I rely on pancakes to become rich [farming]

Although old man Jiang could provide the heat problem, and Feng Wenlan provided technical support, but Yan Moji's team still lacked an old farmer who has researched on fruit and vegetable cultivation.

What vegetables are cooked every few crops?

Which vegetables can be grown in compartments?

What kind of crops should be planted at the four corners of the window and back wall?

——These are not things that Feng Wenlan or Yan Moji can solve by themselves.

It still needs an old farmer-level expert who specializes in winter warm vegetables to do it.

In order to find such a person, Yan Moji and Qian Ping went several times to dental shops and various farms, but they couldn't find a suitable candidate.

Most of the people with this kind of experience have already been taken over by other princely families. Even if there are a few free ones, they don't trust such a foreign shop as Mixed Food.

Yan Moji's legs were running thin, and in the end he picked up a technician who could help him set up a constant temperature greenhouse through an unexpected way.

Years ago, when he was still in the town, Yan Moji received a message from Chen Weng from Qingzhou City, which made him intend to develop Qingzhou City.

This Mr. Chen was the original owner of the first assorted food shop owned by Yan Moji. He opened a tea shop in a small town. Later, his son, who was far away in Qingzhou City, made a career in Qingzhou City and made money, so he took over Mr. Chen from his hometown. Qingzhou City spends his old age in peace.

In Chen Weng's letter to Yan Moji, he never forgot about Yan Moji's food at the assorted food store, and also asked Yan Moji to visit him if he went to Qingzhou City one day.

In fact, Yan Moji has always remembered this matter in his heart, but just after arriving in Qingzhou City, the Lantern Festival will follow immediately. In order not to waste such an excellent publicity opportunity, he hastened to get the teppanyaki out; After the popularity of Pan Yaki increased, it took no time to open a store, stabilize its popularity, and build a reputation. It was not until the last few days that it became a little more leisurely.

Yan Moji was a little frustrated after running around for the past two days to no avail, so he brought a few catties of homemade lo-mei, and planned to visit that Mr. Chen, so that he could catch up with old friends from other places, so as to change his mood.

When Chen Weng entrusted the escort to leave him a message, he also left him a simple address information. Yan Moji spent an afternoon searching all the way and found Chen Weng's residence.

Chen Weng's residence looked like a small courtyard about the same size as their residence in a small town, but compared with a big city and a small town, the gold content of the same area was quite different.

At least Yan Moji and his group didn't buy a new residence, they all lived in the backyard of the new assorted restaurant.

Although Fifth Young Master Yuan left a message before going to Qingzhou Academy, saying that even though they lived in Yuan's house, Yan Moji could make up for it by cooking him a meal every month when he came back from school.

But after the assorted food was decorated, Yan Moji took Ji Mingwu, Qian Ping, Feng Wenlan, and old man Jiang to move to the assorted food.

On the one hand, Yan Moji is a bit resistant to "living in someone else's house" after all, on the other hand, it can also save the cost of hiring someone to watch the night.

There were some snowflakes in the sky, but it wasn't too big. Yan Moji didn't hold an umbrella, looked up at the fluttering snowflakes, and felt a little relieved that he couldn't find a suitable candidate for a few days.

It had just snowed two days ago, and Yan Moji walked along the alley with a lot of snow on his legs.However, the door of Chen Weng's house was swept clean.

He knocked on the door of Chen Weng's house, and when the door opened, a face that Yan Moji didn't expect was revealed.

It turned out to be the young stall owner selling candied haws when he was shopping with Brother Wu on the night of the Lantern Festival.

The young man also thought Yan Moji looked familiar, but he didn't have Yan Moji's memory, so he hesitated and asked, "Excuse me, are you..."

A guess flashed in Yan Moji's mind, but he didn't say it clearly, he just smiled and said: "Is this the residence of Chen Weng who came to Qingzhou City last year? I'm an old friend from the town before, and I came to Qingzhou City this time, and I want to pay a visit Weng Chen."

The young man nodded, suddenly realized, showing a friendly smile, got up and led the way in: "You are the boss of the assorted food that father said? Father is at home, and he is still thinking about you these days!"

After entering the main room, Weng Chen was sitting by the stove warming the fire. He raised his head and saw Yan Moji entering the door. He was taken aback for a moment before he recognized him. He stood up in surprise: "Boss Yan! You are here!"

