, but he nodded and closed his eyes gently.

The two scholars looked at each other suspiciously again: fire?Where did the fire come from?

Strange to say, there was obviously no fire under the iron plate, and soon steam came out of the place covered by the cover.

After a while, Chef Junxiu lifted the cover, and a burst of delicious smell of cooked crabs spread out, making everyone around swallow their saliva in unison.

After the steam dissipated, the chef skillfully pried open the crab shell with a shovel, and put the crab with crab meat and crab roe on the plate.

The author has something to say: _(:3」∠)_ Seeing that everyone seems to be a little controversial about keeping old man Jiang?

On the one hand, Old Man Jiang joined as a captive instead of an employee;

On the other hand, in fact, it is impossible for Xiao Yan to completely avoid the problem of people killing people in the rivers and lakes. In fact, he himself has realized that it is impossible to always look at the problem from the perspective of the past when he comes to this world, and he plans to gradually understand the world of the rivers and lakes. ~

And if old man Jiang is really a heinous person, Xiao Yan will not be a virgin