Crossing the road to riches

Chapter 28 New Products
But when Wen Hao was away, he couldn't help but say some harsh words to Fufu, and he could be manipulated as he wanted. The men in their family had never been obedient.

It's just that Wen Hao never knew about these things, and Fufu never said them. He knew that they were ordered by his parents since ancient times. Naturally, he has nothing to say about being him, let alone tell his wife.

He didn't dare to be sure of his position in the wife's heart, maybe he just looked at him pitifully, if he was obedient and obedient, he would not last long.

On the other hand, Jinmei helps Fufu from time to time, and she can't understand the behavior of her parents. If they hadn't abused her when she was a child, she wouldn't have become an ugly man who couldn't get married. He and Fufu had the same disease.

The cellars are full, and there is still a lot of grain outside: "Let's pile it up in the warehouse, and eat these first. Although these grains are not as delicious as rice and white noodles, they will be enough for our family to eat as a staple food until next year."

After finishing all this, I didn't stay idle, and went to the cow with the wooden bucket.

Not to mention that the cow was very favored, so the firewood room was specially vacated, and the firewood was piled under the eaves, and thick hay was spread, as well as fresh forage and some beans. All specially bought.

Wen Fugui saw that the cow ate a few pennies of grain a day, and the fried beans could be eaten with salt, and felt distressed, but he also understood that this cow was more valuable than anyone in the family.

From time to time, Wen Fugui went to the firewood house, and took a fan to drive mosquitoes away from the cows, and thought about fumigation with wormwood at night, or he would definitely be bitten by mosquitoes.

Wen Hao rubbed the hard milk bag of the swollen cow with an indescribable smile: "Hey, I'll help you release it now."

Wen Fugui's complexion was flushed when he looked older.

Wen Chun, a whole young girl, didn't dare to look at it. Only Wen Hao finished squeezing it calmly, a full half of the bucket, weighing at least twenty catties, and now it's the peak period and can squeeze three times a day.

That is fifty or sixty catties of milk a day, Wen Hao thought it was worth it no matter what, now it's time to think that making some desserts besides milk tea should be very popular.

Anyway, she has never discovered western-style desserts here, what kind of cakes they are, she doesn't know if they are good or not, but she knows that the market for new things is infinite.

It's a pity that she is not a chef, and she doesn't have any baking hobbies on weekdays. She works part-time in a cake shop as a cashier girl.

But at any rate, I have seen it.

The squeezed milk must be boiled first, and the yard is filled with the smell of milk. After boiling, it cools down for a while, and a thick layer of milk skin forms.

It should be a big tonic, so I quickly poured out a bowl, put the Naipizi in it, and started a small fire for Fufu.

"Fufu, here you are. From now on, you will drink a bowl every morning. Milk will supplement calcium."

No need to think about Fufu, he knew how expensive it was, so he hesitated for a long time before accepting it: "I'll just try it, and keep it for money."

Seeing this sensible appearance didn't melt his warm heart, the more sensible he is, the more she wants to give: "You are obedient, you are my husband, I will raise you up to be white and fat in the future. I think I'm capable."

Fufu looked at the wife's face, the wife is so kind, this kind of life is like a dream, Wen Hao was attracted by this dull look, squeezed Fufu's mouth and pressed it, it was a mandatory nod .

Now Wen Hao suddenly understands why those who start a family work so hard to make money and support their families without complaint. This is how she feels now. There is such a loving little husband in the family so she can't work hard: "It's just so happy Decided".

Wen Hao took out the clothes he brought back today and gave them to Fufu: "You wash it, it's dirty but it's not patched anyway, save one set for yourself to wear, and then give another set to Dad and Jinmei. The biggest size of the three sets is mine. With Wen Rong and Wen Mao, it’s better to dress decently when going out to sell things, and then can you help me embroider a few big characters on the apron?”.

He should be very happy when the wife needs him, but his father died early, no one taught him how to embroider, and he was afraid that the wife would disappoint him: "wife, I don't know how to embroider".

When I said it, I was scared, and my heart was uneasy, with anxiety and inferiority in my eyes.

Wen Hao didn't understand why he didn't say no, why he always felt so scared.

"Fufu, it's okay, you don't need to know everything, everyone has things they don't know, it's normal, I'll go to my second brother or dad for help."

Fufu bowed his head and nodded, but in his heart he felt that he was useless, a waste, and he seemed to be superfluous here.

Even if he is a serious son-in-law or a servant, he should go into the kitchen to prepare the family's meals, but the mother-in-law would rather take this matter to the past and never call him.

Apart from helping his wife to tidy up the room and do some preparation work, he is free all day long, and he is afraid that everyone will be dissatisfied with him, but he has nothing to do, and he is afraid that he will be kicked out.

But in fact, it was all explained by Wen Hao. If you don’t rest more, how can this body become healthy? Wen Hao’s effect of doing this is also very good. Fufu’s legs look much more normal, although there are still people I feel weak, but I can stand and walk like a normal person, but I can't walk for a long time.

Seeing the wife-owner busy up and down in the kitchen, but he is idle, no matter what, he is just eating and being lazy.

Fufu's worry was written on his face, and Wen Hao handed the homemade egg beater to Fufu: "Help me, beat in one direction, I didn't ask you to stop."

Now that there is milk, she tries to make pearl milk tea and Daliyuan small cakes. She thinks bread is difficult. After all, glove film is a technical job, but small cakes are relatively simple.

She has seen it done, and Daliyuan is to squeeze the fillings into the small cakes. In fact, during the epidemic, I have tried it twice, but I didn't pay much attention and failed.

She drew a picture and customized iron gears, propellers, and wooden containers. Once she assembled it, she could semi-automatically beat egg liquid and make smoothies. However, it would take a lot of effort to crank it by hand, right? It's fitness.

Fufu's body is obviously weak, and he's sweating and panting after a while, but Wen Hao didn't stop, and it's good to exercise his cardiopulmonary function.

Milk tea is warm and experienced. It is easy to know the way. I saw that the water in the middle of the jar has frozen. Can only shake hands.

But it’s not in a hurry before it’s frozen. Wen Hao is also beating eggs, but it’s different from Fufu’s. Wen Hao’s hands are egg yolks, several taels of peanut oil, salt, sugar, and sheep’s acid. She wanted to put a little white vinegar in the juice of kiwi, but she suddenly thought of sheep sour fruit. This thing is only as big as an eyeball, but the skin is like a kiwi fruit, and the taste is sweet. Only a round seed is round. The round ones are eaten one by one, and the juice is so sour that the teeth fall out.

There is also a very pleasant smell, so she tried it out on a whim, but she didn't expect it to taste like mayonnaise, and a lot of sugar was specially added, which is more suitable for fillings, but the calories are quite high.

However, calories are directly proportional to deliciousness. Because the human body needs it, the brain will send delicious signals. She thinks it will definitely sell for a good price.

(End of this chapter)