Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Speaking of Wen Jia, the Wen Jia is not much less powerful than Fang.

It is different from the Fang family, whose ancestors have been very good for generations, and their descendants are also very good.The current status of the Wen family was created by Master Wen's efforts.

When Mr. Wen was young, he was just a farmer. Later, he was unwilling to only work for other people, so he decided to go to the sea to do business.At the beginning, he failed several times because he didn't understand the market. Later, he learned his lesson and was cautious. Finally, he started from scratch and created his own myth.

Now that Mr. Wen is old, he is no longer involved, and all his career is in the hands of a few children.Although he has nothing to do with him, but his prestige is still there, many people often ask him.

For these people, Mr. Wen was very annoying. After a long time, he began to pretend that he was not at home. In order to ensure the authenticity, he really left home every day, even his children might not be able to find his whereabouts.

Chen Yunyao had naturally heard of Master Wen's famous name. She never expected that she would meet Master Wen here.

Chen Yunyao said in surprise: "You...you..."

When Mr. Wen waved his hand to her, Chen Yunyao quickly closed her mouth, without revealing his identity, but the excitement in her eyes remained undiminished.

It's a pity that Mr. Wen is familiar with her excitement, and all his thoughts are on teasing the child.

"I have been sitting here all morning. Since I got up in the morning, I have been fishing here, but I haven't even caught a single fish. Maybe there are not even fish in this river." Master Wen deliberately said: " If there is no fish, if you sit for a long time and you can’t catch the fish, how can you eat the fish? I think, it’s better for me to ask you to eat one. You don’t need to catch it yourself, and you can eat it. The best of both worlds?"

Fang Yan shook his head again.

He saw the old man's eyes become strange: "There are no fish in this river, why are you sitting here?"

"I can't even sit down?"

"Then why are other people sitting here?"

"I'm not the roundworm in their stomach, how could I know."

Fang Yan sighed, "Grandpa, not everyone is as stupid as you. If there were no fish, who would sit here stupidly?"

Chen Yunyao suddenly exclaimed. She wanted to remind her of the inkstone, but she was turned back by the warning look of the old man Wen.

Mr. Wen continued to spread his hands: "Maybe they don’t know if there are fish in this river. I was the first person to come. I was fishing here. They thought there were fish here, so they followed along. They caught it. , It proves that there are really fish. They didn’t catch them, and they only thought that their skills were too poor. As for whether I knew there were fish in the lake at the beginning, who knew? Maybe I was just selling fishing tools people."

Chen Yunyao nodded thoughtfully, remembering this passage in her heart.

Following the trend is the characteristic of human beings. Using this characteristic, being a person who sells fishing rods, may be able to earn a slam.

Chen Yunyao benefited a lot, but Fang Yan was at a loss.

"You sell fishing rods?" He said, "Grandpa, you opened this resort?"

Old man Wen laughed, denying: "No."

Fang Yan's little face wrinkled, "Doing business on other people's territory...is it not so good?"

Old man Wen laughed louder, and the others couldn't help but laugh.

Fang Yan became more and more at a loss.

He thought this grandpa was really strange.

He is too young to understand what Old Man Wen said. He can only understand the superficial meaning of his words, and he is seriously entangled in whether he can sell fishing rods.

"You kid is really interesting." Old man Wen took the fishing rod slowly, and there was no fish in his bucket, so he directly returned the fishing tool to the place where he rented the tool, and walked back to stand beside Fang Yan with his hands on his back. , Smiled and said: "Child, I ask you to eat fish, are you going?"

Before Fang Yan could answer, he said again: "I know that there is a chef in this resort. The boiled fish he cooks is the best. Usually you can't ask him to cook, but he is my old man. Friends, also sell the face of my old man." Mr. Wen squinted his eyes slightly, and aftertastes: "He made boiled fish. The fish fillets are smooth and tender, and there is no fishy smell. The fish fillets are wrapped in eggs Clear it, scald it in hot water, and remove it directly, sprinkle with chili pepper, and pour a layer of hot oil on it, making a sizzle.

Smell the old man, smash it, smash it, very aftertaste.

The greedy worms in Fang Yan's stomach were also hooked by his description. Following the father's words, the picture of making boiled fish appeared before his eyes. The white fish fillets and the red peppers were very attractive to the light. People.

He gulped and swallowed, then looked back at the river, his little face wrinkled tangled up.

"Let's go, I didn't lie to you, there are really no fish in this river." Old man Wen smiled and said, "Look at other people's buckets. Did you see any fish?"

Fang Yan's eyes widened suddenly.

When the others heard what they said, they cooperatively lifted the bucket and showed it to him. The inside was empty, with only half a bucket of clean water and nothing.

Fang Yan opened his mouth wide in surprise. He looked down at the fishing rod in his hand, then looked up at the river surface, a sense of deceived grievance arose spontaneously, and he felt sad.

Grandpas now are too strange.He thought aggrieved: If there are no fish, why do you still sit here fishing?

Isn't this a lie?

Isn't this a waste of time?

He lost his fishing rod and put away his fishing rod, lowered his head to return the fishing tool, and then looked back at the other people, who were still sitting by the river and fishing, standing still.

When Mr. Wen mentioned that he wanted to invite him to eat fish, he agreed without hesitation.

"You kid, I only agreed after so many requests. It's really hard to invite." He hasn't seen such a shameless person for a long time.

Chen Yunyao followed them tremblingly, and Mr. Wen did not say to invite her, nor did he say not to invite her, nor revealed the intention to drive her away, so she simply followed with the cheeks.If Fang Yan is allowed to go alone, she still doesn't know how to explain to the old lady of the Fang family.

Mr. Wen has a separate courtyard in the resort. In order to avoid those who come to disturb him, Mr. Wen has lived in this resort for a long time, and the staff inside are all used to serving him.When Fang Yan arrived, he realized that the chef he said was difficult to hire in the resort was actually a cook in his other yard. He only cooked for him. No wonder he was asked to invite him and couldn't be invited.

"I'm the chef, but I spent a lot of money. What kind of special... The chef from the Michelin three-star hotel."

Fang Yan seemed to understand but looked at him blankly.

When I changed to someone else, I had already uttered compliments, but the kid was dumb and really cute.

Old man Wen laughed again, and sighed with his palm: "Which child are you, kid?"

He understands this!

Fang Yan immediately stood up and said, "I am Fang's family!"

The second brother said that as long as he reported his name outside, no one would dare to bully him, so he remembered it clearly!