Pastoral Song [Farming]

It's just that Li Nian's position as the village chief should have belonged to him!Their Tian family is the owner of Futian Village, and these outsiders should all get out... Patriarch Tian became furious from embarrassment...

How true is the legend?No one knows... But it is an indisputable fact that most of the villagers in Futian Village are surnamed Tian, ​​and that the Tian family ancestral hall has stood for a hundred years!

This is enough to make these people surnamed Tian complacent and complacent.For them, Futian Village is the private property left to them by their ancestors, and they have the noble blood of officials and officials in their bones, which is not the same as these reckless villagers.

Over time, some people with bad conduct took advantage of their numbers to oppress residents with other surnames, and their words were full of irony.The unscrupulousness of this group of moths has disturbed Futian Village, a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, to the point of restlessness.

These people are immersed in the sense of superiority brought by their ancestors, unable to extricate themselves, completely unaware that Futian Village has more than half of its population with foreign surnames, and they are extremely united.

When the village head was elected back then, Tian Yongmin made a vow, but Li Nian was chosen halfway, and it took less than ten votes for him to miss the post of village head.

That Li Nian was a shit-stirring stick, smelly and hard, so that they were crushed for life.In the village, the Tian family no longer dominates, and the family dominates.

The head of the Tian clan was resentful, and he always hated the village head Li, but he didn't know that if it wasn't for Li Nian, where would Futian Village be as peaceful and happy as it is today?

As soon as Patriarch Tian left, Mu Ye was still nestled in Jiang Ye's arms, unable to come out, when he heard a knock on the door.

"Brother Ye, isn't the patriarch coming back?"

Mu Xiaodan, timidly raised his messy head: his three thousand threads of troubles never stayed on his head neatly for more than half a day...

"Is Brother Jiang at home? My father asked me to deliver a custom-made shelf to you."

"Yes, here, here."

Mu Xiaosu patted his thumping chest, "It's really scary, I thought patriarch Tian went back and found a magic weapon to win with one move.His combat power is now negative, he can't fight, he can't fight...

The shelf in front of me is more perfect than imagined: polished and smooth wood retains the most original texture of the wood, and the position of the operating table where the bottles and cans are placed has a fixed baffle, so you don’t have to worry about knocking over and smashing!

Makino circled around several times, and he was indeed a professional: he would never dare to show off his tricks in the future, it's not embarrassing enough.Fortunately, Jiang Ye locked himself at home, otherwise he would have been laughed out of his teeth by pushing a tattered table...

Wu Yun’s carriage, considering the need to store food, specially made a shelf for hanging in the carriage. The two bowls are buckled together and just fit into the grid, which solves the problem of being fragile; on the other side, a row of hollow bottoms can be placed to store sundries. seat.

In order to prevent bumps, the tires are specially wrapped with thick oilcloth. The most amazing thing is that the part connecting the carriage and the entire base uses a bucket arch structure!

Makino was dumbfounded. This miniature version of the roof of the Forbidden City is the most primitive shock absorber!This is many times more comfortable than directly fixing the carriage on the axle!

Sure enough, the wisdom of the ancient people should not be underestimated. It seems that I can safely and boldly entrust them with whatever I want in the future. This craftsmanship is definitely at the level of intangible cultural heritage protection in previous lives!

Makino and Jiang Ye decided to open their stalls near the end of the afternoon. Although it was late summer and early autumn, the weather was not cool enough. Apart from the time on the road, they could only get up early to prepare materials.

It was Wu Yun's first time pulling a carriage. After all, he wasn't used to it. He was stubborn and refused to go. Mu Ye had no choice but to sang the love song king all the way with the horse's ear. Then he arrived in the county safely, but he was exhausted. Line Little Singer…

The small stall is placed at the corner of the main street, next to the alley, because there is only Amber's family, so the tables and chairs are placed near the wall of the alley, so that they will not be exposed to the sun, and they will not be afraid of people coming and going on the street Noisy, the customers of the noodle shop can also order and deliver to the shop, which is very convenient.

When they arrived, Amber and Daniel had already set up the tables and carts, and hung a string of firecrackers. The things in the carriage were moved down and set up, and the stove was burning. It looked like an orderly and neat stall. , Makino was very happy and sighed a little: This is his first job in this world!

When the auspicious time arrived, Daniu lit the firecrackers in his hand, and it was the peak time of eating. People came and went on the street. When the firecrackers sounded, the "crackling" attracted a group of people to stop and watch: it has been a long time in the town. There are no new food shops opened. I wonder what this small stall will sell?

Makino didn't expect his boyfriend, who was unwilling to talk to others, to do publicity at all. He recalled the classic lines from the TV series in his previous life, gritted his teeth and took a step forward:

"Fathers and folks, hello everyone, my surname is Mu, this is my fiancé's surname Jiang, the stall is open for business on the first day, in order to thank you for your support, the first ten customers who come to our stall will give a free enema to take home, You can eat here, please take care of me in the future, if there is anything not thoughtful, please correct me in time, now the stall is officially open!"

