Crossover boy farming

When Luo Mingyue returned home, he asked his servants to deliver the roast duck to the kitchen and the horses to the stables, and he dragged his exhausted body to the yard.

I met Luo Mingxi at the gate of the courtyard, but Luo Ming felt more like his second brother's gossip.Maybe she heard the news of his return for sure, and deliberately blocked him here.

Luo Mingyue glanced at her and continued to walk in the door. Luo Mingxi followed behind him: "Where are you going? After these few days, if you don't come back, my brother almost sent someone to look for it. It doesn't matter if you lose it. Can't lose it."

"Don't you know where I'm going?" Luo Mingyue rolled his eyes and asked knowingly.

It was because he knew that it was "almost". It was the first time that his precious brother went so far alone, and he didn't return for two days, and he didn't come back with a letter. If he didn't know that he went to Zhang Wuliang's house in Taohe Village...

Let's put it this way, his father has already prepared his hands.

The young master came back, and the servants in the yard felt busy, Luo Mingyue sat down on a chair, waiting to be served, Luo Mingxi also found a chair, and sat next to Luo Mingyue.

"Where's big brother?" Although he was very tired, Luo Ming still sat upright.

"It should be to watch the blast," Luo Mingxi guessed.After all, we haven't seen each other for two or three days. With their elder brother's temperament of loving horses like his life, he must go and see them.

It's a pity that Luo Mingxi's guess was wrong. When Luo Mingze heard that his third brother was leading the horse back, his first reaction was indeed to watch the blast.

But after thinking about it, I still choose to take a look at his Xiaoyao first.

Luo Mingze is a military commander who has practiced martial arts since he was a child, but due to his genetic limitations, he does not look like that kind of strong and strong man.It's just a little stronger than Luo Yuanqing and Luo Mingxi, and with his handsome face, he has the feeling of a Confucian general.

Luo Mingze walked vigorously, stepped into Luo Mingyue's yard, and arrived at the main hall in a few steps.

"Xiao Yue!" The voice was also crisp and clear, full of confidence: "Why did you just come back?" The voice came before the people arrived, and Luo Mingyue and Luo Mingxi immediately stood up from their chairs when they saw it: "Brother..."

Luo Mingze went over and patted their shoulders, signaling them to sit down.

Then he sat on the chair by himself, waiting for Luo Mingyue's answer.

Luo Mingyue felt that the main seat was vacant, and sat opposite Luo Mingze: "In order to wait for the roast duck, I stayed at Brother Liang's house for two days."

Luo Mingze: "Roast duck?"

Luo Mingyue nodded: "I just sent someone to the back kitchen, and told them how many to cook at night."

Luo Mingze smiled: "That's good, I've heard you say that roast duck is delicious, but unfortunately I came back late and didn't catch up with the time. Thanks to Xiaoyue, I can still taste this legendary delicacy before I leave. .”

When Luo Mingyue heard this, he felt sad: "Brother, are you leaving now? Didn't you say you can stay at home for a few more days?"

Luo Mingze shook his head: "I've been close to home these past few years, and I have adults to understand that I can come back and stay for a few days every year during the New Year's Eve. It's just that adults are busy there, so I still want to go back as soon as possible to share your worries."

Luo Mingyue is not an ignorant person: "Then when is the eldest brother going to leave?"

"Tomorrow" Luo Mingze replied.

"Huh?" Luo Mingyue was momentarily at a loss.

Luo Mingxi looked at him amusedly: "That's why I said, if you don't come back home, you will send someone to look for it."

"Second brother, you already know?" Luo Ming glared at him more: "Why didn't you tell me!"

If he had known that he would not stay in Taohe Village any more, he could go to Taohe Village at any time, but his eldest brother was not at home all the time, Luo Ming was secretly annoyed.

"I'm wronged." Luo Mingxi cried out again and again: "I only found out yesterday."

Luo Mingyue turned his head and looked at Luo Mingze accusingly. Luo Mingze was unconscious for a moment, and explained embarrassingly on his face: "I was also afraid that it would affect everyone's mood for the New Year, so I didn't say it earlier..." His voice became smaller and smaller .

"Hmph!" Luo Mingyue couldn't help being unhappy no matter how unhappy he was: "Have you packed your things? Remember to bring the two boxes of preserved eggs brought back earlier. Anyway, it is convenient for you to travel by water, and there is roast duck today.

Except for what you ate tonight, you take the rest away, wrapped in oiled paper. "

Luo Mingze looked at him quietly, "Brother?" Luo Mingyue called him.

Luo Ming looked at him more suspiciously: "Did you hear what I just said?"

Luo Mingze was just laughing, staring at Luo Mingyue and said with emotion: "Xiao Yue, you have really grown up."

It was the first time for Xiao Yao to say this kind of nagging, Luo Mingze only felt a little swollen and sore in his heart.

Luo Mingyue had a sore nose, and turned his head away so they wouldn't see it.

Here, the Luo family is immersed in the reluctance of parting.The roast duck brought back by Wu Maoqian and Huzi was greeted with cheers in the small house in Bu Ning Lane. Everyone got busy and happily prepared the roast duck feast.

But Zhang Wuliang, who was far away in Taohe Village, was troubled by one thing, that is, the name of Guoguo.

From years ago to the next year, Zhang Wuliang did not know how many names he denied, and he still has nothing.

