flee from famine?Dressed to be vicious, the mother-in-law holds hundreds of billions of supplies!

"Well, I have money." Qin Yunshan said.

He came out of the Mohist hermitage.

The descendants of the Mo family would never come out of their hiding places. However, the things that the general brought out were too rare.

As a Mohist, there is no way to refuse.

I can only trek through mountains and rivers, and I have seen bandits rampant along the way, I have seen people displaced, and I have seen some sects promote benevolence on the principle of cannibalism.

Everything is in the state of the coming troubled times as mentioned in the ancient books.

Even if the Great Jin has a general who only protects the country, how long can it be protected?

Living and working in peace and contentment here in the capital, everything looks rich and peaceful.

Compared with the outside...

Qin Yunshan's eyes darkened for a moment.

No wonder the Mo family didn't come out of the mountains, and seeing such a scene, how could they concentrate on studying it.

"Then you can buy my cake, no, it's very delicious, the taste is amazing, I guarantee you haven't eaten it before, if you don't think it's delicious, we don't need money."

Xiao Shan gritted his teeth and gave the biggest discount.

Yan Qingshu's eyes fell on Xiaoshan.

The child is really brave.

The one who is not afraid of pulling is a murderous maniac.

……

Qin Yunshan took a breath and smelled the sweet smell.

Walking all the way here from the mountains, I want to eat something.

This stuff looks pretty good.

He walked to the side of the booth, and his eyes fell on the pastry. The snowflake-like thing was somehow carved into a flower, and there was a birthday peach on it, which was very rare.

The food in the capital is so novel?

"How much?" He asked, his voice slightly hoarse.

Yan Qingshu glanced at Xiao Shan and said, "Taste it first, if you don't like it, then you won't be charged."

As soon as he said this, all the onlookers looked over.

Good guy, this little lady is brave enough!

What if people don't want to spend money after eating it, so why not say it's delicious?

Dumb is not lucky to bear it by himself.

Xiao Shan lowered his head and clasped his hands. He felt that the reason why his stepmother said this was because of the bullshit he had just blown out, but the cake was really delicious.

The person he caught had a look of frost on his face, but his eyes fell on the market, and he looked at everything with a research look, as if he was a wise person in the mouth of his stepmother.

How can a wise man have no money?

How can such a person lie for a little money.

Qin Yunshan was slightly surprised, the person in front of him was very bold!

He looked down at the cake, not knowing how to put his mouth down.

Yan Qingshu took out a small wooden fork, took out one and handed it to the man in front of him who looked tired but had bright eyes.

Her fork was taken out of the space. Fortunately, her space has a variety of things and many types.This is so that people will not eat the cake with their hands.

Qin Yunshan's gaze fell on the fork again, on which were engraved a few characters missing arms and legs, and a cloud and flower.

But the workmanship is extremely good.

The most unbelievable thing is that all the forks look exactly the same, whether they are textured or handwritten, floral patterns, depths, and strengths.

There is no one who can master the craft to such an extent.

It's even used on little forks.

It's really strange, if there is such a craftsmanship to make a fine fork, how can you write such characters with missing legs? The craftsman is illiterate?

It is also unlikely that such fine craftsmanship will attract a lot of customers.

It's hard not to read words in this situation.

When he entered the capital for the first time, he saw many strange things and was puzzled. Suddenly, Qin Yunshan felt that it was not so comfortable to live in seclusion in the mountains.

At least the people outside are not without wisdom, only when wisdom collides with wisdom can there be a flash of inspiration.

Looking down at the small piece of cake, he picked up a piece of cream with a small fork and put it in his mouth.

How should I describe this feeling, it's so delicious!

The moment it entered the throat, the face was moved by the sweet taste, and a smile appeared unconsciously. In this situation, no matter how thick-skinned it is, it cannot be said that it is not delicious.

"It's really delicious." He fished out fifteen copper coins from his purse and handed them to Yan Qingshu.

"My lady, who made this fork?" He couldn't help asking.

He wants to know how the forks are made exactly the same.

Mohists like to make things, but they often worry that wheels or fine beads are not exactly the same.

If you can learn this method...

The corner of Yan Qingshu's mouth twitched.

These things are made by machines and have nothing to do with people.

She laughed without saying a word.

She couldn't give an answer to this.

Qin Yunshan cupped his hands, and instead of continuing to pester and inquire, he pointed to the cake: "It tastes very delicious. If you want to buy it in the future, you should come here?"

"Just go to Taohua Village and look for a family named Lu." Yan Qingshu said.

There's no need to hide it.

Qin Yunshan stared at the cake, bought another piece, and then left the market.

"Sister, is your food really that delicious?" The man who sold the steamed buns saw Qin Yunshan eat one and took another away.

Can't help swallowing saliva.

"Would you like to try it?" Xiao Shan asked with a smile.

The man who sold the steamed buns shook his head vigorously, although he muttered in his heart that he couldn't do it, but 15 Wen was enough to buy a lot of big steamed buns, enough for their family to eat, how could he be willing to spend such a fee!

The seller of steamed buns is reluctant, but the butcher next door is willing.

He smelled this sweet smell, and he was very greedy, if he brought it home to his little daughter-in-law, that little daughter-in-law would not be happy to turn into water.

Thinking of his newly married daughter-in-law, the butcher's heart warmed up. She must be very happy to eat such an expensive thing.

Not to mention that he is a big boss!

After touching the bag on his shoulder, he walked towards Yan Qingshu.

"Give me a piece." He said.

Yan Qingshu cut a piece of cake, placed it on a wooden board and placed it in the butcher's hand.

Businesses like this are opening up one after another.

No one who has eaten it feels bad.

So word of mouth spread.

The people who came to the market to buy hadn't noticed the cake yet. Those who set up stalls in the market had already started to try it out. As long as there was a surplus in their hands, they would buy a piece as if they were meat.

Or go home and give it to the little daughter-in-law.

Or give it to the little girls at home.

Gritting his teeth, seeing the expression on someone else's face after buying it, it tastes more delicious than eating meat.

How can you not be tempted.

Of course, it is more about selling steamed buns. Even though I am very tempted, but thinking about my own livelihood, I suppress the urge to eat cakes.

Ordinary people with ordinary hair can't eat such expensive things.

In this way, within a short while, the cakes that Yan Qingshu brought were sold out.

So I started wandering around with a few children.

Just settled down, there are many things that need to be purchased.

For example, shoes and socks suitable for children, such as a four-piece bed set.

the other side.

Protecting the country's general's mansion.

Qin Yunshan walked to the General's Mansion with a piece of cake.

When he saw Lu Jiuyuan, he handed the cake to him.

"The capital city is indeed the capital of the Jin Dynasty. It is rich in natural treasures and outstanding people. Why is this delicious food so rare?" He said, his eyes were attracted by the iron bird on the table.

Lu Jiuyuan stood aside, seeming to say something.

However, Qin Yunshan, who was fully focused on the iron bird, didn't hear it at all.

Lu Jiuyuan? ?

Ignoring Qin Yunshan any more, he lowered his head and stared at the cake in his hand, and took a light bite.