Cannon Fodder Just Wants to Farm (MTL)

Chapter 37: Someone is supporting He Zifeng

The blue and white horses of He Zifeng's family were so majestic that many people in the village came to see them and wished they could touch them. It would be great if such a handsome horse could be kept at home. With a horse, it's easy to go anywhere.

There really is someone who is dishonest and wants to come over and touch the horse.

Qinghua snorted in displeasure, and the other party immediately took his hand away and said, "This horse has quite a temper."

He Zifeng said: "This is what happens to a little stallion over one year old. Be careful, it likes to kick people."

When everyone heard this, they quickly moved back to make room for fear that the horse would buckle.

But the blue and white flowers are so beautiful that even if they have a bad temper, the number of people watching doesn't decrease.

He Zifeng was about to show his teeth when he saw Qinghua. He touched Qinghua's head and took him out for a spin twice to let him relax his legs. This tall horse is also like a child, running with small steps and bumps.

We walked around the village twice. He Zifeng took him to the mountain to comb his hair. Qinghua rubbed his head against He Zifeng. He Zifeng patted its back gently, and then went home happily.

In the courtyard, the aroma of cooking big bones has wafted out, enveloping his house with the aroma of fireworks.

He Zifeng went to the small kitchen to look for Qiu Yu and saw Qiu Yu opening the pot and stirring it gently with a rice spoon.

He Zifeng gently hugged his waist from behind and put his head on his shoulder. Qiu Yu said: "Don't make trouble." There were three sisters-in-law cleaning up the pigs in the yard. If they go into the kitchen to get a pot or something, and they happen to see them, what will they say?

"Yu'er, are you tired?" He Zifeng rarely used such intimate words.

Qiu Yu felt like her face was burning. It felt like the voice was scratching his ears: "I'm not tired."

He Zifeng held his hand. He had a son at home before, so he had to act as a father and not be too affectionate with Qiu Yu. Now that the child is not here, he leans on Qiu Yu's shoulder and kisses Qiu Yu's ear when he gets up.

Qiu Yu turned around and hugged He Zifeng.

He Zifeng hugged the person and said, "How about we stop the business of Jiangxiang Cake."

Since they became popular selling sauce-flavored pancakes, two stalls have also started pancakes, and the price is a penny cheaper than theirs, which has had a big impact on them. In the past, the sauce-flavored pancakes were sold out quickly, and these days it's almost noon. Only then could they barely sell out. To make this sauce-flavored pancake, you have to grind and knead the dough every day, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Now that they have a carriage, it's not too much trouble to make soy bones and braised meat, and they can go home early.

Qiu Yu said: "Sure." If the business of Jiangxiang Pancakes were closed, it would be much easier than before. But they can earn 1,200 yuan a day from Jiangxiang Pancake. I can only make more sauce bones to make up for this loss.

However, I couldn't put away the sauce pancakes right away, so I planned to delay for one more day. This time I would make a hundred noodles, which was enough for the inn and escort agency, and I also told some repeat customers. No more pancakes in the future.

I used to make three hundred pictures, but now I feel like I am just playing with one hundred, and I quickly reconciled.

He Zifeng heard that the Gouzi's father outside was looking for him.