n only be saved if a family of three goes without food or drink for three years.
Ji Wei made the amount after setting up a stall for just half a month.


    The money is not a small amount, but every step in the future will cost money, so it is better to save some money.


    Especially now that the pancakes are selling well, many people have begun to imitate it.
Although it can’t be as fragrant and delicious as Ji Wei’s, it is not exclusive after all.


    It’s only been less than a month, Ji Wei believes that very soon, he will not be the only one selling pancakes on the street.
The competition will be fierce, and the profit margin will shrink again and again.  He did not expect to do this for a living long term, the small profit now was beyond his expectations.


    According to Ji Wei’s plan, when he decided on what to sell next and how to sell it, he will withdraw from the pancake market and give way to other villagers.


    Ji Wei sealed the money in the jar and hid it under the bed.
Sitting at the table, he took out a sheet of paper from Liu Yimian’s calligraphy stack, wrote down the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and scribbled and corrected it until it left only a few choices.


    He stared for a while, crumpled the paper, and threw it away.


    Liu Yimian, who was secretly glancing at Ji Wei while practicing calligraphy, couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong?”


    “Waste paper, no need for it anymore.”


    Ji Wei saw that the copybook in front of him was full of words, and asked: “Finished?”


    Liu Yimian acknowledged.
Ji Wei took away the piece of paper he had just written, corrected a few small problems, and complimented him with a few words which made Liu Yimian’s cheeks hot and eyebrows curled with joy.


    “The characters are looking a little bit better.
It’s better than the beginning.
I’ll write a few more for you these few days.”


    After Ji Wei finished speaking, Liu Yimian obediently acknowledged.
He packed up all the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table.


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    Ji Wei suddenly said, “Let’s take a look at the cloth we bought today.
If you were to make clothes for yourself, do you still have to measure the size? Just as I’m free today, I’ll measure it for you.”


    Liu Yimian whispered no, he said he knew his size.


    Ji Wei asked back: “Can’t you trust me? It’s been a long time since you made cloth, and the original size is long gone.”


    Then he pulled a long face.


    Liu Yimian came over obediently, took out a soft ruler and handed it to Ji Wei.
He then stand in front of him motionlessly.


    “How to measure? Where to measure?”


    Ji Weike has never made clothes before and has never touched on this topic.
He had no idea where to start with a tape measure.
He gestured the tape at Liu Yimian’s shoulder and asked him if this was correct.


    “Shoulder width, waist circumference, upper and lower @ body length…” Liu Yimian gestured for the position and said a little embarrassedly, “I’ll do it myself.”


    “Stand up!”


    Ji Wei grabbed Liu Yimian’s shoulders with both hands, forcing Liu Yimian to turn around.
Holding a soft ruler in each hand, he pressed it against his shoulder, “Twelve inches.”


    After measuring Liu Yimian, Ji Wei measured his own shoulder, which was four inches longer than Liu Yimian.


    No wonder Mianmian looked thin and small when he was standing beside him.


    Ji Wei held a soft ruler, wrapped her arms around Liu Yimian’s waist, and hugged Liu Yimian in a very intimate posture.


    With his back to Ji Wei, Liu Yimian could feel the heat from his body through the thin summer clothes, which caused his cheek to burn red.
Even his round eyes became watery, and the whole person froze there, looking at a complete loss.


    “Less than twenty.”


    Ji Wei let go and couldn’t help saying: “Mianmian, your little waist is really thin, I didn’t dare to exert any force, for fear that it will break it.” Although this is an exaggeration, in Ji Wei’s opinion, Liu Yimian is too thin.


    Standing in front of him, he could only reach the height of his chest, it is estimated that he is less than 1.6 meters.


    Although the people here were mostly malnourished, they generally do not grow tall.
When he was growing up at his age, a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy, whose height was already approaching 1.7 meters.
Unlike Liu Yimian who looks like someone that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

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    Ji Wei finished measuring his length up and down again, only to realize that the boy didn’t say a word.


    Throwing the soft ruler on the table, Ji Wei turned Liu Yimian around only to realize how red his neck looked.
He quickly put the back of his hand on his forehead, it was unusually hot.


    “Why don’t you tell me that you’re running a temperature?” Ji Wei grabbed his wrist and was about to pull Liu Yimian out to see the doctor, “Do you still have the strength to walk? Or I’ll carry you!”


    Ji Wei squatted down and waited for a long time, but he didn’t feel anyone crawling on his back.


    “Brother Ji, I don’t have a fever.” Liu Yimian couldn’t say anything, for fear that Ji Wei would laugh at him, “I…I….—”


    He lowered his head, and a strand of soft hair floated beside his ears, which complemented his thin white neck and exquisite auricles.


    Ji Wei frowned at him and suddenly realized what happened after a long time.


    He was feeling shy.


    But when he looked like this, he’s really cute, it makes people want to bully him.


    Ji Wei playfully stretched out two fingers and raised the boy’s small jaw.
Sure enough, he saw his lips were pursed and his eyes were fluttering, and he didn’t dare to look at him.


    “Am I a man-eating beast? Why are you so afraid of me.” Ji Wei pretended to be sad.


    Liu Yimian shook her head vigorously and said loudly, “Brother Ji is a good man, a great man!”


    “If I’m a good guy, so why didn’t you dare to look at me?”


    Liu Yimian’s small eyelashes flickered like a fan, he finally summoned up the courage to slowly raise his head.


    As soon as he met Ji Wei’s smiling eyes, he was pressed into his arms and had his head rubbed hard.


    “Okay, I’m teasing you.
It’s not good for a boy to be so shy, it’s easy to be bullied.” Ji Wei patted him on the shoulder, saying that it was getting late, and asked him to rest earlier.


    Liu Yimian slowly separated from Ji Wei and said softly, “I’m not afraid, Brother Ji will protect me.”


    Ji Weiyi was stunned, and his heart was instantly overwhelmed by some kind of emotion.

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