With a brain-loving husband [travel]

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at the man's mouth, listened to the faint sound of crispbread, and unconsciously swallowed a few times.

The man frowned, with a delicate expression, and everyone immediately realized that the amber walnut seemed to be just a good skin.

"I knew it was another gimmick, it would really fool people!"

"That's right! It's just good-looking but not tasty!"

The crowd was about to disperse, but the man let out a big shout, held up the boy in the Suiyin Food Shop and shouted: "Give me two more packs!"

Only then did everyone realize that this person's emotions are inherently difficult to manage!

In an instant, people who were still wondering outside rushed forward, completely forgetting what they had just said.

And the boys have never seen such a bustling scene. No matter how good the business was in the past, they never saw customers rushing to buy like today, and they all packed in a hurry.

Within a few quarters of an hour, the new products on display were all sold out, and even the ordinary sugar cakes and rice cakes on the side were bought a lot.

Liang Xingsheng, who was watching from a distance, spat, turned and walked into the alley.

Within a few days, Shangshixuan became popular again.

On the other side, Fang Yun didn't know what was going on in the town at this time, and was staring at Miracle Doctor Gu rummaging through the sesame seeds with uneasiness.

Mo Jingcheng on the side wasn't nervous, and was still thinking about pinching Fang Yun's palm secretly, trying to comfort him in a low voice not to be too disturbed.

In the past few days, the sesame seeds have been processed properly after being stir-fried and dried. Today, after they delivered cakes to Shangshixuan, they brought the sesame seeds to the medical center to show Dr. Gu whether they have medicinal value and whether they can be sold at a good price.

In fact, Mo Jingcheng already has a bottom line in his mind, and there is nothing wrong with following the best processing method provided by the brain database. Besides, this sesame is cultivated with high-quality seeds, and its value has doubled by countless times.

Unexpectedly, this old man Gu was still so weird, he just stared at Zhima and looked again and again, and his expression didn't show any reason, which made Fang Yun uneasy.

Brother Mo took good care of this day and night, if it was useless, wouldn't it make Brother Mo sad?

Fang Yun glanced at Mo Jingcheng, and saw that the other party was still calm and calm, and even gently squeezed his palm to comfort him.

Just as Fang Yun was sighing, Gu Cheng finally asked quietly: "Stinky boy, where did you get this sesame?"

Mo Jingcheng had already guessed that he would ask this question, cupped his hands and took out the prepared speech and replied: "Back to the old man, these are all sesame seeds that the boy picked up on the mountain by accident, and they were processed after they were planted."

Hearing this, Gu Cheng, who had experienced many human affairs, gave him a sideways glance.

Most of the sesame seeds harvested in the past were randomly picked by farmers and sent here without treatment, so they were either moistened or cracked. They were full and translucent like the ones in front of us.

As for medicinal materials, the more complete they are, the higher the value is, and the same is true for sesame seeds.

But sesame has always been difficult to grow, not to mention the need for daily care, there are strict requirements for temperature and moisture, and it is not enough to be exposed to the sun for a long time.

What's more, taking care of it properly doesn't necessarily lead to a big harvest, so villagers are generally reluctant to plant it.

All of these in front of me weighed a few kilograms.

Of course, Gu Cheng wouldn't fully believe Mo Jingcheng's words, and he didn't look like he would take care of the crops. I'm afraid he stole it from somewhere. After all, he doesn't know whether this kid is good or bad.

But judging by his humble and gentle attitude, it doesn't seem like a lie.

Mo Jingcheng had already guessed that Gu Cheng would have doubts, so he said, "Master, if you don't believe me, you can go to the field and have a look. There are still some sesame trees that have no fruit."

Only then did he secretly rejoice, but he was afraid that the remaining sesame seeds would not be enough to make cakes, so he planted a few more.

Hearing this, Fang Yun also nodded vigorously, babbling to testify to Mo Jingcheng.

Fang Yun's temperament has always been gentle, and he never said anything in a panic. Even if he didn't believe Mo Jingcheng, an outsider, with Fang Yun at the side as a witness, Gu Cheng believed a little bit and stopped embarrassing him.

"These sesame seeds are in good condition, I have collected them all, how about ten taels?"

Hearing the price, Mo Jingcheng was secretly surprised.

He expected to sell only four or five taels this time, but who knows that it has doubled now.

When Fang Yun on the side heard the price, he was so shocked that the hallucination of wasted money appeared in front of his eyes.

He has never seen so much silver taels, which can cover the annual expenses of an ordinary farmer!

But what he doesn't know is that if it is used as a medicinal material, the price will only be higher.

Although Gu Cheng is a doctor in the countryside, but because of his reputation and excellent medical skills, he will be invited to see a doctor by the rich and noble officials in the town, which is not a big deal.

Even though he was surprised, Mo Jingcheng just smiled indifferently, and thanked him with cupped hands: "The boy thanked Mr. Gu."

Gu Cheng waved his hand, and the drug boy who was waiting on the side wrapped the sesame seeds and put them away, took the silver taels and handed them to Mo Jingcheng.

Mo Jingcheng took it, and handed the money to Fang Yun without hesitation.When the latter was stuffed with a heavy silver tael in his arms, his hands were shaking in shock.

Don't talk about the deal, at this moment Gu Cheng became more serious, stroked his beard and squinted his eyes, looking up and down at Mo Jingcheng.