On the way Yan Moji entered the house just now, Chen Weng's son said that after the fame of the grilled fish hot pot and teppanyaki of assorted food became famous, his father guessed that it was Boss Yan from the town who came to Qingzhou City, and he was still thinking about it. When can I go to Jambalaya to try it?

So Yan Moji arched his hands apologetically and said, "I'm sorry Chen Weng, I've been thinking of you all the time, but I've been really busy these few days and I haven't been free."

Chen Weng waved his hand indifferently, took a bench for Yan Moji, and ordered his son to make tea for the guests. When he saw the lo-mei in Yan Moji's hand, his eyes lit up, and he quickly reached out to take it: "Yo , this is the lo mei made by Boss Yan himself, right? This is too old-fashioned!"

Chen Weng's son, who was rummaging through the tea bags, paused and looked at his father in surprise.

——Isn’t it time to say “come here and bring some gifts”?Dad and Boss Yan are so close?

Yan Moji knew how much Chen Weng loved the food he made when he saw that Chen Weng had brought letters to him from thousands of miles back then, so he didn't find it strange to see Chen Weng's performance at this time, so he handed it over with one hand and said with a smile : "Assorted food is now in Qingzhou City, if you like it, you can buy it often."

"I wanted to buy it a few days ago, but it's snowing and the road is slippery, and my children and grandchildren won't let me go out." Chen Weng shook his head and sighed, and sat back by the fire, "Otherwise, I must try the little boss's grilled fish. .”

Yan Moji and Chen Weng were very happy to meet an old acquaintance in a foreign land. The two sat around the stove, and Chen Weng's son brought tea and dried fruits. The two chatted happily.

Similar to Yan Moji's guess just now, the owner of the candied haws stall he met on the Lantern Festival night was indeed Chen Weng's youngest son.Chen Weng's two sons went to Qingzhou City one after another, and they worked as apprentices for several years. In the first two years, Chen Dalang made his debut and worked as a small steward in a farm that supplied fruits and vegetables to King Qi's mansion. Chen Weng took it out.

As for Chen Erlang, he is still young, so he can only temporarily work under the elder brother's hands, and occasionally set up a stall to earn some extra money.Yan Moji met Chen Erlang on the night of the Lantern Festival, and he was the one who went to catch the Lantern Festival.

Speaking of this, Chen Erlang suddenly realized, and slapped his thigh to remember: "So Boss Yan is the guest officer who came to buy candied haws that night? No wonder I feel familiar!"

Yan Moji smiled and said, "I never thought that you are Chen Weng's son!"

Chen Weng laughed and said: "This is really fate!"

With this relationship, Yan Moji took advantage of the situation and asked: "By the way, Weng Chen, I want to build a winter warming shed. Do you know if there are any experienced farmers who are willing to come to Shijiashi to do things for you? of?"

Chen Weng was stunned: "The little boss wants to buy and sell winter warm fruits and vegetables? The cost is not low, but have you found a good buyer?"

"You don't need to look for it, I'm directly supplying it for assorted meals."

"That can't make money back."

Yan Moji smiled: "The most expensive thing in a winter warming shed is burning charcoal. I have other ways to do this. Don't worry Chen Weng."

Chen Weng stroked his gray beard, frowned and thought for a while, before answering: "I haven't been in Qingzhou City for a year, and people in these professions are not familiar with them, why don't you wait for my Dalang to come back and ask."

"When will Chen Dalang come back?"

"Brother will be back soon." Chen Erlang interrupted, "Bringing sister-in-law and nephew back to Yue's house."

Not long after, Chen Dalang returned home with his wife and children.

Shaking off the snow all over her body, she met Yan Moji face to face. Mrs. Chen took the lo mei brought by Yan Moji and went to cook, leaving a few men in the main room to continue talking.

Chen Dalang is a tall, dark-skinned, middle-aged man. I don't know if it is because he is tending fruits and vegetables in the fields, but his face looks older. It is reasonable to say that he is not as old as he is, and he looks like he is in his 50s.

Hearing Yan Moji's request, Chen Dalang pondered for a moment, then pointed to his younger brother: "Boss Yan, if you don't mind, can you see if my younger brother can be used?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Yan Moji, but also Chen Weng and Chen Erlang were taken aback.

Chen Erlang stood up in surprise: "Brother, what are you kidding?"

