Time Traveling: Three Lives Are Lucky

When Mu Mu was discussing business with shopkeeper Wan, Xiao Douding fell asleep because he was full and sleepy. Mu Mu took advantage of Xiao Douding's sleep and went out with shopkeeper Wan specially.

When he came back, Mu Mu had a few more sheets of paper in his hand, and it was written in black and white that the owner of the shop was Mu Mu.

Mu Mu was rich and powerful, so he bought two shops at one go, one cost 220 taels, and the two were facing the door. If no one asked, it would be hard for anyone to imagine that the shop facing the door would be owned by the same owner.

After finishing the shop, it was almost afternoon, Xinhou Mu Ziyang didn't wait for Mu Mu, so he asked Uncle Zhengming to wait for a while before getting in the car.

Because Xiao Douding didn't sleep well at night, he didn't wake up after falling asleep. Mu Mu supported Xiao Douding in one hand and the shopping in the other, which was heavy enough.

When Mu Ziyang saw him, he hurried over to help pick him up. In the eyes of outsiders, he seemed like a real brother. Uncle Zhengming gave Mu Ziyang a suspicious look.

"Thank you, Brother Ziyang." Mu Mu smiled and handed over some seasonings and pork offal that he had bought, while Xiao Douding kept holding him.

"What's wrong with Zifeng?" Mu Ziyang asked worriedly, maybe he bumped into him on the road.

"It's okay." Mu Mu hissed softly, "I didn't sleep well at night, and I slept for a long time, and I woke him up when I got home."

Mu Ziyang didn't ask any more questions, he helped carry the things into the car, and he took one full car back to the village. Since it was the last trip, the crowd was not full, and Mu Mu didn't say hello to the rest of the people because they didn't know each other.

When the car arrived at the entrance of the village, Mu Mu saw Mu Ziyu waiting from afar, thinking that Uncle Zhengming was his uncle, so he didn't think much about it, but Mu Ziyu yelled when he saw him.

Everyone in the car took a look at Mu Mu, including Uncle Zhengming, he knew his nephew, he was a very honest person, and he didn't like to talk usually, so how could he be familiar with Mu Mu?

Mu Mu got out of the car and walked to Mu Ziyu under everyone's gaze, "Brother Ziyu, are you looking for me?"

Mu Ziyu glanced at Xiao Douding, then lowered his voice and said, "Don't you need to make a new pot! Now that the blacksmith's house is free, I'll come and ask you."

Mu Mu suddenly remembered that he actually mentioned something about making a new pot two days ago, but he didn't expect this person to remember, "You came here to wait for me at the entrance of the village?"

"Yeah." Mu Ziyu hummed, nodded and signaled Mu Mu to go with him, because the blacksmith couldn't be free all the time, and he might have to wait for a long time if he didn't go to him now.

Seeing that it was not the way to go home, Mu Mu had no choice but to ask Mu Ziyang to take the things of Xiaodouding River back, and ask him to help guard it along the way.

Mu Ziyang had nothing to do when he went home, so he responded casually. After picking up Xiao Douding, he went to Mu Mu's house with his things, and asked Uncle Zhengming to give his father a message.

As for the gossip of the villagers who saw it, Mu Mu didn't take it to heart at all, no matter what others said, anyway, he was not afraid of the shadow slanting.

Mu Ziyu's memory was not bad, so he led Mu Mu into a small alley like an alley, and the two of them walked for half an hour before arriving at the blacksmith's house.

The blacksmith's house lived far away from the village, like Mu Mu's house, which lived on the edge. This was not because the villagers didn't like it, but because their iron making was a bit noisy.

His house is a big tile-roofed house with four rooms and a yard. This kind of condition can be regarded as an upper-class family in the village.

"Uncle Lei Zi, are you home?" Mu Ziyu didn't go in, but shouted loudly at the door.

"Bang bang bang!" There was the sound of blacksmithing from inside, but Mu Ziyu yelled a few more times because he might not have heard the sound from the door.

"Who is it!"

Finally there was a response from the courtyard. A thin seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who was wearing a gray robe and an apron opened the courtyard door and came out, seeing Mu Ziyu's face beaming with joy.

"Brother Ziyu." The boy yelled, and saw Mu Mu next to Mu Ziyu, his expression turned ugly, and the words stuck in his throat.

"Hello, I'm Mu Mu. I'm here to ask Uncle Lei Zi to help me make a pot. I don't know if he's at home." Mu Mu didn't understand why his face changed when he saw him.

"Oh!" The boy replied, "Father, someone is looking for you." Then he let him into the house.

Mu Mu's expression was inexplicable, he glanced at Mu Ziyu for no reason, and asked him with his eyes, did you offend him?No matter how he saw him, his face changed.

"Here we come." A male voice as rough as thunder came from inside, and soon a tall and strong man came out, probably about 40 years old.

"It's Ziyu!" Uncle Lei Ziyu saw that it was Mu Ziyu, his tone was cold, and his face became a little ugly.

Although Mu Mu wanted to ask, but now is not the time, so he hurried out, "Hello, Uncle Lei Zi, I am Mu Mu, and I would like to ask you to make a new pot for me."

"Mu Mu?" Uncle Lei Zi looked at Mu Mu and narrowed his eyes, "The baby at home?"

Mu Mu didn't hide anything, and nodded in response, "Yes."

"Oh." Uncle Lei Zi's expression returned to normal, and he glanced at Mu Ziyu, "He brought you here."

Mu Mu nodded again, "Yes, I couldn't find your home, so I asked Brother Ziyu to bring me here."

