Doomsday Farmhouse [Rebirth]

The old man and old lady at home stood behind Ji Shaoyu like a ghost, staring at him with good eyes.

"Grandpa, grandma." Ji Shaoyu called softly, for fear of scaring the two old people.

"It's not a dream, it smells so good." The old man and old lady stared at the small pot in front of them as if they had just woken up.

"You..." Ji Shaoyu was dumbfounded by the reaction of the two old people, and hurried upstairs to get clothes for them. The two old people are getting old, so don't freeze them anymore.

After the two old men wrapped their clothes, Ji Shaoyu took out the buns and placed them in front of them, one for each of them. If there were too many, they would not give them. It was already midnight, and I was afraid they would not be able to digest them.

The skin of the buns is not too thin, and the filling is still missing after a bite.But the skin of this steamed stuffed bun amazed the two old people. The skin was sweet and soft, with a faint aroma of wheat. It warmed the stomach a lot after taking a bite.

After eating the stuffing, the two old people were even more amazed. The stuffing of the buns seems to be only cabbage and pork, but the taste is unstoppable.

The old man sighed contentedly after eating a bun, and was about to eat another bun, but the plate was taken away.

"Grandpa, it's midnight, you can't eat more." Ji Shaoyu was holding the plate, and he took a bite of the last bun.

"Why is the bun gone?" Grandma Ji looked at the bitten bun in Ji Shaoyu's hand with great heartache, shook her head, and went upstairs with a sigh.

"Stinky boy, you have eaten a lot of delicious food outside these days, and you still argue with me when you get home, how shameless you are." The buns that were about to arrive flew away, and Grandpa Ji didn't want to.

"What's going on." Following the voice, a middle-aged man appeared at the stairs, followed by Grandma Ji, who was talking to him, Ji Shaoyu was too unfilial.

Ji Shaoyu: ...

Ji Shaoyu was beaten because he ate one more bun. The three elders surrounded him and beat him. Grandma publicized such a shameful thing. Ji Shaoyu didn't dare to go out for several days, and the documents were sent by others. of.

When Jiang Maoxiu heard Ji Shaoyan talk about this matter, he couldn't figure it out. Isn't it just for a steamed stuffed bun?

He also ate the steamed stuffed bun, and it tasted good, but he was a little anxious when he was rushing to work, and the skin didn't meet the requirements of the big rat, and he was read a lot. Shao Yu took them all away.

Hearing Jiang Maoxiu say such words, Ji Shaoyan was very melancholy. Such a good craftsmanship fell into Jiang Maoxiu's hands. It is really worrying. This guy has no idea how important delicious food is to human beings.

But Ji Shaoyan didn't come here to tell Jiang Maoxiu the joke, he wanted to continue to order steamed buns from Jiang Maoxiu.

The news about Ji Shaoyu got out, and everyone wanted to see what is so magical about Baozi.People of the younger generation came to ask for it, and his grandfather Ji Jianye could drive him away, but his comrades-in-arms and so on were hard to chase away. There were only a hundred buns in total, and they would be gone in less than two days. .

"But I don't plan to sell steamed buns." Jiang Maoxiu replied firmly. He is not short of money now, and he has nowhere to spend it. What kind of steamed buns are sold, steaming steamed buns for Maotuan every day is enough.

Ji Shaoyan knew about Jiang Maoxiu, he was soft-tempered and easy to deceive, so he agreed to persuasion casually, but who knows what to say this time, Jiang Maoxiu just disagreed, the old man and old lady at home are waiting, if you don't send buns, you will be gone for a day After eating, it will be troublesome if you really want to starve people to death.

"When he comes, make a good knock." The big mouse knocked on the cigarette bag, with the treacherous expression that a mouse should have on its round face.

"Knock what?" Jiang Maoxiu really had nothing to ask for.In his previous life, he lived a lot of days without enough food. Being able to eat well every day is his greatest ideal. In this life, he has achieved his goal, and he doesn't care so much about those things outside of him.

"You're stupid." The big mouse reached out for the cigarette bag and knocked Jiang Maoxiu on the head, but failed.Xiaoer is holding a cigarette stick in his mouth. Although the big rat is very powerful, he can't bully his master.

"Ask him for something more, you don't know how hard it is to buy meat these days."

Jiang Maoxiu was a little embarrassed, last time Ji Shaoyu sent more than 200 catties of meat.Later, he left and gave Jiang Maoxiu more than 300 catties of meat, all of which were high-quality pork, as well as beef and mutton, so how could he be ashamed.

"It's New Year's Eve." The big mouse said melancholy: "This year, the mountain has undergone tremendous changes. Not many survived, and even fewer were able to catch their breath. Would you mind if you don't go and give them some condolences?"

Jiang Maoxiu wanted to say sorry, but the big mouse said again: "Think about the big black bear who broke the corn for you, for your little corn, he worked so hard to help you break the corn, think about the little white tiger in your backyard, In order to cheat some food, squatting in your backyard every day pretending to be a rabbit, you must not bear it."

Jiang Maoxiu: ...

As soon as Ji Shaoyan arrived at the entrance of the village, Jiang Maoxiu made the list.The meat-eating animals on the mountain are divided into cornbreads, which contain meat, but not all of them are meat, as they cannot be supplied.For those who eat fruits and dried fruits, pick up cheap ones and send them over, and let them have a good year.