"How about calling Zhang Haosi?" Zhang Wuliang sat on a small bench in the room, with his arms on his legs and his chin propped up, and asked Chen Xiaonian who was sitting on the kang folding clothes.

Chen Xiaonian stopped what he was doing and thought for a while: "Is this name too um... a bit masculine."

Zhang Wuliang propped his chin in a depressed mood. If it wasn't for fear of causing trouble to Guoguo, Zhang Wuliang would have wanted to name him with the character "Qi" of their next generation.

"Why don't we still call him Zhang Ziyun?" Chen Xiaonian suggested slightly.

This was the first name they decided on before. After thinking about it, Chen Xiaonian still thinks this name is the best.

Zhang Wuliang also felt the same way, but he just didn't want to settle down like this. After more than a month of struggle, he finally resigned to his fate: "That's it, Zhang Ziyun, it's pretty good."

"Yeah." Chen Xiaonian continued to fold his clothes.

"Actually, there is no need to be in such a hurry." Zhang Wuliang comforted himself: "Anyway, he won't be listed on the genealogy until he is three years old. There are still a few years left. We can think about it later."

Zhang Wuliang left himself a long time to think.But in the end, Guoguo's name on the family tree was still "Zhang Ziyun".

The first month passed quickly, and everyone started to get busy one after another.In fact, Zhang Zhenzong and Wu Maoqian started to get busy. After Zhang Wuliang helped them a few times, he continued to live his life of idle clouds and wild cranes in Taohe Village.

Aunt Chen saw that they had already taken care of their children, so she didn't move to Zhang Wuliang's house anymore. Zhang Wuliang was at home teasing the children and doting on his husband. He didn't know how comfortable he was.

The busy farming has not yet started, Zhang Wuliang remembers the snack dream in his heart, and when he is idle and bored, he pesters Chen Xiaonian to go to the kitchen to make delicious food.

What kind of pancakes, baked cold noodles, etc., he has only seen the finished products, but he doesn't know how to make them, so he has been groping at home now.

Wu Maoqian promised another recreational artifact, but it has never been found. Wu Maoqian has urged him several times, and Zhang Wuliang's unified refusal is that he is not available.

Of course Wu Maoqian didn't believe it. How could he be free if he was at home?

So he reminded Zhang Wuliang every time he saw him, and every time he saw Zhang Wuliang, he urged him once.

Zhang Wuliang couldn't bear the urging anymore, so he took the newly made pancake fruit to gag him, but the result was the same urging.Just changed one thing.

"I really want to pry your head open to see what grows inside. You can come up with so many delicious things," Wu Maoqian said with emotion.At this time, Wu Maoqian was sitting in the main room of Zhang Wuliang's house, with pancake fruit in his left hand and cake in his right hand. There was also a bowl of roasted cold noodles on the table in front of him, which Zhang Wuliang and Chen Xiaonian had studied for more than two months. results.

Ever since Zhang Wuliang started researching snacks, whenever Wu Maoqian came back to Shuangwan Town, he would either ask Zhang Zhenzong to bring it for him, or come to Zhang Wuliang's house to eat by himself.

Zhang Wuliang really felt that his heart was deeply hurt. For such a long time last year, Wu Maoqian did not say that he would come to his house once. This year, the food is delicious again, so he is very reluctant to live here. The friendship between them Sure enough, it is not as good as a few bites!

"I also want to pry open your stomach to see how it grows inside." Zhang Wuliang said angrily, "It can hold so many things."

Wu Maoqian didn't care about his jokes: "Are you going to sell this?" he asked.

"I haven't figured it out yet." Zhang Wuliang is struggling. He used to plan to rent a shop and sell these together, but now he finds that making only one kind is too much.

Moreover, people nowadays do not have much patent awareness, and their ability to imitate is still very strong. This kind of snack will definitely be everywhere in a short time.

Just like the roast duck made by Zhang Zhenzong, someone has figured it out now, and now it can be sold at a high price, but it is just an authentic one. After a while, when other people's home cooks have similar taste, the price can only be reduced.

But snacks are different. The price cannot be set too high. Once imitated, someone will maliciously lower the price and earn hard money. This is what Zhang Wuliang does not want to see, but it is indeed unavoidable for him.

He believes that a large number of people will not care about the taste, but will pay more attention to the price.

Moreover, what others imitate may not necessarily taste worse than his home's.

Of course, the main reason is that he is not short of money now, and he is unwilling to spend too much investment to get such a negligible return.

He might have liked it when he first came.But now, with that time, it is better to spend time with my family.

"Okay." Hearing what he said, Wu Maoqian didn't force it, and continued to eat his beloved pancake fruit: "When you decide to open a restaurant, please let me know. I want to buy shares." Zhang Wuliang taught it.

Wu Maoqian ate happily, and Zhang Wuliang heard what he said.But suddenly stood up from the stool, which shocked Wu Maoqian: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Wuliang fixed his eyes on him: "What did you just say?"

"Me?" Wu Maoqian was at a loss: "I didn't say anything?"

He thought for a while: "If you're talking about buying shares, if you don't want to..."

"No!" Zhang Wuliang interrupted him: "You said to open a restaurant, yes, open a restaurant, why didn't I think of it?"

Zhang Wuliang's thinking is limited by the experience of the previous life, and these things in the previous life were roadside stalls.But these things haven't appeared yet, so why did he position them as roadside stalls in the first place?