"Hmph." Uncle Lei Zi looked at Mu Ziyu and snorted inexplicably, and waved at Mu Mu, "Come in! What kind of pot do you want to have, the price is not cheap."

In the eyes of Uncle Lei Zi, Mu Mu is a child without a father and no mother, and it will cost a lot of money to get a new pot. It's not that he looks down on him, but because he is a farmer who really has no money.

"I know this." Mu Mu obediently responded, "Uncle Lei Zi, don't worry! I won't owe you anything, as long as you type it out for me."

Uncle Lei Zi glanced at Mu Mu, seeing that he was not lying, he agreed, "That's naturally the best." Then he asked Mu Mu to go in and choose the size of the pot.

Mu Mu is naturally a round-bottomed pan, so he told Uncle Lei Zi about his desire to make a pan.

Uncle Lei Zi was stunned for a while before he realized that in the past, when people asked him to make pots, they always asked for round bottoms, and he had never heard of frying pans.

"Flat bottom?" Uncle Lei Zi looked at Mu Mu like a fool, "Then how do you use it!" The flat bottom is probably not good for cooking.

"Uncle Lei, as long as you help me type it out, as for how to use it, I will naturally be useful. Don't worry, the price will not be less for you, as much iron as you need."

Naturally, the iron used in a frying pan will not use as much iron as in a round pan. If the price is high, Uncle Lei Zi will naturally not reject this business.

"Baby who is at home, have you made up your mind?" Uncle Lei Zi and Mu Mu made sure, otherwise he would not want the frying pan when the time came, wouldn't it be a waste of his own iron.

"Sure." Mu Mu nodded in response, "Uncle, don't worry about playing! Otherwise, you can pay a deposit."

In the end, Uncle Lei still didn't turn down the order, and took over the frying pan business, and finally took one-third of the price, and the rest came and paid for the frying pan.

A small pot the size of a washbasin costs about three taels of silver. If it is made into a pan, the extra iron in the round shape below will naturally be saved.

In the end, Mu Mu bought a frying pan with two taels of silver, paid a third of the deposit, and went back with Mu Ziyu. On the way, the skinny son of Uncle Lei Zi's family said a few words.

On the way home, Mu Mu couldn't help asking, and Mu Ziyu said that the little man was his unmarried daughter-in-law before.

Mu Mu stared at Mu Ziyu for a long time with a bewildered expression, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "Isn't that also surnamed Mu?" Can the same village and the same surname be married?The most important one is a boy!

"In our Mu family village, the surname Mu is not from the same family. Some people with the surname Mu changed their surname to Mu later. Xiao... the Mu Xi family did not have the surname Mu three generations ago."

Mu Mu understood, it turned out that they didn't have the same surname, so naturally there was no one who couldn't get married.However, the biggest problem is not that the other party is a boy?

Mu Ziyu seemed to know what Mu Mu wanted to ask, and then explained, "Mu Xi is a twin."

"Oh!" Mu Mu groaned, how could he forget the question of Shuang'er so quickly, it was so depressing.

In the end, Mu Ziyu explained to Mu Mu the marriage contract between him and Mu Xi, and resigned because his parents finally died. Since then, Mu Ziyu has lived on the mountain.

Mu Mu gave Mu Ziyu a sympathetic look. His father, mother and daughter-in-law were gone, and he was rejected by his future father-in-law. In the end, he lost his family. What a poor child.

Mu Ziyu didn't know that he was being sympathized with, so after sending him home, he went back to the mountain and took some dried wild vegetables that Mu Mu had dried himself, which was the best for making soup.

But Mu Ziyang was not in a hurry to go back, he helped his men chop some firewood, and had a meal at night that he had never eaten in his life, fried chicken chops.

In addition to buying some pig offal, Mu Mu also bought a chicken, wrapped it in flour, marinated it, and finally fried it in oil. He also made some homemade tomato sauce, which was absolutely delicious.

Mu Qiu was full of food at night, and Xiao Douding was as happy as it was during the New Year. In the end, Mu Mu took the remaining two pieces of chicken chops back to Mu Ziyang.

After dinner, Mu Mu caught Mu Qiuzhuang again, and the two marinated the pig intestines and liver and lungs in the middle of the night, crushed the meat and stuffed it with some sausages.

The pork liver was best fried with sour chili, but unfortunately there is no such thing as chili, so Mu Mu had to marinate the pork liver to look like bacon.

A few days later, Mu Mu got the frying pan he wanted, and went up the mountain to invite Mu Ziyu to his home to fry sausages, pickled pork liver and lungs, etc.

Mu Mu also bought some big pork bones, and invited the village chief, Bai Langzhong, Mu Qiu and Aunt Chunni to have a delicious meal at home.

There are two mothers in Muqiu's family, two fathers in Muziyang's family, and there is only one son left in Bailang's family. It's a pity that he didn't come back this time and Muziyu is only six people.

Mu Mu specially fried eight dishes, two vegetarian, and the rest are all meat dishes, and the styles are the kind that only big restaurants can afford. Mu Mu directly said that he learned it in Yinjia Restaurant, but no one Suspect.

After all, it is not a secret in Mujia Village that Mu Mu and Yinjia Restaurant do bamboo business, but no one except Mu Qiu's family knows the real business.

Mu Mu was originally a generous person, these people were the people he treated the best when he came to this world, it is not difficult to invite a few people to dinner, anyway, he does not invite them every day, and he is not afraid of outsiders gossiping.