Time Traveling: Three Lives Are Lucky

The recipe for making sour bamboo shoots bought at Yinjia Restaurant last time is very simple. It should be said that even a blind cat can encounter dead mice, and I believe that this kid is really lucky.

"I thought about it, but..." Shopkeeper Wan was a little confused, "Our Yin's family runs a restaurant, and this kind of wind chime is probably not easy to sell."

"Hey!" Mu Mu said strangely, "Master Wan's words are wrong, why don't you know that when wind chimes are made, how many rich daughters and young masters will buy them and hang them outside the house?"

Mu Mu was still holding one, and then shook his hand slightly, "Wind chime, wind chime, this thing doesn't look good when hung, it can also ring with the wind! It's like a bell, it sounds nice when the wind blows."

Shopkeeper Wan was also surprised that the wind chime had such an effect, so he decided to buy it immediately. Mu Mu offered 200 taels of silver for one bite, and he was not allowed to bargain, and also kindly gave Shopkeeper Wan a recipe for rice in bamboo tubes.

Shopkeeper Wan specially exchanged 200 taels of silver notes for Mu Mu. He was in a good mood as if he was flying around just now. The rice in bamboo tubes was a new thing, and the Yinjia restaurant would explode again.

Mu Mu only sells goods to collect money, and he doesn't care at all what kind of storm will happen to Yin's Restaurant, anyway, he has a strong background behind him, so he won't cause any trouble in the storm, and it might not be so if it were a small person like him.

Mu Mu casually threw all the money for selling wind chimes to the stupid Mu Qiu, took Xiao Douding to the grain store, and bought [-] catties of polished rice and other types of grain.

Mu Qiu was out of shape along the way, what he wanted to ask, and felt that if he asked too much, he would definitely be disgusted by his friends. He admitted in his heart that Mu Mu was completely different from before, as if...they were two people.

Mu Qiu was taken aback by his guess, he finally chose not to ask or to say anything, as long as he was friendly enough to recognize him as a friend and seal it up, he would recognize him no matter what.

"What's wrong? I've been stupid all the way." Mu Mu looked at Mu Qiu who was carrying a big bag of things and looked dizzy beside him, raising his hand and slapping him.

"No, no." Mu Qiu took a look at Mu Mu, then lowered his head in a blink of an eye. They were indeed two different people, and he hadn't noticed it before.

He suddenly became more powerful, able to hunt, cook fresh food, chat with strangers in a lively manner, and also read and write to do business. The Mu Mu he knew didn't know these things.

"It's nothing." Mu Mu glared at him, "What are you hesitating about, just say it."

"Xiao Mu, I'm so glad to meet you." Mu Qiu said inexplicably, "Hey." Then he smiled at Mu Mu.

Mu Mu glared at him, then slapped him again, "Understood, I am also very happy to know you."

The two played a charade, the relationship and the way of getting along remained the same as before, and Mu Qiu was still violently subdued by Mu Mu from time to time.

Just as Mu Mu and the others left the Yin's restaurant, the owner of the Yin's family came suddenly, and saw shopkeeper Wan smiling like an idiot, with a look of disgust on his face.

Shopkeeper Wan naturally reported the matter of doing business with Mu Mu, and also said that he had accidentally obtained a way to make money. The boss of Yin's family was also very happy, and claimed that he would like to meet in the future.

"Brother, brother!" Mu Zifeng learned that his brother had gone to the street, stayed at Aunt Chunni's house for a while, and then left. He went to the village entrance to wait for Mu Mu, and shouted when he saw someone get off the car.

"Xiao Douding, why are you here alone?" Mu Mu's expression changed, he didn't think Mu Zifeng would not be bullied if he stayed alone.

"Auntie went back earlier, I'm fine." Xiao Douding bounced to Mu Mu's side and told him that he was not bullied.

Mu Mu glanced at the children around him, and was relieved when he saw that they looked away when they saw him, and they didn't find any injuries on Xiao Douding's body.

"I kept you waiting for a long time." Mu Mu rubbed Xiao Douding's hair, "Walk home, brother will make fried cakes for you."

Mu Mu took a lot of grain to the street this time, rice, oil, mung beans, soybeans, red beans and other coarse grains, also brought some by the catty, as well as flour.

Mu Qiu became a porter again, who told him to be stronger than Mu Mu now!Bring the food home and start making fried cakes.

Mu Mu first washed his hands and kneaded the noodles, intending to steam them, and boiled some red beans to make dips. Although it was his first time doing it, he had eaten fried cakes made by his grandmother before, and his memory was still good.

Isn't it just spring?The weather was a bit hot, so Mu Mu quickly soaked the mung beans while he was free, planning to make mung bean soup the next day.

A few days ago, he and Mu Qiu got some bamboo and made some toys to earn some money. Even though the prescription was sold, the bamboo could still be sold. Shopkeeper Wan didn't know where to get the bamboo for a while, so he had to ask him.

It's not safe for Mu Mu to have more than 200 taels of silver on him. He plans to earn some money so he can renovate the house. There is no gate or courtyard wall, so he doesn't feel at ease when he goes out.

"Brother, is it ready to fry?" Xiaodou Ding, who had asked countless times, looked at the flour in the basin.

