Chapter 61: Selling Baked Cakes

If there are people, there are interests, and if there are interests, you need fists.

Passing by the courtyard of the moon-red, which can also be said to be the courtyard of the fourth lady, Sheng Xiao stopped and took a look, there were a few dim lanterns swaying in the courtyard, and there was silence. Then Sheng Xiao pursed her lips, clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and walked towards the courtyard of the next person, this road was familiar to her, and she was more familiar with walking in the middle of the night.

Does Sheng Xiao hate Yuehong? Of course he hates. In Sheng Xiao's heart, Yuehong deliberately took her back to the room, deliberately overslept herself, deliberately went to the master's room, everything was deliberate, the fourth lady should have been her, she should be the master of the courtyard, and she must be the only hostess in this house.

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Ling Ling had almost no sleep, everything had just begun, he had just settled in Kyoto, and what to do next was a very difficult question. Think about the urine of the system, since you give yourself cooking skills, that is, it shows that this task should be a step-by-step plot by making cakes and cooking. Ling Ling thought a lot, but Master Li's shocking face lingered in his mind, which was the real reason why he couldn't sleep all night, but he might have been a little carried away, forgetting that he was now Wu Dalang, a short and ugly man.

early morning

Ling Ling was woken up by the sound of humming in the courtyard, with two dark circles under his eyes, yawning all over the sky. After eating boiling water and cakes, Wu Song went out, saying that he wanted to find a job to take care of the home and do it first. Ling Ling naturally can't be idle, and he has to take action for his own business, so let's start by buying noodles and oil.

Bianliang City is very large, the civilian area is not small, and it is still very prosperous during the day, Ling Ling quickly bought the noodles and oil that he could carry, and slowly returned home, and then it was a period of busyness.

Wu Song didn't know where to find work, so he could only walk along the river, and the banks of the Bianhe River during the day were a different scene, with people full of voices and pedestrians of all kinds, shapes and shapes.

"Knock knock, come and see, come and see, Yuxian Lou has recruited people......" A shout came into Wu Song's ears.

Hearing the sound, I saw a young man in Tsing Yi banging on the gong and shouting, "Zhaohuyuan ,......", and two strong men scuffling beside him, in Wu Song's eyes, those two strong men were like children playing, meaningless.

"Are you recruiting people here?" Wu Song asked.

The little girl in Tsing Yi glanced at Wu Song and didn't make a sound, still shouting to himself.

"It's to recruit people, if you want to, come and line up and register" The golden steward who was sitting on the side with a tea bowl glanced at Wu Song.

After successfully overthrowing several big men, Wu Song won the favor of the golden steward, and successfully became a nurse in Yuxian Lou, including food and accommodation, and the treatment of two hundred wen a month also made Wu Song quite satisfied, of course, this treatment is the treatment of his kung fu, he didn't have so much money when he was the so-called head of the capital.

"I'm back."

"Well, brother, I found a job in the nursing home, and in Yuxian Building, I will pay two hundred wen for food and accommodation......"

Wu Song said to himself, looking quite interested, as if he had lost the unwillingness he had at the beginning.

With the help of Wu Song, Ling Ling made a pair of flat poles, and he had already decided to start by selling cakes with a flat pole, because he had no money, and he didn't need money to make a flat pole, but he just wanted to buy two baskets.

The sun said it would go down, and soon it was dark, and the two brothers were still eating bread as they sat at the old table. Wu Song originally wanted to buy some wine and meat to improve a little, but he had to give up under Ling Ling's persuasion, saying that he would come back next month and cook a good meal for him.

In the early morning, the sky was bright.

Ling Ling got up and started making biscuits, and his current money was only enough to make dozens of biscuits. It didn't take long to make about thirty baked cakes, eat one for myself, leave three for Wu Song on the table, and then go out with the burden.

"Selling baked cakes...... Sell baked cakes......" Ling Ling shouted vigorously, he didn't know why he shouted so smoothly, but he was full of hope for this day, this was the first day of his great career.

Walking through the streets and alleys, spitting and shouting dry, Ling Ling was already too tired, but there was still no cake to sell, the hardships of starting a business, Ling Ling had his first taste. After resting for a while, he continued to pick up the burden and shouted hard.

"Selling biscuits, fragrant and crispy biscuits......"

Wu Song got up later than usual, today he is going to Yuxian Tower to do things, and the next time he returns to this small courtyard, it will be next month, and he can't help but sigh. He didn't have much luggage to pack, so he went out after eating three pancakes.

When he came to Yuxian Tower, he noticed the alum tower opposite, and couldn't help but think of what happened a few days ago, and there were some worries.

"Yo, you're here, the golden steward asked me to take you over" It was still yesterday that the young man in Tsing Yi took Wu Song to the golden steward's house.

"Steward Jin, he's here" After speaking, the little guy in Tsing Yi retreated very sensibly and closed the door.

"Your name is Wu Song, right?" the golden steward still held the tea and looked at Wu Song with a smile.

"Nice, pretty good"

Wu Song didn't know how to answer the words of the golden steward, so he simply stood still.

"Someone Coming"

"What do you command?"

"Take him and hand him over to Li Fugui!"

Wu Song followed the little servant to a small courtyard, which was a courtyard for male subordinates, with men and nurses.

"Brother Li, this is the new nursing home, let me hand it over to you" The little girl in Tsing Yi smiled and ran to a strong man.

"Got it"

After that, the little guy in Tsing Yi walked away, and glanced at Wu Song before leaving.

"You're new?" The big man named Li Fugui sat on the bench with one foot on the bench, and the rest stood behind him.

"What's it called?"

"Wu Song"

"I'll call Li 18 in the future, do you hear it?"

"My name is Wu Song"

"Heh, it's quite tough, coming here, it's my Li Fugui's world, I can call it whatever I say" Li Fugui was already full of beard, and now he is even more fierce and vicious with a little anger.

"I said, my name is Wu Song" After saying that, Wu Song turned around and prepared to leave.

"Li Er, Li San, teach him the rules here, really TM is shameless"

The two strong men behind Li Fugui rubbed their fists and came to Wu Song.

"Boy, don't be embarrassed"

"If you offend the boss, do you still want to leave? Why don't you quickly kneel down and kowtow to the boss to make amends?"

Wu Song didn't care but turned around and walked towards the house, and the little guy told him that the house was where the nursing home lived.

"Li Er, Li San, give me a beating" Seeing Wu Song turn around and walk away, Li Fugui was furious.

"Beat him, beat him......" the rest of the men laughed and shouted.

It's been a long time since a newcomer has come to bully them, and now this one is just right, it still looks like a hard stubble, and it's just right to have fun.