I rely on the words of the husband [farming]

But he never does this,? If the income is not good, he will explode and save more. If he can’t save it, he will cut it off—part of the outline, and change the map twice. Of course, this cut outline must not be too obvious,? At least it must be written 80 to [-] words in full, so it's hard to be scolded for being unfinished.

Zheng Cheng'an glanced at him and said, "I've already finished writing it. I'm halfway through writing the fourth book."

Wang Er was startled and said, "You are too powerful, aren't you? It's really time for those people in the past to take a look."

People who are so much better than you work harder than you.

The author who signed a contract with the bookshop before was very lazy. He would start to write slowly when he went to urge the manuscript to be delivered. Sometimes he went too often, and he would cry to him. ?What are you talking about? I use my brain every day to write a storybook, and my hair falls out much more than before.

At that time, he touched his black hair with lingering fear, and he was much gentler when he pressed the manuscript again, but he—the gentle author immediately procrastinated, and every time he waited until the deadline for the manuscript to be delivered to him. .

After he was scolded several times by the steward, he told the steward his difficulties, but the steward smiled and said to him: "You kid was cheated by him, how can he lose his hair while writing a book? Inherited in the family, his father and grandfather are bald in the middle, and they have to comb their hair to the front every day. Hmm... think about it,? He is also old."

Wang Er was dumbfounded.

When I was urging the manuscript again, I was domineering, as if—holding chili water in one hand—and a small leather whip in the other, and said viciously: "Write! If you can't write these things, you will call them up!"

Unexpectedly, the effect was immediate. Under his whipping, the author made rapid progress, and finished writing eight or nine days before the due date.

Wang Er was in a trance at the time. If the effect is so obvious, he would have been like this a long time ago.

Zheng Chengan smiled.

Soon, Geng Fulang brought out two or three cans. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "That's all. You can take everything you want."

Zheng Cheng'an raised his eyes and glanced at him. Actually, it wasn't serious at all, but Geng Fulang looked extremely tired, as if his body was too weak. It was said that it was due to hemorrhage during childbirth, and no one took care of him after childbirth.

Zheng Cheng'an couldn't imagine how he transported heavy wheat and rapeseed home with such a body.Not to mention that these things have to be continuously crushed out of the seeds with stones, and even he is exhausted after working for several hours.

Wang Er happily took out the purse he had prepared, poured out a few pieces of silver and handed it to Geng Fulang.

Geng Fulang retracted his fingers, "No, you can use it."

Wang Erdao: "It's okay, you take it, this is what you deserve." As he said, he stretched his hand forward again.

Geng Fulang took another step back, and said with some panic, "It's really unnecessary, these are not very valuable things, you gave too much. If, if you have to give..." Geng Fulang looked up at Li Shi, said with a little gratitude, "Just give it to Brother Li."

Li Shi was stunned, "What are you doing? Just take what they gave you. Isn't the vegetable oil made by you?"

But Geng Fulang said: "You guys have helped me so much, this is just a little sympathy."

Wang Er was stunned by what they said, and said: "Don't argue, whoever owns it belongs to him. Hey, this belongs to Bomu, and this belongs to Mrs. Geng. Please take care of it. We are a pure business relationship. Don’t let this deal be colored as it shouldn’t be.”

Under Wang Er's watchful gaze, the pressure on the crowd doubled, so they had no choice but to accept it silently.

Wang Er suddenly smiled: "That's right."

It was getting late, Wang Er took his good things and planned to leave.

The rest - left, only Zheng Chengan stayed at the door to see him off.

However, at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered a sentence he had neglected before.

"By the way, you said just now that the steward bought a machine for oil extraction?"

Wang Er nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." Zheng Chengan hesitated to speak, "I heard that the equipment in the oil workshop is top secret, and some of them are even passed down from generation to generation in the family. It is absolutely impossible for outsiders to buy them."

After he had money, he also inquired about this matter, but after hearing that it was passed down in the family, he gave up his mind and thoroughly taught the villagers the art of oil extraction.

But now he actually heard that the steward can buy oil extraction equipment?Doesn't that mean he can buy it too.

"That's true." Wang Erdao, "But my housekeeper treats my wife very well, so I bought this set of equipment from a friend at a high price for this reason."

Speaking of this, Wang Er felt a little regretful and said: "It's a pity that the equipment is hardly used except for occasionally grinding some sesame oil."

"Oh, I see."

Zheng Chengan nodded, with a calm expression on his face, and said, "Okay, be careful on the way back when you go back."

Soon Wang Er drove away in the carriage, and Zheng Chengan turned around and returned home.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Li was looking at his bag with a sad face, when she saw him come in, she said, "Why are you so serious, what are you thinking?"

Zheng Chengan came back to his senses, rubbed his face, "It's nothing."

Li Shi said: "If you have nothing to do, I will come here to deal with your stall. What are these things? It's a mess and takes up too much space."

Zheng Chengan hehe—smiled: "This is a good thing."

When he was on the boat before, he didn't pour it out to see everything, and he didn't know if it was still good.

At this time, he grabbed the bottom of the bag and slowly spread the contents of the bag on the ground, then he took a basket and put it beside him, and picked it up carefully.

