I Just Want To Farm

But the younger ones are also in their early twenties, like old apprentices, and there is a man in his thirties who has a deep temperament and sharp eyebrows. These people mainly wear simple clothes, as if they are going to concentrate on doing something.

Sure enough, there is some background.

"The old man and the man in the leather jacket are the center."

Qin Yu reminded Jiaojiao, and continued to walk down with him in his arms. He has good eyesight and hearing, and can hear these people talking like this from afar.

The man in the jacket: "I don't know how far away?"

The old man: "A little less than half an hour, why, are you in a hurry?"

The man in the jacket: "Don't dare, I'm just afraid that Brother Xiaoliang won't be able to bear it."

The old man: "The mountain road he climbed with me is longer than the train you took."

The man in the jacket was silent for a while, glanced at the young boy who was shaking his head and looking at this and that, his brows were slightly frowned, but he didn't say anything.

They also stopped talking, because even if people subconsciously know that the distance is far away and it is impossible to hear, they will subconsciously be on guard because there are people in sight.

The burden-bearing farmer, and .

When this group of people saw Qin Yu, they were stunned for a moment, because compared with the peasant dressed in rustic and poor clothes, the man who walked down with the cat in his arms obviously had a conflict that was out of the picture.

It's a girl, about twenty, with medium-length hair, dark and soft, and gentle, but because the ends of the hair are a little flowing, she doesn't add willfulness, her eyebrows are beautiful and clear, her skin is fair and handsome, her eyes are light and beautiful, and her clothes are also beautiful. She is different, long trousers, short boots, a shirt and a jacket, clean and neat, showing a unique temperament in the bright sunshine, the sun is shining brightly, and the moon is soft, anyway, she is a girl who makes people shine.

If you really want to use the words of high society in the mid-modern era to describe it, it is modern and NICE~

In fact, Qin Yu was only 17, but because of her temperament, and her deliberate makeup, others thought she was 20, and it was just for the convenience of acting independently.

Her disguise is effective, but this high-profile "sense of presence" is also different from the strategy in Shanghai. Obviously, her mentality and plan for this dungeon have changed greatly in the past two years.

Because Qin Yu's visual presence is too strong, and the big orange-haired cat that is obviously unhealthy, it is difficult for everyone to ignore her, and the old man even looked up and down.

Because there were so many people in this group, the farmer was also a bit shy, and subconsciously walked to the side when he met him. A group of people walked past him, and the boy saw Qin Yu and the two coming from behind, and ran away come over.

The speed was very fast, and he arrived in front of Qin Yu within two strokes. Qin Yu seemed to be frightened, and subconsciously hid Jiaojiao in his arms. Jiaojiao, like a normal cat, blew up some hairs from fright, and scratched her paw viciously at the boy. .

"Wow, what a fat and fierce cat! Master, come and see it!"

The old man smiled and reprimanded, "Don't scare people!"

He ran out just now and didn't see you yelling, obviously testing me!

The little boy pursed his lips, but he was obviously very interested in Jiaojiao, and he reached out to touch her.

Qin Yu hugged the cat and hid aside, frowning at them.

After being scolded several times by the old man, the boy became quiet, and the old man looked at Qin Yu with a smile, "Did you scare the little girl?"

Qin Yu cherishes words like gold, a little coldly: "It's okay."

Glancing at the young man, he was obviously displeased, and somewhat disgusted, as if he thought he was impolite.

The old man asked the boy to apologize to her again.

"It's nothing, forget it." Qin Yu rubbed Jiaojiao's head, as if he was about to leave.

The man who had been watching from behind suddenly stepped forward and stopped him, asking, "But Miss Qin, the owner of Xianyuan Dessert House?"

Qin Yu looked surprised and looked at him up and down, "Do you recognize me?"

"Miss Qin's shop is very famous in the whole of Kyoto. All ladies and gentlemen in Kyoto like to buy desserts from you. Foreign friends like Mr. Smith also respect you very much. I have also been destined to go to your shop to buy desserts a few times. Dessert."

"Congratulations, it's just a little craftsmanship." Knowing that it's my customer, any boss will have a good face, and Qin Yu won't let himself out of character, so he smiled, "I don't know what your name is..."

"It's not a taboo name, Xu Hao."

"Mr. Xu is here to play in the mountains?"

"Yes, relatives from afar came here and said they like the beautiful scenery here, so they came here specially to meet, but Miss Qin too?"

Qin Yu shook his head, "No, I've been here many times, and I'm tired of looking at the scenery, but there are many mushrooms in the mountains of this world, I'm thinking about some new desserts, and I want to use the mushrooms of this season to try luck."

Xu Hao looked stunned, and asked with a smile, "Did you find it?"

"I'm just lucky. I only found a small bag. I should go back and study it. If the new product is successful, I will send someone to collect it. Let the people in the mountains come to pick it."

"That's the reason. The mountain road is dangerous and hard. There's no need for Miss Qin to come in person..."

After a few more casual responses, the two parties bid farewell.

When passing by, Qin Yu glanced at the young boy's face.

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Qin Yu walked a little further away, and the group of people continued to walk up. The young man asked if the pastry was delicious, where the shop was, etc. Xu Hao relaxed a little, and said with a smile: "Of course it is delicious, otherwise those picky young ladies and young masters would even Those foreigners will not be so flattering."

"Is it expensive?" The young boy was more concerned about this.

Xu Hao's answer was also very clear: "Expensive! The cheapest small cake costs 1 silver dollar, and the most expensive Wisteria Qianxue costs 52 silver dollars."

The young boy was stunned, and the old man also stopped suddenly with a look of astonishment.

"It's so expensive! Can't it be made of gold?!"

Helplessness flashed across Xu Hao's eyes, and he said with a smile: "It was Xu Zhenguang's daughter's birthday half a year ago, and the second son of Yan Dudu's family went to Xianyuan to order a birthday cake. At that time, it seemed that Ms. Qin specially designed it. It is very beautiful, like the wisteria blooming abroad, lifelike, and the taste is wonderful, which aroused the praise of the guests at that time, and the banquet was also a great success. And because the cake was specially designed for that daughter, it was named after that daughter. The daughter named it herself as Wisteria Qianxue. In fact, I heard that the price given by the second son was 52 silver dollars before, but it is hard to say how much benefit the daughter and President Xu gave later—at least the later The daughter and the second son are successfully engaged."

Your son used a romantic and sweet cake to impress the hearts of his beauties and successfully facilitated the marriage of Qian Quan. One can imagine that President Xu must be very happy, and the benefits he gave are definitely no less than 52 silver dollars.

To put it bluntly, the consumption of the rich and the privileged class is by no means imaginable for ordinary people.

The young boy looked shocked, but the old man's expression was complicated. He glanced back at Qin Yu who had disappeared, and said quietly, "So, I can't doubt that she is unusual."