I rely on pancakes to become rich [farming]

Yan Moji paused.

A timid voice sounded in the room: "Mom, I really can't read...you and dad work so hard, I'm like brother Yan, can't you make money?"

"You still want to compete with the boss!" Aunt Zhang's voice was full of anger, "My boss has the ability to build a big shop from scratch, do you have the ability? Your father and I worked hard to send you to the Master's School to study. , you actually, unexpectedly..."

——It sounds like Mrs. Zhang is having a conflict with her son?

Yan Moji thought for a while, then knocked on the door anyway.

The sound in the room stopped abruptly, and after a while, the door opened, and Uncle Zhang's sad old face appeared behind the door.He was holding a pipe in his hand, and when he saw that it was Yan Moji, he was a little surprised, and smiled somewhat: "So it's Mr. Yan... please come in."

Yan Moji entered the room and saw Aunt Zhang with disheveled hair, sitting on the bed and wiping her tears with her sleeves; after Uncle Zhang led Yan Moji in, he squatted at the door and continued to smoke; while Zhang Sanlang stood timidly. On one side, he looked helpless.

There was also a white lump of soup spilled on the ground, which smelled like bean curd.

Seeing Yan Moji come in, Aunt Zhang calmed down a little, forced a smile, and brushed her hair: "I made my boss laugh..."

Yan Moji waved his hand, handed the marinated goods in his hand to Uncle Zhang, and said with a smile: "I heard your mother and son quarreling from a long distance away, what happened?"

Xu Shi held it in her heart for too long, Aunt Zhang hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't hold back in the face of the young but extremely reliable Yan Moji, and poured out beans like beans in a bamboo tube.

Similar to what Yan Moji heard outside the door, Zhang Sanlang came home suddenly a few days ago and said that he didn't want to go to school anymore. When Aunt Zhang asked him, he only said that he didn't have that talent, so he might as well go home and work.

This made Aunt Zhang very angry. She spent most of her life on supporting her son to study, hoping that Zhang Sanlang would be successful in the exams and shine in the family. How could she have thought that the childbirth exam was just around the corner, but she was greeted with a blow to the head? ?

Aunt Zhang firmly objected, and Zhang Sanlang was introverted, so he didn’t dare to mention it again, but he was not as diligent as before; today Zhang Sanlang took the initiative to buy some bean curds that Aunt Zhang loved to eat, and Aunt Zhang said yes The child finally figured it out, but he didn't expect to say that he didn't want to study anymore.

A quarrel broke out between the mother and son.

After listening to the cause and effect, Yan Moji looked at Zhang Sanlang: "Sanlang, can you tell Brother Yan why you don't want to study anymore?"

Yan Moji came to Aunt Zhang's house before, and met Zhang Sanlang several times.Zhang Sanlang is about the same age as the original body, but he has been in the school for a long time, and he has a bookish atmosphere that does not touch the world, but he is honest and obedient.

Zhang Sanlang hesitated for a while, then lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "I'm not that kind of material... I'm always much slower than others in learning things taught by Master, and I didn't pass the children's test last time..."

When it came to the end, there was already a faint cry.

Yan Moji took a closer look at the expression on Zhang Sanlang's face, and knew in his heart: This kid is probably under too much pressure and anxious before the exam.

When Yan Moji was a child in his previous life, his family was poor, and his parents tried their best to support him to study.Thinking that he has to study hard, he is also under a lot of pressure. He often uses too much force and feels that he can’t do the questions.

Once, because of some financial problems, after being quarreled by some vicious relatives at home, he mustered up the courage to tell his mother, "I don't want to study anymore." After that, my mother stopped burning firewood and didn't reprimand him, but just said lightly: " If you don’t want to go to school, then work with me.”

For the next month, when he was young, he would work with his mother—it was said to be work, but in fact it was mainly collecting firewood for cooking, and he couldn't do more detailed work well.

