Legend of the Supreme Soldier: Section 398 Baking

Ye Zhong didn't know how the Ye Family and other three aristocratic families were exhausted, but even if they knew it, I'm afraid it would be useless. His strategy has not yet reached the level where he can use this matter to bring more benefits to himself. If it is a shame, then it is another matter.

Just now, he saved an honest benefactor. The benefactor was in his thirties, with a simple face, but now his whole body was muddy. Just now, he accidentally sank into the quagmire in order to gather a stubble grass. In desperation, he shouted for help, the mud was not far from Ye Zhong. Ye Zhong, who heard the call for help, rescued the beloved.

The so-called benefactor is a person who specializes in picking plants in the wild. In the description of the tube lunatic chip, the division of training professionals in this system is as fine as the training system of the five star regions.

Ye Zhong didn't expect that he would meet a benefactor.

Zhao Ying said gratefully to Ye Zhong: "Thanks to my husband this time, if it weren't for you, I would be dead." He rubbed his hands vigorously, but found that his hands were all muddy. Zhao Ying flushed, and after holding back for a long time, he said: "Can you please come to my house to sit down?"

Zhao Ying’s home is very small and can be called simple. His wife is not beautiful, but she is very enthusiastic. After learning that the man in front of him had saved her husband, she was even more enthusiastic towards Ye Zhong. His daughter is only seven or eight years old, obviously afraid of life, hiding behind his father, carefully sticking out her little head, and looking at the stranger curiously with her small eyes.

Lin flower tea, sour plum bacon, all the best things in the family were taken out by Zhao Ying and his wife to entertain Ye Zhong.

Honest and kind couples, fearful but curious children, this ordinary family gave Ye Zhong unprecedented warmth. He thought of his father, of Mu Shang, and of Grandpa Qian. If you are very familiar with Ye Zhong, you will find that Ye Zhong's cold and hard facial lines have become a bit softer.

Zhao Ying chatted with Ye Zhong after the meal, but it was obvious that Ye Zhong was very unaccustomed to this way of talking and communicating. Basically, Zhao Ying was talking, and Ye Zhong was listening. Zhao Yingnan, who is usually honest and friendly, meets someone who is more stubborn and silent than him. Today he said more than he said in the past ten days.

From Zhao Ying's narration, Ye Zhong learned about the bitterness and hardships of an ordinary benefactor. He could hear the deep feelings contained in Zhao Ying's plain and slightly blunt words.

Zhao Ying goes out to pick the plants every day, and his wife has to do some simple rough processing on the plants he picked. Their source of income is mainly based on * selling these raw materials that are simply processed. The couple had never learned real training, and they were completely wild, so the purchase price was kept low. The two have to work hard every day, otherwise they will not even be able to support their daughter.

"My child, dad, come here, how to deal with this Pingyacao?" Zhao Ying's wife came over and asked.

Zhao Ying suddenly remembered that he had good luck today and picked a plant of Pingya grass. But then he only sat back in despair, and said helplessly: "Forget it, I don't know, I will sell it tomorrow. You are busy, I will talk to the husband, and we will pass."

Turning his face, Zhao Ying said in a painful way: "Oh, tomorrow there will only be a low sale. I don't know if it can be sold."

Ye Zhong understands what Zhao Ying meant. Pingya grass must be roasted within five hours of being picked, otherwise, the effect will be at least half the difference.

"Let's take a look." Ye Zhong said softly, but got up first.

Zhao Ying was taken aback, and then a little confused: "Let’s sit here, it’s too messy inside."

But when he was talking, Ye Zhong had already walked into the inner room, and Zhao Ying had to follow him quickly.

The smoke in the inner room is filled with an unpleasant smell, which is the result of the mixing of the smells of many plants when they are roasted. Ye Zhong couldn't help frowning. From a professional point of view, this was very unsafe.

What came into his field of vision were a few very primitive baking tools, and Zhao Ying's wife was sweating profusely on the pair of plants.

The heat is not well mastered, the technique is wrong, and the order is also biased.

Ye Zhong couldn't help but shook his head lightly in his heart. No wonder the plants they baked couldn't sell well in the market. The training materials made in this way can only be regarded as defective products in a sense.

Zhao Ying's wife was stunned when she saw Ye Zhong, she got up quickly, rubbed her apron, and said embarrassed: "Why did you come in here? It's too messy!"

At this moment, Zhao Ying also came in.

Ye Zhong did not speak, but went straight to the baking utensils.

In the surprised eyes of Zhao Ying and his wife, he poured everything in the baking pot into the waste pool, but his other hand was stretched out.

