Wearing a mountain village tuff

county.

It has been seven or eight days since the last time I sold glutinous rice cakes.Ye Baiyou brought the newly made mulberry jam and set up a stall in another place.Twelve inches followed behind him.

"Brother Yuzu, you really went to that Yanji restaurant!" Twelve grabbed the hem of Ye Baiyou's clothes, his thin white fingertips clinging tightly to the indigo-colored fabric, trying to get closer but couldn't.

"We don't have any money, so we can only set up a stall in front of them if we want to see Yan Zhi. We can't just go in and sit around without ordering food, just to see the owner's house?"

Twelve: "It's reasonable, but that's not the important thing."

Ye Baiyou patted the hand tugging at his sleeve: "Relax, nothing is done, what are you afraid of?"

Twelve watched as Ye Baiyou passed by the old couple's stall and greeted them.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he turned his head, Ye Baiyou pressed his shoulder. "Twelve, hello."

"Grandpa and grandma are good."

"Hey! Good good."

"Brother You hasn't come here for a long time... Is this going to change places?"

Ye Baiyou smiled and nodded: "Try another place."

Without saying a few words, Twelve grabbed Ye Baiyou's clothes and was forced to follow him.Seeing that the signboard of Yanji restaurant is close in front of his eyes, Twelve let go in discouragement.

"Forget it, I don't care!"

"You're young, who cares?" Ye Baiyou tilted his head with his knuckles, and when he turned around, he saw the big shop signboard.

After looking around, the restaurant is located in the middle of this alley.

The flow of people is not bad, and there are many vendors.Ye Baiyou unloaded the back basket and placed it diagonally opposite the gate, three to five meters away.

Here you can see the scene in the store, and it doesn't hinder people from doing business.

"Why is my brother placed in the alley?" The basket fell down, and the uncle next to him recognized him at a glance.

Ye Baiyou scanned the fresh vegetables in his pick. "Uncle, this dish is really juicy."

Who doesn't like others to praise their own good things, the uncle in rough cloth smiled happily: "Brother has good eyesight, they are all freshly picked vegetables from the field this morning."

He sat on the small low stool he brought and pointed to the open restaurant opposite. "See, the biggest restaurant in Guozi Lane takes most of my food every day."

Guozi Lane is very large, and there are mostly shops in it.The further you go, you will be connected to another alley of Nanshuyuan.You can tell by the name that a large area over there belongs to the academy.

After school, some scholars will walk directly from Shuyuan Street.It's in the center of the county, closer to the big restaurants in the county.Food is naturally more expensive.

Most of the rest went to Guozi Lane.Although this side is not as well built as the other side.But there are many shops and stalls.They are all small businesses, which are very suitable for those scholars whose family background is not very good to eat and buy things.

Ye Baiyou and Twelve set off at Yinshi, and it was not too early to arrive in the county.

He finished his stall and pulled the reluctant Twelve to sit in a row with him.There is a specially brought grass ball under the buttocks.

"Uncle, doesn't the shop opposite do Korean food business?"

"If you don't do it, this Yanji store will only do it at noon and evening."

"Are there many customers in this shop?" Ye Baiyou smiled, holding Twelve's anxious paws.

"A lot, why not a lot!"

"I often sell vegetables here, and every time their boss buys vegetables from me, they can be sold out in a day."

"that is real good."

"The owner is good. There is only one cook and one waiter in the shop. The rest is under the supervision of the owner. The dishes are solid and the taste is not bad, so there are more natural people."

Ye Baiyou listened and agreed: "I'm afraid this owner has been in business for many years, and he must be in his 40s."

When the uncle heard this, he clapped his callused hands with pride in his eyes. "Hey! You don't know that, this boss only has this number this year."

The big tree's rough hands made a two-to-one comparison.

"It's only twenty!" Ye Baiyou opened his mouth slightly, and raised the muscles on his face.He exaggerated his shock.

The uncle seemed to have something to do with Rong, and straightened his body: "No, young and promising."

"How do you look?" Ye Baiyou asked bluntly.

The uncle's eyes lost interest, and he looked at Twelve behind him. "Are you... wanting to give it to your brother?"

After all, brother Dao's reputation was involved, so the uncle was hesitant not to clarify the matter.

Ye Baiyou glanced back at Twelve, who acted like it was none of my business.The mouth is pursed, and it can hold two catties of oil.

Ye Baiyou laughed: "No, no."

The uncle propped his hands on his knees, with a serious expression on his face. "In my opinion, if you really want to see someone else, it's better not to look at this owner..."