He wanted to go to work hard with his father, but was stopped by his mother: "You want to take a rest, mother has no objection, it's just that you are tall and work like your father, and your body will collapse."

During this month, his mother didn't say anything serious to him, but only taught him how to cook, cook, and spread pancakes at home... During this period, he discovered his superb memory for food, and he quickly learned what his mother would know. Learned all the cooking skills.

After resting for a month, my mother had a formal heart-to-heart talk with him: "Mom knows that you feel that you are a drag on the family, so you want to drop out of school, and you are under a lot of pressure at school——Mom and your dad don't have high expectations for you. , I just want you to be well and have a safe and stable future. Whether you want to study or not is up to you to think about it.”

In the end, Yan Moji returned to school.

A string that is too tight will snap sooner or later.Yan Moji is still thankful that his mother let him relax the string called responsibility, so that he can regain his mood and motivation and work hard again.

Now looking at Zhang Sanlang who is almost exactly the same as himself at the beginning, Yan Moji felt a trace of empathy in his heart, and turned to look at Aunt Zhang: "Aunt Zhang, since Sanlang feels too much pressure, why don't you let him go smoothly?" Think about it."

Aunt Zhang originally thought that Yan Moji would help her persuade her son, but she never thought that Yan Moji would persuade herself instead, and she couldn't help but get anxious: "Master..."

Yan Moji made a gesture of waiting, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, ma'am, my suggestion is to let Sanlang go to Shijinshi to do some work for a few days. On the one hand, Sanlang is under a lot of pressure, and forcing is counterproductive. It's better to let Sanlang Let's see if Saburo can change his mind by doing other things. On the other hand, there are quite a few literate people in our assorted meals. Let Li Si and the others take a test on Saburo's knowledge, so as to save time and forget everything he learned. "

Then he turned his head to Zhang Sanlang and said: "Sanlang, if you want to work to make money, come to Mixed Food for a while to experience the hard work of making money—it may not be much easier than going to school."

Aunt Zhang was stunned, then subconsciously looked at Zhang Sanlang, hesitated for a while, thinking that if Sanlang was a little tired, maybe Sanlang would be willing to go back to school, so she nodded unwillingly: "If Sanlang is willing, then you can try."

Zhang Sanlang waited for a long time before waiting for a little concession from his mother, his eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded repeatedly: "I am willing, thank you mother! Thank you brother Yan!"

Yan Moji smiled and said, "Don't thank me. I'm tired of working in Mixed Food. I won't let you spend your day easily just because you are the son of a aunt. Just don't secretly scold me when the time comes."

Zhang Sanlang was a little shy: "No, no."

Reluctantly reaching a settlement, Aunt Zhang calmed down, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said to Yan Moji gratefully: "Thank you, my boss, for worrying about Sanlang, and Sanlang's wages will be deducted from mine."

"Sanlang's wages are still paid, how can I use Sanlang to work for nothing." Yan Moji smiled and waved his hands, preventing Aunt Zhang from being more polite, "Don't worry, I know what I know, I will give you as much as Sanlang puts in, no It will make you take advantage."

Aunt Zhang was a little embarrassed, and quickly took a broom to clean the ground: "Master, please sit down first... Sanlang, hurry up and boil water for the master!"

Yan Moji smiled and said: "Don't bother, I have to go back soon... Next time, auntie, don't throw bean curd casually, this bean curd smells delicious, I feel it's a pity."

Zhang Sanlang brought water over with a blushing face, and replied casually: "This is the bean curd from the Sun family. It's delicious. Brother Yan, you can go and taste it too."

Yan Moji thought for a while, then asked cautiously: "Is it salty?"

...

Zhang Sanlang joined the assorted food, and most people gave a warm welcome to the newly added coolie.

Except Li Si.

Li Si frowned, looked at Zhang Sanlang who was standing awkwardly, sighed, and turned his head to look at Yan Moji: "Master, you asked me to take him... why did you take him?"