Seeing Ji Shaoyan come in, Jiang Maoxiu handed him the list.

Ji Shaoyan was taken aback when he took the order, even ten Jiang Maoxiu couldn't eat that much.The key is the meat, which cost several thousand catties.

"These things are brought here, and the buns are available when you want them. If you don't have these things, you can go back after eating." Jiang Maoxiu said in advance.

"Things are fine." The food requested on the list, except for meat, Ji Shaoyan can accept, but: "Why do you want so many things?"

"You also know how my ability to farm the land came about, thanks to the animals on the back mountain." Jiang Maoxiu called the little white tiger to his side, and the little white tiger came over after bouncing around. It followed the rabbit every day during this time Damn, the jumping posture is almost exactly the same as that of a rabbit, and it jumps faster.It's just that it's too big, and it's a bit loud when it jumps up.

Jiang Maoxiu held up the little white tiger's face for Ji Shaoyan to see: "But there is a lot less food on the mountain, and they don't eat well, so I need to give them more. Look, this rabbit's hungry face is pointy."

The little white tiger raised his head very cooperatively and tried his best to keep his chin in. He ate so well recently that his face seemed not so sharp.

Ji Shaoyan: ...

Leaving aside the sharpness of the little white tiger's round face, is it really okay for Jiang Maoxiu to treat the tiger as a rabbit?The key is that the little white tiger is very cooperative, and still treats himself as a rabbit.

"Give it up." Seeing that the little white tiger pretended to be a rabbit in order to cheat food and drink, it was pitiful. Ji Shaoyan softened and agreed. It's just that Jiang Maoxiu sent so many things to the animals on the mountain, and where did he go to find them? Animals of the mountains.

These things are easy to solve, and the little white tiger can handle them.

The negotiation went smoothly unexpectedly, Ji Shaoyan had an additional condition, the ingredients in the car had to be made into meals, and he wanted to have a good meal.

Jiang Maoxiu got busy that day.Xiaoyi was nearby urging him to work, Xiaoer was busy lighting the fire and handing things, and the kitchen was bustling all day.

Ji Shaoyan was in a hurry to send the buns home, and asked Jiang Maoxiu to prepare the remaining ingredients and take the buns away without dinner.

After seeing off Ji Shaoyan, Jiang Maoxiu stayed in the kitchen to steam steamed buns.When the last pot of steamed buns came out, Jiang Maoxiu took a few plates and put them in front of the hairballs, and divided each hairball into another.Little White Tiger knew that there would be something to eat at night, so he would often rush back to have another meal after delivering something home, just for these steamed buns.

"Hey!" Jiang Maoxiu gave Shijiu a steamed bun, sighed as he gnawed on the steamed bun, the hairballs at home like to eat steamed buns, and Shijiu can eat several in one meal, when will the days of cooking every day be a head? .

"Big mouse, when do you think Anan will come back?" Jiang Maoxiu asked the big mouse who had just entered the door.He is very confident now that Ren Nan will definitely come back, but after waiting for so many days, he has not seen anyone.

"What should come will always come, and it's useless if you don't think about it."

After the big mouse finished speaking, he asked Jiang Maoxiu to pick up a pot of steamed buns for it, and instructed Xiao Er to send its steamed buns to the nest.

When Xiaoer came back after delivering the steamed buns, the dried radish in the bowl was gone, and after looking around, he couldn't find anything to steal, so he had to ask Jiang Maoxiu for it.

"Master, I want dried spicy radishes." Xiaoer held a bowl in front of Jiang Maoxiu to ask for pickles, and complained to the master that the dried radishes were stolen again, and he didn't know who did it.

"I'll give you five, no more." Jiang Maoxiu put a few dried spicy radishes into Xiaoer's bowl, and Xiaoer suddenly became happy, and gnawed on the steamed buns.Jiang Maoxiu was a little embarrassed, he didn't know whether to remind Xiao Er, the corner of Xiao San's mouth still had traces of stealing dried radish, and a small patch of hair was dyed red.

Xiao Yi stood next to Xiao Er and watched it eat steamed buns, and patted its head to show that he knew who ate the dried radish.

It's a pity that Xiao Er didn't see it. It didn't want to find out where its dried spicy radish went. Anyway, the owner would give it to it if it was stolen.

Jiang Maoxiu held Xiaoyi in his arms and smoothed his fur, feeling a little melancholy. Since the arrival of the big mouse, the hairballs in the family have become foodies, and they all like to eat his meals, which is fine.The key is the little one, the second and the third, both of them have strong flavors, and they like both sweet and sour. The second likes spicy food the most, and the first likes sweet food the most. How could their fragile stomachs bear such a small thing?

But in front of eating, Jiang Maoxiu's majesty as the master is almost equal to zero, and none of the little ones are willing to obey.Xiao Er called him to get up and cook at six o'clock every day, which is the best proof.

After dinner, Jiang Maoxiu covered the hairballs with a small quilt, and when he came back and walked to the side of Xiaosan's nest, he saw Xiaosan with big ears, all the hair on his body was blown out, rolling around in the nest, looking very uncomfortable.