"Bring me Pingya grass."

In the smoke-filled room, a young man looked at the baking pan intently. Beside him, a couple stared in reverence, lest they miss a little detail.

"The fire should be slightly green. The hands should be evenly applied. Do not use water. Its baking sequence is from bottom to top, from roots to leaves. The roots are slightly browned, and the stems turn light purple. Brush the brush with clean water three times, each time it is dry and then brush again."

When this roasted Pingya grass was placed in front of Zhao Ying and his wife, Zhao Ying couldn't help shaking with excitement. With the appearance of this plant, it can definitely sell for a good price!

The honest Zhao Ying's mind is not on this flat grass that can sell for a big price, but repeatedly chewing every detail Ye Zhong just said in his mind. He knew that with this, they would not have to worry about their future lives!

Seeing Zhao Ying's thinking, Ye Zhong knew that he had understood what he meant.

With an ordinary sound, Zhao Ying pulled his wife to kneel down, and kowtowed three heads gratefully. This honest man can only use such a simplest way to thank the teenagers who brought them a better life.

"Yes, not bad. It's getting old. The appearance of this Pingya grass is very good. I said Zhao Ying, this is not your level." The old Zhang who was in charge of the acquisition looked up at Zhao Ying, and then Ye Zhong's eyes fell on the side. No one knows Zhao Ying's level better than him. Like his previous processed products, few people in the entire city can accept them.

Zhao Yinghan laughed a few times without saying a word. When Old Zhang saw this, he couldn't help but smile: "Okay, I guess it's a blessing for God to see you working hard for a half of your life. This flat grass, I have fifty white silver, what do you think?" /

Zhao Yingli nodded, the money was enough for their family to spend a long time. Seeing Zhao Ying's excitement, Lao Zhang's head couldn't help but smile again, and took out fifty pieces of white silver. However, Lao Zhang's attention was mostly on this young man who followed Zhao Ying, but remained silent and unmoved.

Zhao Ying took the fifty silver pieces carefully, then put them in the bag more carefully and put them next to his body.

"Grandpa. Do you know how to get to Tianzhou City?" Zhao Ying asked Lao Zhangtou, he asked this for Ye Zhong.

"Tianzhou City?" Old Zhangtou's eyes fell on the silent Ye Zhong again, and he said unhurriedly: "What? Zhao Ying, you want to go to Tianzhou City? Tianzhou City. But it’s far away."

"No, no." The honest Zhao Ying shook his head quickly and said: "My friend wants to go, but he doesn't know the way. I'll ask you, you know, you must know."

Old Zhang head pondered: "I visited Tianzhou City when I was young. But it's far from here, and I won't know exactly how to go."

"Do you have a map?" Ye Zhong asked aloud. As long as there is a map, for him, going to Tianzhou City is really a very simple matter. At the speed of King Yuefu, he can go whenever he wants, and it doesn't take an hour to go back and forth.

"Map?" Old Zhang head looked at the boy in surprise, but then shook his head: "No, these days, who has a map and who doesn't put it away like a treasure?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ying couldn't help but look anxious, but Ye Zhong's expression remained as usual, not irritable.

This young man is so calm that the old man couldn't help but praise him in his heart. But he immediately said: "However, there happens to be a caravan going to Tianzhou City~IndoMTL.com~ I can help you ask if I can take you with me." Mr. Zhang often does things like this. The caravan has escorts, so many people are safe, and many people want to team up and follow the road.

Slightly lingering, Ye Zhong said: "Then there will be Grandpa Lao."

Old Zhang headed in, and soon led Ye Zhong and Zhao Ying in, leading them to a middle-aged man.

In Zhao Ying's view, this middle-aged man is not angry or pretentious, and his clothes are gorgeous, and he looks like a big man. But in Ye Zhong's eyes, the opponent's complexion was weak, his skin was sagging, his appearance was strong and dry, and his clothes were too dazzling, which was not conducive to his limbs.

"This is Team Leader Yu." Old Zhangtou introduced the two.

The middle-aged man had two slightly raised beards at the corners of his mouth. He had high cheekbones and sunken eye sockets. He couldn't help yawning twice just standing there.

"Who is going to Tianzhou City?" Leader Yu spoke lazily.

"Me." A brief, somewhat cold answer floated in the air. Team leader Yu's sleepiness disappeared immediately. He couldn't help but look at Ye and restarted, his slightly squinted eyes were a bit shrewd: "Oh, young man, what are you going to do in Tianzhou City?"