"Cooking noodles, settling accounts, helping you, I can do anything." Yan Moji replied while beating the egg liquid, "Aren't you the busiest? Let Sanlang help you, see what you can teach him Just teach a little."

Yan Moji's words in Zhang's house were not polite, since Zhang Sanlang was paid, he didn't intend to let this coolie go for nothing.

——Just be this kid to come to work-study program!

Yan Moji didn't feel guilty about oppressing minors, he threw Zhang Sanlang to Li Si, and happily went back to his small kitchen.

He is making egg tarts now.

Although the food in the town tastes salty, human beings have the pursuit of sweetness in essence.As soon as the previous chiffon cake was launched, it was immediately enthusiastically sought after by customers. The chiffon cake that Qian Ping spent hours making every day would be sold out in a blink of an eye.

Yan Moji plans to strike while the iron is hot and launch a few more western-style desserts.

Strange to say, dairy products don't seem to be very popular in this town. Yan Moji searched for a long time and only found one or two shops selling dairy products, and the business was not very good; but milk is usually a necessity in western desserts.

As a last resort, Yan Moji asked Mother Ji for help, Mother Ji went home and talked to Father Ji, and Father Ji would bring back a few cans of milk from the village outside the town every time he went to the village.

Although there are not many, it is enough to make desserts such as egg tarts.

The making of egg tarts is also relatively simple in West Point. Although there is no tin foil and oven, Yan Moji found a suitable way to make it after several experiments.

After the shop expanded, the original roasting room was reserved for roast duck, roast chicken and bacon, and another room was found, and a new roasting oven was built for desserts alone.

A plate of egg tarts was freshly baked, and the sweet aroma of milk and eggs quickly conquered everyone present.

I heard that after the owner made a new food, after several rounds of shocks from new products, the seasoned guys gathered around those who could escape in shifts, trying to get a share of the pie.

Yan Moji didn't stop them, the new product came out just right for everyone to try it, or adjust it according to the taste of the town.

Ji Mingwen is always the fastest. He grabbed one and took a bite, and tears came out immediately—it was too hot.

The egg core in the middle of the egg tart is very hot when it comes out of the oven, and it takes a while to cool down.The little girl moved too fast, before Yan Moji could stop her, she stuffed it into her mouth.

But even though he was scalded to tears, Ji Mingwen still mumbled tearfully: "Okay, delicious..."

Yan Moji was a little dumbfounded, seeing that the corners of her mouth and tongue were only red but not blistered, he let her go.

The other guys learned from Ji Mingwen's lesson, blowing carefully, and slowly biting off the meringue on the outer layer of the egg tart. They only felt a strong sweet fragrance permeate their nostrils, and their mouths were filled with a sweet and soft taste, which made people just want to eat. Want to take another bite.

"It smells so good!"

"I never eat sweets, but this one is really delicious!"

"The owner's craftsmanship is really getting better and better!"

"What's this food called, Master, I want to buy some to take back to my mother."

Yan Moji smiled, and replied, "This is called an egg tart. I'll make some adjustments, and it will probably be on the shelves tomorrow."

After a pause, he patted the simple and honest young man who wanted to buy egg tarts just now, and reminded: "But because of the limited milk, you can't make many egg tarts a day, and it may be more expensive."

When the guy heard this, he immediately took the egg tart he had only bitten out of his mouth, and asked a little at a loss, "Then can I take this piece home?"

"Okay, as long as you don't sell the food you share, you can do whatever you want."

Sometimes when Yan Moji experiments with new foods, he will distribute unsatisfactory products to these guys; the reason for not letting them go out for sale is also very simple, if they have not been adjusted and approved by Yan Moji, selling them will affect the quality of assorted foods. word of mouth.

Although the taste and production of these snacks are different, every process and every ingredient of each snack has been strictly calculated and screened by Yan Moji; in order to make the people who make these snacks not corrupt With the reputation of assorted food, Yan Moji even took special effort to quantify the production process to ensure that the producers follow the picture and the taste of the finished product is not bad.

