I rely on pancakes to become rich [farming]

After letting Ji Mingwu experiment with making desserts, Yan Moji was very pleasantly surprised, so he finalized the plan for Ji Mingwu to temporarily replace Qian Ping as the host of the dessert station.

Compared with the familiar Qian Ping, Ji Mingwu was indeed a bit unfamiliar with making desserts at the beginning, but his learning ability is extremely strong. Yan Moji demonstrated once or twice, and he can basically complete the painting according to the gourd painting. After practicing a few times, he can get started up.

Although what Yan Moji taught him was some streamlined pastry making, this terrifying learning efficiency still made Yan Moji doubt once again, how many immortal apprentices did the Sect Master accept to feel that his martial arts Brother, this level is "talented and dull"?

——Ordinary people like him don't exist in the eyes of that suzerain...

But Yan Moji's previous concerns were not groundless.

Ji Mingwu changed into a clean and tidy uniform, with his hair tied up, and his handsome side face working hard, even Yan Moji's husband and wife who get along day and night are fascinating, let alone those dessert station employees who have never seen Ji Mingwu a few times.

Yan Moji saw several little girls pretending to be passing by, holding cups, brooms and dustpans in their hands. As soon as they reached the door, their pace slowed down, their eyes boldly looked in, and when their eyes lingered on Ji Mingwu's face, he couldn't help it Blush a bit.

Obviously when Qian Ping was around, these women talked to Qian Ping with a normal face, except for the basic defense between men and women, there was no special performance at all...

Sour bubbles kept popping up in Yan Moji's heart, he cast a sideways glance at Ji Mingwu who was still practicing making desserts, and cursed "little fairy" in his heart.

——He himself shows up outside all day long, and he is never so attractive!

Fortunately, those little girls all knew that the handsome man in the back kitchen was the owner's husband, and most of them were just passing by for an eye addiction, and they didn't show any bad intentions.

However, this still temporarily dispelled Yan Moji's initial decision to move the back kitchen behind the counter so that customers could see the back kitchen, relying on Brother Wu's good looks and wonderful "performances" to attract customers.

——No one should covet his little goblin!

When the afternoon was approaching, a man came over and said that the boat that Yan Moji asked people to look for had been found.

Yan Moji's face became a little more serious, he exchanged a glance with Brother Wu, and nodded.Ji Mingwu washed his hands and went out with Yan Moji.

...

The Uppong boat carrying the bodies of the Qiao family couple was found on the bank of the Qinghe River, some distance from Qingzhou City.

Yan Moji originally wanted to find Qiao Dani, to see if he could send her back to the small town.

But there were only two rotten corpses in the black-covered boat, and the bag of silver that Qiao Dani took with her had disappeared; according to the person who found the boat, the clothes of the Qiao family and his wife still had traces of being searched for, and there was no penny on their bodies. All gone.

There were no traces of struggle or struggle on the boat. It is speculated that Jodani left on her own.

Yan Moji was silent for a long time, sighed softly, paid for it himself, and built a simple tomb for the Qiao family and his wife outside Qingzhou city, and buried them together in it.

I bought some paper money and joss sticks, lit them in front of the grave, sprinkled a glass of water and wine, and died without a trace.

Yan Moji stood in front of the grave, looking at the low tomb, and after a while, he raised his head to look at the sky, and exhaled.

Although he felt disgust towards the Qiao family couple, he had no hatred for them.

The Qiao family was nothing more than the greed and viciousness of the villains. All their lives they only wanted to give birth to a boy to extend their incense, so they bought the original body in desperation after having several daughters in a row; and then abandoned the original body after giving birth to a boy again. It's like walking on.

But no matter how much fear and resentment the original body had towards them, the Qiao family at least gave the original body enough food and clothing. The original wish was to separate the family as soon as possible, leave the Qiao family, live a good life by himself, and no longer be with Qiao The family is involved.

Now, except for the escaped Qiao Dani, all the members of the Qiao family were killed by the people of Jinxiumen. Even though it was caused by their original identity, Yan Moji still felt a little guilty.

Setting up a grave for the Qiao family and his wife, and then burning this piece of paper money, can be regarded as his kindness of nurturing for Yuan.

