"Brother, you are so nice!" After entering the house, Mei'er hugged her brother's arm and shook it gently.
"Little girl, my heart is really kind..." Jiang Xingchen rubbed Mei'er's head and said to himself: "But how did you know that Du Rushan's heart will not stay in our territory. If his sister... forget it, for their brother-sister friendship, Mr. Tang would let him stay for one day..."
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no tendency to stop. In just two months, the thickness of the snow in the yard had reached more than 20 centimeters.
In the afternoon, Dingbei Hou came here. He also heard about the thief last night. Of course, he was very nervous. Jiang Xingchen must not have any accidents, otherwise he would not be able to explain Wanrou's contribution to the empire and his territory.
However, when he saw Mr. Tang, his worry was immediately replaced by surprise. Needless to ask, this was Tang Chuxue's idea, only she could move this great god! With this old man around, let alone the eight kingdoms, even if the elder of Xuanyuan Tianzong came, it would be useless. This is the top three masters in the empire, and he is also insidious and cunning...
"Uh!" Dingbei Hou was suddenly stunned, not knowing why the word "sincerity" appeared in his mind.
If Mr. Tang knew what Dingbei Hou was thinking, he would definitely kick him in the face. I was still sinister and cunning, that hateful boy was ten times more sinister than me.
Dingbei Hou was going to say hello, but when he saw Mr. Tang shook his head slightly, he knew what he thought. He pretended to be the first time he met, but he just praised Jiang Xingchen for being gentle and kind, and his talent...
Mr. Tang was lucky and cursed in his heart: "You bastards were deceived by his appearance of being harmless!"
Jiang Xingchen blushed when he heard this, and at the same time he wondered: "The Marquis does not recognize Mr. Tang. Is this old guy not famous? In this case, the way to tell stories can't control him..."
Mr. Tang must know that his actions made Jiang Xingchen have other thoughts, and he would definitely regret it and hit the wall with his head.
Dingbei Hou was not too stunned. After praising Jiang Xingchen, he thanked the old man and turned around and left with a relaxed look on his face. The problem of this boy's guard was solved, so there was no need to worry about anything else...
After Dingbei Hou left, Mo Hongxian, Zhao Danqing, and Sun Sanqiang came to the door one after another. When they saw Mr. Tang, they were all stunned. When Jiang Xingchen explained that the old man was the guards found by Tang Chuxue, they suddenly realized.
These days, two major restaurants and eight bun shops have become popular. As of yesterday, Jiang Xingchen's own dividend has reached 50,000 yellow crystal coins, which makes him secretly shocked.
It's only been ten days. Judging from this dividend, the two major restaurants sell at least 200 wild pheasants beggars every day. If they eat this way, the wild pheasants will not be caught! It seems that they have to find a way to raise chickens in the future... What about the buns, how many, 10,000, 20,000... After forgetting a few times, Jiang Xingchen felt a little overwhelmed...
What’s even more exaggerated is that Zhao Danqing directly threw a ticket of 200,000 yellow crystal coins over: "In the battle of the Seventh Army, the amount of sheep intestine line is very large, and this is an advance payment given in advance!"
Mei'er looked at her eyes, and the smile on her face was hard to control.
Mr. Tang also stared at the sight of him. Although he was used to seeing big money, this kid's ability to make money was too strong. It was rare for the imperial capital to charge tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Also, both major restaurants distributed dividends to him, so no need to ask, he also made the signature dishes. Originally, seeing Jiang Xingchen making soup dumplings, he suspected that this kid had something to do with the bun shop. Now seeing this situation, Mr. Tang couldn't help but shout in his heart: "Chuxue girl, I'm not finished with you. If I had known that the reputation of the Food City was made by this kid, I wouldn't have to steal it. I agreed directly... I owed myself, I was so greedy, can't I ask first..."
Mr. Tang was full of resentment, but Jiang Xingchen smiled and told Sun Sanqiang to go out in the wild and dig more mustard greens back, otherwise it would be difficult to find any more snow.
When Sun Sanqiang heard this, he knew that there was something new, and his face was so happy that he went out to greet Qian Feng and Zhou Xiong, and ran out of the city.
When Mo Hongxian was there, Jiang Xingchen told her how to make soup dumplings and set them up for the two major restaurants. After all, this is quite complicated and requires meat skin jelly. The bun shop is not a chef, and the technology is not enough!
Everything was explained. Before leaving, Mo Hongxian gave Mei'er two letter birds and asked her to return one of them after she arrived at the territory.
The little girl held the pink letter bird and liked it so much that she kept stroking it, but she couldn't let go...
In the evening, the grain was finally bought back, with a total of ten carriages and more than 10,000 kilograms of rice and flour. The second brother and the fourth brother helped.
Seeing that the heavy snow had not stopped, Jiang Xingchen made a quick decision and borrowed a team of city guards from Marquis Dingbei, led by Du Rushan's brothers, and drove the road with food overnight. The roads around Hongyuan City were flat and there would be no danger. If it went well, you could reach the nearest town late at night...
The night passed, and the temperature dropped by at least ten degrees compared to yesterday. As soon as Jiang Xingchen went out, he felt cold and trembled. The heavy snow had stopped, but the sky did not clear up. It was always gloomy, which made him feel very depressed. This was the weather that day Mei'er was seriously ill.