After all, some snacks are not like main dishes, and the requirements for hand feel are not so high. After the quantitative steps, they can be cooked to the same extent.

It was the first time for Zhang Sanlang to encounter this kind of thing, so he stood cautiously at the same place without moving. After Li Si finished eating the piece he had snatched, he turned around and saw Zhang Sanlang's immature face, looking at Yan Mo eagerly and timidly. On the other side of the halberd, I couldn't help but feel a little headache.

——Well, he is really not suitable for taking care of children...

Li Si hesitated for a moment, and snatched food from Qian Ping who was slowly savoring the aroma of the egg tart. With a slight turn of the kitchen knife in his hand, he cut the egg tart in half, and threw back the half that Qian Ping had bitten on.

Qian Ping was stunned for a moment: "Fourth brother, what are you doing?"

"Coax the child." Li Si said perfunctorily, walked up to Zhang Sanlang, and threw the half egg tart to Zhang Sanlang, "You're greedy, eat it."

Zhang Sanlang's face turned red, and he didn't want to eat the egg tarts, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, fourth brother."

Li Si waved his hand indifferently, and turned back to his noodle stall.

Zhang Sanlang hesitated, took a bite carefully, feeling the sweetness of the egg tart, his eyes narrowed a bit.

So sweet!

...

Yan Moji made egg tarts and refined chiffon cakes to open up the market for wealthy families in the town.

Together with the rust tea specially mixed with fruit juice, Yan Moji brought these exquisite refreshments and visited the Fifth Young Master Yuan.

Fifth Young Master Yuan tasted the egg tarts and chiffon cakes and was full of praise. Yan Moji took the opportunity to propose that he want to promote the Qifeng cakes and egg tarts through Young Master Yuan Fifth.

Fifth Young Master Yuan took a sip of fruit rust tea, aftertaste, touched his swollen belly: "The food you eat looks exquisite and tastes fresh, and it's really good for tea—it's just that I don't look down on you. Your shop, the assorted food shop is really a bit ordinary, except for the old gourmets like this young master, there are probably not many big families in the town who are willing to go to your shop."

In fact, Yan Moji had already considered this issue.

When expanding the assorted food store, Yan Moji thought about it. In ancient times, the social hierarchy was quite strict, and the young masters of rich families would definitely not crowd the assorted food lobby with ordinary porters and women. When doing business with a large family, the issue of venue must be carefully considered.

Originally, Yan Moji thought about setting up a separate shop for these wealthy guests, and decorating it into a luxurious VIP room to entertain these picky young masters and ladies.

Just out of financial and manpower considerations, Yan Moji rejected this plan.

What he mainly serves are not main dishes but snacks, not to mention whether people from rich families will come here to eat snacks, even if they really decorate individual private rooms, these young masters and ladies come to eat a bowl or two. The loss outweighs the gain.

So if you think about it differently...

Yan Moji smiled and said to Young Master Yuan: "Fifth Young Master, don't worry, my plan is to open a separate window for Shi Jinshi, and any young master or miss who wants to taste the delicacies of Shi Jin Shi, just ask the servants to order, we I will send the food to the house."

Fifth Young Master Yuan touched his round chin: "This is not bad, but it's just a little bit edible. It won't taste good after a long time after it's done, right?"

"Don't worry about this, I will ensure that the food will be delivered within the freshest time frame." Yan Moji patted his chest and promised.

He specially asked Li Si and Qian Ping to demonstrate their lightness kung fu. Usually, he walked for an hour, and Li Si used his lightness kung fu, but it took only a few minutes to get there, not much worse than the motorcycle in his previous life.

At this speed, Shuaituan and Baolemo can make the takeout business booming, can't he?

It just so happens that a group of Jianghu people will be recruited soon, so let's start training with food delivery first!

