Sweet entertainment circle

The moon was hollow, and He Ming rubbed his waist and climbed onto the bed. He had been making pastries for a day today, and he was already exhausted, especially his thighs and calves, which were already sour, were trembling at the moment.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"Bah - no, Xiao Yu, are you still asleep? Or did my brother wake you up?"

In order not to wake up his younger brother, He Ming did not turn on the light when he entered the room, but when he was lying down, the muscles in his legs were stretched, and the sudden pain made him groan softly, but he did not expect that He Ming would woke up.

"Brother didn't wake me up." He Yu got up and pressed the switch on the wall, "What's wrong with brother? Let me press it for you."

After getting used to the bright light in the room, He Ming removed the hand covering his eyes, only to find that his younger brother's eyes were red and swollen, obviously from crying.

He Ming quickly sat up. After seeing off Huo Mingzhu today, when he returned home, people from the village came to his house to buy pastries. As a last resort, he made another batch. The whole morning was so busy, and in the afternoon he He was busy preparing the ingredients and molds for the cakes that he was going to sell in the town tomorrow, so he didn't pay attention to his younger brother.

It was only then that he remembered that his younger brother was indeed a bit too silent today.

"Xiao Yu, what's wrong?"

"Brother, Xiaoyu is fine, let me massage your waist!"

He Ming grabbed the little hand that his younger brother stretched out, pulled him into his arms, and sighed, "Is there anything that Xiao Yu and brother can't say?"

"Wow..." After the words fell, He Yu burst into tears, "Brother Fatty said that after sister Mingzhu left, she would never come back. She is a lady from a rich family in a big city, and she will definitely leave her soon." We all forgot."

He Ming guessed that he was sad because of Huo Mingzhu's departure, and raised his hand to wipe away his tears, "Then do you believe in Brother or Fat Brother?"

"But... Fat Brother said that sister Mingzhu eats delicacies from mountains and seas every day, and after she eats more delicious pastries, she will not like brother's pastries..."

"Brother assures you, no."

He Ming is full of confidence in his pastries.In the previous life, none of the concubines and princes in the palace ate delicacies from mountains and seas all day long. They would get tired of any dish in the imperial dining room, but they never got tired of his pastries.

He Yu's tear-stained eyelashes trembled, his brother's cakes were so delicious, and he also believed that sister Mingzhu would never forget them, but he was still uneasy, "But..."

"No but." He Ming interrupted him, and put his hands on his shoulders, "Xiao Yu, even if Mingzhu in the future really forgets us, it's God's arrangement. You must know that some people appear in our In life, it is to teach us to learn to forget."

He Yu didn't understand his brother's words, but he saw sadness on his brother's face, and there was an emotion he couldn't describe, "Does my brother have any friends that I can't see?"

He Ming came back to his senses and patted his younger brother's head. Perhaps the night was too quiet, and he couldn't hide all the secret voices. He couldn't help but said to his ten-year-old younger brother, "Well, my brother also has it. However, brother's friend, brother will never see him again."

He Yu understood the meaning of never seeing each other again. When his parents died, his elder brother told him that they would never have parents again, and they would never see each other again.

"Brother is not sad, Xiaoyu will always be by his side."

Hearing this, a warm current surged in He Ming's heart, dispelling the astringency that had arisen, "Is Xiaoyu still sad?"

He Yu shook his head, compared to his elder brother, he was much luckier, at least his sister Mingzhu was still alive.

The next day, He Ming woke up just before dawn. Last night after he comforted his younger brother to sleep, he himself suffered from insomnia. He stared at the bright moonlight outside the window and thought about the past for a long time, but the more he thought about it, the more he became sober. Woke up at dawn.

"He Ming, have you been up all night?" When Mrs. Zhang came to help, He Ming had already prepared all the pastries to be taken to the town.

"No, wake up early and wake up."

"You child, look at the bottom of your eyes are all black and blue, you can't fight like this." Mrs. Zhang now finds He Ming more and more pleasing to the eye. Seeing him working so hard, she is relieved and at the same time can't help but feel distressed.

He Ming had never met such a benevolent elder since his parents passed away in his previous life. Later, even if he became a celebrity in the palace, everyone was flattering and flattering. For Grandma Zhang's concern, he was touched from the bottom of his heart. .

"Grandma Zhang, I know. I'm going to trouble you again today. It's the first time I go back to the town to set up a stall today. I don't know if the pastry will sell well. I will leave the family affairs to you."

"I'll get angry if you're so polite to me again." Mrs. Zhang glared at him, seeing that he had already packed everything, she didn't say much, "Going to the town to set up a stall is no better than our village, you Just be more careful."

Regarding the precautions for setting up a stall in the town, Mrs. Zhang told him a lot in the past two days, and she told him several times last night. Remembered."

"Okay, then I won't say more." Mrs. Zhang has seen He Ming's performance during this period, and knows that He Ming is indeed much more sensible and mature than before.

Hejia Village is not far from Qingshui Town, and it only takes 25 minutes by bus. After all, it is the first time for He Ming to ride a tricycle on this kind of big road, and the muscles in his calf and calf are still sore. Fortunately, he had already prepared early today and set off early. When he arrived at the stall he had found before, most of the shops in the commercial street hadn't opened yet, and there were no stalls around.

He Ming was not in a hurry, so he parked the tricycle beside the cold drink shop, took out a book and sat on the steps to read it.

A few days ago, He Yu encountered an arithmetic problem while doing summer homework, so he asked him casually, but he read it for a long time before he managed to do it. Although his younger brother didn't say anything, He Ming himself felt ashamed.

