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Chapter 706 The Morning of Barley

In the mornings in the villages on the plains at the foot of the mountains, the singing of insects and birds is always indispensable, and of course the fireworks that the farmhouse should have are indispensable.

The sky is already bright, and the sun just came out. The light passes through the morning mist, dreamy and blurred, and the dew on the wheat branches is crystal clear, trembling and dripping with the breeze.

Wang Yan wore a peaked cap on his head, pressed his hair that was sleeping like a chicken coop, wore sportswear, and stepped on sneakers. After a burst of sprinting on the asphalt road in the wheat field, he gradually lost weight. Accelerate until you come to a complete stop.

Panting slightly, Wang Yan took out his phone from his pocket and looked at the data on the exercise software.Run 45 kilometers, time 225 minutes, pace 57.I opened the browser and searched for the world record for the half-marathon, which was 31 minutes and [-] seconds.

Wang Yan nodded in satisfaction, stretched his arms and kicked his legs to stand up straight and stretched.

On a whim, he ran with almost full strength.Ever since he tested his own body in his own company and found that it was beyond the acceptable range of ordinary people, he never had a physical examination again, because it was too shocking, which is obviously bad, and he himself did not The method independently completes a full range of physical examinations, so that's it.

The same goes for sports on weekdays, there are always people watching. In order to avoid attracting too much attention, he also performs at the level of an athlete.

The Yunmiao Village where he is now is different. It is relatively remote and has a small population. Even the locals in the village seldom run so far to wander around the wheat fields after five o'clock. Of course, it is very convenient for him to run wildly.

Although the timing of the mobile phone may be a little off, in fact it will not be that far off. It is about ten seconds, and the error is within 200 meters.If this result is announced, it will definitely cause an uproar.

And although he was almost at full strength, he didn't really go all out.He runs at a constant speed to the greatest extent, and tries to run as fast and as long as possible when his body can support it.In other words, he still has the energy to run another [-] kilometers at the same speed.

As for the explosive sprint, he didn't test it, because he paid more attention to the numbers after the decimal point, but it must be within eight seconds.This is much higher than the world record of [-] seconds, because at this level, it is extremely difficult to increase it by one millisecond.

After walking around for a while, Wang Yan calmed down and punched on the deserted road.Huhuhahe, tossing and turning, ended the day's daily exercise and started the daily day.

When he returned to the village, it was less than seven o'clock.

At the restaurant at the entrance of the village, just like what Yang Guanjun said last night, there is a restaurant named 'Yiwei' with a big steamer at the entrance, and the steam is rising.If I guessed correctly, the owner of this shop should be called 'Yiwei'...

Wang Yan strolled over and greeted, "Boss, what are the stuffed buns?"

"Sauce meat, beef, just these two kinds, and steamed buns without stuffing." The boss who was busy inside came out, introduced their prices to Wang Yan, and opened the cage at the same time, let Wang Yan Look at the size of the steamed buns.

Baozi is a normal bun, neither too big nor too small.Wang Yan glanced at it and said with a smile, "Let's have a drawer of sauced meat and beef, and add some side dishes."

The boss put on the steamed stuffed bun and asked with a smile: "Haven't I seen you before? Are you new? You live in a small courtyard? I still have tofu nao and soy milk here, do you want it?"

"Yes. Let's have two more bowls of tofu."

"Then I won't charge you for this small dish. Our side is very good, but it is blocked by the outside, otherwise our place will also be popular. You have to play it well. If you don't play well, then It's such a pity. If you need help with anything, you can find me. This backyard is where my house lives, and it is always there. Oh, by the way, you can also come to my house for dinner. I am very good at cooking, and I will give you a [-]% discount .”

After packing the buns, the boss made a small plastic bag, and put all kinds of small pickles he made himself in it, which is quite generous.

Wang Yan believes that the other restaurants will probably say the same thing and make the same choice. This should be discussed by the previous bosses.No one wants more tourists than those who open their doors for business.

Perhaps Xie Zhiyao, a college student returning home, and Huang Xinxin, a college student stationed in the village, were present to communicate.After all, as shown in the play, the combination of these two people is the collective will of the villagers in Yunmiao Village.Although there are still some messy things that hinder the progress, on the whole, these two people have become the masters of Yunmiao Village.

