Farmer's Favorite

In the huge mansion, besides Zhuang Xinyan and Lin Qi, from this day onwards, there is another little guy.

The black pup was lying on the front door, motionless, and fell asleep soundly.

Zhuang Xinyan kicked him lightly with his feet, and the dog raised his head and shook his head. He didn't hold on for a while, and then changed to a comfortable position and lay down on his stomach. Not long after, he fell asleep and started snoring.

Still want to guard the door with this guy?

Zhuang Xinyan thought about whether to return the product directly.

Lin Qi picked up the pup, put it into the prepared kennel, and said softly: "The charcoal cake is still young, it's time for lethargy, just wait until it grows up."

Zhuang Xinyan didn't take it seriously. The pup was very lively when he was begging for food, but he fell asleep when he came to the gatekeeper. Except for this one in his family, there is probably no one else.

After closing the door, the two came to the kitchen next to them.

During this period of time, the flower cakes sold better than before.

After all, after two days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is a good choice to send some fresh pastries during the festival.

In this way, the business that had fallen back was pulled up again.

The making of flower cakes is actually not difficult, and Zhuang Xinyan didn't intend to keep it a secret. Gradually, Xiao Yi and Grandma Ma, who often came to the kitchen, learned it naturally, and Lin Qi had been taught by him hand in hand. .

And these three people were all people that Zhuang Xinyan trusted very much, and there was no sign of worry at all.

Today, when he came to the kitchen, he didn't make flower cakes. Instead, he took out the ingredients he had prepared earlier and planned to make some mooncakes.

One lotus paste mooncake and one red bean paste mooncake.

Either way, he didn't intend to do more.

In addition to what I eat at home and what I give away, I plan to make about [-] in total.

The taste of moon cakes is naturally comparable to flower cakes, and the meaning is better.

But it can't stand the high cost of ingredients, especially lotus seed paste. Unless you want to do business like Bafang Pavilion and do business with rich people, ordinary people are not willing to spend this money.

However, on weekdays, it is good to eat by yourself.

Boil the lotus seeds and mash them.

Lin Baocheng entered the door carrying a burden at this time. After looking around, he stepped forward and asked, "Brother, what do you need from me?"

At first it was Brother Zhuang, and then the second brother-in-law. After a long time, Lin Baocheng simply called him brother.

Hearing this, Zhuang Xinyan got up, washed his hands, counted half a tael from the side, and handed it over, he said: "You have a lot of places to go, help me collect some eggs and duck eggs, three cents a piece, and thirty cents will give you a penny more."

Lin Baocheng stood up straight suddenly, rubbing his hands together and said, "Eggs are cheaper than duck eggs, and they cost three pennies a piece?"

"You kid knows that the price of eggs is low, so why didn't you expect the price of duck eggs to be higher? Don't collect all the eggs for me. The price of chicken and duck eggs is balanced." Zhuang Xinyan said, the price of eggs is lower than Sanwen, but the price of duck eggs is higher. Three articles, the balance between the two is almost the same.

But Lin Baocheng chuckled: "Brother, you look down on me too much. If you really want three pennies, I will make some money. What about the money here?"

Zhuang Xinyan said: "Depending on your ability, whatever you earn is your own."

The price he gave was quite reasonable, at least he went outside to collect it himself. As he said, it was his own ability that Lin Baocheng could really make a difference.

Lin Baocheng was very happy. He earned tens of renminbi every day selling flower cakes, and collecting eggs would add a lot to his income.

Now, in his heart, Zhuang Xinyan is closer than his own brother.

Lin Baocheng, who was carrying the burden, walked away happily. Mrs. Lin Ma glanced at Lin Qi, shook his head and said, "Baocheng is a sincere child, and Zhuang Xinyan is willing to give him a hand, so he can see that he is not such a stingy person. If the people in your family don't play those tricks, why don't you fear that you won't be able to live a good life."

A wry smile appeared on Lin Qi's face.

When he returned home earlier, what his sister-in-law said made him really hopeful, thinking that they had figured it out.

It was just because of what father said later that they broke up unhappy.

I thought that my sister-in-law would come back again, and for my nephew's sake, he would help Zhuang Xinyan to think of a way to find him a job, regardless of wages, the more tired the better, this would also change the situation. Change your eldest brother's temper.

However, after so many days, there is no sign of the eldest brother and sister-in-law. Thinking about it, what he said before was just casual talk.

Lin Qi said in a soft voice: "Shuang'er is the same for the water splashed by the married daughter. I can't control them for the rest of their lives. They can do whatever they want."

Moreover, among the family members, Lin Dong is what he cares most about.

Seeing that Lin Baocheng is so motivated, Lin Dong's life in the future will not be bad.

"What are you talking about? Come and see how my mooncakes are doing." Zhuang Xinyan waved his hands, he was obviously a big man, but his face was showing off a funny look, which made Lin Qi's mild sadness disappear immediately.

He stepped forward, looked at the yellow round cake in Zhuang Xinyan's hand, and asked, "Is this a moon cake? Can I eat it?"

Zhuang Xin stretched out a hand and pinched his cheek lightly, "Greedy cat, you have to roast it."

There was already some powder on his fingers, and now it's on Lin Qi's cheek.

Zhuang Xinyan wanted to wipe it off, but the more he wiped it off, he really looked like a cat.

Lin Qi reached out and grabbed his wrist, squinted at the powder on his fingertips, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands clean bit by bit.

Zhuang Xinyan understood the meaning of pushing an inch.