Chen Dalang ignored him, and only smiled at Yan Moji, but his expression was very solemn, and sighed: "Erlang is actually not much worse than me in this respect, but he is young and looked down upon by others, which is why he has been wronged by me all the time." An ordinary apprentice below."

There was a trace of sadness on his face, which was older than his age: "If Erlang is allowed to grind on the farm like me, I don't know how many years he will have to endure before he can succeed—this man, if he keeps going on, his heart will be exhausted." It's gone."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Erlang's expression darkened a little.

Chen Dalang saw it, and laughed at himself: "A few years ago, Erlang jumped up and quarreled with me when he heard me say that; now you see, he almost lost his temper to quarrel with me."

He turned his head to look at Yan Moji, with a serious expression: "Erlang really has real skills. If Boss Yan is trustworthy, you can let him try it first; if not, I will introduce other people to Boss Yan."

Yan Moji pondered for a moment, then agreed.

At first, he wanted to ask Chen Dalang to help introduce suitable candidates, but since Chen Dalang can guarantee that Chen Erlang has real materials, he doesn't mind giving it a try.

As a modern person, Yan Moji naturally knows that many talented players cannot use age to measure their value.

Moreover, it was a bold attempt for him to use old man Jiang's fire and yang energy for heating, and the young people might be more accepting.

With the core staff, Yan Moji took the time to rent the fancy land, and discussed with Chen Erlang, Feng Wenlan, and old man Jiang about building a winter warming shed.

Because there is no plastic film, the greenhouse at this time is actually more of a warm room. The walls are thick and the windows are small, and the lighting and ventilation are not very good. Everything is for keeping warm.

However, after Yan Moji and Chen Erlang had seen old man Jiang's fiery yang energy, they were surprised and discussed together, modifying the way the greenhouse was built.

The shady wall on the north side is still thickened, and the south side facing the sun is not made of a wall, but intermittent and long folding doors are made, and ventilation holes are left on the east and west sides.

Open a part of the folding door every morning to let the sunlight in without letting the heat dissipate too much; when the temperature is warm at noon, you can open most of the door on the south side, so that the crops planted inside can fully enjoy the sunshine; in the evening Keep door closed to keep warm.

The only problem with this is that because the doors are almost always open during the day, the original heat will basically be dissipated, so the temperature in the greenhouse must be able to rise quickly from evening to early morning of the next day.

If charcoal is used, it will cost a lot of money; but with old man Jiang around, at most he will work harder at night.

"Jiang Weng doesn't need to keep warm in the greenhouse during the day, and he can also come to the assorted food to continue working." Yan Moji stroked his chin and considered for a moment, then came to a conclusion, "Manpower will not be wasted, it is possible."

Old man Jiang's wrinkled face twitched when he heard it.

——This is not only not going to waste, it is simply squeezing the bone and sucking the marrow!

——Thinking that he will practice kung fu all night in this thatched brick mud house every night, let the fire and yang energy raise the surrounding temperature, and the next day he will go to assorted food to work as a helper...

——He never worked so hard to break through the bottleneck of martial arts when he was young!

During the communication with Chen Erlang, Yan Moji discovered that this young man under the age of 30 did have two brushes and was very knowledgeable about growing fruits and vegetables, so he simply handed over the constant temperature greenhouse to him.

Little did he know that Chen Erlang also admired Yan Moji quite a bit: this young boss not only has such a master of the rivers and lakes who is willing to do coolies under his command, but also has a good understanding of these farm work, and he looks at problems sharply, with many ideas It's amazing, no wonder you can bring mixed food to Qingzhou City by yourself.

and……

"Boss, I have one more request." Chen Erlang asked with some embarrassment, "The braised meat you brought last time, can you sell it at Assorted Food?"

Yan Moji was stunned for a moment: "Yes."

"That would be great. The last time you brought those, our family ate them all in one night." Chen Erlang pouted, as if he was reminiscing about something, and immediately realized that he coughed in embarrassment, "Once upon a time, Dad My eldest brother and I still don’t believe that the food at your place is delicious, but after eating it now, we realize that not only is dad not exaggerating, but we are a frog at the bottom of a well.”

Yan Moji didn't expect that the whole family would be so appreciative of his food, and he felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart, and said with a smile: "Then what do you want, tell Jiang Weng, he will bring it to you after he gets off work during the day .”