Ye Baiyou saw a figure flash by in the restaurant, with aroused curiosity on his face.Quickly asked: "Why?"

The uncle seemed to move his chin forward inadvertently, and lowered his voice: "People are coming, you can see for yourself."

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

"Cough cough...cough cough!" The heart-piercing cough seemed to be coughing out the lungs.

"My boss, I told you what I want to buy and let me come."

Ye Baiyou looked up, and there was a very white man standing in front of him.There was a strong smell of medicine on her body, as if she had been soaked in a medicine jar for many years.

It's time to leave.

Very strong taste!

Especially for a person like Ye Baiyou who was forced to drink Chinese medicine for half a month by Twelve, it reminds him of the smell of medicine.

But this strict prohibition seems to target his stall.

Seeing him nodding to the uncle next to him, he walked straight over.The step was very slow, even requiring the help of the people next to him to support him.But with long legs, he arrived in front of Ye Baiyou's stall in just a few steps.

Ye Baiyou didn't have the shyness of his brother at all, he just opened his eyes and looked at him.

From the shoes all the way up to the neatly bundled hair.

It's quite high, almost 1.9 meters.But extremely thin, like a stick.A white brocade coat hangs loosely on his body, like a piece of cloth wrapped around a pole.

As if the wind blows, the clothes can take him to the sky.

And extremely white, a sickly paleness.Even the lip color is very light.His facial features are well-proportioned, not as handsome as Shen Wujing's, but he can be found if he is thrown in the crowd.

Twelve was instantly relieved when he saw the man.

Being so weak and sick, he is definitely not as good as his son.

Withdrawing the hand that was holding the hem of Ye Baiyou's clothes, Twelve rings wrapped around his knees, poking the bamboo strips on the back basket out of boredom.

"This one...cough, cough, cough!"

"My lord, it's very windy outside. You can get out of bed now, and you can buy whatever you want, you have me!" The shop clerk, who was two heads shorter than him, was busy protecting him, his hands constantly running behind Yan Zhi's back. Get angry.

Ye Baiyou took care of the patient and took the initiative to say, "My lord, I sell glutinous rice cakes here."

"Cuiba? Cough cough! Cough cough, I... have eaten it." He gasped for breath after saying a word, and the uncle at the side shook his head when he saw it.

He gave Ye Baiyou a look.It seems to be saying: Look at it, it looks like this.

It stands to reason that Yan Zhi's family background is the best in this Fruit Street.But it's just that she came out of the mother's womb early, and she was sick and weak since childhood.The wind blows and it falls.The smell of medicine all over his body came from the medicine jar soaked in it from a young age.

It's also a pity that such a good person is not in good health.

Twelve also felt that he was a little serious, but it seemed to be a cold.This one needs to be kept well in the house, how can it come out.Twelve's hand poking the bamboo strip moved to the gray rope again, curling his fingers on it.

This one is no longer a threat, and there is another one.

He stirred the rope a little more eagerly, pulling the pannier and moving accordingly.

Son!If you don't come again, your husband will really die!

This coughing lasted for a long time, and Yan Rang calmed down after drinking the warm water brought by the waiter from the shop.

Ye Baiyou asked directly: "Young master, do you want glutinous rice cakes?"

Yan Zhi touched the corners of his lips with a brocade handkerchief, and his translucent white face was stained a little rosy.But the listless eyebrows were like wilted leaves of grass, hanging down feebly.

He nodded slightly, pulling the corner of his mouth. "Trouble."

It should have been coughing, and the voice was hoarse and clear.But the ending sound is a bit weak, as if the breath is not enough to say a word.

Ye Baiyou skillfully unlocked the lid. "There are three flavors, brown sugar and cherry jam, and now there is mulberry jam."

"The same one." He spoke in a very soft voice, as if he was afraid of coughing up again.

Like a sigh, the wind blows away.

"Boss, can you eat so much?" Xiaoer stood beside him like a child, with a flushed face and vigor like a monkey coming down a mountain.

Yan Zhi covered his lips with a handkerchief and coughed a few times: "Aren't you still there?"

Ye Baiyou wrapped the glutinous rice cakes and gave them to others.Twelve took the money and stuffed it into the purse.

After shopping, the two went back.

Ye Baiyou pouted and sighed.

Twelve looked at him quietly, trying to figure out why he sighed.

It's not a pity to fall in love with others!

The uncle also sighed. "Yes, it's a pity."

Ye Baiyou smiled at the uncle, then turned to look at the resentful Twelve.Slowly pulling the tune: "It's a pity."