After coming out of the field, a drizzle of drizzle suddenly fell from the sky.The rain was thinner than a hair, and it disappeared almost before it hit the ground.Yan Moji didn't bother to run back quickly, and walked slowly with Ji Mingwu.

Walking slowly along the path stepped by the predecessors, Yan Moji felt a little depressed, and suddenly asked: "Brother Wu, you never knew my identity before?"

After being rescued by Ji Mingwu from the boat of Jinxiumen that day, Yan Moji and Ji Mingwu had a long talk on the lone boat for a long time, but because Yan Moji was relaxed and exhausted after being rescued, he fell asleep without listening to much.

Because Ji Mingwu promised to tell him everything, Yan Moji was not in such a hurry to get to the bottom of it. After returning to Qingzhou City, he started to deal with the assorted food as a priority.

After paying homage to Qiao's couple for the last time in place of the original body, Yan Moji suddenly remembered something: Jinxiu Gate obtained the identity of the original body from the royal family, so where did Brother Wu know about it?

Ji Mingwu followed beside him, he was stunned for a moment, and sighed softly: "I learned it from Senior Brother Yan."

——Brother Yan?

Yan Moji was stunned for a moment, and quickly thought of this surname: "Is... my relative?"

Ji Mingwu nodded: "It's your biological elder brother."

Yan Moji was stunned for a moment, then stopped in surprise: "Dear brother?"

——According to the Hall Master Jing of the Jinxiu Gate, isn't the original body the eldest son of the eldest princess?

——The "Senior Brother Yan" that Brother Wu said is also the child of the Eldest Princess?

Based on Yan Moji's understanding of the antagonistic relationship between the royal family and martial arts in this world, how could the eldest princess' son not join the Sword Sect?

Regarding Yan Moji's question, Ji Mingwu shook his head: "I don't know the reason why Senior Brother Yan worshiped Jianzong. I think it is nothing more than the imperial court's checks and balances against Jianghu sects."

Yan Moji nodded, not much interested in this, and continued to ask: "Your Senior Brother Yan already knew... my whereabouts?"

——If you already knew that the original body was living in a small town and was adopted by Qiao's family, why didn't you come to find the original body as soon as possible?

——If the original body had been found and returned to a wealthy family early, it would not have been so decadent and wandering, drinking and dying to death.

In fact, there is one thing that has always puzzled Yan Moji: Since the original body is the son of the princess, how could he be kidnapped and sold so easily?It's just that he asked Ji Mingwu the night before yesterday, but Ji Mingwu didn't know much about it.

Ji Mingwu understood Yan Moji's implication, and mistakenly thought that Yan Moji was dissatisfied with his elder brother who knew that he was living among the people but did not come to find him. Brother Yan, it's not that he doesn't want to come looking for you, it's because he's trying his best to clear up the humiliation for the Yan family."

Yan Moji was startled again: "What?"

"Your father is the son of the former prime minister. He was proud of the spring breeze. He was once the accompanist of the current sage, and was married to the eldest princess. His disciples were all over the place. It turned out to be infinitely beautiful;" Ji Ming Wudao, "just one day, I don't know What happened to the court, the news that Jianzong learned is that the reputation of the Yan family has been ruined, Prime Minister Yan was abolished, your father was given to death, the eldest princess was forcibly reconciled, and all other family members were exiled."

Before, Yan Moji only heard from the Hall Master Jing of the Jinxiu Gate that he was the "son of the eldest princess", and did not mention his identity as a son-in-law.

Didn't expect that the original body's father turned out to be from the prime minister's family, and had already been confiscated and exiled?

"Senior Brother Yan went down the mountain to inquire after hearing the news, and found that the members of the Yan family who were exiled to the Southern Wilderness were met by bandits on the way..."

The unfinished meaning in Ji Mingwu's words made Yan Moji's heart twitch, a trace of blankness appeared on his face, and he murmured: "The Yan family... is gone?"

——The childhood home that I had been longing for and looking forward to for my relatives countless times, so many years from full of anticipation to ashes in my heart, it turned out that it has been wiped out and no longer exists?

Looking at the blank expression on his face, Ji Mingwu felt distressed in his heart, and his hands around his shoulders tightened a little, and he said in a low voice: "The destruction of the Yan family is obviously targeted by someone, except for the big one who is under house arrest in the palace. Eldest Princess, only Senior Brother Yan who worshiped under the Sword Sect, and you who were kidnapped and trafficked when you were young escaped unharmed.