Afterwards, he realized that the subjects he studied in this era were not the same as those he learned in his previous life. He was able to solve the math problem of his younger brother because of the memory left in his mind by the original owner.

He Ming liked reading in his previous life, but unfortunately he belonged to a businessman and was not allowed to take the imperial examination. After his family fell down, he had no money to hire a gentleman. He learned the four books and five classics well, but he only learned superficially in arithmetic.Since everyone in this era has the opportunity to study, He Ming still wants to read as much as possible, and he still wants to go to university.

At nine o'clock, the number of people gradually increased, and the shops on the street opened one after another. Not far from his pastry stand, there were a few people pushing carts selling breakfast. All good.

He Ming didn't want to swallow a fat man in one gulp, but seeing that the steamed stuffed bun seller across the street had already sold two big steamed stuffed buns, and his own cakes were still unavailable, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

For the cakes sold this time, He Ming specially made a few more styles. In addition to the pastries sold in the village before, he also added glutinous rice cakes and slightly sour lemon cakes.

Glutinous rice cake is glutinous rice flour with sugar. He also mixed some fruit stuffing with honey, and then made it with green tea and glutinous rice flour to relieve heat. As for lemon cake, it is more complicated. Put in the horseshoe powder and mix well.

Compared with the previous pastries, these two types are more complicated and have more raw materials, so the price is naturally higher.

"Wow..." A girl whispered from the crowd, He Ming looked up and saw a few girls walking towards him pushing and shoving.

"Do you guys want to buy pastries?" He Ming hurriedly put away the books, but unfortunately, these girls were dressed too coolly, so he didn't know where to look.

"Handsome guy, how do you sell these pastries?" The girl who was pushed in front of her was not exquisite in facial features, but she was dressed very stylishly. Although she was asking about the price of pastries, her eyes were staring at He Ming in a daze.

He Ming looked embarrassed, but he was the first customer to come to the door after all, so he still enthusiastically introduced, "I have seven kinds of pastries here, these kinds are five yuan a piece, these kinds are seven yuan a piece, What flavor do you want?"

The girl on the right of the tall man pursed her lips, "Handsome guy, what you sell isn't pastry, it's your beauty, how can it be so expensive?"

In addition to the fat girl on the left looking at his pastry with shining eyes, the other two girls behind him also echoed, "That's right, although you are handsome, the pastry is too expensive, and you can catch up with it." I love the desserts in Tianshuo.”

Good things are never afraid of comparing goods. In the previous life, his cakes were sold at a higher price than other shops. Every day, people complained that his house was expensive, but the business in front of his pastry shop was the best.

Therefore, He Ming was not angry when he heard what they said. He took out a porcelain plate and a small food cutter from the cabinet, took out a piece of each kind of pastry with gloves, cut it into small cubes and placed it on the porcelain plate. On the plate, I gave each of these girls a toothpick, "Try it first."

In fact, when He Ming opened the glass cabinet, the hearts of these girls were a little moved. The sweet smell that came over them was really alluring.Especially the fat girl among them, when she heard that she could try it for free, she didn't hesitate at all, took the toothpick and inserted three small dings into her mouth.

"Delicious, it's the first time I've eaten such a delicious pastry." The fat girl put another small piece into her mouth, squinted her eyes, with a look of enjoyment, "Hey, really, every kind of pastry is special. It's delicious, you all have a taste."

Fat girl, as the foodie of their sister group, did not disgrace her reputation as a foodie at all, she could eat a piece of pastry like crazy, seeing her ecstasy, the others couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

These girls usually pay the most attention to the maintenance of their bodies, and they have always kept a respectful distance from these desserts. They just came here to strike up a conversation because they saw that He Ming was good-looking.

Under the temptation of the fat girl, several people finally couldn't help trying a small piece, and soon, the few pieces of cakes that He Ming had cut were exhausted.

"Handsome, can't you be less?"

"That's right, I've bought so many, how about a discount?"

"Damn, I can't believe it. In my lifetime, I will buy pastries worth 200 yuan!!!"

He Ming is not very good at bargaining with others, but he will not lower the price. After all, the cost is there, but as the first big order, several girls are taking turns acting coquettishly, so he has no choice but to take a step back, "Discount No way, making pastry is a meticulous job, it takes a lot of energy, and the raw materials are not cheap. I didn’t make much money from you at this price. However, you are my first batch of customers today, so let’s give each of you an extra piece .”

"God, handsome guy, don't tell me, you did all these yourself"

He Ming blushed, a little embarrassed, "I don't have anything else to do, I just make some pastries."

A group of girls gasped, ah hey, what do you mean by that embarrassing look on your face?

"Handsome, can we take a picture with you?"

"Ok?"

"We don't want you to get a discount, and we don't want you to send pastries, so why don't you take a photo with us?"

There are five of them, and it costs at least 25 yuan for each of them to send a piece of pastry, and 25 yuan can be saved by taking a photo, "Okay."

On the same day, a food blogger with the nickname "I'm getting fat" posted a Weibo: Tell you, what is beautiful and delicious!Let me also tell you what it means to rely on talent when you can rely on beauty!Finally tell you, what is called pastry!

There is a picture with a nine-square grid under the text, seven of which are close-ups of He Ming's pastries, and one is a close-up of He Ming himself, and the one in the middle is the first batch of customers at He Ming's pastry stand.

In the evening, this food blogger gained [-] followers, and instantly changed from a small transparent food blogger with [-] followers to a big transparent blogger.

The author has something to say: I felt a little uncomfortable yesterday, so I didn't update it, so I will update it earlier today.Hula la, little angels, don't abandon me.