"Hmph!" Twelve turned his head abruptly and crossed his arms.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Ye Baiyou pressed him on the shoulder and turned him over, "Didn't I promise my aunt and the others, this is not..."

Twelve's momentum was as strong as fire: "Then why are you sighing?"

Ye Baiyou spread her hands in front of him: "Come on, I'll talk to you."

"You see a man who is friendly to his subordinates, kind to his neighbors, good at doing business, good at..." Ye Baiyou counted, Twelve suddenly grabbed his last upright finger.

Ye Baiyou was interrupted by him, moved his eyes from his own hands to Twelve's clear eyes, and continued:

"It's a pity."

Twelve bulged his cheeks.

Pulling his sleeve up his arm, he also slapped himself in front of Ye Baiyou.

Ye Baiyou pulled down the somewhat high sleeves for him, and pretended to withdraw her hand calmly after seeing the pair of black and white bracelets.Except for the shaking of his fingers, he couldn't see any changes.

"Come on, Brother Yuzi, when we feel sorry for others, why not feel sorry for Young Master."

"Young master is good to us and to the neighbors. He can make more money than him, he can also martial arts, and he can play very well... Don't you think it's a pity if you don't catch him?"

Ye Baiyou pinched his hand with two fingers and put it back, and then saw the black pointed tail move, she pulled her hand away abruptly.

"It's not your calculation."

"Your son never said that he likes me, so you can't just marry me regardless of his wishes."

"Why didn't you say that!" Twelve immediately became anxious and sat upright.

"Boss, you are finally here, bring me a glutinous rice cake with jam!"

Only then did Twelve make up his mind to say, the guest is here;

Ye Baiyou took care of the guests first, and went to two glutinous rice cakes at once.

Twelve grabbed the money, didn't put it in the purse, hurriedly pulled Ye Baiyou and insisted: "That's it."

Ye Baiyou said indifferently: "I also said he didn't say anything."

Twelve stomped anxiously: "Just say it!"

Ye Baiyou couldn't help laughing when he saw that he was making people anxious.The originally slightly round eyes are bent and narrowed at the end of the eyes.It is tilted upwards, showing a little coquettishness.

"I'm coaxing you, what's the rush?"

Twelve pursed her mouth: "It's all your fault, young master, my husband doesn't watch by himself!"

Ye Baiyou nodded her cheeks, and her eyes fell on the three round small jars in the back basket. "Twelve, by the way, isn't your master in the county, and you don't want to live with them?"

"You drive me away!" Twelve's eyes widened, full of shock.

"What are you thinking about!" Ye Baiyou patted his forehead, and closed the little brother's staring eyes.

He held the basket with both hands, and leaned his chin on the back of his hands when he was tired from sitting.

"I just suddenly thought that your master is not your family member? You have been playing in the village for so long. If you want to come back here for a few days, just tell me."

"It's not that I haven't come to the county. I often watch it, so there's no need." Twelve blows up at one o'clock now, but it's easy to coax.After being patted by Ye Baiyou, he quickly relaxed.

With his hands on his face, he looked at the sparse crowd in front of him. "Brother Yuzu, after reading this, why don't you still go to see that master?"

Ye Baiyou's eyes brightened slightly, she turned her head and said, "It's okay to have a look."

"you!"

Ye Baiyou's long eyelashes outlined by pomelo ink lines fanned lightly, with a teasing smile on the corner of his mouth: "Twelve, don't be like your son at a young age, live like his grandpa in Chang'an."

"Forget it, I really don't care."

The corners of Ye Baiyou's mouth curled up slightly: "I remember someone said that last time."

Twelve Qicheng Pufferfish: "Definitely don't care!"

The son's husband, the son, manages it himself!

However, Twelve's hand holding the rope of the basket suddenly tightened, and his face became more and more serious.

"What's wrong?" Ye Baiyou leaned over and bumped into his shoulder, Twelve remained motionless.

The child's bottom plate is quite stable.

The guests came intermittently, Ye Baiyou saw that he was in a daze, so he went by himself.

It has been many days since the last letter was delivered.Why haven't you received a reply from the son?

The little chubby pigeon didn't come home either.

The more Twelve thought about it, the more something went wrong.Could it be that the son is angry?Before, he vowed to let himself be optimistic about brother Yuzu, but now he doesn't want to...

Twelve hurriedly shook his head.No no, definitely not.

He couldn't wait to go back and have a look, what if the little chubby pigeon was tired all the way and Zheng Xiang sleeping under the bed was not seen by him?