"Brother Yan has already found out about your whereabouts, but the Yan family is still wearing a crime, he doesn't want you to be involved, so he asked me to protect you for the time being, and told me not to tell you these things, I just wish you could live your own peaceful life."

Yan Moji looked at him: "You just agreed to come down?"

Ji Mingwu's face darkened slightly, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, showing a wry smile: "I just survived the battle at Changyan Mountain, and my mood and martial arts have been ruined. Doing something for Senior Brother Yan is not in vain."

Yan Moji looked at the front in a daze, and after a while, he sighed softly, and all the questions in his mind were answered.

——Why did the original body come from a wealthy family in his memory, but after so many years, he still couldn't wait for his family to find him;

——Why was the original body suddenly married into Ji's family, and even though he drank and gambled all day long and neglected the family property, Ji Mingwu never gave up on him.

After being silent for a while, Yan Moji glanced at Ji Mingwu. In Ji Mingwu's gentle and worried eyes, the depression suddenly dissipated, he smiled again, patted his arm, and suddenly said jokingly: "Then we are destined, The place where I was bought happened to be your hometown."

Seeing Yan Moji showing his face, Ji Mingwu also raised a slight arc, and replied, "Yes."

——What Senior Brother Yan told him was actually the information about the group of Ren Yazi back then. When he found Ren Yazi's den and tortured him to find out the whereabouts of Senior Brother Yan's younger brother, he was really surprised to find that he was in his hometown.

——It’s just that I can’t think of a reason, so it can only be attributed to fate.

The two of them walked forward together again, when Yan Moji suddenly remembered something, his face changed slightly, he frowned, and turned to look at Ji Mingwu: "Brother Wu, I remember that the hall master of Jinxiumen said that you still have a wound on your body." Poisoned?"

Ji Mingwu paused, nodded: "Yes."

Yan Moji suddenly became anxious: "Are you okay? How can I detoxify?"

Seeing his anxious face, as if he was afraid that he would die suddenly from the poison, Ji Mingwu laughed instead, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm fine, although the poison can't be cured, I forced it to my right leg with internal force, It's all right."

Yan Moji cast his eyes on the right side of Ji Mingwu's body leaning on crutches, and suddenly realized: "Your legs can't move because of this?"

"Ah."

Yan Moji was stunned: That is to say, his martial brother allocated a part of his internal energy to suppress the poison, so he could still hang and beat the hall master of Jinxiumen?

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "Doesn't that mean that as long as you detoxify, your legs can return to normal?"

"Ah."

"Is there a way to detoxify? Has your master read it?"

Ji Mingwu didn't seem to care about the inability to move his right leg at all, and he replied as he walked: "Brother Yan took me to the Green Mulberry Valley, and asked the people in the Green Mulberry Valley to treat me, but the poison is said to be from the master of the Jinxiu Sect. The owner of the Green Mulberry Valley cannot be eliminated."

Yan Moji's expression suddenly darkened.

Ji Mingwu comforted him and said, "Brother Yan went to the capital and said that he would also find a way to help me find a way to detoxify. You don't have to worry."

Yan Moji naturally believed in the judgment of professionals when it came to Jianghu matters.It's just that this involves his brother Wu after all, even if he knows rationally that there is no need to worry or that worrying is useless, he still can't help but feel anxious about it emotionally.

But Yan Moji didn't want to be bothered by this kind of anxiety all the time, and wanted Brother Wu, a poisoned person, to comfort him in turn, so he changed the subject and asked another topic he cared about: "Brother Wu, what are your plans in the future?" ?”

Ji Mingwu was startled: "What plan?"

Yan Moji thought for a while and said, "Although I don't know much about your Jianghu martial arts situation, you have made a breakthrough now, right? Are you still planning to stay in Shijinshi?"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Moji suddenly felt that the smile on Ji Mingwu's face seemed to fade a little, as if he had become a little unhappy.

"Brother Wu?"

Ji Mingwu pursed his lips, raised his eyes, looked directly into Yan Moji's eyes, and said seriously, "I thought we could live like this forever."

Yan Moji paused slightly, and looked at Ji Mingwu in surprise.

