I rely on pancakes to become rich [farming]

Ji Mingwu's eyes didn't fluctuate at all, he just opened his mouth to say something, when Yan Moji rushed over and covered his mouth.

Yan Moji was dying of anxiety.

What's going on with his brother Wu?

Didn't you see that the second brother Lin, who is collecting debts, is full of tendons, and there are so many brothers with weapons behind him!

You said Brother Wu, you are a cripple who can't move a leg and can only walk with a cane, what are you fighting against this casino's debt collection thugs!

Even if Brother Wu is a little bit stronger... can he still compare with other professional fighters?

Why didn't he see that Brother Wu was such a tough guy?

If Brother Wu's handsome face was hurt because of his debts, then he would feel guilty and distressed to death!

Fearing that he would really offend Second Brother Lin, who had a bad temper just by looking at it, Yan Moji tightly covered Ji Mingwu's mouth with one hand, and pressed down the crutch that Ji Mingwu stretched out with the other hand, facing the already Brother Lin, who was flexing his fists and feet, forced a smile:

"Second Brother Lin, Brother Wu has no other intentions, he is drunk, please go slowly!"

Second brother Lin looked at the crippled and weak entangled together, curled his lips in disgust.

He really didn't have much interest in bullying people who would fall when the wind blows, and if they were more sensible, he wouldn't bother to argue with them.

Seeing Yan Moji suppressing Ji Mingwu, Second Brother Lin sneered, squeezed his fist like a demonstration, and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, then left with his head held high and led a group of younger brothers who were still laughing.

Seeing that Second Brother Lin and his group had gone far away, Yan Moji let go of Ji Mingwu. He was in a hurry, and a little angry, he stood in front of Ji Mingwu, staring at his face that was as calm as if nothing had happened. Asked the same question:

"Brother Wu! What were you doing just now! Why are you so angry with those people! What if they lose their temper and hurt you? Can you beat them?"

Ji Mingwu didn't blink his eyes, and looked at the angry and worried eyes of the young man in front of him with black jade-like pupils. After a moment of silence, he said slowly, "Your Moyu..."

"Is Moyu as important as you!"

Yan Moji interrupted Ji Mingwu without even thinking about it, "In the future, let's find a way to get it from him slowly, or forget it if we don't come out, can this kind of thing compare to human safety?"

Ji Mingwu was startled again, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he looked at Yan Moji with some doubts.

Yan Moji met his puzzled eyes, only to realize that his current attitude was a bit different from the original body - after all, the original body kicked Ji Mingwu out of the room because Ji Mingwu asked one more question about Mo Yu.

"Hey, what I mean is, let's think of other ways in the future." Yan Moji coughed dryly, "This kind of person is nothing more than greedy for some money. In the future, if we make a lot of money, we can spend it to redeem it."

Ji Mingwu frowned, his face returned to a calm state, and he took a deep look at Yan Moji.

Yan Moji was stared at by Ji Mingwu's deep eyes, and unconsciously... his eyes straightened.

——Oh my god, Brother Wu is so handsome... I am looking at him with such affectionate eyes, right?

The "affectionate" Ji Mingwu saw his son-in-law look like he was wandering away again, Ji Mingwu, who couldn't figure out what Yan Moji was thinking, sighed, put the crutch back under his arm, and limped towards another direction go.

Yan Moji was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses: "Brother Wu, where are you going?"

Ji Mingwu didn't look back, just waved his hand as a response, and continued to walk forward slowly.

Yan Moji was a little worried that his Brother Wu had a stubborn temper and wanted to make trouble with Second Brother Lin, but seeing that Ji Mingwu was leaving in the opposite direction from Second Brother Lin and the others, he was a little relieved.

——Brother Wu is also really like a boring gourd. He usually doesn't talk, but whenever something happens, he wants to make a big deal...

——But what can I do?Brother Wu is so handsome, why don't you choose to forgive him!

Yan Moji belatedly looked at his right hand that covered Ji Mingwu's mouth and nose just now, recalling the feeling of Ji Mingwu's breath on his palm, his old face flushed again, and he returned with sweet and satisfied troubles. house went.

——His brother Wu is really a troublesome little fairy!

..............................

When "Little Fairy" came back, it was already getting dark, Yan Moji put on his clothes for going out at night, and was wondering if Brother Wu didn't come back, would he go out and hire a porter to tow the truck for him.

Ji Mingwu stepped on the door, his expression slightly uneasy, he took a look at Yan Moji, and was about to come over to help him tow the car.

Over the past few days, Ji Mingwu has always been in charge of towing the truck. Yan Moji has long been used to it. He only looked at Ji Mingwu's brows with a gloomy expression, and asked curiously:

"Brother Wu, what happened?"

Ji Mingwu glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and said frankly: "Your Moyu, that Lin Er may have sold."

Sold out?

So little time?

Yan Moji was taken aback for a moment, and immediately reacted:

The second brother Lin probably didn't believe that he could make money after getting Moyu, so he went directly to a pawnshop or the like to sell Moyu, right?

This was a bit beyond Yan Moji's expectation.

After all, if Mo Yu is still in Brother Lin's hands, it's easy to say, doing business is nothing more than grabbing what the other party wants most, and then offering a value exchange, as long as Brother Lin is not a saint who wants nothing, Yan Moji He thought to himself that he still had some confidence in getting Mo Yu back from Second Brother Lin.

But if Moyu was sold...not to mention the few people who handled it, if it was sold outside the town, where would he find a buyer in this age without internet or telephone?

