Warlord, Get Out Of My Way

Since the last time Feng Ni and Lin Miaoting had gone to town, Lin Miaoting had never been to town. She had been concentrating on cleaning up the potatoes in her space and helping the girls mold.    

    

"Keer, mom and dad want to go to town with you tomorrow. Sell the sausages so they can buy a cow." Tang Xuemei said as she smoked the sausages.    

    

"Okay." Lin Miaoting was a little absent-minded.    

    

"What's wrong with you recently? You're always absent-minded when you work. Why don't you fix that lousy potato? " It just so happens that your father can plant all the budding rice. "    

    

"No, Mom ~" Lin Miaoting's expression was a little flustered.    

    

"Forget it, go back to your room and prepare dinner!" Tang Xuemei was a little annoyed that Lin Miaoting was not paying attention.    

    

These two days because Tang Xuemei had been rushing to brew sausages, the heavy responsibility of cooking at home fell on Lin Miaoting.    

    

"Keer has been very fond of eating mantou recently?" At the dinner table, Lin Kaishan held the white and fat mantou in his hand, his expression somewhat conflicted.    

    

"En ~ hehe."    

    

Lin Miaoting was embarrassed. If it wasn't for the ingredients needed to cultivate penicillin, would she need to continuously make steamed buns for five days?    

    

Lin Kaishan looked at Lin Miaoting and couldn't help taking a deep breath. His face did not change as he ate the mantou in his hand. He did not say another word.    

    

In the east room, west room.    

    

Lin Miaoting finished cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks. She studied the carefully moldy mantou in the room.    

    

Because there was no plastic bag in this era, Lin Miaoting could only put the mantou that she had saved up in the past few days into the cotton bag and sprinkle some water on the cotton cloth from time to time to ensure the degree of moisture.    

    

"It's not completely sealed. The moldy speed is really slow."    

    

She sighed.    

    

The mantou from five days ago showed signs of mildew, and the mantou from two or three days ago only had a slightly strange taste. The rest did not change at all.    

    

"Looks like I can only wait until five days later when the porcelain is ready and the simple nurturing fluid is produced."    

    

After checking the mantou, he continued to look at the potatoes on the damp paper in the dark corner. Because the potatoes that were cultivated this time were all space products. They were all good on top of each other.    

    

After a few days of nurturing, there were signs of germination.    

    

At the same time, in order to prevent these germs from having a higher survival rate when they were planted in the soil, Lin Miaoting watered the diluted spatial water on them many times.    

    

After she was done with her work, the sky outside was still blue, but the air was getting hot and humid, which made people feel a little irritated.    

    

This was nothing, what made people even more irritated was that as long as you were asleep, the mosquito would play a 'pleasant' melody for you.    

    

Smack.    

    

Lin Miaoting did not know how many times she had been disturbed by a good dream. She got up and patted the mosquito.    

    

"D * mn, can you still let people sleep well?! She must go to the street tomorrow to buy mosquito incense from the grocery store!"    

    

The humming symphony continued to exist. Lin Miaoting could not bear it any longer. She grabbed the blanket and pillow on her body and entered the space.    

    

"This place is still quiet!"    

    

With a sigh, there was an endless silence.    

    

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang, clang! Clang, clang, clang!    

    

"Could something have happened to Keer?" Outside the east wing, Tang Xuemei frowned.    

    

"Why don't we knock the door open?" Lin Kaishan suggested.    

    

"Sure."    

    

A loud clang was heard. The door to the east wing was knocked open by Lin Kaishan and Feng Ni.    

    

"Dad?"    

    

Lin Miaoting, who was sleeping soundly in the space, was suddenly woken up by a loud sound.    

    

She flashed out of the space and was about to fold the bedsheets when Tang Xuemei pushed the door open and rushed in.    

    

"Keer, Keer. You scared your mother to death."    

    

Tang Xuemei's tears had already covered her face and her eyes were filled with anxiety and worry.    

    

"Mother ~"    

    

Seeing Tang Xuemei like this, Lin Miaoting did not know why but her heart also hurt. She gently patted Tang Xuemei's back.    

    

"Mother, I just fell asleep."    

    

Lin Miaoting made a small lie but Tang Xuemei firmly believed it.    