"You make big assorted food, and I will escort you, okay?" Ji Mingwu looked at Yan Moji, and his voice became softer unknowingly.

Yan Moji was a little at a loss, and subconsciously said: "I thought, Brother Wu, you would be more interested in breaking into the rivers and lakes..."

——There are also a lot of Jiang Hu people in Shi Jin Shi, from Yan Moji's perception, those Jiang Hu people at the bottom have suffered a lot, are tired of fighting, and just want to find a home in Shi Jin Shi; Most of them just want to settle down in the assorted food for a period of time, and obviously they are more eager for the life of wandering around the world in fresh clothes and furious horses.

——Even Li Si and Qian Ping in the past felt this way.

So Yan Moji thought that a swordsman like his martial brother who became famous at a young age and looked down on the world might not want his martial arts to be buried in the firewood, rice, oil and salt, and would rather go out and fight the world.

Ji Mingwu stared at him, his face suddenly warmed up, and he smiled lowly: "Ah Ji, do you know how the Jinxiu Gate ruined my state of mind when I was in Changyan Mountain?"

Yan Moji didn't expect Ji Mingwu to mention this suddenly, he didn't understand, but he still replied: "Didn't you use that joss stick?"

Ji Mingwu shook his head: "That joss stick is just a vain entanglement that can give birth to a false environment. As long as you have a firm belief and stick to unity, you will at most be disturbed and will not suffer too much."

Yan Moji nodded——his brother Wu's concentration was the most surprising of all the people he had ever met in his two lifetimes. Not only could he concentrate on himself, but he could even drive the people who watched him to calm down and concentrate.

"What really shook me was what the head of the Jinxiumen Commoner Hall said to me at that time." Recalling the Battle of Changyan Mountain, Ji Mingwu's face slightly showed a trace of melancholy, "He said, 'Heroes use martial arts to break the ban, and martial arts have already passed away. It has become a malignant tumor that endangers the country, the country and the people, and it should have been completely extinct long ago'."

"Heroes use martial arts to break the ban", Yan Moji has heard this sentence in his previous life.

Warrior warriors always use force to violate the law and endanger the safety of ordinary people's homes.After all, after possessing power beyond ordinary people, the binding force of secular laws becomes weak, and it is difficult to restrain those dark thoughts that breed only by relying on the inner moral sense.

This time, Yan Moji also personally experienced how people in the Jianghu regard human life as worthless. Ordinary people may be nothing in their eyes, and they will be crushed to death without frowning.

If the whole world is full of people like this, then it can indeed be called a cancer.

Ji Mingwu started from the side, looked at Qingzhou City shrouded in rain, and continued: "I thought about it at the time, and found that what he said was somewhat reasonable-people in the rivers and lakes, Yu Liming, the people really did nothing, on the contrary, they started from the people of Li. The common people are absorbing nutrients here; not to mention those small sects that search for land, that is our Jianzong. Those who maintain the income of the entire sect are renting out fields, building industries, and even employing most of them are ordinary people.

"—If martial arts itself should be abandoned, then what's the use of me practicing martial arts?"

Yan Moji saw the confusion on Ji Mingwu's face, opened his mouth, and was about to hold back a few words to comfort him, when he suddenly saw Ji Mingwu turn his head, his eyes were clear and firm, without any trace of confusion.

"Fortunately, I met you, Ah Ji."

Yan Moji was slightly taken aback.

"You let me discover something that I never considered before—is martial arts really of no benefit to the common people?" Ji Mingwu looked at Yan Moji, his black pupils suddenly filled with joy and gratitude, "No, Even the most basic way of eating, there is room for the integration of martial arts.

"Martial arts is not a cancer in this world, it's just that people who practice martial arts don't think of using it for the right way."

Ji Mingwu looked at Yan Moji tenderly, his voice was low but solemn as if every word could smash gold:

"You gave me faith again, Ah Ji."

Yan Moji suddenly didn't know what to say. He never thought that his sudden and unexpected actions would have such a major impact on Ji Mingwu, so he stammered: "I, I didn't think so much..."

Ji Mingwu still had a smile on his lips, stretched out his left hand to gently hold Yan Moji's right hand, and said with a smile: "You don't have to put too much pressure on me, I'm not asking you to do anything, it's just on your assorted food, I see the possibility of integrating martial arts and society in the future—you just need to do what you want.”