The temperature is too low, and even horses can't stand it after a long time. If you hurry, you may not be frozen.
For this reason, Jiang Xingchen bought more than ten pieces of bison leather and stopped leaving the house. He burned the kang hot and stayed in the room to make up the sewing.
Mr. Tang looked at him with contempt on his face. A big man hid in the house every day to do needlework. It was simply... the most intolerable thing, why can't he even cook properly...
Not only Mr. Tang, but also Du Rushan and Xin'er were extremely surprised. It was too inconsistent for men to do needlework!
Jiang Xingchen was so angry that he felt like the leader of the Eastern Sect, but it wasn't OK to do this job, and he couldn't buy it outside. He made a sleeping bag for the little girl and could keep her warm on the road.
"It's interesting, it's fun, it's despised me, right... You'll eat white flour cakes these two days, don't think I'll serve you!" Jiang Xingchen felt cruel.
Mr. Tang finally realized something was wrong and immediately changed his attitude. But Jiang Xingchen was unmoved and refused to cook, forcing the old man to blow his beard and stare, and finally went to buy buns to eat.
In the following three days, heavy snow fell from time to time, intermittent, continuous and endless, as if it was going to fall until the beginning of spring.
Sun Sanqiang came twice, and Jiang Xingchen told him how to pickle pickles with mustard lumps and asked him to take care of the house.
Wanrou also came for a long time. She came here specifically for dance music. After all, Jiang Xingchen was about to return to the territory.
Jiang Xingchen naturally had to pretend to behave and then fool him! At this time, not pretending is not enough to satisfy Sister Wanrou, and he has no choice but to say the more clouds and fog, the better... In the end, he raised the dance music to the height of beautifying the human soul!
On the evening of the third day, Zhao Danqing brought a truck of collected medicinal materials, with more than 100 servings...
Three days later, Du Rushan finally recovered almost. Although he could not exercise vigorously, there was no problem walking and taking a bus.
Mei'er and Xin'er became friends, and there was no age gap at all. The two of them played goblins every day and played puzzles. The little girl also took out her doll to share with her friends. She said proudly: "This was sewn by my brother for me with his own hands, and this is the only one in the world!"
Xin'er held the soft doll and couldn't stop talking about her surprise. Her strange feeling of doing needlework in Jiang Xingchen was replaced by envy. Although her brother loved her very much, he would not make Goji to help her relieve her boredom, nor would he do something like a novelty like a rag doll.
With the contact with Mei'er, Xin'er's previous dead mood began to burn again little by little, after all, she still has more than ten years of life.
On the morning of the fourth day, when it finally came to set off, four strange carriages stopped at the door of Jiang Xingchen's house early in the morning. The reason why the horses were all wearing clothes was wrapped in thick layers of bison leather.
"Hehe...Brother, this is the first time I have seen dressing a horse!" Mei'er, who came out with Jiang Xingchen, chuckled softly.
The little girl was dressed round, wearing a hat made of poisonous mink fur on her head and a scarf sewn with fangs and rabbit fur around her neck. The old man was envious of her when he looked behind her: "The fur of monster beasts and warriors are used as close-fitting armor. This kid actually keeps her sister warm..."
Jiang Xingchen smiled and patted Mei'er, saying, "This is nothing to do. The main reason is that the weather is too cold, so he has to keep the horses warm, for fear that they will not be able to stand it if they are too long!"
Sister Hongxian and the others came two days ago, so today Jiang Xingchen insisted on not letting his friends see you off. After Du Rushan and Xin'er came out, he waved his hand and the group climbed the carriage.
They only occupied two of the four carriages, and the remaining two were all items and medicinal materials purchased by Jiang Xingchen and Mei'er.
But just when the coachman wanted to shake the reins, Mo Hongxian, second brother, fourth brother, Wanrou, Zhao Danqing, and Sun Sanqiang walked out from the corner of the street one by one.
"Hey! Didn't you say you don't need to send me off? You don't want me to leave like this!" Jiang Xingchen looked helpless, but he was moved in his heart.
"Don't talk nonsense, think we're not interested, get out of here, we're just taking a look!" Mo Hongxian waved disdainfully, and then added: "Don't forget to put a letter bird back!"
"Yeah!" Jiang Xingchen nodded vigorously, looked at several friends deeply, turned around and returned to the car. The coachman shook the reins, and the four carriages brought a piece of snow and left quickly.
"This kid is really twisted. In such bad weather, I have to go back to the territory. How great it is to stay in Hongyuan City!" Zhao Danqing shook his head and sighed: "I really can't bear to leave him!"
"You can't bear to eat, right?" Mo Hongxian said sarcastically.
"Tsk! It's like you don't want it!" Zhao Danqing curled his lips.
Sun Sanqiang smiled and said, "It's okay, it won't take long before he will come back!"
"Yes!" The few people turned their heads at the same time, stared at Sun Sanqiang tightly, waiting for him to explain.
Sun Sanqiang was a little furious when they were staring at him and said weakly: "He still has to participate in the New Year's performance with Miss Wanrou. Can you not come back?"
"Go~" the few people waved their hands at the same time, looking contemptuous.
The few people then dissipated, and snowflakes fell again in the hazy sky!