"Then tomorrow at noon, I'll come over and have a taste, and I'll order you four dishes and one soup first." Wang Yan smiled and nodded, "Okay, boss, there are too many pickles, you can eat three meals. "

"The pickles I made are very delicious. You'll know when you get back." The boss put on some more and said, "Just come over tomorrow, and make it to order."

"I'm just afraid that there won't be any ingredients for ordering. Boss, don't worry. I don't have any taboos. I will definitely come over and just cook your special dishes. In this way, I will transfer another [-] to you as a deposit. Tomorrow at noon I'll be here around eleven o'clock."

While talking, Wang Yan simply scanned the QR code and paid for the breakfast together.

The boss grinned: "Look, well, you must be satisfied."

Wang Yan took the buns and pickles with a smile, held them in his hands, said hello to the boss, and wandered back towards the courtyard.

After entering the yard, Wang Yan didn't see Ma Qiushan getting up early.It can be inferred that this kid Machushan should be a night owl.After all, they broke up and went back to sleep last night, between ten o'clock and eleven o'clock. Basically, according to the rest time of adults, they can wake up around seven o'clock.After all, there is no class, and I am idle all day, so there will be no energy consumption.Ma Qiushan wants to cultivate his body and mind, so it is inevitable to go to bed early and get up early, have breakfast, practice Baduanjin and so on.

But if Machu Mountain didn’t rise, then it didn’t rise.Wang Yan felt that this greasy middle-aged man who used Nokia in front of people on weekdays was probably playing with his smartphone at night, and the light in the small square frame illuminated his silly greasy face... Of course not Excluded, people stayed up all night thinking about the comeback project.

Without going back to the house, Wang Yan went directly into the kitchen, and saw the back of a long-haired woman in brown loose pajamas, cleaning the pan there.

After making some noise on purpose, the woman looked back.What Wang Yan saw in front of him was a man with greasy hair and a good-looking appearance, his eyes were dazed, tired, and a bit dazed and innocent.

Not to mention that Wang Yan can see the doctor, just looking at the dark circles under the eyes of this woman, one can tell that this is a player who has been working irregularly for a long time.

He raised the corner of his mouth and showed a friendly smile: "Is it Barley? How are you? I'm Wang Yan, I just came here yesterday."

"Ah? Ah..." Damai froze for a moment, "Wang Yan, hello."

"Do you want to make breakfast?"

"Yes, cook noodles."

Wang Yan patted the steamed buns on the table: "The freshly baked steamed stuffed buns at Yiwei Restaurant at the entrance of the village are filled with sauced meat and beef stuffing. I bought quite a few. Let's eat together. Oh, yes, seeing that bag Is it? It’s full of local specialties, take whatever you want.”

Damai let out a long breath: "Thank you, but I want to eat noodles."

"It's okay, then you can make more? Let me try it too, and we'll eat it together. The day's plan lies in the morning, but you have to eat a good breakfast. Let's eat together, there are more tricks."

After a short thought, according to the serious work and rest time, it is already a "black day" Damai thinks carefully, the sauce meat buns at Yiwei Hotel are still good, she just came in the village two days ago because she was in bed. After wandering around for two days, I ate the buns there once.Thinking about it now, I really want to eat it, the taste of pickles seems to be okay...

After careful consideration, Damai nodded solemnly: "Yes."

"Then I'll get some specialty products and eat more. I wanted to ask you to come down for dinner last night, but Nana said that you are an internet writer and she couldn't disturb you, so she didn't invite you."

"Correct me, I'm an internet writer, and I'm not a writer yet. Yesterday Nana told me on WeChat that you want to feed me duck and pig's trotters, thank you. I cooked noodles."

There was a moment of silence in the box room, Wang Yan cut some meat platters, and Barley waited for the hot water to boil without saying a word.

After a while, Damai seemed to suddenly think of something: "That king..."

Looking at the charming woman in her 20s who suddenly got stuck and crashed, she was trying to remember, with a bit of embarrassment in her eyes, Wang Yan showed a friendly smile: "Yan."

"Sorry, I forgot for a moment."

"It's okay. What do you want to say?"

"Do you want eggs? Poached eggs!"