With Yan Moji's promise, Fifth Young Master Yuan agreed to help Yan Moji's promotion, but he treacherously requested that the orders of big families be recorded separately, and his share should be increased.

Although I really want to complain about the fifth young master, who is wealthy and wants to take this little profit, but seeing the fifth young master's self-satisfied look, Yan Moji can also tell that this fifth young master, who has no worries about food and clothing, is bargaining for this The process is very enjoyable.

Therefore, Yan Moji deliberately went back and forth with Fifth Young Master Yuan on the share ratio for a few rounds before negotiating with the little fat man and going back with the contract.

I opened a small window alone, facing the street, and asked Ji Mingwu to carve some wooden signs for the menu, and then waited for the scattered people from Jianghu recruited by Li Si to take their seats.

Within a few days, news came from Li Si's side, saying that he had found a few Jiang Hu people who were willing to work in Assorted Food.

Yan Moji went happily, picked a noon when there were not many customers, and went for an interview accompanied by Li Siqianping and two people.

It's just that after seeing these scattered people from the world, Yan Moji was taken aback, feeling that his imagination of people in the martial arts world had been completely overturned.

There were seven or eight people standing in front of them, most of them were in ragged clothes and disheveled hair, sweating profusely at noon in the scorching heat, except for two or three young people who looked clean, the rest seemed to be caught from the slums.

——Are these people really from the martial arts world?

Li Si saw Yan Moji's doubts, and whispered next to Yan Moji: "The scattered people in the rivers and lakes who have no support and no one to rely on, have no income, no fixed place to live, and life is very miserable."

In fact, not only Yan Moji, but Li Si and Qian Ping were also secretly shocked after knowing that the life of the low-level scattered people in the world was so poor.

The imperial court’s attitude towards Jianghu martial arts has always been indifferent resistance. Merchants and landlords who are used to meeting with wind and wind are naturally more determined than the imperial court. It’s okay to rely on sects like them. If he can work as a body guard in the bodyguard bureau and ask for a bowl of food, or else he will go back to the countryside to farm incognito.

Those who are not willing to waste their martial arts can only wander around. Some people who have lost their bottom line simply change careers and become robbers, robbing houses.

These people in front of him have already been screened by Li Si, and they are considered to be well-proportioned people.

A few with sharp ears, when they heard Li Si's words, a wry smile appeared on their weather-beaten faces.

After Yan Moji was surprised, he didn't say anything, but let these people sit down first, and then looked at the straw paper Li Si handed him.

This is the statistics he asked Li Si to make for these "interview" people, including their martial arts, specialties, preferences, etc., so that he can use them for reference.

Spreading out a few pieces of straw paper, the first thing Yan Moji saw was a row of big "one" characters.

This position is an evaluation of the level of martial arts. Yan Moji specially instructed Li Si to use his and Qian Ping's value of 6 as a reference to evaluate the martial arts level of these people.

As a result, except for two or three "three", the others are all "one"...

Yan Moji glanced at Li Si with a delicate expression.

——Does Li Si think highly of himself, or...

Other thoughts flashed in Yan Moji's mind, he didn't think about it, and seriously started his first interview with a martial artist from Jianghu in this world.

Although the last interview was with Li Siqian Ping, they were pretending to be ordinary people, and Yan Moji also asked questions from the perspective of interviewing ordinary people.

First of all, there are some common interview questions, as well as some psychological tests; then, Yan Moji specially added a few questions, such as "Have you ever killed someone?" and so on.

Yan Moji rejected all those who had human life on their hands.

It's not that he is afraid of trouble, it's just that Yan Moji, who grew up in the modern society, still has instinctive resistance and disgust towards "killing people".He has no way of identifying whether the bloody hands are chivalrous or not, and he can only refuse these people to come close to his life.

He is responsible for himself, as well as other relatives and friends around him.

A person with a long sword is not scary, but a person who holds a long sword but cannot control it is scary.

