Yang Mu sneered and said, "So you just promised so quickly, are you going to regret it after returning to the village?" ”

Yang Wen gritted his teeth and was silent.

He was hoping that those big men would wake up soon, so that he could hold Yang Mu for a while.

Unfortunately, the five people on the donkey cart were as quiet as chickens.

Yang Mu took out a small ink cartridge from his arms and said, "I'll do dozens of times, if you don't press the handprint, I'll go to the county office." ”

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven......"

Yang Wen didn't expect Yang Mu to even bring the ink cartridge, and he was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

watched her start counting down again, and there was a posture of "if you don't press the handprint, I will really go".

Yang Wen snatched the ink cartridge, angrily pressed the handprint on the two pieces of paper, and then gave the paper to Yang Mu angrily.

He didn't expect a village girl to be so difficult!

The corners of Yang Mu's mouth curled slightly, took the two pieces of paper, and after examining them carefully, he smiled and said to Zhou Dazhuang and Niu Laohan behind him: "Leave people behind, let's go back to the village." ”

Yang Wen kept watching Yang Mu and Zhou Dazhuang carry the five people off the donkey cart again, and his face looked a little better.

Yang Mu sat on the donkey cart and said to Yang Wen with a smile: "Tomorrow, I want to see my mother's silver bracelet." ”

Yang Wen snorted coldly, raised his feet and left.

The silver bracelet was very exquisitely made, and his mother was originally going to give her daughter-in-law a dowry, but it seemed that she had to steal it.

Yang Mu shook the paper in his hand and said, "Otherwise, I will go to the door to ask for it." ”

Yang Wen was so angry that he looked at Yang Mu's eyes full of viciousness.

Yang Wu trotted a few steps, caught up with his brother, and walked away.

Zhou Dazhuang scratched his head and asked, "Sister Mu, are we really not going to the county office?" ”

Yang Mu nodded, took out two silver bills from his arms, gave one each to Niu Laohan and Zhou Dazhuang, and said, "Thank you two today." ”

Niu Laohan hurriedly shook his head and said no, but his hand took the silver very honestly.

Zhou Dazhuang really doesn't want to.

Yang Mu forced the silver to Zhou Dazhuang and said, "This is as it should be!" Without you, I wouldn't have had this money today. ”

First, she really thanked the two, and secondly, she also hoped that if this matter broke out in the future, when witnesses were needed, the two of them would just keep silent for the sake of the silver.

Actually, she hasn't gotten Yang Wen's money yet, but she has Yang Wen's handle in her hand, and she is not afraid that he won't pay it back.

Zhou Dazhuang couldn't shirk it, and his family was really difficult, so he finally accepted the money.

The three of them returned to the village in a donkey cart, and it was already twilight.

It was dinner time, and the village was very lively, some chased the child to feed, some squatted at the door of the house with a bowl to eat, and occasionally there was one or two dog barks.

Niu Laohan got five taels of silver for nothing, and he was in a good mood, so he went to drink and drink.

Yang Mu and Zhou Dazhuang went to Aunt Wang's house together to pick up Yang Shishi.

Yang Shishi was sitting in the courtyard, eating with Aunt Wang and Sister-in-law Zhu, and Zhou Blind was eating in the house by himself and did not come out.

Aunt Wang's family eats gruel and wowotou today, one fried radish and one fried cabbage.

Yang Shi's small man sat at a low table, holding a bowl bigger than his face, and buried himself in cooking.

But if you look closely, you will find that the small bean only picks up the rice, but does not stuff much into the mouth.

Aunt Wang's family only knew that Yang Mu called Zhou Dazhuang and hurriedly went out, but they didn't know what was going on.

Now seeing the two of them coming back, Aunt Wang is busy beckoning to eat.

Yang Mu thought that there was still a Mu Dalang at home, so he refused and pulled Yang Shi away.

After the two left, Aunt Wang found that there was still half a bowl of gruel in Yang Shishi's bowl that had not been eaten.

"If his sister had made it, he would have eaten it a long time ago!" Aunt Wang muttered.

During this time, she found that Yang Shishi had a large amount of rice, so she gave the child more gruel.

