Wear ancient times with a house

Chapter 96 The atmosphere of the dinner table with "faction-filled"
The preliminary work was done, and Song Jun sat bored on the bench used by Mrs. Li to burn the fire, staring at the flames in the stove brightly, but her thoughts had already flown.

After a while, Mrs. Li had already got up to put boiled eggs and dried tofu into the pot, but the green wheat hadn't come back. Even the absent-minded Song Yun felt strange, and ran back to the main courtyard to find Mrs. Song.

The old lady was holding a booklet in her hand, and she was looking at it half-closed from a distance, not even paying attention to Song Yun's footsteps.

Song Jun found it strange that the old lady was not very literate, and basically learned it from Mr. Song after she got married. When he went, the old lady was in no mood and had no time to learn, so apart from the account book, or letters from relatives and friends, she There is also the mood to take a look at it with guesswork, and don't touch anything else.

But the old man, bored, some of his own entertainment methods are normal, Song Yun didn't intend to delve into it, and asked as he walked:

"Grandma, did Qingmai come to your place? I asked her to go out to buy some meat, but she never came back."

When Mrs. Song heard the sound, she shook her hand, and the booklet fell on the table. Then she hastily closed the book and put it in the drawer under the table. Only then did she have time to ask:

"Isn't she being taken by you?"

Song Yun frowned and explained:
"Yes, I asked her to go to the market to buy meat, but she didn't go to the kitchen, I thought she was back in your yard. It's about this time, should we send someone to look for it?"

The old lady is very good at focusing on the key points:

"Buy meat, what kind of meat to buy? Aren't you trying to make pickles? Still need meat?"

"I don't want to make some stewed pork. If it's delicious, I can sell it."

The old lady Song snorted, and she didn't know whether it was because she had been reading for too long, or because her granddaughter walked too far, so she pinched her forehead with her right hand and said:

"Do you think it's easy to make? The cooked food sold by Mrs. Zhang in our county is so good. It's a time-honored brand that has been selling in the streets for more than ten years and has been open for decades. You can cook it casually. Just want to compare it with others?"

The cooked food cooked by Mrs. Zhang is mainly sauced meat or cured meat, which is delicious, but Song Yun feels that the taste is completely different from the lo mei he wants to sell, so it will not form too much competition.

But now nothing has been done, Song Yun can only coax the old lady:
"If it doesn't taste good, then let's eat it ourselves. I don't do much. The problem now is that Sister Qingmai hasn't come back. We have to look for it, in case something happens."

"Impossible, it's broad daylight, there are many people on the road, and there are yamen guards patrolling, how can she be abducted so easily as a teenage girl."

Song Yun is still a little worried. There are surveillance in modern times, and adult women in big cities will still be abducted. She doesn't believe in the security in ancient times. It seems that she can only find a solution with her own mother.

Song Yun was about to leave when she saw Qingmai Shensi walking in with a paper bag of meat, almost tripping over the threshold, so she paused for a moment, then looked up and saw Song Yun and Song Lao Ma'am, she called out in a low voice, perhaps realizing that she had made a mistake, and turned her head to the kitchen again.

What the hell?Song Yun was a little annoyed. It took more than an hour to finish what could be done in half an hour, and she didn't even explain it when she came back.She glanced at Mrs. Song's somewhat smug eyes, and became even angrier. Okay, the old lady also felt that she was meddling in her own business.

Waiting for the men from the Song family to come back, and the food was on the table, Song Yun didn't hear Qing Mai mention why she came back so late, but saw her mechanically wiping the table and carrying the plates.

Probably because something unpleasant happened, Song Yun didn't take care of other people's private affairs with good intentions, as long as it wasn't because of her arrangement being lost.

Song Zhen was sitting next to Mrs. Song, muttering something in his mouth, he raised his eyes and glanced at his parents from time to time, and then the grandparent and grandson laughed happily.

Song Nian and Shen Shi also lowered their heads and talked closely over there, their faces were a little ugly.Song Nian, who usually asked the children how they were doing before meals, came back today and only stroked Song Yun's hair, and didn't talk to the children again.

In the end, only Song Ce and Song Yun sat openly waiting for dinner.

This is too strange. Song Yun glanced at the few people on the table, and even lost interest in introducing new dishes. Watching the old lady and parents move their chopsticks, they also ate in silence.

The Song family didn't have the habit of not talking when eating or sleeping. After all, the family was so busy that they could gather together at mealtimes.

But there are many factions at the dinner table today, each has its own small talk, Song Yun can only sigh, the excitement is theirs, I have nothing, I should eat meat, what I eat is my own.

Song Ce glanced at his younger sister, feeling that if he didn't say anything else, the low air pressure would permeate the entire dining room, so he quickly picked up a chopstick of stewed chicken wings and put them in his mouth, covered the bones with a handkerchief, and then made a pair of With a surprised look, he praised:

"Is this my little sister's new recipe? It's really more delicious than before. Grandma, father, mother, try it quickly, it won't taste good after a while."

Song Nian and Shen Shi glanced at Song Yun's expression and sensed her loss, so they hurriedly picked up their chopsticks. Song Nian tasted a piece of chicken feet, and Shen Shi ate a piece of dried tofu. You have to say a few nice words to make your daughter happy.

But as soon as they eat it, they will know it, and they really don’t have to say it against their will. The taste of the chicken and dried beans cooked in this way is really strong, and they can taste the smell of medicine, but only the special aroma of the medicine is left, without bitterness , but a little repentant.

Like Shen who loves vegetarian and soy products, he thinks that the dried tofu can absorb the meaty aroma of meat without being greasy, so he boasted:
"It is very suitable for selling. Some people are reluctant to buy meat and want to taste the taste of meat. If the dried beans are not expensive, they must be willing to buy some."

Although Song Nian was not obsessed with the contents of the cup, when he tasted the stewed meat, he also felt that it was a good appetizer, so he asked Song Yun by analogy:

"Can this stewed soup be used to cook peanuts? If yes, I will cook another pot of chicken, peanuts and dried beans for dad tomorrow, and I will take it to drink with your uncle."

The couple really have no brains about doing business, so they quickly figured out how to sell them and what is suitable for appetizers.

Seeing that they tasted it sincerely, Song Yun was not so disappointed, so she answered Song Nian first:
"Don't worry, there is still a pot of stewed soup. You can add something to it and cook it at any time. I will make you a fresh one tomorrow, and you can take it to eat with uncle."

Then Song Yun graciously picked up a honey-colored egg with serving chopsticks, and while motioning for her to taste it, she happily talked about her plan to make money:

"Mother is so right. I just thought that marinated beans, dried eggs, and other vegetarian dishes can be marinated in the future, and they can be sold at a lower price. As for the chicken feet, chicken wings, chicken offal, and marinated peanuts, marinated beans are very good. It is suitable for appetizers. So, do you want to try it in our grocery store?"

Song Yun said, looking at Mrs. Song expectantly, and also gave her chopsticks and chicken wings. After all, the grocery store is in the hands of her old man, and it's not easy for Shen to make decisions directly.

　I'm thinking about whether to change my name recently. Presumably readers who follow the article have also discovered that the cheating fingers of this book are not very big, and more of it is the short ancient life of my parents.Although sweet potatoes, peppers, and some modern technologies will gradually come into play in the future, but generally speaking, it is still based on ordinary life, so the name is a bit inappropriate.Readers, if you have good ideas, you can leave a message to me. After all, I am really a bit useless in naming, and I am afraid that the name changed will be even worse. biubiu
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