With the little tricks of modern psychological problems, and the two door gods Li Si and Qian Ping standing behind Yan Moji like a tiger, several people who had suffered human lives withdrew in despondency.

While helping Yan Moji to keep the place under control, Li Si had a subtle expression on his face: The owner seems to be quite resistant to killing people?Then what will the little uncle do after his identity is exposed in the future...

Yan Moji didn't know what Li Si was worrying about, so he concentrated on interviewing the person in front of him, tossing the rest of the people enough.

A few people smiled wryly, already faintly giving up.

——Well, they said, how can there be merchants who know that they are Jianghu warriors and are willing to recruit them to work...

——This white-faced young gentleman, I'm afraid he just came to play with them...

Yan Moji eliminated another person with bad intentions. After asking the last question, he nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the remaining six people in front of him: "Okay, do you have any questions for me? If not, we You can sign the contract."

These people looked at each other, seemingly in disbelief.One of the older men couldn't help but confirm it: "Xiao Langjun, what do you mean, you want to recruit all of us?"

"Yes."

Surprise flashed in the eyes of several people, and they looked at each other a few times, and a woman with a woman's hair bun asked a little embarrassedly: "I want to ask, can Mr. Xiaolang provide me with a place to stay? "

"Food and lodging included." Yan Moji said bluntly. Anyway, after the expansion, there are still many vacant rooms in the backyard. "If you want to avoid suspicion, you can have a separate room."

She seemed to be the only woman among the six.

The woman thanked her, and the others asked a few questions about the treatment. Finally, everyone signed and signed, and called "Master" together, and they officially joined the assorted food.

Yan Moji asked Li Si to take these people to resettle, while he and Qian Ping hurried back to Shijinshi.

On the way back, Yan Moji casually talked to Qian Ping: "Qian Ping, are you hot? I don't think you sweat much?"

Qian Ping replied honestly: "My master doesn't know. My internal strength is Zhongzheng and peaceful, which has the effect of warding off the cold and summer. The sun is nothing."

——Holy shit, this is so enviable!

Yan Moji sighed in admiration for a while, and suddenly asked: "The two standing on the far left are your fellow students, right?"

Qian Ping subconsciously replied casually: "Well, it's my nephew..."

He suddenly stopped and looked at Yan Moji dumbfounded.

Yan Moji pretended to smile deeply, patted Qian Ping on the shoulder, and said with a laugh: "Don't worry, as I said, I don't care about this, as long as I work hard."

Qian Ping was clumsy. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out how to answer, so he simply closed his mouth. After a long while, he couldn't help asking: "Master, how did you see it?"

Yan Moji raised his eyebrows, but didn't hide it: "Those scattered people from the Jianghu all looked a little dirty, only those two people were dressed in shabby clothes, but their clothes were clean. They came with you and Li Si back then. It was exactly the same; and the two of them didn't seem to be sweating much in the sun."

Qian Ping secretly wrote it down, thinking that he must go back and tell Li Si about this flaw.

Yan Moji patted Qian Ping's shoulder, and sighed: "It's not easy for your sect! Life is so tight, and you have to send disciples to come out to make a living."

It must be a small sect with no industry, right?

Qian Ping: "...Well, yes, life is not easy."

...

Yan Moji planned to train the recruits systematically.

He went to the small courtyard that Li Si had arranged for the newcomers, and he was looking at Shang Liu's eyes mixed with gratitude and disbelief.

As soon as Yan Moji came in, he heard a man asking a little uneasy: "Boss, is this really for us to live in?"

Yan Moji asked strangely: "Yeah, what's the matter, isn't it what you want?"

He looked around—the bed and the cabinet were bought directly by Li Si from the carpentry shop, because it was urgent, and Ji Mingwu was not troubled; other bedding and the like were also brand new, and they were ordered by Yan Moji according to the dormitory in his previous life. Standards, there should be no problem.

"No, no, how can such a nice house not suit you?" The man quickly explained, a little embarrassed, "I just haven't lived in such a nice house..."