Unexpectedly, her dark cuisine didn't even buy it for children who weren't picky eaters.

Sister-in-law Zhu gave Zhou Dazhuang a bowl of gruel and beckoned her husband to eat.

Zhou Dazhuang is a cow chewing peonies, no matter how unpalatable the rice is, there is no left.

Aunt Wang watched her son "snoring" and drinking porridge, and eating Wowotou in a big gulp, and finally felt some comfort in her heart.

Yang Mu and Yang Shi pushed open the door of their yard and saw that the panda was biting the only table in the yard and was demolishing the house.

Yang Mu hurriedly ran over and picked up this Erha panda for an education.

Yang Shishi looked at the panda's fat face that was rounded and flattened by his sister, "giggled" and laughed, tiptoeing, and wanted to slap the panda.

Yang Mu handed over the panda to his younger brother and entered the Westinghouse by himself.

Mu Dalang has been very sleepy after taking medicine recently, and even when he is awake, he is in a daze.

But Yang Mu came in today, but found him writing at the desk.

"What are you writing about?" She leaned over curiously.

Mu Dalang raised his eyes and glanced at her, and asked, "Write a book, what do you eat at night?" ”

Yang Mudao: "I bought a few baked cakes and dealt with them." ”

Mu Dalang buried himself in writing again.

Yang Mu went to see what he wrote, and it turned out to be the legend of the White Snake.

She told him this story last night, but he didn't expect him to add fuel and vinegar to himself and start writing.

Yang Mu quietly withdrew and cooked porridge for the hard-working employees.

Dinner was served at the table in the Westinghouse.

Mu Dalang drank porridge while eating baked cakes, and asked, "The book has been sold?" ”

After she came back today, she was in a hurry to get Yang Wen, so the two of them hadn't talked about it yet.

Yang Mu nodded and nodded, "Forty taels!" ”

Mu Dalang pouted, seemingly dissatisfied with the price.

Yang Mu stood up, found a silver bill, gave it to Mu Dalang, and said, "Now, I promise to share your labor fee." ”

Mu Dalang glanced at the small silver bill, and said lightly: "You keep it, it should be the medicine fee." ”

Yang Mu unceremoniously put away the silver, without any intention of pushing, and then asked cheekily: "Is it given to me this time, or will it be given to me in the future?" ”

Mu Dalang raised his eyes to look at her, and the girl's beautiful big eyes were full of anticipation and calculation.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and said, "It's all for you." ”

It's just a few taels of silver, and he really doesn't like it, just the cost of medicine and food.

At this time, he didn't know that he would develop the habit of handing over "family" from then on.

After eating, Yang Mu boiled medicine for Mu Dalang and made cream at the same time.

Yang Mu got more than five catties of milk today, and divided half of it to make butter.

The butter is to be whipped at high speed, although there is no electric mixer, but Yang Mu has a lot of strength, and under continuous high-speed stirring, it only takes ten minutes for the cream to be separated.

Wash the butter in the cold well water to get the excess milk, and the butter will become dough-like.

And the separated skim milk, Yang Mu gave Yang Shi and the panda to drink.

Yang Shishi drank milk for the first time, his big eyes were round, and when the milk was finished, he licked his lips with endless aftertaste.

The panda's portion of milk comes in a small pot.

The panda took a sip, and then he couldn't stop, his whole face was in the basin, and the movement was very loud.

Yang Shi finished drinking the milk, turned his head to look at the panda, and giggled.

"Ball ball, lick the pot!"

Yang Mu, who was busy, raised his eyes to look at it and laughed out loud.

The panda eats all the milk, but only cares about licking the pots, how cute and cute they are.

Yang Mu stretched his waist, relieved his fatigue, and continued to bury himself in making cream.

After heating the milk thoroughly on the fire first, Yang Mu put a few egg yolks given by Aunt Wang into a basin and beat them evenly, adding starch and flour.

Pour the milk into an egg bowl, heat and melt, add the butter and a small amount of sugar.

Yang Mu took a deep breath, exerted his unicorn arm, and stirred wildly.

When the stirring arm starts to sour, the cream is finally ready.

