NOVEL NEXT Chapter 6 Osmanthus Wine Shop
"Boss, can't scissors really speed up the work?" Second uncle Liu Yongde was discussing with the shopkeeper at the grocery store.
"Didn't I tell you yesterday? This style is too old now! If you need it urgently at home, you can choose from other styles I have here!"
The grocery store owner was a little impatient and seemed to suspect that the customer in front of him was here to cause trouble.
Mao Xi, who had been squatting beside the grocery store for a long time, saw her second uncle enter the store. She found the right opportunity and had a "chance encounter" with his second uncle.
"Second uncle, are you here to buy scissors?" Shui Xi said something pointedly.
Liu Yongde didn't expect to meet Shu Xi here: "Ah Shu, why are you here? You don't go home to look at the vegetable patch."
The two stopped at the door of the grocery store. Liu Yongde did not want to stay here longer.
Mao Xi didn't want to waste any more words: "Second uncle, I'm afraid your scissors were lost in my cowshed. I remember that the word 'jade' was engraved on them."
"No, no, Ah Shu, what are you talking about?" Liu Yongde looked panicked.
"If not, what kind of scissors did you come to buy, and you still have to ask the shop owner to customize them?"
"Ah Shu, your second aunt asked me to buy it, and I didn't know it!" Liu Yongde refused to admit it and started to pretend to be stupid.
Mao Xi didn't want to talk nonsense with his second uncle anymore: "Second uncle, if I go to report to the official and this matter is publicized, it will affect Ziqun's academic achievements and Yuying's appointment in the future, then don't blame me!"
Hearing that Liu Yongde was a little panicked, he approached Ah Shu and said, "Ah Shao, don't blame the second uncle. You know, I was also forced by the second aunt and grandma. I will just return the lost cattle to you."
It turned out that they really stole it together, and Mao Xi was angry and angry.
"Second uncle, did you sell or kill the cow?"
"..." Liu Yongde hesitated.
"Second uncle, I want to see my cow as soon as possible, otherwise you won't be able to get the scissors!"
"I'll bring the cow to you tonight. You have to pretend that you found it yourself." After saying that, he seemed to be worried about something and ran away.
Looking at the slightly embarrassed back of the second uncle, this is no longer the second uncle in childhood memories.
Mao Xi's memory still retains the memories of the original owner after he was five years old. Her second uncle often hugged her when she was a child, before the eldest son and grandpa separated.
However, since my father split up the family and the second uncle married his second aunt, Mrs. Gao, Mrs. Gao and her step-grandmother, Mrs. Ke, encouraged the second uncle not to have any contact with their family.
This cattle stealing must have been done by Gao or Ke at the instigation of their second uncle.
"You can still solve the case!" A deep voice came from behind.
Mu Yuan leaned on the pillar behind him and "eavesdropped" on the conversation between Miao Xi and his second uncle.
"Brother Mu, why are you here!"
Family scandals should not be publicized, and Mao Xi did not want to talk to outsiders about stealing cattle from her own family.
Although I live in separate homes with my grandpa, second-fang, and third-fang, they still have the same surname.
"Are you sure your second uncle will return the cow to you? Do you need my help?"
Muyuan pulled out the knife from his waist and wiped it with a cloth.
That day in the mountains, Muyuan was dying, so he killed the snake with a knife in his hand, neat and clean.
Thinking back, Mao Xi shuddered, wishing that he had not saved a bandit, and replied with a smile:
"Brother Mu, every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. I will be satisfied if Niu comes back. If we break up, I'm afraid it will affect the future of my younger brothers Zian and Ajiao."
Unexpectedly, the little peasant lady in front of him had such an awareness. Mu Zhiyuan frowned slightly and put the knife back into its sheath: "That's right. It's better to dissolve enemies than to tie them."
He will stay at Mao Xi's house for a while. It is not appropriate to have conflicts with his neighbors, otherwise he will be easily exposed.
"Brother Muyuan, I don't know where you are from. Do you have any relatives or friends in Lihua Town?"
Although Mao Xi had selfish motives, he wanted Muyuan to stay at home for a few more days, at least until the second-season rice planting was completed.
But if the identity of the eldest brother Muyuan is unknown and there is no eldest son in the family, but he is a grown man and is at home every day, she and her mother-in-law will not feel at ease.
"I am here today to see my teacher, Master Mi Yuan. He recently traveled to Lihua Town and I heard that he lives in the Su Xueyan family of Songjian Academy."
"Su Xuedue?! He was the one who bought my bamboo fungus yesterday and asked me to deliver it to him in the future."
"Then you can leave the delivery to me from now on."
Mu Zhiyuan simply made up a reason. He planned to continue living in Mao Xi's house as Mu Yuan and conduct secret investigations with spies in the town.
