Back to ancient times selling biscuits

Zhen Qingming was quite tired these two days, Saburo stopped teasing him, and after a while, Master Zhen, who always felt that it was awkward for two men to sleep together, fell asleep unknowingly.

Saburo was about to get up at five o'clock, so he had to go to bed early but he didn't dare to sleep too deeply.

Even though Zhen Qingming emphasized more than once that the yamen did not find any suspicious persons, Saburo still did not dare to be careless.When Zhen Qingming fell asleep, he put the kitchen knife and a rolling pin as thick as a baby's arm that he brought from home under the pillow, and then closed his eyes.

Half-dream and half-awake, Saburo, whose senses became more sensitive after being reborn, froze when he heard a "click", and opened his eyes instantly.

I saw two black shadows coming in under the sparse moonlight. As soon as the black shadows entered the door, they began to toss the clothes on the hangers. Saburo stretched out his arms calmly, touched the kitchen knife and the rolling pin, and saw that they hadn't fallen off the bed. Close your eyes lightly.

He has made a plan, if the visitor is only looking for something that doesn't hurt anyone, he has the right to pretend he didn't see it.

But damn it, just as he thought about it, he heard the sound of a knife being pulled out. Saburo hated him so much that his teeth itch. He had seen rampant, but never seen such a frenzied one.

It was too late and then quickly, the other party raised his hand and raised his knife, San Lang kicked his legs, and the quilt covering his body quickly ran to one of them.

Then San Lang held a knife in one hand and a stick in the other, raised his hand and smashed it, and the people in the blanket fell down.The other person reacted and swung his sword at Sanlang. Sanlang turned over and jumped to the ground, leaning on the stick to shield the sword. He went down three ways, and the other party quickly resisted. At this moment, the big knife in San Lang's hand slashed at his neck.

With a "plop", the two people who wanted to hurt others were all resolved.Saburo lit the lamp, and when he first saw those shining eyes, he couldn't help shivering, looking at the person sitting by the wall with a face full of interest, he didn't know when he woke up, and he didn't know how much he saw, " Why didn't you make a sound when you woke up?"

"I'm afraid to disturb you." Zhen Qingming jumped off the bed as he spoke, admiring from the bottom of his heart, "You are amazing!" Not knowing what fear is, he raised his leg and kicked the person on the ground, and asked nonchalantly, "Aren't you dead?" ?”

"..." Sanlang was at a loss for words. Fortunately, he was still worried that Zhen Qingming would be frightened, so he tried to find a reason to fool him, "I didn't die, I just fainted."

"That's okay." Saying so, the rather pity expression almost blinded Saburo, suddenly thinking whether he had expected this situation a long time ago, Saburo couldn't help looking at him, Zhen Qingming and him had a more and more tacit understanding "According to the time, they killed people in the middle of the night before. At the latest, when they rested the night before, they would find that the token was gone. Then they rushed back. If they didn't do anything yesterday, they might be looking for the token. In the end, they didn't find it, so they took the risk.

"However, I really didn't expect them to dare!" He picked up the knife that fell to the ground, and the light shone on it and reflected on his face. For some reason, Saburo smelled a bloodthirsty smell.

"What are you going to do with these two people?" Saburo feared that he might not be able to hold them steady, so he chopped off their necks.

"Give it to Duan Wang, damn it! Give him the token too, and let someone release the news later, no matter how their brothers talk about it. This time with you, if I do it again, I will not be so lucky." Don't look at Zhen Qingming With a calm face, he couldn't help being afraid after thinking about it.

No matter whether he was afraid or not, Saburo would say, "Go live at my house?"

"Okay!" Zhen Qingming didn't hesitate, he was afraid that there were people from the prince in the dark, and he didn't let Donglai Dongbao pack his things, and went to sleep next door with Sanlang every night.

But within a few days after he and Sanlang lived together, the wheat was ripe, and even though Sanlang's family only had a few acres of land, he had to go home.

When Zhen Qingming heard that Saburo would go back for at least three or four days, he was dumbfounded, "What am I going to eat if you're not here?"

"Grandma Sun can cook." Sanlang was afraid that he would invite the cooks, and he would not eat at home in the future, so he deliberately said, "The skills of the cooks in the dental shop are probably similar to those of Grandma Sun. If you think it tastes bad, go for it." Restaurant."