This - bag - is half sweet potatoes, - half potatoes, and most of the - half potatoes have sprouts, but not every sprout eye.

Zheng Cheng'an put them into the basket one by one, and put the ones that didn't germinate next to him, planning to try cooking them later.

Mrs. Li looked at it and asked: "What is this? Why are there sprouts? Can I eat it?"

Zheng Cheng'an warned: "Sprouted ones must not be eaten, as they will contain toxins that will paralyze the mouth and tongue."

Mrs. Li sucked in a cold breath: "Why do you bring back something that is poisonous? You can't eat it, or are you being tricked into buying this bunch of useless things?"

Zheng Cheng'an explained: "Sprouts cannot be eaten, but we can grow them. The yield of this thing is very high, and it can also make a lot of delicious dishes, and it can be stored for a long time. Even in winter, there is no need to worry about running out of food." have eaten."

Mrs. Li frowned and said, "Is this the thing? Can it be so powerful?"

"Of course. These are called potatoes. I bought them from a sea merchant today. They grow them there to eat. And this one is called sweet potatoes. It tastes very sweet when boiled, and it's especially good for making porridge."

Mrs. Li curiously picked up what he called a sweet potato. Can this stuff be sweet?How expensive candy is, how many people are willing to buy sugar cookies for their children all year round.

It would be nice if it was really sweet.

"By the way," Zheng Cheng'an suddenly remembered something, "I remember that sorghum is planted in our land, isn't it?"

Mrs. Li nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"It's over. Then what's the use of me doing these things when I come back? It's not that there is no place to grow, even the previous vegetable field has been expanded into a yard, so I can't plant in the yard of the new house?" Said to himself.

Mrs. Li didn't care: "Hey, if there is no land, there will be no land. Why do you plant it? You may not be able to grow it."

"Oh!" Zheng Chengan sighed, but didn't say anything.

Lian Xing came over to replace Mrs. Li while cooking, but Mrs. Li didn't want to leave yet, "I'll do the cooking, why are you here?"

Lian Xing said: "We're going out for one day today, and Eminem cooks all the meals for lunch, and let me cook for dinner."

Zheng Cheng'an also said: "Yes, you can rest and go, we can do the rest."

"You two." Li Shi had no choice but to put down the things in his hands, washed his hands and left.

Soon, the rice was cooked, and Zheng Chengan brought over the shredded potatoes, ready to stir-fry.

Lian Xing was watching curiously.

Heat oil in a hot pan, add onion, ginger, and garlic, and of course, the most important dried chili, chili—in it, a strong choking aroma bursts out in the air.

Lian Xing had never smelled such a strange smell before, and he coughed several times due to choking, Zheng Chengan smiled, "This thing is like this, why don't you go out and avoid it, and wait until the smell dissipates."

Lian Xing shook his head: "It's okay, what are you doing?"

"Remember the red dried chili we brought today? That's it. It tastes spicy and delicious, and it's delicious."

Lian Xing hummed, but his eyes kept drifting into the pot.

Stir-fry the shredded potatoes—Yes, Zheng Chengan tasted it, "Well, it's done." He planned to serve it out.

The dinner table.

Mrs. Li glanced at it curiously, took a deep breath, "It smells really good, why is it so fragrant?"

Zheng Chengan said: "You will know after you try it."

Mrs. Li picked up the yellow potato shreds with chopsticks, and chewed them in her mouth. It was full of delicious fragrance just after entering the mouth, so rich that it seemed to explode at the taste buds at the root of her tongue. After the fragrance, Mrs. Li just wanted to savor it. But it was - a pain - excited - under.

"Hiss! My mouth! It's so hot! No, it hurts! Give me some water."

Father Zheng's chopsticks, which he intended to pick up food, stopped in the air tremblingly, "What... what's going on?"

Lian Xing quickly sent it over - a bowl of warm water.

Mrs. Li took it and drank it—a big gulp.

Zheng Cheng'an said helplessly: "Mum, it's not hot, it's spicy, try it slowly, it's delicious, it's actually similar to cornel, but the taste is stronger."

Li Shi was dubious, "You try first."

"Try it." Zheng Chengan didn't even pick up the vegetables, but directly picked up the bright red pepper that had been stewed until it turned black. Slowly swallowed down.

Zheng Chengan: "Look, it's really all right."

Mrs. Li has been staring at him carefully, and indeed found nothing unusual.

So everyone slowly picked up the food. They were really amazed by the taste at the first entrance, but soon they were looking for water to drink like Mrs. Li.

Zheng Chengan looked amused, but one person didn't move.

"Why don't you drink water?"

Lian Xing blinked blankly, "I don't seem to feel anything at all."

Zheng Chengan was delighted, Lian Xing could eat spicy food, this family could find something with the same taste as him.

You know, he just put two peppers, and unexpectedly—all the old and young were hissing and looking for water to drink.

Surrounded by Zheng Chengan and Lian Xing, his head was pounding by the sound. He felt that beside him was a snake that had just emerged from its nest. The snakes danced wildly and hissed in a circle, which was suffocating.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-07?17:49:09~2021-02-08?20:34:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 15173449? 20 bottles; so love will disappear, right? 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!