Vicious cannon fodder loves farming

This time the new sauce is hot and sour. When shopkeeper Zhou ate it, he felt that his tongue was not his own. It was sour and spicy, and it was very strong!

Seeing his distorted face, Yao Yan chuckled, and handed over a glass of wine. Shopkeeper Zhou didn't care what it was, and raised his head to finish drinking, his face was suddenly full of surprise.

"This……"

When the originally hot and sour tongue met the aroma of the wine, it burst out with a unique delicacy, enough energy!

"Come again?"

Yao Yan shook the wine jar in his hand, and shopkeeper Zhou quickly passed over the bowl in his hand, "This sauce is better than fried peanuts."

"I recommend putting a large amount of this hot and sour sauce in the appetizers. The most important thing is not to sell this sauce, but to sell more wine with this sauce," said Yao Yan because shopkeepers Zhou and their own wine Master, so no fertilizer and water will enter the field.

Shopkeeper Zhou's eyes lit up, he ate a few sips of sauce and drank a few more sips of wine, his face was full of comfort, "Indeed, it is true."

The wine in their house is not bad, but the wine brewed by their opponents is always better than theirs. Most of the guests who have good wine are taken over, but now those who can drink are rich people, it is conceivable Know how much the chutney helped them.

"Don't worry, Si Fulang, we'll calculate the price separately for this sauce."

Shopkeeper Zhou cupped his hands.

Yao Yan glanced at the sun outside, and it was not too far from the county seat, and he didn’t think shopkeeper Zhou had eaten, so he suggested to let shopkeeper Zhou take care of himself first, he made some dishes with hot and sour sauce, and he would stay at their house later Have a meal.

Shopkeeper Zhou naturally wouldn't refuse, and he was even looking forward to the taste of the appetizers made with hot and sour sauce.

After Yao Yan went to work, shopkeeper Zhou didn’t eat sauce and drink any more, but returned to the carriage, took out a pen and paper and began to write the contract for the hot and sour sauce. The price he offered was five cents higher than other sauces.

Shopkeeper Zhou wrote with enthusiasm in his heart, this is a good thing, the owner knows how happy he is!Shopkeeper Zhou, who was originally getting closer to the Si family because of Si Qi Zhongju, was very sure of the look in his eyes at this time, and he did not bet wrong...

The shopkeeper Zhou's ignorance of his carriage also aroused many speculations in the village.

"I think there's something wrong with this," said a group of Amo and Fulang who wash clothes by the lower river in the village. He panicked with embarrassment, so he simply found a secluded place for a few people to stay, but he didn't hear what the people here said.

"I also think," the husband who was wearing a patch nodded, although he was talking, but the work in his hand did not stop, and the strength of the ground that should be rubbed was not too small, "the Siju people have all gone out. , why does his friend come over every three days? Do you think..."

"No way," Ah Mo, who was squeezed in the middle, hesitated, looked at them and frowned, "Si Juren is a juren, so Si Fulang can still lose the dignity of Juren Fulang and do bad things Son?"

That's true, that's the husband of Juren!He is much more enthusiastic than the scholar Fulang, and besides, there are many lands under Juren that can be exempted from taxes, but Sijuren has not returned yet, so even if they want to, everyone dare not join in now, after all, Sifulang's previous reputation is still there.

These people have offended each other more or less, if one accidentally reminds the other party of bad things, then the good things will be defeated.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at each other with somewhat unnatural expressions, but it was only for a moment, and then everyone started talking again, but the voice was much lower than before.

"It doesn't matter who it is, if Si Ju is not here, it's not a problem for Si Fulang to come out to entertain guests. Besides, the number of days that person comes here is frequent, so be careful not to be talked about. If Si Ju comes back, if he hears some gossip, he will always be in his heart." Not happy."

The village chief, Fu Lang, came back with his clothes. He was not the kind to gossip among others. The mouthpiece's praise, now that he is a master of Juren, the mouthpiece in the family can't help but be overjoyed.

So after thinking about it, he came back and raised a few words with the village chief.

The village chief didn't think so much before, but now he heard his husband's words, and his heart became more and more flustered. After all, according to the original owner's temperament, he really couldn't tell!

Even if the guest is not in the mood, but the host's man is not here, and this Si Fulang is good-looking, there is no guarantee that something will happen!

So the village chief hurried to the Si's house.

At this time, shopkeeper Zhou had finished the food, signed a contract with Yao Yan, and was asking the waiter to carry the jars, "The amount of these sauces is still the same as before, but for this hot and sour sauce, I need a larger amount."

After all, the previous sauce customers are already familiar with it, and several restaurants have made similar sauces, but the taste is not as good as theirs. Even if the price is cheaper than theirs, they only share a small part of it. Customers who don't pay much attention to taste.

"There are twenty cans of chutney now," Yao Yan said with a smile.