After thinking for a moment, Mu Zhiyuan said with a trace of sincerity in his eyes: "Can I stay at your house temporarily? I don't have enough money to live in an inn... I can help you with farm work to pay the rent, how about that?"
When Mao Xi heard that Brother Mu in front of him knew Su Xuexue, and he was not a bad person after all, he agreed.
"Then it's settled, you will come and help with planting rice next month!" Mao Xi was pleasantly surprised.
Mu Zhiyuan looked at the Osmanthus Liquor Store not far away. The waiter changed the flag outside the store from red to green.
"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first!"
"Say hello to Xuexue Su for me. The wild mushrooms she wanted are drying out!" Mao Xi never forgets about his small business.
Back to Xiaodouzi, his roasted sweet potatoes seemed a little burnt.
Mao Xi took the wooden stick from Xiaodouzi's hand, picked out a few burnt ones, and covered the rest under the red charcoal to suffocate.
"With this primitive method, heat preservation is okay, but the efficiency of freshly roasted sweet potatoes is too low! It would be great if there was a fixed stall and a small stove could be built. Of course, you have to save enough money first."
Fresh red mushrooms are expensive. Today we only sold half a catty for 20 cents.
Thinking of the days when she was working before traveling through time, Shui Xi would often get out of the subway and buy breakfast on the breakfast cart near the company's office building.
"Yes! I can sell it as a set meal, [roasted sweet potato + soy milk] seems to be a good choice!"
When the time comes, I can pull up the cart at home and drive it next to pedestrians and inns. It will definitely sell well.
The more Ma Xi thought about it, the happier she became. The roasted sweet potatoes under the red charcoal gave off an alluring aroma of burning.
Inside the Osmanthus Wine Shop, Mu Zhiyuan came to the shopkeeper.
"Shopkeeper, do you have the chrysanthemum wine brewed in spring?"
"Sir, we have peach blossom wine brewed in winter, please come with me."
After receiving the code, the shopkeeper invited Mu Zhiyuan to the back room, where a bearded man was drinking tea.
The man's name was Lu Da, and he was a spy arranged by Mu Zhiyuan in Lihua Town to assist him in investigating the corruption case in Kaitang County.
Lu Da was once a green forest hero who traveled around the world. By chance, he met Mu Zhiyuan and became his private spy, responsible for Lingnan intelligence.
At a glance, he noticed the wound on Mu Zhiyuan's left shoulder. Luda said: "Your Majesty, your shoulder..."
Mu Zhiyuan made a gesture: "My current name is Muyuan, don't call me Prince in the future."
"Brother Mu! I have investigated and found that the magistrate of Kaitang County did secretly hide official rations and colluded with the parties in the DPRK and China, but there is no evidence yet."
"The evidence is a green ledger, both true and false. The true ledger should have been taken away by someone from the court. You have nothing to check in Kaitang County."
"You mean you want me to go back to Beidu to investigate?"
"I'm afraid the people in Beidu have already made preparations. The towns and counties here are prosperous, but the villages are poor. I will stay here to investigate."
"Brother Mu, this is money." Luda took out a heavy purse filled with broken silver.
Mu Zhiyuan accepted the money and inquired about the news. Many places needed silver taels.
"I'm at a farmer's house in Liujia Village, disguised as a tenant farmer. You go to Beidu to inquire about it first. If you have any information, you can come directly to Liujia Village to find me."
After coming out of Osmanthus Winery, Mu Zhiyuan went to Guanyun Bridge to look for Mao Xi.
Liu Mianxi was preparing to close the stall and go home to make lunch when Mu Zhiyuan stepped forward to help.
"Ah Shu, we set up a stall today. How are the sales of this roasted... roasted sweet potato?"
"Brother Muyuan, they are all sold out. I have to go home and bake some more. The night market should sell more!"
"Do you still have sweet potatoes at home? Didn't you spend the rest of the morning in the fields?"
Mao Xi has an electronic mall where she can trade at any time. She doesn't tell anyone this secret.
"There are still some in the warehouse at home, I didn't take them out in the morning!" Shui Xi lied casually.
"Maybe your second uncle will come to return the cows in the evening, have you forgotten?" Muyuan reminded, packing the things for Ma Xi and carrying the basket on his back.
Xiaodouzi and Brother Ying beside him were eating roasted sweet potatoes, and the corners of their mouths were black.
Mao Xi bent down and wiped the corner of his brother's mouth with the corner of his clothes.
"Ding~" Another omnipotent virtual mall holographic projection appeared in front of me.
***Mall L2***Upgrade completed.
Reward: Unlock cooking skills: ＜100 kinds of snacks＞
It was like an electric shock flashed through Mao Xi's mind, and all kinds of snack recipes, such as east, west, north, south, steaming, frying, roasting, and deep-frying, were instantly clear to his mind.