I rely on pancakes to become rich [farming]

The next day, it should be around five o'clock in the morning, Yan Moji yawned and walked out of the bedroom.

Last night seasoning, stuffing, potting, and lighting the oil lamp until late at night, I came out in the middle of the night to meet Ji's father who brought the trailer, and then went back to continue working, and almost tired him to the ground.

Father Ji also had a look of disbelief that he would turn over a new leaf, but it seemed that Father Ji and Ji Mingwu had the same bad-spoken temper. They only watched him sigh, and helped him load the stove and charcoal on the trailer in advance, and did nothing else. Said and went back.

This made Yan Moji even more determined to make good money to make up for the damage that the original body did to those who cared about him.

And at night, Ji Mingwu seemed to have slept directly in his carpentry room, and did not go to sleep in their wedding room. This disappointed Yan Moji, who was looking forward to sharing the bed with a handsome guy, and spurned "himself" again The behavior of driving Ji Mingwu out on the wedding night.

——Even straight men can sleep in the same bed!Look at Brother Wu's temperament, don't you want him to do something?It made me feel ashamed to speak up even if I want to bring him back to sleep now!

Yan Moji yawned, went to the side of the water tank first, scooped up a scoop of clear water to wash his face, let the cold well water stimulate himself to wake up, and then prepared to prepare the stuffing and batter that he stayed up late yesterday Get on the trailer.

Just as he was about to move, the door of the carpentry room was pushed open again, and a well-dressed Ji Mingwu slowly walked out.

Yan Moji was startled: "Brother Wu? Woke up so early?"

Ji Mingwu took a deep look at him, nodded, and limped over, his voice still hoarse in the morning: "Can you help me?"

——Holy shit, the same voice after the fact, I'm going to die!

Yan Moji was aroused by this extremely sexy voice, and secretly cursed his Wu brother is really a tortured little goblin, and coughed twice: "No, no, take a good rest, Wu brother , I’ll just load these things into the car.”

After that, he ran to the kitchen in a hurry, and worked hard to lift up all kinds of pots and pans, trying to clear all kinds of yellow waste that flashed in his mind.

The "little goblin" seemed completely unaware of why Yan Moji was so active all of a sudden. He only frowned a little, and walked slowly to the trailer, watching Yan Moji go back and forth several times to bring everything up.

"Okay, I'll go out and hire a porter to drag the car out for me."

Yan Moji clapped his hands and smiled confidently at Ji Mingwu.

——When he got up, he still wanted to tow the truck by himself, but with all his strength, the trailer carrying the stove didn't move at all hahaha...

Ji Mingwu glanced at him in silence, lifted the crutch under his arm with his right hand, and reached for the handle of the trailer with his left hand.

Yan Moji saw that his Brother Wu wanted to drag the car out by himself, and immediately became anxious: Brother Wu, can't accept the fact that he is limping and has become a powerless man?That's all right!Don't be brave!He doesn't dislike it at all!Brother Wu is so handsome, he should be a vase at home and look as beautiful as a flower!

"Brother Wu, don't—"

Before he finished speaking to stop him, Yan Moji seemed to be stuck in his throat. He stared dumbfounded at the big cart that he couldn't drag even with all his strength. Down, move forward lightly.

Yan Moji: "???"

Brother Wu pushed a fake car, right?

A cripple, with one hand on crutches, and the other hand can easily move forward with a large trailer full of things?

Damn, he was exhausted to tow an empty car himself!

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Ji Mingwu helped Yan Moji to drag the trailer to the place he had chosen before, and then went back calmly under Yan Moji's eyes mixed with admiration and admiration.

Watching Ji Mingwu limping away, Yan Moji put away his fragmented impression of Ji Mingwu as a "poor, helpless and fragile little white rabbit", and re-established the "poor, helpless and fragile, but capable little white rabbit". "Image.

——The strength of his brother Wu is too strong, what did he eat to grow up?

But it's already opened, so Yan Moji put away these miscellaneous thoughts and focused on the hot frying pan in front of him.

Now that the sky is getting brighter, early porters and women shopping for vegetables have appeared on the street in twos and threes, and other early stalls have already started shouting.

Yan Moji rubbed his hands, waited for a few porters who looked like customers to approach, scooped up a spoonful of batter, and began to spread the pancakes, while saying hello:

"Guest officer, would you like some flat pancakes? They are very delicious!"

The porters over there originally wanted to go over to buy some steamed buns, but seeing Yan Moji's movement of spreading the pancakes was quite novel, they couldn't help coming over out of curiosity.

A porter asked curiously: "Xiao Langjun, what are you?"

Yan Moji uncovered the pancake that was just cooked, put it in a basket beside him, and replied with a smile: "This is called pancake, and it came from somewhere else. Do you want to try something new, sir? There are all kinds of fillings. have!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the pots and bowls with various fillings on the side, and there were various flavors he carefully adjusted last night.

The porter looked at the pancake that was as thin as parchment paper in Yan Moji's hand in surprise: "Hey, how much is this stuff, how do you eat it?"

"Originally three pennies a piece, but this is the first time I've opened a stall today, and the first five are only charged two pennies! You can add any fillings." Yan Moji smiled sincerely.The young man with red lips and white teeth, coupled with a specially practiced gentle smile, immediately made people feel good about him.

