​Transmigrated into Ancient Times to Sell Desserts

The bone is a good thing, especially the bone marrow in the hollow, which is fragrant and tender, and it is absolutely not to be missed.That's why Ji Wei would spend seven Wen to buy this pile of bones. Although there is no meat, it is perfect for stewing soup. It is nutritious and calcium-enriching, especially suitable for Liu Yimian who is growing.

After returning from the butcher's place, Ji Wei had already made up his mind that he would visit there often in the future.In his view, money cannot be saved by saving money alone. To save money, open source is also essential.

He gnawed on the bones, but Liu Yimian couldn't do anything.He had never seen it eaten like this before, and who would pay for bones that had no meat on them?

But this noodle soup is really delicious.

Liu Yimian gulped the noodles into her mouth, the extravagantly added egg ramen was chewy and springy, and the noodle soup contained a strong meat flavor.He devoted himself to eating, picked the shredded pork neatly aside, and buried himself in the noodles.After eating all the noodles, I began to taste the shredded pork slowly.

"Why don't you eat bones?" Ji Wei pointed to the untouched bones in his bowl, and raised his eyebrows, "I know no one will eat bones, but you just try, the bone marrow here is delicious , it would be a pity not to eat it."

Perhaps it was Ji Wei's satisfied expression that convinced Liu Yimian, he imitated Ji Wei and grabbed a bone with his hand, poked it with chopsticks a little hesitantly, and then put it in his mouth to suck.

Ji Wei smiled and pointed aside, "By the way, suck harder, and harder! Have you eaten yet? How is it?"

Liu Yimian tried his best to suck milk, and after an obvious sound of air, he finally took a mouthful of smooth and soft meat. The strong meat smell made his mouth full of saliva, and he held it in his mouth for a long time before he couldn't let it go. swallowed.

"Brother Ji, it's the first time I've heard that there is meat in this bone!" Liu Yimian looked at the bone curiously, the bone marrow inside was sucked out, and the middle of the long bone was empty.

Then Ji Wei taught Liu Yimian to chew on the joints, and the taste completely different from pure meat attracted Liu Yimian firmly.After opening the new world, he no longer needed Ji Wei, so he turned the bones in the bowl into a pile of bone scum.

Ji Wei burped, eating to her heart's content.After Liu Yimian finished eating, she put away the bowls and chopsticks, and was about to wash the dishes when Liu Yimian stopped her.

"You made the noodles at noon, so just wash this bowl for me." People who are used to doing things can hardly bear to be idle all of a sudden.Liu Yimian hardly touched the stove these days, so she had to take care of the laundry and cleaning, so she felt a little better.

Ji Wei didn't refuse, wiped her hands and went back to the house.Originally, he wanted to take a nap, but he was fascinated by the massage just now for a quarter of an hour, and now he was full of energy and didn't feel sleepy at all.Lying on the bed, I couldn't help but think about the bread kiln all the time. I got up from the bed after a while, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find paper and pens.

Liu Yimian opened the door and came in, just in time to see Ji Wei opening the cabinet, scratching his head and looking for something, "Brother Ji, what are you looking for? I packed everything at home, let me come."

"Do you have a pen and paper?"

"Ah?" This made Liu Yimian confused, the original owner's parents were illiterate, so there was no need for such things.The original owner doesn’t like to read, let alone touch books. There are no pens, inks, papers and inkstones at home. If you need them, you can just find a gentleman on the street. "

Ji Wei pondered for a moment, then waved his hands and said: "No need, I'll go out in the afternoon, you can rest at home." After finishing speaking, he ran out again in a hurry.

The four main streets of Changliu Town, east, west, south, and north, criss-cross. The east and west streets are full of stalls in the morning and evening, and the north and south streets will look much more prosperous and lively.In addition to many small restaurants, there are bookstores, pawnshops and so on.A few days ago, Ji Weihuo used to be a jade bracelet, and he came from South Street.

The original owner didn't come to South Street very often, so he found a Four Treasures of the Study shop based on his impressions. After entering, he was immediately attracted by the many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.The shopkeeper who was waiting behind the counter to make plans saw Ji Wei, and laughed, "Hey, what kind of wind is blowing today, it has brought Uncle Ji here, the shop is full of splendor!"

Ji Wei pretended not to hear the sarcasm in his words, and walked around the shop, "Shopkeeper, how much is a set of Four Treasures of the Study?"

"You want to buy it?" The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and immediately added, "The four treasures of the high-end study are a set of one tael of silver, and the medium ones—"

Ji Wei interrupted him impatiently, "How much is the cheapest set?"

The shopkeeper didn't dare to say more, and immediately took a few items from the shelf and put them on the counter, "Master Ji, this set is the best and cheapest Four Treasures of the Study that this shop sells, two hundred Wen, nothing less. "

A stack of paper, at a glance, there are about thirty or fifty sheets, the paper is thin, but smooth.The writing brush is an ordinary brush, which feels a little harsh to the touch. As for the ink and inkstone, the quality is ordinary, but it is cheaper.

He took out the money bag from his pocket, counted 150 coins and patted it on the counter. In the spirit of bargaining, he stared straight at the shopkeeper, hoping that he could lower the price, and said rather rascally: "I only have this There are too many, the shopkeeper will look at the sale."