But the matter has come to this point, Yan Moji himself has nothing to regret.

After all, if he didn't think of a way to send Brother Lin away first, Ji Mingwu's small courtyard might have been smashed by those thugs.

It was the original body's fault to owe gambling debts, how could he let Ji Mingwu, the one who offered generous acceptance, have his only residence destroyed by debt collectors?

But Ji Mingwu specially went out to help him inquire about the news, so that Yan Moji could clearly see again the thoughtfulness and tolerance of his nominal husband.Even with the character of Yuan Shen, she was willing to put herself in his shoes and consider for him.

So after Yan Moji was stunned for a while, he deliberately put on a nonchalant smile: "It's okay, we can just buy it after we have made money."

Ji Mingwu glanced at him indifferently, but didn't make a sound.

This matter has been revealed for the time being.

In the next few days, Yan Moji was busier every day.

The reputation of pancakes has been somewhat spread. Every morning and evening, the stalls are sold twice, and the ingredients for the preparation will be swept away.

As for more raw materials, Yan Moji couldn't spread them all by himself.

But there are other ways to increase earnings.

In the past few days, under Mrs. Zhang's gossip, he visited some familiar neighbors around him, greeted them with a smile, reversed the bad impression left by his original body, and at the same time bought a lot of winter clothes from these neighbors. Stocked bacon salami.

These bacon and sausages are minced and can be made into pancakes filled with mature meat. The price can be raised by a penny; slices are provided as optional accessories for pancakes. Those who are not bad at money and love meat are willing to buy more Pay for an extra copy.

Because Yan Moji bought it at a higher price than the butcher shop, the neighbors in the neighborhood were also very happy, and every household was willing to sell some of the sausage and bacon stored by him.

And even if there is a little extra money, in fact, the income of the pancakes is actually counted, and the overall profit is still a lot more. It is very cost-effective to reverse the bad image of the original body and advertise the pancakes again.

In this way, Yan Moji can earn six or seven hundred cash a day.

Yan Moji was so happy that he couldn't keep his eyes open every night when he counted the money.

In such a fulfilling and happy day, before I knew it, another seven days had passed, and it was time for the door-to-door debt collection.

Yan Moji prepared three taels of silver in advance, and waited for that Second Brother Lin to come to his door.

Although he has earned more than four taels in the past few days, since the debt collectors are no longer aggressive and demolish the house if they disagree with each other, he needs to save some money to buy a griddle for spreading pancakes.

In addition, Yan Moji is also planning for the future - it is impossible for him to spread pancakes on the street for a lifetime, right?

Despite the wind and the sun, the money was actually quite hard earned.

The gourmet restaurant he opened in his previous life, after coming to this world, he also wanted to see if he could open it again.

Anyway, all the recipes and techniques are in his head. As long as the capital is in place, Yan Moji is fully confident in replicating a modern gourmet restaurant or even a gourmet street in ancient times!

Of course, this grand blueprint only exists in Yan Moji's brain, and the most urgent thing at present is to solve the problem of gambling debts.

Although loans are common in modern business, gambling debts are different from ordinary debts.

only……

Standing at the door, Yan Moji looked hesitantly at the man in front of him who was leaning on a cane with dark circles, and asked tentatively, "Second Brother Lin?"

Second Brother Lin was alone, without any other brothers. One eye had a bruise the size of a bowl, and a wooden stick was clamped under his right arm as a temporary crutch. He dared not touch the ground with his right leg. Unable to conceal her astonishment, the muscles on her face twitched immediately:

"Is the silver ready?"

This Second Brother Lin...has been taught a lesson?

After Yan Moji was surprised, he bit his tongue lightly, trying not to let a gloating smile appear on his face, and quickly took out the money bag from his arms: "Here is three taels of silver, Second Brother Lin, please take a look."

Brother Lin collected debts for the casino, how could he fail to see the smothered smile on Yan Moji's face, and a trace of anger could not help but appear in his eyes.

It's just that when he saw Ji Mingwu who came out behind Yan Moji, this trace of anger dissipated without a trace, and turned into deep fear and fear.

After ticking off the IOU, Second Brother Lin stuffed both the IOU and the silver into his bosom, then took out a small bag, threw it to Yan Moji, and said in a vicious voice:

"Master... I forgot to bring it last time, so I returned it to you this time!"

Yan Moji was stunned for a moment, opened the bag, and sure enough, he saw the piece of Mo Yu that he had mortgaged to Second Brother Lin half a month ago.

Huh?Didn't Brother Wu say that Mo Yu was sold by Lin Er?

Looking at Lin Er's miserable appearance, could it be that...?

Yan Moji glanced at Ji Mingwu subconsciously, but found that Ji Mingwu's expression remained completely motionless, his eyes were indifferent, and there was nothing unusual about him.

It seems that I am thinking too much.

Yan Moji thought amusedly, his Brother Wu is just an ordinary carpenter with stronger strength, and one leg is still lame, how can he have so much energy to teach Lin Er, a thug who collects debts for casinos, a lesson?

Probably Lin Erge offended someone somewhere else?

"Second Brother Lin brought it here on purpose, please go slowly!"

After seeing off Second Brother Lin, Yan Moji happily went back to the house holding Mo Yu.

And Ji Mingwu was a step behind Yan Moji, his eyes looked at the seemingly ordinary and empty alley, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said a few words silently with his lips:

"Good job."

The author has something to say: As Zuo said in the previous chapter, today’s update is advanced to now~ it won’t be updated at 9 pm, and it will be updated at 9 pm tomorrow, okay~