Looking at a pot of cream, Yang Mu really felt that the era with a blender was really a good era!

Next, Yang Mu began to make small cakes.

The stove at home is a little small, so I can't make many cakes, and it's very difficult to grasp the heat.

Fortunately, she was just experimenting tonight.

When Mu Dalang's medicine was boiled, the eight small cakes were also ready.

Yang Shishi was tired of playing with the panda, so he went back to the east house and slept first.

Yang Mu smeared the cake with cream and sent it to Westinghouse with the medicine bowl.

"Da Lang, I've taken my medicine."

Mu Dalang is still working hard to write.

He gritted his teeth and drank the bitter medicine, sighing slightly in his heart, and he didn't know when his body would fully recover?

And Lu Shan and Mu Chen, why haven't they found him yet?

Yang Mu looked at Mu Dalang in a daze, pushed the cream cake on the small plate in front of him, and said, "Try it, is it delicious?" ”

Mu Dalang had never seen such a pastry, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

Yang Mu smiled and handed over a small spoon and looked at him expectantly.

During this period of time, Yang Mu's excellent cooking skills, Mu Dalang did not reject this unfamiliar snack, dug a piece with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth.

The soft and delicate cream, accompanied by the soft and sweet cake, made Mu Dalang want to stop, and he ate one bite after another.

Yang Mu's eyes were shining, and he asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

Mu Dalang nodded reservedly and said, "Not bad." ”

He originally wanted to maintain his cold image, but he didn't know that the cream at the corner of his mouth made his expression funny, no matter how cold he was.

Yang Mudao: "I'm going to go to the county to sell cakes, do you think it's appropriate to sell for a price?" ”

Neither she nor the original owner has much idea about the price of pastries.

Mu Dalang quickly finished eating the cake and hesitated: "One or two silver? ”

The corners of Yang Mu's mouth twitched, one or two silvers, they have caught up with the modern two Grandpa Mao!

Obviously, Mu Dalang didn't have as much concept of money as she did, and she suddenly remembered the story of "why not eat minced meat".

Mu Dalang won't be a rich young master!

The kind that doesn't eat the fireworks of the world!

Yang Mu instantly became curious about Mu Dalang's identity, "You...... Was it very rich before? I don't know how much rice noodles you can buy for a tael of silver? ”

Mu Dalang glanced at Yang Mu innocently, thought about it, and said, "Sort of." ”

The government asked him to eat and drink, and if he wanted silver, he went directly to the account to withdraw it, and he really didn't know that he could buy a little rice and noodles for a tael of silver.

Yang Mu licked his lips and looked at Mu Dalang's eyes, as if he was looking at a fat sheep.

Mu Dalang was uncomfortable with him, and changed the topic: "Or, why don't you ask Aunt Wang?" ”

Yang Mu blinked, gave up the fat sheep, and went to Aunt Wang and Mrs. Bao with the cake.

Several people have never eaten such delicious pastries, and Yang Mu has received a lot of praise.

As for the price, Aunt Wang's family of four has a very unanimous opinion, such a delicious pastry will be sold for at least 30 yuan.

Mrs. Bao's opinion is that if you set up a stall, you will sell it for 30 yuan, and if you open a store, you will sell it for 40 yuan.

Yang Mu synthesized his opinions and felt that it was better to set up a stall first, and if the business was good, he would open a small shop.

However, the most important thing right now is to build a new oven.

There was some red clay piled up at the back door of the yard, and Yang Mu took advantage of the good moonlight to start making an oven that night.

The panda lazily accompanied her, showing his big belly, holding Xiao Squirt, looking full of food and drink.

Yang Mu took a look, the fresh bamboo in the corner of the wall had been eaten, and he had to go up the mountain to cut the bamboo for the panda tomorrow.

The panda is a cub, and if it was in a previous life, it would have been a pot of milk to drink every day.

Yang Mu secretly decided that if he had been selling cream cakes in the future, he would give the panda a pot of milk every day.

In the middle of the night, Yang Mu finally made the oven, washed his hands and went back to sleep.

The panda hugged Yang Mu's leg, turned into a fleshy leg pendant, and followed him back to the East House to sleep together.