Mu Mu was entangled helplessly, and lifted the cloth on the basin, "Let me see." After kneading the flour a few times, he found that it was soft enough to be used for frying cakes.

Xiao Douding picked up, grabbed his brother's hand with both hands to prevent himself from rushing over, and asked cautiously, "Is it all right?"

Mu Mu smiled, "It's almost there." He lifted the basin and put it on the stove, cleaned up the things on the table, put a layer of oilcloth on it, and prepared to knead the dough.

Proofing the dough is just the first step, followed by kneading the dough, kneading the dough, kneading the dough, then cutting the dough, and finally stuffing and frying, and it’s done.

Xiaodouding imitated his elder brother and rubbed the air beside him to learn. Mu Mu thought it was interesting, so he stuffed a piece of dough the size of Xiaodouding's palm for him to play with.

After wrapping more than [-] prototypes of fried cakes in one breath, Mu Mu began to put the oil in the pan, and he can slowly fill the rest. It takes a long time to cook the oil, and it must be cooked before it can be cooked. Fried Cake.

"Brother, look." Xiao Douding also made a hollow bag with the dough that was the size of his own palm. It was a small ball, not very round, but it looked good.

"Okay." Mu Mu looked up, and then blew a few breaths into the stove before the fire started, "I'll blow it up for you later."

It is shameful to waste food, especially in this kind of year when there is not much food. If someone finds out, they may call their door.

"Yeah!" Xiaodou Ding'en stopped making noise, and retreated to the corner to play with his bamboo wind chimes. His well-behaved appearance was quite distressing.

Mu Mu started a fire and made his head ashes. He wondered whether he should build a new stove by himself. It is so troublesome to start a fire, especially on rainy days.

The family built a very ordinary earth stove, with no ventilation on all sides, not even a smoke cooker, and there was only one opening for firewood, and there was no ash leaking underneath.

Mu Mu made up his mind that he must get a new stove, or else when he went to the mountain to cut bamboo tomorrow, he would find some sticky soil and come back to test the water, instead of spending money to build one.

Because the stove was not very convenient and the fire was very weak, it took a long time to cook the oil. Mu Mu bought a bottle of more than three catties of oil, and poured two catties in a while, which sounded scary.

However, it can be eaten after frying. Mu Mu is not worried that too much oil will be wasted. Anyway, when it is cold, it can be used for cooking.

Xiao Douding was a little scared because the oil was sizzling, so he ran out of the yard to play. Since there were no neighbors around except Mu Qiu's family, Mu Mu felt relieved.

After re-coating the cakes with a thin layer of flour, Mu Mu began to throw them out of the pot one by one. After putting about ten of them, the pot was full, and the rest could only be fried in the second pot.

Because of his unskilled movements, when Mu Mu put the two in front of him, two blisters were scalded by oil on the back of his hands, and he was so painful that he couldn't feel it.

Xiao Douding was picking snails by the river, and last time his brother said that they could be eaten too.So, taking advantage of his brother's lack of time, Mu Zifeng happily picked them up here, picking up three and dropping one.

"Little bastard, what are you doing here alone?"

A very impolite voice made Xiao Douding tremble all over, and looked over timidly.

That person was Mu Zili. He lay on the bed for quite a while before getting out of bed. As soon as he could move, he was going to be a demon again.

Because his thoughts were indeed a bit nasty, Mu Zili was too embarrassed to ask for helpers. He sneaked here today while his parents were not at home.

Just seeing Muzi sealed outside, Muzi secretly calculated in his heart, if he sealed Muzi wounded, would he be called in for family law.

Although Mu Zifeng and his family have five clothes, and their surname is Mu, they belong to the same ancestor, and Mu Zili was a little hesitant when he wondered if bullying a little Douding would anger the village chief.

"Wow!" Mu Zifeng burst into tears before Mu Zili approached. This is what his brother taught him. If he is bullied, he must first learn to play tricks.

When the child cried, Mu Zili became annoyed, so he kicked Mu Zifeng, "Little bastard, why are you crying?"

Mu Zifeng fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, nearly rolled down the river, grabbed a stone nearby and threw it at Mu Zili, "I'm not a little bastard."

Mu Zili didn't expect that Mu Zifeng would fight back, and he didn't care about using the term "big bullying small" at that time, and even forgot that his father promised not to bully Mu Mu's family.

Mu Zili's head was on fire, and he kicked Mu Zifeng again, kicking him directly into the river. Poor little Douding's brother is now in the house and can't hear the sound from outside at all.

It exploded greasy, although the sound was not very loud, at least it prevented the sound from outside from coming in, especially near the river, not far away, the sound of the river was quite loud.

Mu Zili felt that he could not calm down after just kicking Mu Zifeng. He bent down and picked up a handful of sand and stones and threw them at Mu Zifeng. Just as Xiao Douding was crying, a lot of sand and stones fell into his mouth.

Mu Zifeng felt uncomfortable, so he stopped crying, he kept pissing on sand and stones, and without stopping, he grabbed stones from the river and threw them at Mu Zili.

Mu Zili felt that there were no outsiders here anyway, and no one knew that he should be an adult to bully a five-year-old child, so he continued to throw sand and stones at Mu Zifeng.

The fighting power of adults and children is not comparable at all. Mu Zifeng was beaten and cried, and in the end he didn't even have the strength to fight back.