Consoling himself like this, Twelve waited until Ye Baiyou finally sold out.

Twelve hurriedly leaned over to cover the jar.

Jam still sells better, but brown sugar is not bad either.Even if it is made of mulberries, although the jam made is not very good-looking, it has a unique flavor.

Just as the last lid was being put on, Yan Zhi, the weak master inside, came out again.

Twelve Ben stood up hastily, and was just one step away.The man went to the booth alone again.

"It's sold out, guest officer." Ye Baiyou blocked the shadow in front of him, and subconsciously was a customer who came to buy things.

"Cough, cough cough." Yan Zhi clenched his fist against his lips.

As soon as I heard it, I knew it was this person.

Ye Baiyou: "Dare to ask the young master..."

"If you don't mind, please go in and chat." Yan Zhi stretched out his long hand towards the door of his shop.

Ye Baiyou understood and nodded.

He picked up his backpack and followed into the Yanji restaurant.

Ye Baiyou sat outside all morning, but felt that this shop was bigger than other shops.I didn't expect that after I came in, there would be a hole inside.

The shop is divided into two floors.The downstairs lobby is very wide.There are dozens of tables arranged neatly inside.The monkey-like waiter was busy jumping up and down at various tables.

Serving food, collecting dishes, and greeting guests are all easy.

It was noon at this moment, and almost all the students sitting in the lobby were wearing long gowns.To a lesser extent, there are other bosses such as pastry shops and oil press shops.

At first glance, it looks a bit like being in a university cafeteria.

Yan Zhi noticed the scrutiny in his brother's eyes, and only lowered his coughing, waiting for him to finish reading.

Ye Baiyou glanced over a few times, then looked up at the man apologetically. "Sorry, your shop is so good, I lost my mind."

"Where, it is our shop's blessing to be able to enter the eyes of customers." Yan Zhi lowered his voice, as if to suppress the cough, "This way please."

Tightening her sleeves, Ye Baiyou turned her head and gave Twelve a calm look, and pulled him back to follow.

"Dou Zi, have a pot of tea."

"Okay!" The little second-hand man named Dou Zi put the handkerchief on his shoulders and quickly came over with the teapot in his hand.

"My name is Yan Zhi, Zhi who stops."

"Ye Baiyou, Baiyouzi." Ye Baiyou concentrated on looking at the restaurant from the corner of his eye.

Unlike restaurants, even the facade is decorated very delicately.This Yanji restaurant has a simple and simple taste from inside to outside.The windows facing the alley are opened, and the outside light comes in directly.Air circulation, very bright.

After Douzi poured tea and left, Ye Baiyou took a sip from the teacup.Straight to the point, he asked, "Why did Boss Yan call us here?"

When Yan Zhi's eyes, which were still weak just now, talked about the business, it was as if a candle was lit inside, slightly thin but brightened a lot.Looking at the person is actually somewhat energetic.

"To be honest, I want to ask about the jam."

He panted slightly, suppressing the itchiness in his throat a little.Putting one hand on the table, under the cang jia color sleeve, the wrist is even whiter.

"Although I don't taste much of your Ciba, I have eaten it a few times. The unique jam is sweet and sour, and it's the most food-enhancing."

After finishing a long series of words, he took a light breath, and said again: "So I want to ask, can I supply some to the small shop."

Ye Baiyou and Twelve looked at each other.

This is business delivered to your door.

As soon as he put his hand on the table, the posture of discussing the project in his previous life was naturally placed on the table.With the right smile on your mouth: "Which one do you want?"

In an instant, Yan Zhi saw that the brother in front of him changed his appearance.

Although he was surprised, he also maintained a calm expression on his face.

"how much do you have?"

"Not many." Ye Baiyou turned over his palm and tapped his fingertips on the table, "Mulberries are in season now, I only made this little."

"There are only three catties of cherry jam left."

For such a large storefront, this is definitely not enough.

Yan Zhi drooped his eyes in thought, and coughed a few times from time to time.

Ye Baiyou was also thinking.Jam is at most an ingredient in a dish, but sometimes just a spoonful of it can even add five points to the color.

But it is not easy to get fruit. Every season, the fruit that can be made into jam is different.

What Ye Baiyou could get out was what he had on hand.

The author says:

Yuzu: I want to pursue happiness, not stay alone in an empty room.

Shen Wujing: I'm here, I'm here——

感谢在2022-08-1719：53：03-2022-08-1818：04：14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 236524751;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 2 bottles of nike warm ocean; 1 bottle of wind, flowers, snow and moon;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!