After wiping this hand, he put the moon cake on the table and stretched out the other hand.

After wiping his hands, he put his face on his front again, and said with a smile, "I have some on my face too, wipe it off for me."

Lin Qi endured without covering his face with the veil, wiped it casually a few times, and then pushed him away.

Zhuang Xinyan held his hand and took the handkerchief over, "Wait, I'll wipe it for you now."

Lin Qi's handkerchief was a bit old, but it was washed very clean, but because it was made of coarse cloth, it was a bit painful when rubbed on the skin. Zhuang Xinyan's force was very light, but Lin Qi didn't feel the wiping. It was like a feather scratching his face, with a little itchiness.

He shrank back slightly, pushed the person in front of him out, and said, "Hurry up and get busy."

How could Zhuang Xinyan not listen to what his husband said, and turned around to prepare mooncakes, but his legs were heavy, only to find Dahei from Lin Wuzhu's family squatting beside him.

"Woof!" The big black dog barked.

"I'm here to feed Charcoal Cake, I'll take it there." Lin Qi glanced at it and was about to leave.

Another ancestor came, Zhuang Xinyan stopped him and said, "I'll go."

As he spoke, he stepped out the door, Dahei seemed to understand, and followed him out.

One person and one dog came to the gate of the house, and Zhuang Xinyan opened the door.

The dark-haired pup fell asleep for some reason, and fell asleep from the kennel to the threshold again.

Dahei leaned forward and sniffed it, then pulled the sleeping pup under his belly with his hands, the pup smelled the milk, and started to eat the milk without opening his eyes.

Zhuang Xinyan looked at Dahei, raised his eyebrows and said to it: "Are you going to spoil me with a playboy, right? How old are you going to feed him?"

"Wang Wang!"

Zhuang Xinyan knelt down and looked at it, "Tomorrow is not allowed, your son has to rely on himself, is it possible that you plan to pamper him for the rest of his life?"

Dahei hooked his front paws on the pup, let out another 'woof', and lay down on the ground, ignoring the person in front of him.

Zhuang Xinyan frowned, thinking whether he should go to Lin Wuzhu to return the product.

"I'm warning you, don't think of charcoal cakes." Lin Qi stood behind with a smile on his brows and eyes. In his eyes, Zhuang Xinyan before was not like a childish child.

Zhuang Xinyan snorted coldly, he shouldn't have brought the pup back, look, it's only been a few days, Lin Qi is being petted like a treasure, the dark and autumn is not good-looking at all, and he is still being hugged and coddled.

After Dahei finished feeding, he wagged his tail and left.

Charcoal cake had some energy, stretched her short legs and stretched her waist.

Then, shaking his head, he walked to one person's feet, and called out with a milky voice.

Lin Qi bent down, told it to hold it in his arms, and took it to the kitchen.

Zhuang Xinyan, who was left behind, was even more unhappy. He caught up and said, "The charcoal cake is still inseparable from its mother, why don't we send it back first, and come back when it grows up?"

Lin Qi didn't even look at him, but ran along the hair of Charcoal Cake, and said, "Didn't you just say that Cinder Cake is too big, so you won't let Dahei come?"

"It was just now, now is now." Zhuang Xinyan stepped forward to stop him, and said with aggrieved face: "It sticks to you, so you ignore me."

Lin Qi frowned, and stuffed the charcoal cake into his arms, "Then let it stick to you, you have a good time with it, and let it come to the door in the future."

After finishing speaking, Diameter walked into the kitchen.

The two palm-sized charcoal cakes twisted their bodies, screaming with milky voices, as if they were complaining.

Zhuang Xinyan supported it with his hands and stared at it for a long time before he weakly recognized the reality.

……

Several days passed.

The gate of Bafang Pavilion in Genshan Town.

A man was carrying a load, looking at the majestic gate, he wanted to enter but didn't dare to enter, he came and went, which puzzled the people around him.

The waiter in the store looked at it for a while, and was unwilling to talk to him, after all, there are many people like this, if they come in, they will treat them nicely, but if they don't dare to come in, they don't care.

It's just that this person's time was too long, and he was blocking the middle of the gate, blocking the guests who came to the door.

So, a person came forward, with a smile on his face, and asked: "Brother, are you here to buy something in our shop? You can come in and take a look."

"No, no, no." The man quickly shook his head, swallowed a bit, and then said, "I'm here to find someone, the shopkeeper Yuan Yi."

"Treasurer Yuan?" Xiao Er sized up the man, but he was not sure what was going on with this man. After all, their shop also collected wild goods from the mountains, so maybe they were here to sell something. So, in the words He couldn't help but be a little more polite, "Brother, come in first and have a seat. I don't know what's the matter with looking for our shopkeeper?"

"Oh, I'm here to deliver something." The man who was welcomed into the door took out a wooden box from his burden, scratched his head and smiled, "My brother...it was Zhuang Xinyan from Xinshan Village who asked me to give it to shopkeeper Yuan. Give me something to eat, and say that tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will give you cakes for the festival."

Xiao Er really recognized the man the man was talking about, and immediately regained his energy. Looking at the small wooden box, he couldn't help asking curiously: "What kind of pastry is this?"

The man, that is, Lin Baocheng grinned and said, "I haven't eaten it either, but my brother told me that this pastry is called...moon cake."

The author has something to say:

Competing No.1... No, it's the number one dog Nai Charcoal.

So, who are the second, third and fourth... who are competing for favor?

Zhuang Xinyan threw the table: Where are there so many contending for favor! ?