The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family Chapter 119

   "I belong to Qiyunzhai!" Yan's second son shouted at 250,000 to 80,000.

The mountain bandits patrolling the mountain just wanted to have a slang conversation with him, but he interrupted impatiently: "Don't mess with that useless, hurry up and lead the way, didn't you see what we brought? Let's give money with one hand and others with one hand, don't delay No debt, just pay in cash."

   He casually tossed the white silver in his hand, which dazzled the Bandit's eyes.

   In front of Yinzi, bandits lack confidence, not to mention, how could they expect someone to impersonate, bandits are not a high-level profession.

   It's so complete that there are even wooden cage carts for pulling people.

   "Are you new here? How do you know about this deal?"

   "I also know that it is Chuanyunzhai who is connecting you. The people above us think that they have too few people to work too slowly, and they are not agile enough, so we came here.

  Don't worry, the same price as Chuanyunzhai, will not be less for you. "

  Yan Lao Er casually quoted the price.

  The bandits have a good heart, it seems that they really came to compete with Chuanyunzhai for business.

   "The person was given to you, and Chuanyunzhai came to us to ask for a person. What do we get?"

  Yan Laoer said impatiently: "You guys are guarding each of the small villages, and no one will go to the official road to catch them! I need to teach you this!"

   Bandits think so too, but since Qiyunzhai and Chuanyunzhai are in competition, I'm sorry, they want to raise the price!

   "People can give, but not at the previous price."

Yan Laoer sneered, "You want to increase the price, right? You don't even look at whether the three melons and dates in your village are enough, come on, don't be shameless, look at the brothers behind me, who will give you the courage Such bold words!"

  The bandits glanced at the number of people far exceeding their village, and shut up.

  When all the victims were brought out, the bandits tied the children to a rope and led them.

  The victims behind followed with sad faces, not daring to make a sound.

   For fear of offending the bandits.

  The handover went smoothly.

  The bandits were happy when they got the silver.

  This Qiyunzhai is better than Chuanyunzhai. Chuanyunzhai gives money after the event, unlike Qiyunzhai, which is rich and powerful at first glance.

   "Who is that, you find some people to go down the mountain to help load the car, there is no water on this mountain, we have to pack some and take it away."

  The bandits just took the money, so they will not refuse this request.

   It is normal not to let them help to fill the water. I am afraid of drugging. In their line of work, it is too common for them to eat black.

  Some bandits dragged the rope tied to the child down the mountain, shouting and drinking, and the frightened child trembled and dared not cry.

   The ignorant Zai Zai was being taken care of by the older children, and he also covered his mouth to keep himself from making a sound.

  The parents followed closely, not daring to miss a step.

   A few bandits were assigned to lead them to fetch water from the water source.

  Yan's second child left temporarily under the pretext of convenience.

  When he came back, the bandits were all full of arrows. He felt a little uncomfortable, so he didn't look at them, but walked down the mountain in big strides.

  Yan Huaiwen was worried about asking him to take people up the mountain, but there was nothing he could do about it. It was because of the bandit temperament that Yan Lao Er was too resembling.

  No one can act like him.

   I had no choice but to tell him to bring in enough manpower.

  The bandits who were tricked down the mountain were mercilessly shot dead by the group as soon as they called the children into the car.

  The wooden cage is opened, and the child is returned to the parents.

  Yan Huaiwen briefly explained a few words, then took people up the mountain, ready to meet him.

   Unexpectedly, the work above is also done neatly.

  The car is ready-made, and the search for bandit dens has gradually become proficient.

  When they returned to the team with several carts of things, there was no accident, followed by a large number of disaster victims.

   "The mountain is full! The mountain is full!" Second Yan's throat was about to burst into flames, because he really talked too much today.

  Resettlement of the victims is a big project. Compared with the last time, this time it is obviously not smooth.

  Thinking about it, I'm afraid Liang Manshan, a boy, has done a lot of work in it.

   Saved them a lot of tongue.

  Since you have done it once, you will be considered a skilled trade if you do it again, talent! That must not be let go.

  Yan Lao Er grabbed Liang Manshan, afraid that he would run away.

   "Help me, the victims who have just been rescued, my voice is hoarse, why can't I explain it to them."

  Liang Manshan reacted quickly, as can be seen from his previous actions with Yan Huaiwen and his party, he has quick wit and good eloquence.

   It's not that Yan Laoer can't communicate with the new disaster victims, but he really doesn't have that patience, he is anxious to go back to cook...

  The leader of his family always has no appetite now, only what he cooks can barely be eaten, and he can't do it without eating, especially if he is a double body. Right now, the cook is his unshakable position.

  Liang Manshan understood immediately, and he didn't refuse. He talked to his family and found a few good friends to go there with him.

  With Liang Manshan taking over the communication work, Yan Lao Er anxiously went back to knead the dough and chop stuffing.

   Going to make small wontons in clear soup.

  His family's wonton is made in the north, with a bulging belly and small meatballs.

   Small wild onions, minced wild ginger, salt, chicken essence, pepper, soy sauce and pure thin meat stuffing, Mr. Yan has a few second-hand ones, pour oil into it, and stir at a constant speed.

  The ingredients are limited, but fortunately, the person who makes the wontons has never changed. The familiar taste stimulates Li Xuemei's taste buds.

  She smiled and sat down, quietly looking at this man who was working so hard for her.

  Yan's second child glanced at her shadow, kept moving his hands, and said, "It's a pity that there are no shrimps or seaweed and dried shrimps, which are not fresh enough."

Li Xuemei doesn't like to eat fatty meat. The meat stuffing in her family has always been pure and thin, like wontons. Shrimp meat is added in it. It tastes good and makes it fresher. You need to put more oil, seaweed and dried shrimps are essential , very delicious.

  When you don't know what to eat, you can definitely make wontons. The whole family likes it and eats it often.

   "It smells good to me." Li Xuemei smiled.

   "Haha! Then you can eat more, why are you so polite with me, just say what you want to eat, and I will make it out of my head!"

  Yan Yu couldn't hold back her laughter.

   It's true that her father's 'head on the ground' is very graphic and quite enjoyable.

  Following the laughter, he found his daughter sitting in the car, playing with her little feet.

   It's no wonder he didn't notice it, he was used to his Dabao always squatting like a cat, and suddenly changed his height, so he really didn't notice it all at once.

   "Who made the fragrant pancakes? Why are they so round?" Yan Lao Er looked at the flat pile that was ventilated and dried, feeling a little disgusted.

   "Brother made it, it has a very personal style, just clasp it with both hands, pinch it, and shape it, hahaha!" Yan Yu gestured, "Father, you still do it better."

  Yan's second son became proud: "Your father can do everything well! In the future, I have to ask your elder brother to practice more. This appearance is too bad, so we will use it ourselves. I don't dislike it."

   "Brother is not used to it, he said it feels weird."

   "It's just that there is less rubbing, it's okay, there will be opportunities in the future." Yan Er Er estimated the time, and said: "Go and call your uncle and the others to come back for dinner. If there is anything, we will talk about it after dinner."

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