Cannon fodder attack only wants to farm

When he got home, He Zifeng put his son on the crib. The little guy was really sleepy, and he still didn't wake up from such a big commotion along the way.

He Zifeng unloaded all the things on the car, and said to Qiuyu, "Go back to sleep first." The snack business is profitable, but it is also tiring, like they go out of the stall before dawn, and then they have to grind the grain into pieces when they come back. Noodles, stir-fried sauces, and noodles, have been unable to get a rest, even hard-working people can't handle it.

Qiuyu was also very sleepy at the moment. After walking for two hours under such a big sun, his head was a little dizzy, but he was not willing to leave so much work to He Zifeng, and said: "Finish before going to sleep."

He Zifeng said: "Good boy, I'll sleep too later."

Qiuyu was also at the limit, and couldn't take it any longer, so he agreed to go back to the house, and He Zifeng pushed the empty cart out, and went to the village to exchange some coarse grains, all of which were two cents a catty. I bought fifty catties of each.

After buying it back, I also saw the neighbor who picked up his scooter.He Zifeng said to his neighbors: "Auntie, sell this car to me." The village is not stingy, and they can borrow anything if they need it, but they would rather buy it every day.

The neighbor waved his hand and said, "If you don't have money, you can use it."

However, He Zifeng insisted that it would take at least a few days for him to find a master carpenter to fight.Although the scooter of the neighbor's house is old, it is well preserved and easy to pull.

The neighbor said: "I was looking for a well-known carpenter for this cart at the time. Not counting the wood and the wages, it cost five hundred yuan. This cart is easy to pull. I didn't plan to sell it at first, but since you want to get three A hundred words will do.”

He Zifeng agreed, and went back to withdraw the money for him, and asked the village head to be a witness, so as to avoid conflicts and disputes between the two families in the future.

He Zifeng bought food and went home again, and went to rest after finishing the two most important things.He didn't want to disturb Qiuyu, so he went to bed quietly.

Unexpectedly, Qiuyu seemed to have sensed something, turned over and went straight into his arms.

He Zifeng couldn't hold back, and kissed him.Qiuyu also always said that her son likes to act like a baby, but in fact, her son just let him go.

The family of three were all tired, and they felt an unprecedented sense of comfort when they touched the pillows, and soon fell asleep.

He Zifeng was aroused by a burst of fragrance.When he just woke up, Qiuyu had already prepared the food.

He Zifeng recovered from his fatigue after sleeping for an hour, feeling that the exhaustion all over his body had finally dissipated a lot, so he got up and ate food.

My little lazy cat son probably had enough sleep and sat obediently on the small bed. Seeing He Zifeng approaching, little He Ran automatically opened his arms to hug him.

He Zifeng hugged his son in his arms, and the little guy immediately leaned against him, causing a trace of tenderness to rise in He Zifeng's heart.

After the three of them finished their meal, Xiao Heran ran out to play.

Qiuyu wanted to boil chili sauce, and He Zifeng went out to grind noodles.This time someone ordered cakes from him, so he had to get more cakes than yesterday.

Pull the grain over and pay the money and start grinding. The big stone mill is placed at the entrance of the village.Nowadays, during the slack season, many people are chatting in twos and threes, looking at his big movements and asking, "Why are you making so many noodles?"

He Zifeng said: "Do a little business."

Uncle Niu, who has always been honest and honest in the village, said: "I will help you push two." Otherwise, when will the three bags of grain be worn down.

He Zifeng had great strength: "Thank you Uncle Niu, I can do it myself."

The people around were still a little annoyed: "Your old man is really different from others." Everyone in the village knows the hardships of running a small business. Looking at the blue brick and tile houses of the He family, there is also a business in the fields. Said that He Zifeng was not filial.However, since he was beaten up by the Fang family uncle last time, it has calmed down a lot.

I heard from Uncle Fang's family that if he heard that He Zifeng was being bullied again, he would hit him once.

He Zifeng's grinding was very fast, one by one as if he didn't know he was tired.Occasionally, I would like to say a few words to everyone. In the past, He Zifeng didn't like to talk, and the people in the village thought he was from the He family, so they were arrogant.Only now do I know that He Zifeng's character is like this.

After grinding it quickly, I put the noodles on the cart, and then I went home, and saw Wan Hai on the way.

Although the two of them are plastic brothers, Wan Hai is exquisite in all aspects and always acts like a big brother, but last time he was beaten up by He Zifeng as a grudge.Now seeing He Zifeng turn around and leave without saying a word.