"Twenty cans?" Shopkeeper Zhou's eyes flashed, with a smile on his face, "That's cheap, I can take so much this time."

"Originally, I wanted to give some to my aunt, father, and elder brother and second brother. Since shopkeeper Zhou likes this taste, I am naturally willing to give it to you. After all, I can make the amount at home at any time."

Shopkeeper Zhou heaved a sigh of relief secretly at these words, he was afraid that the reason for making so many of this thing was because he wanted to sell it to others, but he arrived first.

When the village chief came over, he saw three people in the yard, one old and one young were men, and the distance between them and Yao Yan was not close, so he was relieved to see this.

Yao Yan, who saw the village chief, understood his purpose after being prompted by the system. Yao Yan was a little funny, but he should pay attention to it. He greeted the village chief. The master was wearing it, and suddenly became a little nervous.

After Shopkeeper Zhou found out that the other party was the village chief, he exchanged glances with Yao Yan. Yao Yan said with a smile, "I think Da Lang is not at home, and the village chief is worried that I will be bullied."

The village chief's face was a little red, and the shopkeeper Zhou also thought that it was really inappropriate for him to come here often, "I was careless, so next time I will let the husband in charge come over."

"Okay," Yao Yan said after sending away shopkeeper Zhou, and also kept the village chief.

"Village Chief, we have some ingredients traded with shopkeeper Zhou's restaurant, so it's inconvenient to say more, but since the village chief is here, it saves me an extra trip."

Yao Yan said while pouring boiling water for the village chief.

The village head moved in his heart, sat up straight, looked at him, "Say it."

Apart from being the village chief, he is also Si Qi's clan uncle, and he can be regarded as an elder. Even if Si Qi is now a Juren, he can still gain some respect according to his clan uncle status.

"I need some ingredients. It takes time and effort for me to find these ingredients by myself, but there are many people in our village. As long as they find them, and the quality is good, I can accept them. All the ingredients cost a penny a catty."

This is indeed a good thing and can improve the income of the villagers.

The village chief frowned, and his face was a little bit happy, but he was not a fool, and then thought of something else, "There are so many people in the village, even if only one person from each family goes out to find food, the food that is found It's not a small amount, now that it's getting hot, how long can the ingredients last?"

"This is also the second thing I want to say." Yao Yan likes to talk to smart people. He pointed to the empty space where the chicken was originally placed, "I want to build a room here to make sauce. As for people I pick it myself, I don’t want a few, and I have two older brothers who can help me, the focus is on the problem of ingredients, as long as they are delivered, I can solve them without wasting them.”

"Although most common ingredients cost a penny and a catty, it's easy to get a catty of bamboo shoots. Even if the shells are removed, the bamboo shoots in a basket weigh more than a dozen catties."

The more the village chief listened, the more enthusiastic he became, and he naturally nodded when he heard the words.

"Besides, there are some ingredients that don't only cost a penny."

At this point, Yao Yan stopped, and he picked up the bowl of water in front of him and drank it.

After the village chief calmed down, he also took up his own water and drank it all in one gulp.

After the village head left, Yao Yan picked up the machete and went to the back mountain to collect firewood. On the way, he met Fu, his face was a little ugly, and he twitched the corner of his mouth at Yao Yan, "Today, the nobleman came to see you again ?”

"Yes," Yao Yan nodded, and leaned over, "He is the shopkeeper of the restaurant, and he has business dealings with us. I have already explained it to the village chief, and everyone in the village will know at the latest."

Hearing this, Fu Ah Mo's complexion improved a bit, his tone was a little brisk, but also a little sad, "You child, if you tell the village chief, then the whole village will know gone?"

The husband of the village chief's son is notoriously a broken-mouthed husband.

"I need ingredients, and if people in the village know about it, I won't be afraid," Yao Yanyang laughed. "I want to build a big kitchen, please ask Fu's uncle Ming'er to come over and help. Just build a thatched house, and it won't take a long time."

Fu Ah Mo quickly agreed, and then Yao Yan and Fu Ah Mo picked up firewood, found some ingredients, and taught him to recognize. come find.

The next day, the village chief held a village meeting and brought out the ingredients that Yao Yan had found last night. The samples were not many, but they were enough.

"One cent for one catty? That's almost the same as selling vegetables."

"It's all right now, I have a lot of kids in my family, and it's time to eat the poor, let them find them!"

"There are five young men in your family, and you get five cents a day no matter what." Someone said sourly.

And those who have more than one brother in the family are also happy.

But things in the field must not be forgotten, they still have a sense of proportion.

I also thought that the neighboring village was so close that I was afraid that it would attract more people to look for ingredients, so although everyone didn't say anything, they all tacitly concealed the matter of finding ingredients from the outside village or their relatives.

The large kitchen was also built quickly, with the focus on the stove and the iron pot. Yao Yan went to the town on purpose, ordered a big iron pot, and then went to Yaojia Village to find Yao Er who was working in the fields.