Oops, Fubao was snatched away by the smelly brother next door again

Chapter 42 Anti-Trafficking Handbook
Jiang Yu'an's expression froze, and he rubbed his eyes with his small hands, "I don't know what fell into the eyes."

After speaking, he was afraid that Yu Wennian would blow her eyes, so he hurried to An Shuhui's side and asked An Shuhui to blow her eyes.

It took Jiang Zixing a long time to realize that just now Jiang Yu'an had blinked at their mother's study and knew what her daughter wanted to do.

He thought for a moment, "My Yubao is smart, he can always think of weird things, and because of what happened a few days ago, he thought of some scary things.

At first, I thought that the child was timid, but after thinking about it, I think what she said made sense, but by accident, I thought of some ways to prevent kidnappers.

It so happened that the two adults are here today, so I will take out those things, and ask the two adults to look at them, and then see if we can pass on these methods of preventing kidnappers. "

The county magistrate and Yu Wenji nodded together, and then waited for Jiang Zixing to get the things. After reading it, they all clapped their hands, especially Yu Wenji whose daughter had just met a kidnapper.

"I didn't expect Ziyang to have Jiang Xiucai, a literati with a truly benevolent heart." Yu Wenji laughed and said, he was about to take the things away, "When I return to Jinzhou City, I will take the things to the prefect."

"Wait a minute, my lord." Jiang Zixing knew that he hadn't finished writing this thing, "I have to add some more, and when I finish writing it, I will make two copies and give it to the governor and the county magistrate respectively."

Yu Wenji and the county magistrate originally thought that what they saw now was already extremely exquisite, but they didn't expect that there would be more, and the two of them became more and more looking forward to this thing.

Someone from the kitchen said that the food was ready, and they put together the two tables in Lao Jiang's house to barely fit all the dishes.

The good wine that Yu Wenji brought was the spirit he was used to drinking in the military camp. He was in a particularly good mood today, and he drank very boldly.

A small bowl the size of a slap made three bowls in a row before laughing: "Happy, happy!"

He was born in the military camp, and he didn't pay much attention to food and other things at first, but since he had a daughter, he always thought that his daughter should eat better, so he began to pay attention to basic necessities of life.

Then gradually it began to change into what it is now, with an extremely picky mouth.

Yang Erni's eyes lit up from the first bite, wondering how these dishes were made, but soon realized that there might be a lot of seasonings in them that she hadn't seen before.

So she could only eat with great enjoyment and stop thinking about other things.

Among the people at the table, only Jiang Yuan was the most excited

The dishes are exquisite and delicious, and they are all very common dishes in previous lives, but in this era, it is the first time for her to eat these dishes.

However, my stomach is still too small, and I am already full after one bite of the same dish.

After eating, Yu Wenji and others left.

After they left, Yang Erni originally planned to go into the kitchen to tidy up, but found that the kitchen had already been tidy and tidy, and there were even a lot of polished rice, white noodles, and smoked bacon inside.

She hurried to find Mrs. Jiang. After seeing it, Mrs. Jiang told her to put away all these things, "Master Yuwen really put his heart into it. Although we saved his daughter in this matter, in the future we But please don’t mention it again.”

Yang Erni responded, and locked up those seasonings she didn't know well, planning to study them later when cooking.

These things were seen by Jiang Yu'an. With her eyes wide open, she gave Yang Erni one by one what these seasonings were, and then drooled: "Auntie, I know how to use these things. know how to do it!"

In her previous life, as a "loser" who had been disliked for more than ten years, she naturally had to do all kinds of housework since she was a child, and she had to learn to cook on a small bench when she was tall enough to use the stove.

She knows how to cook [-]% of today's dishes, and she can tell that my aunt really likes to cook.

"That's true?" Yang Erni became visibly happy, she squatted down, and hesitated, "Yubao, do you need to use some expensive things for those dishes? If..."

"Auntie, we can still buy pork at home, and we can grow those vegetables at home." Jiang Yuan blinked, and if she taught her a dish every day in the future, wouldn't she be lucky every day in the future!
Speaking of this, she thought of the food sellers she saw in the town, either children's snacks like candied haws, or buns, steamed buns and sesame cakes.

When she has a chance to go to the county one day to have a look, with her aunt's talent in cooking, she might be able to make a lot of money with her cooking skills.

Eight out of ten of the heroines in the time-travel novels I have read before want to open a big restaurant, maybe she can also open one with the uncle.

Yang Erni didn't know that Jiang Yuan's thoughts had drifted far away, she was so immersed in the joy of learning those new dishes that she didn't even notice when Jiang Yuan went out.

By the time she realized and wanted to ask Jiang Yuan why he knew how to make those dishes the first time he ate them, he had already disappeared.

Both father and daughter sat at the desk, one continued to write the anti-trafficking handbook, and the other copied the part that had already been written before.

After transcribing the things, Jiang Yu'an started to play, and it was time for the other children in Lao Jiang's family to have the most terrifying moment every day: reciting.

Three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine men lined up in front of Jiang Zixing, one next to the other, some were downcast, and some were proficient in reciting, so they looked at the other brothers proudly.

Jiang Zixing checked the recitation today, and the next day in the school, he will not double-check those who have already recited it, so that he can explain more to the rest of the students.

When another autumn wind blew, the whole of Ziyang began to turn cold, and the seeds of An Shuhui and Jiang Yuan were planted. What the mother and daughter must do every day is to go to the mountain to see the medicinal materials they planted.

Jiang Yu'an took the two special notebooks that Jiang Zixing gave them, and used her homemade charcoal pen to write and draw on the notebooks.

After a long time, it is rare for someone to ask them what they are doing. Whenever they hear that they are planting medicinal materials, they wave their hands and say nothing.

Some people also tried to persuade the two of them to give up this idea, but just seeing the mother and daughter doing well, some expectations arose in their hearts.

Old Jiang's family has helped them a lot, and they sincerely hope that Lao Jiang's life will be more and more prosperous.

These days lasted for quite a long time, the weather became colder and colder, and the remaining rooms of Lao Jiang's house began to burn on the kang.

　Some (⊙o⊙) and ★ぬ★ monthly passes~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)