I haven't seen this boy for a long time, but his complexion has turned rosy, his body is not as weak as before, and his handsome face is showing more and more.

"Stinky boy, he is recovering well. I think he has been taken care of very well." As he spoke, he checked his pulse and gave Fang Yun a meaningful look.

He had just seen the action of the two of them stuffing money, so he couldn't help but find it funny.

Like a husband who is under control.

However, Fang Yun was still immersed in the weight of the silver, and did not notice Gu Cheng's eyes.

Mo Jingcheng, who understood what he said, was silent and just smiled.

He was indeed well taken care of and his energy has recovered a lot.

Because it is the structure of the human body, he needs food to restore energy, and Fang Yun is good at craftsmanship, and he often makes some pastries for him, so his body is almost in good shape.

But he still pretended to look a bit unwell, not wanting to make the genius doctor suspicious.

Although you always have to be stared at and drink that bitter medicine.

"It's the old man's excellent medical skills." Mo Jingcheng said something against his conscience.

These words were very useful to Gu Cheng, and he felt proud when he heard them, but his face was still stubborn: "Hmph, you are the only brat with a mouth."

But he still couldn't help laughing until his wrinkles squeezed together, and he added: "You are in good health, so you don't need to drink the medicinal soup anymore, but you haven't fully recovered yet, just take care of yourself."

Mo Jingcheng waited for this sentence and hurriedly responded.

After chatting for a while, the two bid farewell to Gu Cheng, and went home happily with their money in hand.

On the road.

Fang Yun held the bag of silver tightly in his arms, and carefully glanced at Mo Jingcheng who was walking beside him from time to time with his almond eyes.

Sensing the gaze, Mo Jingcheng lowered his head, but saw Fang Yun hastily retracted his eyes and looked into the distance, as if nothing had happened.

"" If you haven't seen this yet, you are blind.

"What are you thinking about?" A warm voice came from beside him, like the cool wind blowing from the mountains in summer.

Just one sentence made Fang Yun's tense heart relax.

He took a deep breath, summoned up his courage and stuffed the silver tael into Mo Jingcheng's arms, gesticulating with his hands free, his little face flushed again.

After the gesture, the little head lowered like a child who has done something wrong.

The broken hair on his forehead stuck to his side face indiscriminately due to sweat, giving him a lovely and pitiful look.

It was only then that Mo Jingcheng realized what this little guy was worrying about, and rubbed his little head with a free hand, "This is the silver taels we earned together, and you also have a share. You want to repair the house Why not?"

Seeing the person's body stiffen, Mo Jingcheng paused, and added: "Besides, I also intend to repair the house."

After finishing speaking, he let go of the hand that was on top of the person's head. After thinking about it again and again, he still didn't hold the other person, "Go back quickly, it's getting dark."

Only then did Fang Yun come to his senses, and stepped forward to keep up.

But when he saw Mo Jingcheng's generous palms and remembered what he said just now, he couldn't help but blush.

It is not unreasonable for Fang Yun to want to repair that house.

He was living in Xinghua Village a few years ago. The village chief looked at him pitifully, so he gave him his abandoned house and fields so that he could have a place to stay.

There were two rooms in that house, the main room and the side room, but they were actually so small that they could only accommodate a bed and a table.The fairly tidy main room is used for rest, and the cool and dry side room is used to store some crops.

But since Mo Jingcheng came, Fang Yun moved all the crops in the side house to the yard, and lived in by himself, so that Mo Jingcheng, who was ill, could take good care of himself in the main house.

Although there is this reason, there is also the rule that a man and a brother cannot sleep in the same room unless they are married.

It's okay for him to live alone, and he can barely live by tidying up, but he is always embarrassed to let Brother Mo live in a house with a big hole and dust on the wall.

Anyway, in Fang Yun's eyes, Brother Mo's temperament is different from that of a countryman like him. He wants Brother Mo to live more comfortably.

What if Brother Mo is gone if the place is uncomfortable?

Although he believes that Brother Mo is not such a person.

A few days ago, it was hard to even eat enough, but now he made some money by selling sesame seeds, and Shangshixuan asked someone to send the money for the cakes, so he finally had spare money to repair the house, so Fang Yun came up with this idea.

But Mo Jingcheng had no objection, all the silver he earned was handed over to Fang Yun for safekeeping, and he didn't intervene.

One is that he is not yet familiar with the world, and the other is that he is still living in Fang Yun's family, Fang Yun's field. Although he has contributed, it is hard to say anything.

So repairing the house was on the agenda, and the first item was to pay some silver taels to ask the villagers for help.

In Xinghua Village, if someone wants to repair the house or build a new house, the villagers help each other during the slack.

But Mo Jingcheng was not from Xinghua Village, and he was not welcomed, so he had trouble finding villagers.

Fang Yun could look for him, but because Mo Jingcheng lived in his house, he was a little affected, and he was afraid of causing trouble, so he didn't dare to come.

For a while, no villager could be found to help.

After being rejected four or five times in a row, Fang Yun bulged his cheeks and rested his face, sad alone facing the field of wild wormwood outside the house.

"Brother Yun—"

Just as he couldn't bear to drop the golden beans, he was interrupted by a yell.

After taking a closer look, I saw the village chief leading a group of people walking towards here aggressively, carrying hoes.