This last sentence was the third time Yan Moji heard Ji Mingwu say it.

It was only this time that Yan Moji understood the profound meaning contained in his Brother Wu's words, and understood the meaning of "escort" that Ji Mingwu said earlier.

He lowered his head, exhaled lightly, and whispered to himself: "The integration of martial arts and people's livelihood... sounds like a great thing."

Ji Mingwu was slightly taken aback, thinking that Yan Moji didn't understand, and just about to explain a few more words, he suddenly felt his hand tighten a bit, and the young man in front of him also raised his head, his eyes were bright, full of fighting spirit and energy .

The corners of Yan Moji's lips curled up slightly, he looked straight at Ji Mingwu, and said with a smile: "However, it's my goal to make a big assorted food. I won't let go of such a useful tool for martial arts! Brother Wu, what do you want?" Please help me!"

Ji Mingwu looked at him, and suddenly laughed, and gently squeezed Yan Moji's palm: "Okay."

...

After paying homage to the Qiao family and his wife, he asked someone to look for Qiao Dani one last time. After Yan Moji returned to Qingzhou City, he stopped by the temperature-controlled greenhouse to have a look.

That day when Jing Yushan from Jinxiumen sneaked into the temperature-controlled greenhouse, he knocked out everyone in the greenhouse, but he didn't kill them. I don't know if he was worried or didn't bother to kill these ordinary people.

Therefore, after Chen Erlang and the others were awakened by Feng Wenlan, they didn't know what happened, and looked confused; when they found out that the Dong family had been taken captive, they couldn't help being shocked and talking a lot.

There were also a few farmers who thought that the assorted food shop was gone, and they would leave sooner or later, so they stole some items and slipped away.

Feng Wenlan was busy taking care of Qian Ping in the assorted food, and hadn't come back at all in the past few days; old man Jiang was responsible for picking up Ji Mingwen and running around during the day, and only came back to meditate late at night.

Yan Moji comforted the farmers in the constant temperature greenhouse, and gave each of them some condolence money to comfort them because of the unexpected disaster they suffered; Yan Moji also arranged for the scattered farmers who stole things and ran away. Report to the official and wait for the result of the Yamen's pursuit.

Although the things those people stole are not worth a lot of money, not even as much as the sympathy money Yan Moji sent to the peaceful farmers, but theft is a problem that Yan Moji attaches great importance to and must be eradicated, so he did not hesitate to report to the officials , as a warning to others.

In the end, Yan Moji met old man Jiang alone. He first thanked him for saving Qian Ping that day, and for protecting Ji Mingwen these days, and finally gave him a small white porcelain bottle.

Old man Jiang took the porcelain vase, fell silent for a while, and vaguely guessed: "This is my master?"

"This is the antidote to the poison that Wenlan gave you back then, it can completely remove the poison from you." Yan Moji pointed to the porcelain bottle in his hand, "Eat it, you don't have to be bound by mixed food anymore. "

Yan Moji had considered it over and over again, and after discussing with Ji Mingwu, he made this decision.

At the beginning, the old man Jiang who came to the door was regarded as a coolie. On the one hand, they really did not have enough manpower, and on the other hand, it was because they punished the old man Jiang for trying to rob Yan Moji.

It's just that now, assorted foods can be considered in Qingzhou City, and the manpower is also very abundant. There are also a few low-level Jianghu people who can know the fire and yang, so don't have to hold on to old man Jiang;

On the other hand, old man Jiang rescued Qian Ping from Jinxiumen three days ago, which made Yan Moji especially grateful.

After getting along with Qian Ping for so long, Yan Moji has already regarded Qian Ping as a friend, not just a member of Assorted Foods.

The old man Jiang was silent for a while, uncorked the bottle, poured out the pill and ate it, but he didn't get away, but looked at Yan Moji, who seemed a little awkward, but still insisted: "Master, can you let me stay here?" Assorted food continues to work?"

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

Li Si: Ping, you said that the little lady at the dessert stand asked you for weight loss tips?

Qian Ping: Yes.

Li Si: People just treat you as a best friend, and they have a good impression of Xiao Shishu's performance.

Qian Ping: ...