"Two, thank you." Wang Yan smiled and nodded.

Barley let out a cry, and before the hot water boiled, he trotted to the refrigerator with his slippers on and got two eggs out, closed the door of the refrigerator and went back, and knocked two eggs into the pot neatly.

She has cooked noodles and laid eggs more times, and she has also summed up her experience.When the water boils to a boil, turn down the fire, and slowly and gently beat the eggs in.In this way, the egg liquid will be rolled together and become a perfect poached egg.

Seeing the two eggs gradually forming in the pot, Damai nodded in satisfaction...

Wang Yan was sitting at the dining table in the back, holding his phone while watching Damai entertaining himself.

This girl is quite interesting, she is very dull, and she is still the object of the task.In fact, her qualifications are quite good, and her level of writing novels should be sufficient.Because of the windy courtyard, the house price is not high, [-] for three months.

Xie Zhiyao wants more people to come to Yunmiao Village to drive tourism and consumption in Yunmiao Village.On the other hand, guest rooms also need turnover, which is why Xie Xiaochun said that he decided to renew the lease half a month in advance.There are always standards for homestays, and the decoration always costs money. The homesteads of three families are always rented.And the aunt who does the cleaning also needs to be paid.They are not hot spots in themselves, and there are not many tenants, so we still cherish every customer.In this case, there is no problem in negotiating a price of 7000 yuan.According to the information provided by the living father, the house he lives in is seven thousand and three months.

Damai didn’t come here to travel. She didn’t have much to spend except for food and drink. The prices here are not bad, and she can cook by herself. Adding up all kinds of miscellaneous things together, she also needs 3000 yuan a month, and the room fee is [-]. thousand.And her parents are not very supportive of her writing novels, so there is a high probability that they will not support her with a lot of money.Because for this sake, the only thing parents can control their children is money.

So from this point of view, barley should support himself, at least 2000 a month.But obviously, if you really only earn 5000 yuan, no one will choose to spend more than [-] yuan to rent a house to live in. Damai started writing full-time after graduating from university, and he still has work in his hands. It is more than [-].According to the normal situation, there should be a base of seven or eight thousand.

But writing online novels, earning seven to eight thousand is already rare.Either more readers, or more, only these two.According to what is said in the play, Damai's writing is still a niche category, so it should be of a certain level.

On the other hand, in the play, she left the windy courtyard and returned to her hometown. She lived alone with a dog, which means that she lived in a house by herself and was not with her parents. The family conditions are also good. .But she is not confident, not cheerful, not lively.

Wang Yan believes that the main reason is that she has a pursuit in writing, she wants to write good articles, she wants to write fire articles, but she still struggles, she has to write niche categories.In this niche category, she is not very strong yet.This creates contradictions. Gradually, you can't get what you want, you can't get angry if you want to be angry, you can't fly if you want to fly, and you become more anxious and irritable.

As a result, it further affected her spirit and her writing state.The more I write, the more I can't write, and I feel that writing is difficult.But online novels need to be updated for a long time and a lot, the more difficult it is, the more difficult it is.I feel like I'm scratching my head and can't write, so naturally I can't sleep well.Such a vicious circle, little by little, she became more and more closed.If it takes a long time, it may not necessarily be depressed...

Cooking a noodle is very fast, and in a short while, Barley divided two bowls of noodles out.One bowl is less, one bowl is much more, one bowl has only vegetables, and the other bowl has two eggs.

"The noodles are ready, come and serve them. That...it's a bit hot, be careful." While speaking, Damai carefully pressed his slender fingers against the upper part of the bowl, and the heat had not yet spread up.

"Did you forget my name again?" Wang Yan got up and walked over, and picked it up with one hand.Although he looks tender, his skin is really rough and fleshy.

"No." Damai shook his head in denial without even thinking about it, and changed the subject, "I forgot to bring you chopsticks."

"Aren't there convenient chopsticks on the table?"

"Oh, I didn't see that."

Wang Yan looked at the two pairs of plastic-wrapped convenient chopsticks in the middle of the table, and the topic changed somewhat abruptly.He sat down and took apart the chopsticks, rubbing the burrs of the chopsticks with each hand: "My name is Wang Yan."

"Well, I know."

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