Ji Wei didn't take the money in the end. He knew that Carpenter Li did not welcome him, so he left Li's house after thanking him, and went to find a blacksmith on another street.

Because the two streets are far apart, although the blacksmith heard about Ji Wei, he didn't care. As long as you pay, everything is fine. So Ji Wei settled very smoothly, and made an appointment to pick up the simple pancake oven to be placed on the cart the next day.

The author has something to say: if there is no accident, it is a daily change, try to stabilize at six o'clock every day.

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Chapter 3

After a few more days, Ji Wei finally got used to this era, and spent a tael of silver to prepare all the things needed for the booth.

In the early morning, before dawn, Ji Wei got up.

Under Ji Wei's order, Liu Yimian, who had to move from the ground to the bed, was awakened by his action, opened his eyes in a daze, got up and grabbed the quilt and said blankly, "Husband, what's wrong?"

Ji Wei was half dressed, turned his head to stare at Liu Yimian, blushed at him, and said slowly, "What did you call me just now?"

"Husband—" Liu Yimian just opened his mouth, remembering that Ji Wei asked himself to call him Brother Ji before, and quickly changed his mouth.

"Brother Ji, it's not very bright yet, you can sleep again." Liu Yi said this softly, and squeezed the quilt a little embarrassedly.

"No, I have to get up and prepare for the booth today." Liu Yimian made Ji Wei feel comfortable, fastened his belt, stretched his waist, and pushed the door to the kitchen.

It was just dawn at this time, about five o'clock in the morning.

Fortunately, he developed a fixed biological clock in his previous life and was used to getting up early and exercising in the morning. Although it disrupted the original owner's work and rest, but his body was tough and strong, but he was refreshed and refreshed.

Ji Wei first poured a small pot of cold water, put four sweet potatoes, covered the pot and burned it. took another willow branch, dipped it in coarse salt and brushed teeth with cold water.

I poured out half of the flour bought yesterday, about five kilograms. added water, salt, an egg, and kneaded it into a smooth dough. put a basin on the cutting board and woke up.

At this time, Liu Yimian also came to the kitchen.

"You wash the green onion and cut it into chopped green onion, I'll use it later." Ji Wei knew the truth of making the best use of it, so he didn't let Liu Yimian sit idle, so he simply gave him some simple work.

I wiped the cart from top to bottom again with a damp rag. The pots, pans, pans and seasonings were all placed in the compartment of the cart. After they were all ready to stop, the sweet potatoes that had been boiled for a long time in the pot were also fully cooked.

Ji Wei fished out the sweet potatoes and picked a big one for Liu Yimian. After getting along for the past few days, Liu Yimian's fear of Ji Wei has eased a little. Although he still can't deal with it comfortably, he has made great progress compared to before.

He thanked him in a low voice and sat aside to eat sweet potatoes.

The sweet potatoes grown by the farmhouse's fertilization are large and smooth, sweet and soft, and have an excellent taste.

Even after coming here and eating sweet potatoes for several days in a row, Ji Wei never got tired of it.

He quickly finished the two sweet potatoes, and left another one for Liu Yimian. After tidying up a little, he took Liu Yimian's cart to go out.

He originally planned to set up the stall by himself, but Liu Yimian refused to stay at home and insisted on helping. Regardless of his age, he is timid and timid. Since he met Ji Wei, he has a much better temper than the original owner, so he dared to dig out the deep stubbornness.

Ji Wei said no, he couldn't get water in.

In the end, of course, Ji Wei compromised.

When Ji Wei arrived at West Street, it was only half past the hour, but both sides of the street were already full of vendors. He listened to the shouts one after another, walked back and forth for a long time, and finally found a vacant seat and squeezed in.

Almost as soon as he stopped the cart, the whispering whispers that the market couldn't hold back drifted into his ears.

"Sister, move aside and stay away from this god of plague!"

"Yeah, it's not two days of peace."

"Dogs can't stop eating shit, don't they really want to do serious business?"

"See who dares to buy him."

"that is!"

As soon as Ji Wei's tidying up stopped, the people who were staring at him all the time immediately stopped.

After all, he is a notorious bastard, and for the protection fee, not a single vendor in the whole street does not know him Ji Wei.

Compared with Carpenter Li, he only dislikes him a lot, and wish Ji Wei would never appear in front of him.

Now, he just pushed a car to do business next to him.

I usually only see it once a few days, and the days are very difficult. If this can be met every day, I am afraid that the little money earned is not enough to pay.

The vendors didn't dare to say it out loud, but in private they were so thoughtful that they wished Ji Wei's business was bleak, so they took a break from their thoughts and returned them to be clean.

Ji Wei is not a person who cares about other people's eyes very much. As long as these people don't rush to him and say, he can basically ignore it.

So looking at these vendors, he was so quick to talk, he was silent after a glance, and he didn't bother to bother with them. He took out a piece of Wuzi by himself, put oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other condiments on the cart, struck a match and ignited the fire with dry leaves, and set the charcoal barrel on fire.

"Look, that's the brother he bought. It's really pitiful, thin and small, and it looks like he hasn't eaten anything good. I saw this kid named Ji go to the drunken fairy with those bastards a few days ago. Have you had a drink in the building?"

"What kind of sins did you do in your last life to keep up with such a guy in this life..."

The veins on Ji Wei's forehead jumped, and even if they were talking about Ji Wei in the past, it was related to Liu Yimian. Seeing the young man with red eyes and gritted teeth beside him, he was not made of stone, so he couldn't be indifferent.

The rolling pin in his hand slammed hard on the cutting board, and the loud noise made the noisy market quiet for a moment. The happy people just said were silent collectively, staring cautiously in Ji Wei's direction, for fear of annoying him again.

Anyway, he's a bully, let's break the jar.

Ji Wei is not very useful, but he can definitely be heard in a voice that can be heard clearly by the people around him: "Today, Ji Wei goes to the street to do business, the price is fair, and I will never charge more money that should not be charged. If I do something wrong, everyone If you are dissatisfied with me, I hope you will tell me face to face."