Don't panic, Father Xueba and I crossed together

Chapter 37, there are all parents in the world
"There are no wrong parents in the world, but I am also a father, and a father must always protect his daughter."

When Feng Minsheng said this, he looked directly into the eyes of the village head, and his tone was neither humble nor overbearing, but also firm.

None of the words complained about the old house of the Feng family, but the village chief understood.

In this era, even if you go to the government to sue your elders, you will be beaten up before the court.

Children who run away from their families are considered unfilial.

But Feng Minsheng is different, this is the child he watched grow up, even if the child was born to repay the debt, so many years are enough.

If they keep kissing, the father and daughter may not be able to survive, and sooner or later they will be drained to the last drop of blood.

"Since you chose to take the imperial examination, don't be too extreme, let alone Xiao Jin has grown up."

The village chief didn't mean to oppose Feng Minsheng, but he was a little worried for him.

If the trouble is too ugly, it will not be good for Feng Minsheng's reputation, even if Feng Minsheng doesn't care, he should think about it for Xiaojin.

In ancient times, a woman's reputation was really valued too much. If she couldn't get married because of her bad reputation, life in the future would be extremely difficult.

"I know, maybe in a few days they will want to sever ties with me. If I reopen the account at that time, I hope the village chief will help me a lot."

The corner of Feng Minsheng's mouth curled up slightly, and he put on a smirk.

Seeing that sly smile, the village chief thought he had read it wrong, rubbed his presbyopic eyes, and looked over carefully.

That's right, it's still the honest kid who grew up watching him.

"You are from our Yangliu Village, as long as you are from our village, you will definitely take care of it!"

The village chief patted Feng Minsheng on the shoulder lightly, and gave him a reassuring look.

He almost didn't clap his hands and shouted out loudly.

You go and break it now, and I will support you!

"Old man, dinner is ready! Minsheng can eat here too! The dishes are all fried!"

The village chief's wife, Mrs. Yang, came out of the kitchen with a smell of fireworks, and said in a friendly manner with a smile.

She is a standard rural old woman, her face is tanned by the sun, and her fingers are covered with thick calluses from years of hard work.

At this time, she was holding two plates in her hand, two plates of green vegetables, no oil or water could be seen.

The green vegetables are grown in their own land, just put a little salt, and fry them in the pot casually twice.

Most people in the village eat this way.

Only during the Chinese New Year, dare to fry a dish with lard, and eat some pork stuffed dumplings.

"I won't eat here. Xiaojin said to make something delicious for me tonight, and I have to go back and taste it."

I don't know if that little heartless person still remembers what he said today.

I'm afraid I don't remember, my old father should go back and do it!
"Xiao Jin is really a good boy!"

Hearing Feng Minsheng said that his daughter cooks for him, Village Chief Yang praised Fengjin again.

The people in the old house of the Feng family are really talking nonsense, saying that a girl as old as Xiaojin doesn't cook at home, she is very lazy!

Village head Yang sighed after thinking about it, it seems that it is really time to take care of those gossips in the village!
Feng Minsheng didn't know what Village Chief Yang was thinking, he was only thinking about making money.

Let the daughter live a life of spending money like water.

Feng Minsheng opened the white cloth bag in his hand, and a strong smell of seasoning pervaded instantly.

Feng Minsheng smiled and said to the village head,

"This is a condiment I came up with recently. It is ground with some medicinal materials. Add a little when cooking, and the taste will be better."

"What is this?"

Suddenly smelling the thirteen incense, the village chief almost couldn't hold back his sneeze, rubbed his nose with his fingers, and stared wide-eyed.

It smells weird, but if you put it in a dish, you don't know what it's like.

"Would you like to... try?"

Feng Minsheng didn't know how the ancients would react when they ate Thirteen Fragrances.

"Succeed! Old lady, put some of Minsheng's stuff in the dish and try."

When the village chief saw Feng Minsheng's reaction, he knew that he wanted to treat this as a business.

After all, he is a "poor student" in the village, and the old village head also wants to help him.

The smell of the food is strong, but it is seasoning after all, and it might be better if only a little taste is added.

"Hey! Is this still made from medicinal materials? Is this stuff expensive?"

This is also the first time Mrs. Yang has seen it. If it is too expensive, she will not dare to let it go.

Usually cooking is not even willing to put a drop of lard, let alone a life-saving medicinal material.

"They are all common medicinal materials, they are not worth much, and we have some on the mountain."

After Feng Minsheng said something, he handed the white cloth bag to Mrs. Yang.

When Mrs. Yang heard that Feng Minsheng said it was worthless, she felt relieved.

Turning around, he went into the kitchen, poured the vegetables back into the pot, and put a pinch of thirteen incense into it.

Before the frying started, there was a scent.

The taste of vegetables and seasonings is not fragrant, but an inexplicable taste.

I have been cooking for decades, and this is the first time I smell this kind of food.

The green vegetables were already cooked, and they were randomly stir-fried twice before they were served on the plate.

"Here, my wife, try it, the seasoning given by Minsheng smells really good!"

Mrs. Yang took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to her wife, at the same time, she also took a bite.

It's really delicious.

Much better than just salt.

There is even a feeling of eating meat.

——Because when eating meat, you are willing to put salt and aniseed meat.

"Really delicious!"

Village Chief Yang tasted the taste after only one mouthful.

His wife's cooking has been eaten for decades, and they all taste the same.

I can't blame my wife's poor craftsmanship. I'm afraid that except for the emperor in the palace, all the stir-fried vegetables have the same taste.

The village chief and Mrs. Yang took one bite after another, eating only green vegetables and not steamed buns, and quickly ate half a plate of vegetables.

The two old people ate a lot, and they both said it was delicious, so it will definitely sell well!

"It's delicious. I'll bring you some in two days."

Seeing the reaction of the two, Feng Minsheng was slightly relieved.

He was really afraid that the tastes of the ancients would not be harmonious.

A small thirteen-spice seasoning can make the old couple taste the meat.

If the hot pot Chuan Chuan Xiang is brought here, I am afraid everyone will go crazy!

"No need to give it away, no need to give it away, if you open the store at that time, we will go directly to buy it."

Village Chief Yang waved his hands again and again.

In his eyes, Feng Minsheng is a poor person who needs special care, so he naturally can't take advantage of his family.

"The village head is too polite. It's not worth much anyway. Everyone in the village is on a blind date. It's appropriate to give some to my uncle."

Feng Minsheng bowed his hands politely, but he really has the bearing of a scholar.

"Ah! Seeing how forgetful my old man is, I still have to write you a letter of recommendation!"

Village Chief Yang patted his head violently, and quickly called his wife to get a pen and paper from the house.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket.

　　


(End of this chapter)