If Wu Zhi hadn't been standing in front of her now, she wouldn't have believed it was true.
When Wu Zhi came to the stove, he realized that he had made a big mistake.
That is, there is only a steamer here.
As for the scallion tendon pancakes and hand pancakes he wanted to make, he didn't have any of them.
After a brief pause, Wu Zhi went upstairs and took out the only scattered silver coins left in the drawer.
After counting carefully, there were about 5 taels left.
This is the only savings of their small family.
If his green onion tendon pancakes and hand pancakes don't sell well, or if no one likes to eat them at all.
Then their Wu Zhi Cake Shop can be declared bankrupt completely.
By then, the couple, let alone living a prosperous life, may end up living on the street in a matter of minutes.
But Wu Zhi decided to give it a try.
So he took the only silver he had, said a brief farewell to Pan Jinlian, and hurried out the door.
His next target is the blacksmith shop in the east of the city.
When Wu Zhi arrived at the blacksmith shop, Wang Xiaoer, the owner of the blacksmith shop, was so surprised that he could hardly close his mouth.
"Da Lang, you, you, what are you..."
Wu Zhi looked at the astonished expression of the blacksmith shop owner and grinned.
"It's nothing, it's just a second growth."
"I came here today to ask you to build a set of cooking utensils. There are only about four or five pieces. How much silver do you think I need?"
After Wang Xiaoer was briefly shocked, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
"Da Lang, making a set of iron cooking utensils can be very expensive, at least 7 or 8 taels of silver!"
"Your family is so poor, how can you afford so much silver?"
"But, we all live in the same county, so if we are a few taels short, or if we don't have any money, there is no problem."
"As long as you agree to one condition, that's all."
As Wang Xiaoer spoke, he slowly stroked the sparse beard on his chin.
The smile on his face also began to become obscene.
Wu Zhi frowned slightly.
"What conditions?"
Hearing Wu Zhi's question, Wang Xiaoer's next words became a little hasty.
"I've been seeing that little lady of yours going out to buy medicine these past few days. Her face, figure, and charming little appearance almost made me drunk."
"As long as you let your little lady live at my place for a month, I will build you this set of cooking utensils for free!"
At this time, although Wu Zhi was extremely angry in his heart, he did not show it on his face.
After all, he is now impoverished!
If you rashly argue with others, your plans will completely collapse.
But if you allow your wife to let this person take advantage of her verbally, she will feel very angry in her heart.
Then, a slightly absurd idea appeared in his mind.
I saw him, first he curled his fingers towards Wang Xiaoer in an extremely mysterious manner, gesturing for him to bring his head closer, he had something to say.
Wang Xiaoer's heart suddenly skipped a beat when he looked at his mysterious expression.
Then, with great anticipation, he leaned his head over.
"It is extremely difficult for me to fulfill the condition you proposed, but I can exchange it with you for another secret."
"When you look at my changes in height and whiteness, are you very curious?
Do you also want to know how I did it?"
Although these were not what Wang Xiaoer was most looking forward to, they successfully aroused his interest.
After all, Wang Xiaoer's height and appearance are not that good either.
Next, Wu Zhi described the cookware he wanted to make to Wang Xiaoer in detail.
Where the description was unclear, he even drew drawings for him.
And Wang Xiaoer's efficiency is also extremely high.
It only took two or three hours to prepare all the cooking utensils he requested.
"Dalang, there are 8 taels of silver in total."
"However, if you can tell me the secret, I can make it cheaper."
At this time, Wu Zhi was also possessed by the drama spirit.
He looked around first, and after making sure there was no one around, he lowered his voice and leaned into Wang Xiaoer's ear.
In a low and inaudible voice, he said slowly: "I was hit by a carriage a few days ago. Do you know about this?"
"And he was hit by the carriage of the high official from Ximen."
"That's how I was able to grow again after just one collision!"
At first, when Wang Xiaoer heard this, he certainly didn't believe it.
But then he thought again, if this guy didn't have an adventure, how could he get from a
How could something that initially took on a human form transform into what it is now within a few days?
Moreover, Wu Zhi's impression on him had always been that he was honest and almost dull, and he had no expectations that he would take the initiative to deceive him.
Wu Zhi looked at him with eyes that gradually changed from doubt to determination, and he knew that he had already believed him.
So he then added: "Before you hit the carriage of the high official at Ximen, you must be mentally prepared."
"That means when you hit, you must use force!"
"You must use your own head to collide with that horse's head!"
"Only by knocking yourself unconscious can you get a second chance to be reborn like me. Do you understand?"
At this moment, Wang Xiaoer was stunned by Wu Zhi.
The two eyes also have different expressions.
He nodded frequently and said he understood.
The reason why Wu Zhi deceived him in this way also had certain basis.
After all, that old magician Song Jiang used a trick in which the Nine Heavens Xuan Nu Empress was possessed by a dream to scare everyone on Liangshan Mountain.
When Wu Zhi returned home with these cooking utensils, the sky had completely darkened.
At this time of night, due to the extreme lack of entertainment items, ordinary people go to bed relatively early.
Wu Zhi originally thought that Pan Jinlian had fallen asleep at this time.
But when he came back, he found Pan Jinlian still sitting next to the stove, preparing dinner for him.
Early the next morning, Wu Zhi got up early.
After finishing setting up the cooking utensils I made yesterday, I started working in front of the stove.
He is extremely skilled in making scallion tendon pancakes and hand pancakes.
Before breakfast, 100 scallion tendon pancakes and 100 hand pancakes were made.
Due to the lack of some auxiliary seasonings, these two delicacies cannot be compared with those made in his previous life.
But its quality can still surpass all noodle products of this era.
As for the cooking cakes that were left at home, Wu Zhi no longer likes them at all.
This so-called cooking cake is, to put it bluntly, the solid steamed bun of his time.
The difference is that a layer of sesame seeds is sprinkled on the outer shell of the pancake.
The simplicity of the manufacturing process and the single taste are far from comparable to the delicious pasta he makes today.