This was embarrassing, but He Zifeng didn't care at all. After returning, the courtyard was filled with the smell of sauce.Qiuyu bought fifty catties of sauce this time, and Uncle Lame gave them ten catties.A total of sixty catties of sauce were fried and smashed into a small jar.Qiuyu said: "The sauce that has been oiled is not so easy to spoil, at least it will last for two days."

After the two came back, they quickly kneaded the dough again.

Qiuyu wanted to make 150 noodles, but He Zifeng said to make [-].

In the end, he still listened to He Zifeng.After a busy day, I simply ate a bite of gnocchi at night before I started counting the money.

I still have more than 100 cash in my hand, but I bought food, oil, and a scooter, and I will sell it tomorrow for pure profit.

There was joy in Qiuyu's eyes: "I thought you didn't make money from selling things?" It took only one day to get back the money.

Everyone in the village said that being a small trader can only make a living, and if you are unlucky, you might lose money. Everyone said so, and they all believed it.

Now that I have done it myself, I know that I have been fooled by others in the past.

He Zifeng said: "They don't say that, if everyone does it, how much money can they make?" He laughed and said: "If this goes on like this, I can save [-] Wen a day, which is enough to build a house in two months."

Qiuyu nodded heavily.

Woke up early the next day, and Xiao Heran also got up, not as confused as the first day, and had to help He Zifeng and the others get things.

The family set off early.

It was quite early to leave the village, but the road between the village and the county is not easy to travel. When I came here, other food stall owners had already set up their stalls.

He stored most of the stove and the like elsewhere yesterday, and there was only sauce in the cart.The large iron pan and the cake flour are much lighter.

As soon as the stall was set up, someone came over and said, "Still thinking about leaving the stall today? Come on, give me three cakes." The person who spoke was a regular customer from yesterday. He bought one and went home. Divide and eat.

He Zifeng started to bake the cakes.

Soon after this person bought three, he happily took them away.

Then He Zifeng and Qiuyu started pancakes non-stop, as well as the [-] cakes ordered by the escorts.

He Zifeng's skill in pancakes is getting better and better now. When the outer skin is crispy, when to turn the dough but it is not sticky, he is very good at it.This kind of cake is also a test of technology.If you put too much oil, you will get tired after a few bites.It is easy to burn the pot if you put less oil, so you must master the heat.

Every cake, when brushed with the secret sauce, will emit bursts of craving fragrance.

It's never been idle here.Occasionally buy one or two faces of two strangers.

Forty sheets of cakes are stacked one and a half feet high.Still looks spectacular.This time I didn't cut it for them, which is convenient for counting.

Soon the middle-aged bodyguard Liu Ge came over yesterday, followed by Xiao Lizi and Xiao Huzi.Use oiled paper on the front and back pads to hug and walk.Brother Liu readily paid the remaining 120 coins.Said: "We have a strong taste, can you buy some of that hot sauce?"

When He Zifeng heard this, he found a clean small bowl, scooped up half of it and said, "Here, I don't need any money. Bring the bowl back to us tomorrow."

This chili sauce is the soul of the soy sauce cake, and it looks like it is full of red oil.It smells delicious.

After going back, the people in the Escort Bureau cooked gruel early, and it was rare for them to be so neat when they were out of the Escort.I hooked out the glutton yesterday, and I'm waiting for breakfast today.

After buying it soon, everyone will have one for you and one for me.It's not polite at all, roll it up and take a big bite, and chew it carefully to taste the sweetness of the grain itself. Just eat the biscuit, which is a bit dry, and drink a mouthful of gruel.Even those young people who usually don't like to eat breakfast are screaming after eating.

Middle-aged people don't have such a good appetite, so they have to eat one and a half sheets.As for those young people, with two cards, it was like a bottomless pit in their stomachs.I ate it fast and fiercely, and it was gone when I took it again.

In fact, I was almost full after eating, but it was not enjoyable.Some sharp-eyed watched Brother Liu put away the good cakes and refused to eat them. He ate the steamed buns and spread the sauce with his chopsticks, devoting himself to eating bite by bite.

"Brother Liu, what do you eat?"

"Strange smell."

Brother Liu said: "This is the sauce I asked for from the boss who sells sauce-flavored cakes, and I found that it's also delicious when dipped in steamed buns."