"Three or four days! You want me to eat in restaurants every day?" Zhen Qingming couldn't believe it, "No, you can only go back for one day at most!"

"Then I might as well not go back."

"Okay!" Master Zhen answered quickly, Saburo's eyes darkened, there are so many men in the world, why did he just settle for such a troublesome one.

Saburo had no choice but to steam three grates of big meat buns, deep-fry two catties of fried dough sticks, and put them in front of Zhen Qingming, "Is that okay?"

"I'll try it." He picked up the steamed bun and took a bite. The soup flowed everywhere, and it tasted so good. Mr. Zhen was very happy, "Why haven't I seen you do it before?"

Saburo took a deep breath. This is not the man he was looking for, but the ancestor he was looking for. "It's also the first time for Xiaowu and Simei to eat."

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhen was satisfied, but she was a little surprised, "Why do you know so many things?" Selling sesame cakes and cooking, with a good skill, he knew that Saburo was not willing to say it, and he didn't expect him to answer, "You don't know it." Is it?"

"Have a baby." Saburo said.

"Ahem..." Mr. Zhen sprayed all the minced meat in his mouth. Saburo thought he was dirty, so he took the twins home.However, Sanlang didn't go back empty-handed. He bought six catties of pork belly and two big carps, and packed ten catties of white flour and four to five catties of white rice from home.

Wu Liangshi helped him, feeling a little heavy. When he opened it, he was shocked, "You child, what are you doing with so many things!"

"What?" Facing Saburo's cold face, Wu Daming was a little uncomfortable. Hearing Wu Liang's nagging, he couldn't help but raise his head and stare, "How much is this meat?"

"It doesn't cost much." Saburo said, "When I was selling cakes, I bought meat from that shop every day, which was much cheaper than buying from you." He said looking for a knife to cut off a small piece, "I'll send it to my grandparents. "

After the biscuit stove, the relationship between Wu Daming and Wu Erming's family has become a bit farther away. No, Wu Daming rarely asked, "What kind of meat do you give away for any year or festival?"

"Yes, Sanlang, don't go." Wu Liangshi also stopped him.

Saburo saw that his parents seemed to have something to hide, and felt that something was wrong, "Could it be that they have troubled you again?"

"No." Wu Daming answered too quickly, Saburo felt that something was wrong, "Mother, tell me!"

"Last time when they troubled you, the adults caught up with them, and made the village head feel ashamed. Your grandparents didn't dare to ask us for money or things. However, two days ago, your second uncle asked me how I made the biscuits. "Wu Liang looked at Sanlang's expression and said, "I don't know. But they insisted that your father and I sell sesame seed cakes for you, and let's see how you do it."

"You look at it for nothing." San Lang said, "When kneading the dough, knead it a hundred times. The dough is firm, and the cakes are naturally delicious."

"Up, up and down?" Wu Liang couldn't believe it.San Lang rolled up his sleeves, "Look at my arm, Fourth Sister, hit me hard."

The fourth sister raised her hand and hammered his arm, "It hurts!" The little girl sucked in pain.

"..." The couple were speechless. They really felt that it was not easy for San Lang to make money, but they didn't know that it was the result of San Lang's morning and evening exercise. Wu Daming: "I will tell them later."

"Let me tell you, they don't believe you when you say it." Sanlang left with some meat.

As soon as he went out, he was stopped by someone, "Sanlang is back." The greeting was very warm.

Saburo didn't get this kind of treatment before, "Well, go and see my grandparents." He wanted to leave, but he was not allowed to let him go, "I heard that Wu Erming made sesame seed cakes and no one wanted a penny or two?"

"I don't know." Saburo said, "I went home to rest after selling the biscuits in the morning, and I haven't seen my second uncle all this time."

"It's not normal for your second uncle to sell sesame seed cakes in the morning when there is a market." The visitor whispered, grabbing San Lang's shoulder, "I heard from others that his sesame seed cakes are so hard that they can't be eaten in water. It's not just him, The same goes for two other families in the village, Sanlang, do you have any tricks for making biscuits?"

Saburo tilted his head and glanced at him, and the other party smiled and moved away his paw on his shoulder, "I'll just ask casually, don't think too much about it."