Old man Jiang twitched again.

But it's not that Yan Moji is deliberately squeezing his labor force.When I was in the small town, Qinggong food delivery has been realized in Shishishi for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that everything has not stabilized at the beginning of Qingzhou City, Yan Moji would still want to start the takeaway business right away.

According to Qian Ping, the gangsters here in Qingzhou City are no longer small fish and small shrimps in the town. He may not be able to hold them down alone, so let's wait for Li Si and the others to come together.

Yan Moji thought about it in his mind. Before he came to Qingzhou City, he told Li Si that he should wait for the message from his side, and come to Qingzhou City after his side stabilized.

Judging from the current situation, Assorted Food's start in Qingzhou City is not bad. If the development can keep up later, they can consider writing a letter to call Li Si and the others to come over in March and April.

But that's all future plans, the most important thing now is the first assorted food restaurant opened in Qingzhou City.

After the constant temperature greenhouse was built, Yan Moji specifically asked Chen Erlang to plant some vegetables with a short growth cycle as soon as possible, so that they could be used for assorted meals.

Chen Erlang hesitated for a while, and reminded Yan Moji that if it is a fast-growing vegetable, it needs a lot of manure to irrigate on the one hand, and on the other hand, the taste may be relatively bland.

For the first question, Yan Mo waved his hand, saying that there is no problem, manure can be bought!With the manpower of old man Jiang, if not, you can also hire some manure pickers!

——Old man Jiang's face can hardly move anymore.

As for the taste of the vegetables, Yan Moji intends to use these vegetables as hot pot dishes, no matter how bland the vegetables are, they will become tasty after a walk in the hot pot.

Under the careful coordination of Chen Erlang and Feng Wenlan, the first batch of fresh vegetables was delivered to the assorted food soon.

In such a cold and dry winter, thinly sliced, watery vegetables are served on the table, which immediately attracts the attention of diners.

In winter, princely families can spend huge sums of money to grow vegetables, but ordinary people can only eat Chinese cabbage that can be stored!

The last meal of cabbage, the next meal of cabbage, the whole person will become like cabbage!

——This assorted food, can you sell vegetables that are not in season?

- And the price is not too expensive?

Diners who had long been tired of eating cabbage and dried pickles gave generously, and almost every table ordered a portion of fresh vegetables for the pot.

The first batch of vegetables was looted, so Yan Moji took the time to do the math, because his price was not low, and this batch of vegetables even earned a lot of money after excluding fertilizer and labor costs!

With two more crops of vegetables, the construction cost he invested in the greenhouse can be recovered!

——Sure enough, people eat fresh food!

Yan Moji put the abacus aside, reported the profit to Ji Mingwu happily, and finally sighed with some regret: "Unfortunately, after two months of spring, our fresh vegetable business will not be able to do so."

Ji Mingwu washed his hands, patted the chair every day, let Yan Moji sit down, squeezed his shoulders, and asked, "What about the shed after the spring?"

He has a good understanding of himself as a son-in-law, and knows that this person is never willing to make a one-shot deal, and his principle is to make the best use of everything.

Yan Moji was enjoying his brother Wu's massage, and replied with a smile: "We can earn some tails at the beginning of spring, and after spring, we can turn the shed into an igloo."

Ji Mingwu was taken aback: "Igloo?"

"Yes, many seafood or finished snacks don't need to be prepared on the same day, they are semi-finished products made in batches, and they can be processed directly when they are used." Yan Moji picked up the abacus on the table, shook it lightly, Hearing the crisp sound of the beads colliding, he smiled slightly, "The main problem lies in fresh-keeping storage."

Ji Mingwu knows how to use ice to keep fresh, but experts of Jiang's level are hard to come by. Could it be that Yan Moji still wants Jianghu masters with ice-cold internal skills to come to him?

Ji Mingwu frowned slightly, and quickly passed through his mind the people in the Jianghu who were at the same level as old man Jiang, and whose martial arts were cold.

Yan Moji didn't pay attention to Ji Mingwu's expression, and just continued: "I don't expect an expert of Jiang's level. It shouldn't be a problem to recruit more Jianghu people who are slightly higher than Miss Wu. Quantitative changes can always lead to qualitative changes, and cold storage is not a problem. It must be below freezing."

Seeing that Yan Moji knew what was in his mind, Ji Mingwu was a little relieved.

