The Demon Lord said he would not roll again

"Why did Master come to town?"

"Let's get a new phone. It turns out that the one I'm playing games on is a bit stuck."

Jiang Shichao understood: "Master, do you want something to eat? By the way, Gao Fei's cold cake tastes good. I'll buy you a bowl."

"Whatever you want to buy, I'll treat your master to it." Gao Fei said next to him.

Jiang Shichao refused this time: "That won't work. They are all doing business. If you invite people here and there, you won't make money."

Gao Fei didn't force it.

Jiang Zhao was sitting on a small bench, eating cold cakes and gnawing pork ribs. His mobile phone was placed on the stand on the small table, with a TV series playing on it.

Through chatting, he learned that not long after Jiang Shichao set up a stall here, he met Gao Fei, who set up a stall next to him selling cold cakes, cold shrimps and cold noodles.

When Jiang Shichao's cooked food was sold out, Jiang Zhao took his mistress to Samsara Village.

Jiang Zhao didn't ask any questions at all, but Jiang Shichao took the initiative to tell a lot about what happened since he and Gao Fei met.

"Gao Fei said that after saving some money, he would learn how to make desserts and then come back and open a dessert shop."

Jiang Shichao scratched his head: "I think it's good to have a goal."

"I also told her that I would open a small restaurant in the future. She said that with my skills in making cooked food, the restaurant business would be very good in the future, and she would bring her family to support me."

"Gao Fei said that she has almost saved enough money and should be able to study next year."

"Her cold cakes are quite delicious. Master, what do you think?"

Jiang Zhao: "..."

"Yeah, not bad."

The taste is really good, at least for this small town.

But for him, who has eaten countless desserts made by top pastry chefs, it's just okay. Jiang Zhao definitely can't say this. Gao Fei just figured it out by himself. Being able to do this is considered a talent. If you can further your studies, the things you make will definitely be better, there is no doubt about this.

Jiang Zhao didn't pay much attention to what happened today. No matter what happened in the future, it was Jiang Shichao's own business.

Back in the village, Jiang Zhao was going to pick some vegetables for lunch in the vegetable field.

When I walked to the vegetable field, there was a figure running around, but he didn't pick his vegetables. He seemed to be observing something.

"Uncle A Zhao, you are finally back."

Hearing this voice, Jiang Zhao recognized who the other party was, even if it was blocked by the leaves. Who was it if it wasn't Jiang Wuping?

"What are you doing here, kid?"

"I'm here to observe your vegetable patch." Jiang Wuping walked out of it and said, "See if there are any tricks. I recently discovered one thing. The seeds you gave me are particularly easy to attract insects."

Jiang Zhao: Can good things attract bugs?

"I intend to sell this dish as a high-quality product. If too many pesticides are used, it will definitely fail. And if you use too many pesticides, it will not be good if you eat it. Even if it is sold in bulk, it will make my conscience difficult." Jiang Wuping worried, "Suddenly I remembered that there are almost no bugs in Uncle A Zhao's vegetable field. I plan to come and see how many times you have used pesticides, Uncle A Zhao. I often pass by here, but I have never smelled the smell of pesticides."

Jiang Zhao: Because no pesticides were used, of course there is no smell.

"Then did you observe anything?"

Jiang Wuping chuckled, turned back to the vegetable field, squatted down with his butt stuck out, and dug out a medicine bag from the soil. He held the medicine bag and grinned at Jiang Zhao: "Is this it?"

Jiang Zhao was speechless, what a good boy, he actually really dug his dirt.

Lucky for him for observing so carefully.

"Uncle A Zhao, is this a Taoist trick? I heard that the Taoist priests in ancient times were doing alchemy and came up with all kinds of stuff in the process. This must be one of them, right?"

Jiang Zhao: Very good, he has already thought of the reasons.

"Taoist priests themselves are versatile. They can work in the hall or in the kitchen, they can play music, they can also go down the river to fish and farm."

"So I'm not surprised to know that Uncle A Zhao knows these things. Isn't it right for a Taoist priest to know these things?"

"You must have read a lot of miscellaneous books." Jiang Zhaohao said with a smile. Taoist priests can indeed learn everything, at least in this world, and the inheritance they learned is also very orthodox. But, they still can't come up with this kind of medical kit.

Jiang Wuping said with a smile: "I have read a lot. I have liked to read my father's little novels since I was a child. When I was in school, I also liked to rent books outside the school."

"Uncle A Zhao, can you teach me about this medicine pack?"

"You've discovered it all, so I'll teach you."

Jiang Wuping quickly buried the medicine bag in the soil, came up to Jiang Zhao and whispered: "Uncle A Zhao, this medicine bag is just for me to grow vegetables. Isn't it too wasteful, so..."

"So you have an idea? Let's hear it." Jiang Zhao had a leisurely expression, and he had accepted these things calmly, without any escaping in his heart.

This is the reason why the cracks in the state of mind have been repaired, and even the state of mind has been greatly improved.

After everything is done, isn’t it only a matter of time before someone discovers it?

This has been doomed since he was unable to apply pesticides to his vegetables.

It's a good thing in itself, so why hide it anymore?

What's more, this kid Jiang Wuping was frank and honest. It was because he was unwilling to go crazy with pesticides that he came to him to observe and discover this opportunity. When he found out, he didn't steal the medicine bag back to study, but asked him directly.

"I want to do business with this medicine bag. It's impossible to hide this thing when it's used in the vegetable field. Instead of being discovered, we might as well take the initiative to do this. Even if other people use medicine bags on their vegetables, it won't affect mine. The vegetables grown from the seeds you got from Uncle Zhao taste very special."

Jiang Zhao: That's right, after all, they are filled with nutrient solution.

"My plan is that when I promote the vegetables and people ask about it, I will also publicize the effect of this medicine bag."