There is no silver 300 taels here, Saburo wants to bah!

"Is there any trick? You all know that I started cooking for my parents when I was six or seven years old. I knew how to make cakes. I kneaded the noodles more than 100 times when making the sesame seed cakes. It should be like this. The cakes I made are delicious." Saburo nonsense.

In the previous life, there were so many biscuit sellers, and there were only one or two customers in each place. It really seemed that they were relying on brute force.Of course there are tricks and secret recipes.

Wu Erming would never want to learn these things from him in his life.As for kneading the dough a hundred times, he occasionally wanted to get the gluten out of the dough, and he really wanted to do that.

Just as Sanlang and Wu Laishi were making false promises, Zhen Qingming asked Donglai to pack his luggage and go to the capital with Cao Yamen servant, the best kung fu in the county.

After Zhen Qingming handed the token and the two guards to Queen Duan, and then released the news, no one came to him again.According to King Duan's actions, there should be rumors in the capital now.

He guessed that the two guards should be on their way to the capital now, and he was afraid that his family would be implicated because of him, so he sent east to the capital to inquire about the news, so he could rest assured.

Get these things in order, it's almost dark.Master Zhen lost his appetite after eating two big meat buns, "Dongbao, what do you think we will eat tonight if Sanlang is here?"

"I eat meat at noon, and I should eat stewed noodles at night, with fresh and tender green vegetables, it tastes great." He sighed, "It's a pity that I can't eat it."

Not only can't eat, Master Zhen can't sleep either.Looking at the empty big bed, my lord is so angry, who is Wu Daming, who treats Saburo so badly, but Saburo abandons himself for them...suddenly sat up from the bed, "Dongbao, Dongbao——"

"Master, what's the matter?" Dong Bao ran in with his pants up.

Master Zhen: "Get up tomorrow morning and pack up the official business I have to deal with. After finishing the official business, let's go to the countryside to check the wheat harvest."

"Oh, good!" Dong Bao thought, "Let's go to Wujia Village first!"

Master Zhen gave him a contemptuous look, idiot, of course go to a distant place first, and pass by Wujia Village on the way back to the city, it just happens to be noon!He didn't say these words, Dongbao couldn't hide the matter, and it would be embarrassing for Saburo to see it.

Saburo knew that Wu Daming and his wife were not willing to eat meat, and there was not much oil in their stomachs, so he cut a small piece of meat and fried it with green vegetables, and made half a fish. The rest of the fish was marinated with salt, and he began to eat.

"Mom, is our wheat ripe?"

"Yes!" Mrs. Wu Liang was very satisfied drinking the milky white fish soup. Although Wu Daming didn't show it, eating green vegetables that were many times tastier than before, he couldn't help thinking, does his uncle and aunt eat like this every day?

"How much land does our family have?" Saburo asked.

"It's about four and a half acres connected to the corner of the river. Your father and I will collect it in two days." In the past, Saburo would also go to work in the field. Wu Liang thought that his son would get up early every morning to make noodles, and his arms would be swollen. It's a stone, but I still feel distressed, "You cook delicious food, cook for us at home."

"It doesn't matter, I usually get up before the fifth watch, and I will cut the wheat with you for a while, and come home to cook after the sun comes out." Saburo wanted to go to the field to have a look, the peanuts in his weird space were ripe, It's only been a few days, and the even more weird yield per mu is nearly a thousand catties. Seeing the fat white peanuts, Saburo hasn't recovered from his senses for a long time, and Master Zhen, who is sharing the bed with him, thinks that he has been crushed by ghosts.

If possible, he hopes to grow peanuts next.I know from the depths of my memory that during the autumn harvest, more than 100 catties of soybeans are harvested per mu of land.Saburo saw that his family's land was the same as he remembered, on the riverside, there were only a few scatterers of wheat on the half acre of land near the river, and when he thought of the more than ten mu of fertile land of Wu Liang's family, he couldn't help sighing.

He sighed, and Wu Daming and his wife's scalp tightened. Seeing him staring at the ground without moving, Wu Liang dawdled to his side, "Sanlang, what are you looking at?"

"I heard that my grandparents have six or seven acres of land?" Sanlang looked at his father. Wu Daming didn't know what to say, how hardworking people don't love the land, but he couldn't open his mouth.