The steamed buns are enough in the escort agency. They hired a cook to steam the steamed buns every day, and there are always open drawers. Hearing what he said, they hurried to find the steamed buns, and after eating them, their eyes lit up.This sauce is really amazing, there is red oil on top, and the ordinary steamed buns become so delicious after being dipped.

"Let's buy some of this sauce."

"It's also delicious with rice."

"Noodles are also fine."

A few young people thought about how to eat, and a few seniors couldn't help laughing and said: "You know how to eat every day."

Brother Liu also liked this bite. After eating the steamed buns, he wiped his mouth, and then saw that the chili sauce bowl was clean with the steamed buns, even cleaner than brushing.Then he said, "I'll go buy some."

Then he went out with a small jar in his arms.

He Zifeng's soy-flavored cakes are authentic, and everyone who bought them yesterday came back to buy them.Those who haven't bought it, also want to come and taste it.

They were very busy at the time, and they were flexible in their business.Not only are the whole cakes sold, but some poor scholars in the county come here to study alone, and they can't even eat a snack.He also sells biliterate and threeliterate ones.The one with three literacy is half a cake, and the one with two literacy is to cut another tooth on the basis of three literacy.

Looking at a lot of people, they buy cakes for two renminbi here, and then go to the fried dough sticks place to buy a bowl of tofu nao, which is full for three renminbi.

Qiuyu has been brushing the sauce, cutting the cakes, and rolling the noodles, so busy.Seeing that the sun was going up, usually at this time, the group of early risers dispersed, but now there are still ten people queuing up, and some people are clamoring to buy three cakes.

Qiuyu said, "How much more?"

He Zifeng opened the box where they stored the pasta, counted 22 more, and then started to bake them again. If they could wait, they would be enough to sell.

Seeing that there is not much left, only those who pay first will have it.Those who don't pay will be gone, and many people have paid the money happily.

The person next to him asked: "Is it really so delicious?"

"That's right, I bought two pancakes yesterday. My two younger brothers said they weren't enough to eat. Ask me to buy more today." The pancakes are large in quantity and affordable. They are delicious whether eaten cold or hot, so they are naturally popular.

Hearing what they said, several passers-by were also moved.

Just then He Zifeng said: "There are the last six cakes, who wants it?"

These passers-by said: "Give me one."

"I want two."

"I want one too."

"I'll wrap up the rest."

Just 150 cakes, there is nothing left.

They also brought noodles, but they were watching the sun coming up. When they closed the stall yesterday, they went home under the noon sun. This time, He Zifeng didn’t say anything, so all the cakes were sold out early and went home early. .Anyway, he is a long-term business, and he can't exhaust himself all at once.

When they sold out and they were about to close the stall, escort Liu Ge came over and said, "Return your bowl, and order another forty cakes tomorrow, and there is another thing, we brothers all love the red oil chili sauce you made, Can you sell it?"

It was just a coincidence for them, fortunately Qiuyu survived a little longer yesterday.He Zifeng calculated the cost in his mind, and said: "Thirty cents a catty. It can be eaten for about seven days. If the altar is sealed and placed in a cool place, it can be stored for two or three days longer."

"One catty, I'll bring the jar myself." After speaking, He Zifeng borrowed a scale, weighed the jar first, and then filled it with sauce.He didn't get it right the first time, so it was 35 Wen.

Brother Liu paid the money and went back happily holding the jar.

When the others saw it, they also bought some sauce. The county likes to eat sauce-flavored things, so the He family's sauce shop sells so well.However, it was the first time to sell cooked sauce for seasoning. Seeing someone buying it, I started to buy it. A bowl cost about ten yuan, and He Zifeng sold more than ten copies in a short time.He gave away all the bowls he brought out, and the other party explained that they would send them back.

On the way back, He Zifeng told Qiuyu, "Let's sell these 150 cakes every day from now on." You can also earn six or seven hundred Wen.

Qiuyu also readily agreed.

They walked for a long time before they arrived home. Qiuyu went to buy sauce, and He Zifeng worked at home, putting his son on the small bed and letting him sleep.Then I saw a figure swaying outside.

He Zifeng went out immediately. The figure didn't expect to be found and ran away in a hurry, but he couldn't run past He Zifeng, and he was caught after a while.This person was Liangzi, a gangster in the village. He didn't have much contact with He Zifeng, so he didn't know that He Zifeng's aura was so scary, and then he felt guilty: "Second brother He, why are you arresting me?" He tried his best to look natural.