"I'll live here for you, so you can do things with peace of mind. You tidy up, and we will do a little training when we come out later."

——Training?what is that?

Several doubtful scattered people looked at each other in blank dismay.

The content of the training is actually not complicated. In Yan Moji’s previous life, recruiting new employees in the store would carry out new employee training, which is nothing more than the process and precautions in the store; some other content.

Things like hospitality, getting along with colleagues, and hygiene...

Especially hygiene. After all, they are a food store, and most of the kitchens are open and transparent. It must not be possible to look dirty like these people in front of them.

These words made several people blushed, wishing they could go to the well to wash themselves clean immediately.

But Yan Moji also knew that these people didn't like to be clean, but they just didn't have money - they didn't have enough food and clothing, so few people cared whether they were clean or not.

Then Yan Moji asked these people to actually demonstrate their martial arts, but Yan Moji was slightly disappointed in the result.

Except for the two young men from the same family as Li Siqianping, the martial arts of the others can only be described as "three-legged cats".

Although Yan Moji doesn't understand martial arts, his point of view of martial arts is not to hurt people but to be practical. These people almost only have empty moves, and they don't see much internal strength. The value is far worse than Li Siqianping's two universal tops.

Several people also saw the disappointment on Yan Moji's face, and couldn't help but raise their hearts again.

——It’s not that they don’t want to practice martial arts well, they just want to exercise their bodies and supplement meat, which one doesn’t need money?

——Poor culture and rich martial arts is not a simple rhetoric.

Fortunately, Yan Moji's disappointment was only aimed at his own high expectations, and he didn't intend to regret it.He put away the expression on his face, pondered for a while, and divided the job positions for the few people in front of him.

People who are good at hard skills can do the work of grinding mung bean flour and rice noodles by hand. Although the efficiency is lower than that of Li Siqianping, it is not too far behind;

Those who are good at Qinggong can go to "delivery" to quickly deliver the upcoming food order to the customer's home.

It's just that since it can't reach the level of Qian Ping and Li Si, the motorcycle-level delivery efficiency that Yan Moji planned before will degenerate into a little sheep...

To Yan Moji's surprise, the only woman among them, Lady Wu, had an internal force of Yin and cold!

Yan Moji asked her to demonstrate it with a bowl of water. Although because of his weak strength, he didn't have the picture of "a palm covered with frost" as Yan Moji imagined, but he could clearly feel that the bowl of water had become icy cold!

Talent!

In this way, the freezing problem in this world will be solved a lot!

An expression of excitement appeared on Yan Moji's face: If Mrs. Wu has practiced her internal skills in the future, or if she recruits martial arts experts who also have ice-cold internal skills, can she make cold drinks?

ice cream!

Cones!

Bingkouluo... Well, it seems that I can't do this myself.

Yan Moji was generally satisfied with the acceptance of martial arts, and finally clapped his hands: "It's ok, thank you everyone, a tailor will come over later to measure your body shape and make uniforms for you."

——Not only food and housing, but also wages and new clothes?

Surprise and uncertainty flickered in the eyes of several people, and they quickly thanked Yan Moji.

Yan Moji accepted it with a smile.In fact, he has wanted to do the staff uniform for a long time, but he didn't have time before. Now that he has started the takeaway business this time, he will take the opportunity to implement the staff system together.

To make Assorted Foods a brand, the reputation of Assorted Foods must be repeated in various details.

Li Si watched coldly from the side, and waited for Yan Moji to leave before he opened his mouth and said, "My boss is kind, I hope you can cherish this opportunity; if I find out, who would dare to be unfavorable to Shi Jinshi..."

His words were threatening, and his aura was full, so that the few people in front of him could hardly speak. Seeing the fear in their eyes, he withdrew his internal strength in satisfaction.

——The boss is still an ordinary person after all, and these Jianghu people still have to use force to suppress them before they can really obey.