    

"It's good that you're fine. It's good that you're fine. When the first day comes, mother will go and pray for your safety. " No, mother will go to your aunt Hu's house to get you two peach nuts in a while. "    

    

Yes, Mother. " Lin Miaoting smiled and looked at the woman who was scared for her.    

    

After comforting her mother, Lin Miaoting started to change her clothes. Just when she was about to comb her hair, her mother snatched it away from her face, which was full of tears.    

    

"Mother will comb it for you."    

    

Tang Xuemei carefully combed every strand of Lin Miaoting's hair, afraid that when combing her hair, it would hurt her daughter. She did not have any spare time and trouble to comb the ends of her hair bit by bit.    

    

Tang Xuemei's seriousness made Lin Kaishan, who was waiting outside the house, anxious.    

    

"Mei Zi, what happened to Keer?"    

    

"It's okay. Go and prepare dinner."    

    

Breakfast was made by Lin Kaishan. Lin Miaoting looked at the dishes that were cut into irregular patterns and the slightly burnt porridge. Countless crows flew past her heart, as if she had returned to the day she had just transmigrated. However, Lin Kaishan's chicken cake was very first-class. It was not old at all!    

    

"Dad, you can sell this chicken cake's craftsmanship!"    

    

"Cough cough!"    

    

Hearing Lin Miaoting's praise, Lin Kaishan's ears turned red. Lin Miaoting was stunned. She looked at her mother in confusion.    

    

She used her eyes to indicate what happened to my father.    

    

Seeing Lin Miaoting's strange expression, Tang Xuemei was happy.    

    

"Your father's ability to steam chicken cakes. You trained it when you were still in the Moon Department!"    

    

"Ah?"    

    

Although Lin Miaoting was still unclear, seeing that Tang Xuemei did not want to explain, she gave up. As for Feng Ni, he did not seem to have anything to do with me. He was concentrating on eating and drinking porridge.    

    

About seventy catties of sausages were loaded into the carriage. Because the entire family had to leave, Tang Xuemei gave the workers at home a vacation.    

    

Feng Ni and Lin Kaishan sat outside the carriage to drive the carriage. Lin Miaoting and Tang Xuemei sat inside the carriage and talked about the daily necessities of the day. Their tone was obviously a little excited.    

    

"I really didn't expect it to be so slow. In just eight days, the sausages were already prepared so much. Then if we get familiar with each other in the future!" Tang Xuemei sighed.    

    

This sausage was 50 wen per jin. This was more than seventy jin. It was three taels of silver. It took away one tael of silver from the labor and materials. He had earned nearly two taels of silver in seven days.    

    

Tang Xuemei muttered softly. Lin Miaoting looked at her cute mother in amusement. "Mother, this is nothing. This is all small money. When you go to Jufu Restaurant, you will know what it means to have money quickly."    

    

Lin Miaoting dared to bet that with Xie Wuchen's money-making appearance, he would definitely make a profit!    

    

The truth was indeed so. When the sausage was officially opened for sale and Manager Lin made a bid, Tang Xuemei was so scared that she covered her mouth.    

    

"Minister Li, it's not that I, Manager Lin, will not give it to you. Of course, I know you are not short of money, but after all, didn't we agree before? 150 wen per jin, you buy two jin! " You need to increase the quantity. I have a total of 45 jin in stock. " What about the others? "    

    

Manager Lin looked troubled, but the man in front of him did not give in.    

    

"Today, my grandson has eaten the sausages for free. Now, he is crying and asking for it. How can two pounds be enough? I must give him more."    

    

"I really can't do it."    

    

Officer Li had been dealing with Manager Lin the whole time. In less than an hour, he had sold all the sausages that weighed 45 pounds according to the order. Those who had not made the reservation before were regretting their decision. Those who had bought the sausages added more orders as if they wanted more.    

    

Lin Miaoting sat in the private room and looked at the results of the sale with satisfaction. If she wanted to sell it alone in the future, it would not be too difficult.    

    

As for how others would imitate this matter, Lin Miaoting had already gotten a rough idea of it. That was why Lin Miaoting had made plans from the day she smoked sausages. The smoked instruments she customized were all specially made. They could leave her family's exclusive imprint on them during the roasting process. It was a big word, 'Lin'. There were three letters below it. It was SUN (Sun).