"Hahaha, well said! I just don't know what kind of food my little brother sells? I haven't seen it before, why don't you introduce it to us?"

There was a bearded, very strong man in the crowd who raised his big fan-like hands and clapped his hands loudly, knocking out the people standing in front of him, covering their hands like they were frightened. Fleeing far away with his chest in his arms, he was afraid of being frightened by the sound of thunderbolt again.

This person is Qin Yong, Muye's future loyal diner and gold medal salesman!

The onlookers were also very curious: Usually those who are in the catering business don't cover their dishes tightly, for fear of being stolen.This small stall is interesting, with pots, pans, and stove chopping boards all on display, is it going to be made on the spot?

"Look at this guest..."

Mu Ye silently thanked this guy in his heart, he was afraid that no one would ask, he was cold, this guy passed the steps just right, but he saved himself an emergency, good man.

Taking advantage of everyone's interest being aroused, he quickly introduced it in detail, and reported the price and name as agreed with Jiang Ye at home.

"I don't dare to say anything else, but I can guarantee that this is the only one in our family. It can be eaten with wine and rice. It can be eaten by the elderly and children. You will not regret it if you try it."

"The little boss's stuff is really novelty, so let's have two bowls first, and then a stir-fried bean sprouts enema, and I, Qin Yong, will try to see if it is as you said, don't just talk about it."

"Sit down, please. There is spicy oil on the table. If you like spicy food, just take it."

After finishing speaking, he quickly took down two bowls from the shelf, quickly cut diamond-shaped pieces into the bowl with a knife, and scooped a spoonful of marinade from the wooden bucket next to him. This spoon was specially made by Master Zhang , there is a small hook on it, one scoop is exactly the amount of a bowl, which is especially time-saving when there are many people.

Take out a washed cucumber from the shelf on the right hand, cut it into thin shreds, sprinkle it on it, pick up the balsamic vinegar, and drop a few drops of sesame oil. A small spoonful of crushed sesame seeds and a small spoonful of crushed peanuts were scooped up in a neat clay pot.Only then did he hand over the two bowls of bowls to Jiang Ye, and brought them to the guests' tables.

The people watching the excitement were all stunned: This bowl of small things is so exquisite?

The young people who were in a group had already whetted their appetites by the sour taste of the vinegar and the fragrance of the marinade. As they walked towards the table, they shouted: "Little boss, give me two of your bowls first." , I’m the second customer, remember to ask for fried sausage with bean sprouts too.”

"Okay, find a seat for yourself, and I'll be here right away."

After handing over the matter of bowl balls to Jiang Ye, Mu Ye walked to the stove, pushed open the small door, and set the pot to heat up first.Take out the enema that has been watered, cut it in half from the middle, put it in your left hand, and beat it into small diamond-shaped pieces with a knife in your right hand.

Because the enema is soft, it is easy to stick, and it is difficult to cut it on the chopping board. Makino’s hometown calls this knife method "beating". Not only is it not easy to chop, but the edges will naturally roll up, which is very beautiful.

"Little boss, your bowl of balls tastes good!" Qin Yong and those young youngsters stuffed them into their mouths with a huff, not forgetting to praise them.

I saw the little boss took out an iron spoon with a slender handle, and smiled brightly: "Haha, as long as you like it!"

Then I dug a little oil from the brown earthenware pot at hand and put it in the frying pan. With a sound of "呲啦", the aroma wafted out instantly: "This, is it fried with lard?"

"Yes, our snacks are best fried in lard. If you buy them home, remember to fry them in lard." Makino replied casually, not minding sharing the recipe with others.

Grabbing a handful of bean sprouts and throwing them in with a "huh", a half-meter-high flame burst out of the pot, and the person standing next to him was shocked again: "Hehe, the little boss is good at craftsmanship."

"This thing is bean sprouts? I haven't seen it before. I don't know how it tastes when I look at it white and tender?"

Following Makino's movements, the crowd continued to discuss, and everyone had a good impression of this young and extremely handsome little boss.

Makino: I was also stunned, this is definitely the first time in my life that flames have been fired!

Boss Mu was excited, so he quickly scooped up half a spoonful of pepper water and poured it on the bean sprouts. He said the important thing three times. This is a very important step in fried bean sprouts enema. It must not be skipped, otherwise the taste will definitely not be authentic enough!

Put the enema into the pot, shake the pot while rubbing the bottom of the pot with an iron spoon, then add garlic water, soy sauce, and salt to taste, and spray vinegar before leaving the pot. Vinegar, and finally a few drops of sesame oil, stir fry evenly.

As soon as it comes out of the pot, the aroma is overflowing, making people salivate...

The people standing in front of the stall finally couldn't hold it anymore: "Little boss, give me this enema, and I want two bowls."

"Boss, I also want two bowls and two enemas."

"And I…"