The shopkeeper had heard of Ji Wei's notoriety. Seeing his actions, he was so frightened that his face turned ashen. He only hoped that the plague god would leave his small shop quickly. How could he dare to say anything else? He nodded and said: "Uncle Ji wants to buy, of course it is That's enough, I'll wrap it up for you right away." After speaking, he pulled a rope from under the cabinet, packed up all the pens, inks, papers and inkstones and handed them to Ji Wei, and hurriedly followed him to send him out the door before he heaved a sigh of relief.

Next to the Four Treasures of the Study is a bookstore, where many students are picking books from the shelves.Those who knew Ji Wei saw him coming in, as if smelling some stench, backed away repeatedly, and soon formed a small no-man's land in the narrow study room with Ji Wei at the center.

Ji Weiquan pretended not to see it. Due to limited funds, he picked up the "Analects of Confucius" and "Book of Songs" to check out and left South Street, humming a tune and returning to Ji's hut.

This trip took only half an hour, and it cost him nearly [-] Wen. Ji Wei sat on the stool, sighing while studying ink, "It's really easy to spend money, but it's hard to make money."

Liu Yimian couldn't help comforting: "Brother Ji, you are so capable, you can definitely make a lot of money."

Ji Wei smiled wryly, "I don't even know if I can do it, but you have more confidence than me."

Of course, for the concept of big money, the two have slightly different perceptions.

After the ink was ground, Ji Wei spread out a piece of paper on the round table, dipped the ink with the brush and wrote a few words on the paper.

The sharp edge of the sword comes out of sharpening

The font is strong and powerful, with some merits.

This is Ji Wei's motto.

He was born into a family of Chinese pastry. When he was young, his father forced him to practice calligraphy for an hour every morning in order to temper his playful nature.The next one is willow style. At first, it was to deal with my father. Later, when I went abroad to study art, whenever I encountered difficulties or felt irritable, I would write a few copybooks to sharpen my mood.

Ji Wei looked slightly satisfied with the words he had just written, then he pushed the piece of paper away casually, and spread another sheet.But this time it's not writing, but sketching patterns on paper.

At the beginning it was a boxy line, but soon, as Ji Wei's brush strokes passed by, a square base with an opening on the front of the arc dome, something with a strange shape appeared on the paper.

Then Ji Wei wrote cement, bricks, bottles, straw, and sand in the blank space next to it, took another piece of paper, wrote down the production process in memory in detail, checked it many times, and finally felt relieved tone.

Thanks to Ji Wei's inquisitiveness, he used the help of a middle-aged Caucasian couple's home to ask them about the production principle, otherwise he would have lost his eyesight and would never want to make pastry again.

Liu Yimian was watching Ji Wei's drawing and writing, although he was puzzled, but seeing Ji Wei's tired face, he obediently didn't ask any more questions, turned around and went to the kitchen to boil a basin of hot water, and came in with a towel to wash his face.

……

When Zhao Hu came back from West Street, he threw away the empty basket, drank the herbal tea prepared on the table, and shouted loudly, "Mother, I'm back."

Not long after, Aunt Zhou came out of the kitchen and said happily, "It's all sold out?"

Zhao Hu nodded.

He goes up the mountain every morning to pick fresh mountain fruit mushrooms, and sells them on West Street at noon.Sometimes the business is good and can be sold out, and if it is not sold out, it is brought back to improve the food at home.I was lucky today, a little lady bought all the remaining wild hawthorns, saying she was going home to make hawthorn cakes.

Aunt Zhou praised Zhao Hu a few words, and suddenly remembered that the kid from Ji's family next door seemed to be selling cakes on the street, so she asked Zhao Hu curiously.As soon as she mentioned this, Zhao Hu couldn't help being amazed.

"If he hadn't beaten the steamed stuffed bun Xishi in the street today, I would have thought he had a new core inside." Zhao Hu's words aroused Aunt Zhou's curiosity, and she patted him several times to make him say quickly, "I'm here On West Street, he sold out long ago. I heard that the business was not good all morning, and people came to ask from time to time. It was just arguing with Baozi Xishi and talking about..."

Zhao Hu was an honest man after all, he was embarrassed to say something, so he scratched the back of his head and smiled at Aunt Zhou foolishly.

"You brat, tell me what you have to be ashamed of with your mother!" Aunt Zhou smiled angrily and twisted Zhao Hu's ear.

Zhao Hu rubbed his ears a few times, and muttered: "Baozi Xishi is a girl after all, Ji Wei said that he had an affair with her, and it would not be good for her reputation..."

"what!"

Aunt Zhou shouted, startling Zhao Hu, "Mother, what's wrong?"

"Good boy, isn't she Lin Sanjie from West Second Lane? Why did she become Baozi Xishi again?" Aunt Zhou went to the street before, and heard about these dirty things, and thinking of Liu Yimian, her heartache suddenly turned into anger. Burn three feet high.

That Zhao Hu understands his old lady's thoughts best, and seeing her face change drastically, he can't help but mutter: "Mom, after all, Ji Wei bought that brother, this is a family matter, you, an outsider, care so much do what?"

Aunt Zhou rolled her eyes at him, "I just can't see Mianmian being wronged. If it wasn't for the poor family, I would have bought him back to be your wife." The latter half of the sentence was not loud, but Zhao Hu stood beside her , How can I not hear it, and suddenly blushed and had a thick neck.

"mother!"

"Okay, I'm joking with you, you take it seriously." Aunt Zhou gave Zhao Hu a blank look, and suddenly asked about a burning smell. Then she remembered that the cooking stove in the kitchen was cooking, she screamed, and rushed in. out of the kitchen.

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