——With my own warning and the monitoring of the two nephews among them, I shouldn't have to worry too much about these people having second thoughts.

Li Si couldn't help curling his lips when he remembered what Ji Mingwu had specially instructed him when he went to "make up lessons" yesterday.

——Little Martial Uncle, don’t report to him about the assorted food, because you’re worried about the safety of your boss, so you specifically told yourself to discipline the newcomers from the rivers and lakes...

...

With the addition of a new group of people from the rivers and lakes, the overall efficiency of Assorted Food has improved a lot.

Li Siqianping was finally freed from all kinds of troublesome little things, and officially upgraded from a part-time job to a small leader.

Qian Ping was obsessed with sweets and couldn't help himself. He took the initiative to study the improvement and innovation of chiffon cakes and egg tarts. Yan Moji highly appreciated this and would take the initiative to discuss it with him;

Li Si is not very interested in cooking, and spends most of his spare time... taking care of the children——Although Zhang Sanlang is about the same age as the owner, he is full of bookishness, which is incompatible with the atmosphere of mixed food and Li Si's own quack spirit. It made Li Si a headache; Aunt Zhang came to ask him to persuade Sanlang to go back to school, so that he could only bite the bullet and communicate with Zhang Sanlang.

At the same time, the takeaway business is also booming.

With the promotion of Fifth Young Master Yuan, the son of the "richest man" in the town, the takeaway orders for assorted food and desserts came like snowflakes, and the newcomer in charge of whipping the egg whites had to sit there all day and beat the egg liquids before handing them over to other guys. Only by doing the next step can we barely meet the demand for takeaway.

Soft chiffon cakes, sweet egg tarts, and cool and refreshing fruit rust tea have become popular refreshments on the tables of wealthy families in recent days.

Moreover, the assorted food shop has a good reputation. Although these young masters and ladies disdain to come to assorted foods, they are quite interested in snacks. With the takeaway business, apart from desserts, other foods have also joined the ranks of delivery.

The "delivery man" wearing a blue mandarin jacket with assorted food icons printed on his chest and back has also become the latest eye-catching sight in the town.

When making employee uniforms, Yan Moji originally wanted to use yellow, but he was so scared that the shopkeeper of the tailor shop dropped his measuring stick on the ground.

It turns out that in this world, black gold and bright yellow are royal royal colors. Although ordinary dark yellow fabrics are not explicitly prohibited, most of them are only used by relatives and clansmen, and ordinary people avoid suspicion in their homes.

Yan Moji felt a little regretful, but he didn't want to be charged with the crime of rebellion, so he changed into the blue uniform of the delivery staff.

He also designed the icon of assorted food - a half-open pancake, wrapped in various ingredients, which not only includes the pancakes he made a fortune, but also implies the "assorted" in the name of the store.

In fact, the takeaway business is not only for the rich and the wealthy, and Yan Moji has no intention of letting go of the business of ordinary people, so in addition to the two Jianghu people who are good at light skills, he also added a few ordinary people into it.

If the distance is short and the time requirement is not high, it will be delivered by ordinary delivery staff; if the distance is long and the time requirement is urgent, it will be delivered by "Express Specialist".

Although ordinary people are not as lavish as wealthy families, they can still pay a few pennies for food delivery, especially for the elderly and pregnant women at home. To order food, you only need to send the children in the family to talk about it, which is simple and convenient.

Zhao Dalang’s wife, a mason family surnamed Zhao who has been steadily supplying rusty leaves for assorted foods, is about to give birth.

After Yan Moji knew about it, he specifically asked Mrs. Zhang not to put any irritating condiments on the Zhao family's takeaway food.

This food delivery business has even given birth to the surrounding industries - those who have the opportunity to start the business of "ordering food delivery", wander around the streets and alleys of the residential area every day when it is time to eat, and anyone who wants to order food delivery can do so. With a shout at the door, this person will go to write down the takeaway list, and if he collects too much, he will hand it over to the assorted food delivery window in one go.