But he still remembered it in his heart, if Yan Moji didn't find a suitable candidate, he would go to the Snow Mountain faction in the northern cold land...

...

In the far north, the head of the Snow Mountain School suddenly sneezed.

He stroked his beard, feeling a little puzzled, but he still said to the disciple in front of him: "This time you go down the mountain to practice, remember to go to Jianzong and Qizong to find out the tone of these two schools."

Wrapped in a coat of white bear fur, the disciple asked with some doubts: "Master, do you want to ask about Jinxiu Sect?"

The head of the sect nodded, and the hand stroking his beard stopped, with a rather sad look on his face: "Since the battle at Changyan Mountain two years ago, the master of false movements in the Jinxiu Sect was killed by 'One Heart Sword' Ji Jueyan. Killed more than half, and even the commoner hall master who has always dealt with the disputes in the rivers and lakes died on Changyan Mountain, and he was much more peaceful; recently, he suddenly started to move frequently, which is really worrying."

An elder next to him sighed: "I heard that Jinxiu Sect has a new master of virtual movement in recent years, and the new head of the commoner hall has also broken through the virtual movement realm. I am afraid that he thinks that Ji Jueyan is dead. Under the master, there is no other master in the world." People can be a threat to them."

The disciple hesitated for a moment, and asked: "The rumored No. 1 under the master, the 'One Heart Sword' Ji Jueyan, is he really dead?"

The head of the Xueshan sect shook his head: "Jianzong didn't say anything, but Ji Jueyan has indeed disappeared in the past two years. I am afraid that no one knows where Ji Jueyan has gone except for Jianzong and a few sects that have good friends with Jianzong."

"I heard that Jinxiumen used poison in the battle of Changyan Mountain." The elder also said regretfully, "Even if Ji Jueyan is still alive, his foundation is probably ruined. It's a pity, he is the most hopeful of this generation. The one who jumped over the dragon gate and broke through the master."

"It's not so easy to break through the Grandmaster. If you don't see a virtual master, you are like a crucian carp crossing the river, but there are only a few grandmasters." The head of the Snow Mountain School sighed, "Most people have not even touched the threshold of the Dragon Gate."

Several people regretted it for a while, and then got back to business: "In short, this time you go down the mountain, you must find out the attitudes of Jianzong and Qizong. The positions of the last three sects are related to the life and death of us small and medium sects!"

...

In Qingzhou City, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since Yan Moji arrived in Qingzhou City.

Not long after the seasonal vegetables were on the market, the reputation of the assorted food was in full swing. Yan Moji hired a waiter and a kitchen assistant to barely cope with the influx of customers.

In the current state, he would definitely be exhausted to grill fish by himself. After investigation, Yan Moji chose two honest and willing help cooks, taught them how to control the heat of grilled fish, and let them be good at controlling the fire and yang energy The old man Jiang assisted from the side, so he barely exhausted himself to death.

At first, he was a little worried that his brother Wu would not be able to hold on, but it turned out that Ji Mingwu was handling all the fish in the mixed food, and his brother Wu still had time to give him a massage when he came home from get off work every day.

Yan Moji felt more and more that Brother Wu was not like a normal person.

But today, Ji Mingwu, who had never asked for leave before, unexpectedly took leave, and left the job of killing fish to Qian Ping, without saying anything, and mysteriously went home first.

After Qian Ping took over, Yan Moji was still a little worried about his sword skills, but he didn't expect that the fish Qian Ping killed was not much different from Ji Mingwu's, and his sword skills were much better than Li Siqiang's when he showed his martial arts for the first time last year.

"This year, I haven't arranged much work for you that requires sword skills. How come the progress of sword skills is so obvious?"

Qian Ping smiled honestly, but felt a little unbearable in his heart.

——This is all forced out by the little uncle himself!

Yan Moji was overjoyed by Qian Ping's progress, so he decided to take a break for himself, and skip work early to see what his Brother Wu was doing.

——Could it be cheating?

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

After Feng Wenlan returned to Green Mulberry Valley.

Junior Sister: Senior Sister Feng, have you gained anything from this trip down the mountain?

Feng Wenlan: I learned how to make wine.

Junior sister:?

Feng Wenlan: There are also vegetables.

Junior sister:? ?

Feng Wenlan: There is also retting manure.

Junior sister:? ? ?