The porters looked at each other in blank dismay. The porter who asked the question just now hesitated for a moment. Although he felt that the original price was a bit expensive, but thinking that it would only cost two cents earlier, he still wanted to try something new, so he nodded: "Give me a piece, stuffing …Just this and this, and more chili.”

It is not difficult to make pancakes. After the pancakes are spread out, fry the fillings prepared in advance and spread them on top. Then roll up the pancakes and stack them into pieces, and then fry them a little to make the wheat aroma of the pancakes burnt with the filling. Combining the fresh spices of the ingredients, bite it down, and there is a layer of soft and tender fillings in the slightly hard pancakes, which can be called the most suitable pancake food for breakfast.

Yan Moji showed off his movements, and the bamboo clip and wooden shovel in his hand were flying up and down. After a while, a steaming pancake was ready, wrapped in oil paper, and handed it to the person in front of him with a smile. First guest:

"It's ready, try it!"

The porter wiped his hands on the sweat lapel, took a bite, and the combination of the fragrant stuffing and the tough pancake made him squint his eyes: "Oh, it's really delicious!"

He wasn't afraid of being hot, so he ate one in twos, patted his stomach, wiped his mouth with some unsatisfactory expression, and gave Yan Moji a thumbs up: "You... pancake? It tastes pretty good!"

Yan Moji was not surprised by the first customer's reaction. With a smile on his face, he scooped up another spoonful of batter: "You think it's delicious, you come here often! Would you like to have a taste, too?"

With the first person to eat crabs, the porter's companions no longer suppressed their curiosity, and bought a copy of the crab to try something new, and asked for more stuffing and frying for a while.

Yan Moji's opening was auspicious, with a friendly smile on his face all the time, his hands kept moving, and several copies were sold out quickly.

The number of people gradually increased. Because pancakes had never appeared before, the townspeople passing by were very curious about this food that looked like a piece of leather paper. Many people couldn't help it. Buy a copy and try it out.

After eating, most of the people were full of praise, and it became a live advertisement to encourage people who came later. As the sun rose higher and higher, more and more people got up early. Drink a sip.

While pancakes were being spread, Yan Moji suddenly heard a slightly familiar voice: "Eh? Isn't this Ji's male wife?"

Yan Moji looked up - yo, isn't this Aunt Zhang, one of the women who pointed at him in the alley yesterday?

Now this aunt looked surprised, rubbed her eyes lightly with rough hands, and said politely: "What are you doing? Helping others to look after the stall?"

——Yes, this aunt's first reaction turned out to be someone else's mess?Obviously now I keep spreading pancakes in my hands, okay?

Yan Moji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he also knew that the original body's deeds were too typical, so he didn't argue with her, but put on a smile: "Aunt Zhang, this is a new diet I learned from other places, do you want to eat it?" Try it?"

The auntie Zhang glanced at the pancakes that Yan Moji had just made, her two sparse eyebrows frowned, and she reluctantly accepted Yan Moji's new personality of "the prodigal son turns back without money", hesitated for a moment, thinking about what to do It's a neighbor in the neighborhood, so if you can take care of the business, you can take care of it, and you just nodded: "Then come for me too—"

"Sister-in-law Zhang, don't be confused!"

Suddenly, a woman who accompanied Aunt Zhang interrupted her, and said with a sneer, "This daughter-in-law of the Ji family is not a good thing, you dare to eat what he makes?"

Huh?

Yan Moji turned his attention to this woman whom he didn't know in memory. Seeing the undisguised contempt and disgust in her eyes, he raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "This aunt, I wonder who you are?"

The woman sneered, she didn't bother to talk to him at all, she pulled Aunt Zhang and wanted to leave.

Aunt Zhang looked at the woman uneasily, then at Yan Moji who was smiling kindly with flour on his face and oil stains on his sleeves, hesitated for a moment, sighed, and stood on the spot On the ground, he took out three copper coins: "I happen to be hungry right now, give me a piece of this pancake."

Yan Moji quickly made a copy, handed it to Aunt Zhang, and only charged two pennies, and said with a smile: "It's my first day opening today, and our neighbors only charge you two pennies." Come on, be careful it's hot."

Just as Aunt Zhang took over the pancakes, the woman next to her sneered again: "It sounds nice, what's the point of saving this penny? You're giving it away for nothing! You might as well grab it for three pennies each!"

Mrs. Zhang, who came together with the words, couldn't listen anymore, and frowned: "Sister Wang, this is too much. Ji's daughter-in-law is also in business, how can she lose money, and I can't take it."

"Oh! Speaking of which, who doesn't know him?" The woman got excited, crossed her waist, and pointed at Yan Moji's nose, "A big man, drinking and gambling all day long, who knows what you are doing?" Keep your eyes open, everyone, this is the prodigal daughter-in-law of Carpenter Ji's family, you buy his food, be careful that he doesn't know what good things to put in it when he's drunk!"

The other people next to him were taken aback when they heard the words, and subconsciously looked at Yan Moji with hesitant eyes.

Faced with the eyes of everyone, Yan Moji still had a gentle smile on his face, but his heart was as clear as a mirror:

This is to smash the field!

The author has something to say: pancakes were a common breakfast near my home when I was very young...now I don’t see them much when I go back to my hometown, oh