Jinghua little cook

"Auntie thinks that my niece is quite knowledgeable about business?"

"The shop at the foot of the ground is very precious. Common people can't afford it. My niece is equivalent to getting two houses for nothing. It's really lucky!"

"Although there are not many people in the shop, fortunately, the children are quite relieved. My niece looks at the scenery every day and chats with the guests about the gourmet experience. It takes only one day."

"My niece has already figured it out. I will change to another courtyard when I have money in the future. It's good to live in this way for now. The most important thing is to save worry!"

Mrs. Song listened with a smile, but her heart was more bitter than Lianzixin.

The more Lu Xiling downplayed her situation, the more pain Song Yaniang felt.

Hezhen was not like this when he was a child.

I still remember that once her father bought a cactus from a Hu merchant, and the cactus was densely covered with thorns smaller than fingernails.

Xiao Hezhen accidentally pricked his index finger, and then he babbled for a long time.

But now, after going through so many thorns and storms, the child doesn't feel the pain at all, and instead comforts her.

His eyes moved to the kitchen. The pots and pans on the shelves were neatly arranged. The stove had been used for a long time, but it looked like new at this moment.

Mrs. Song glanced at the hands tucked into her sleeves from the corner of her eye, her eyes were full of distress.

"Don't blame your uncle, he is heartless!"

She gets angry when she thinks of the male master of the house.

So absorbed in being an official, she couldn't even recognize her old friend's daughter!Fortunately, he often talks about "how Wu Guan said it back then" and "how Wu Guan did it back then".

What big cloves of garlic!

"My niece guesses, uncle must not have had a good night's sleep in the past few days, right?"

His personality has changed a lot, but his narrowness is better than before.

Mrs. Song was amused.

"Of course it won't let him sleep well, and the warm couch can't accommodate him. It's just right, let him lie on the floor to calm down! Let his mind clear up!"

"Obviously you and your mother were carved out of the same mold, but he didn't see it at all!"

Doesn't it look weird?

After all, it was not good for Song Zhuoyu when he was young to stare at his friend's wife all the time.

It's not easy for Lu Xiling to intercede for Song Zhuoyu.

This is the fun of their husband and wife, what is it to get involved in it?At that time, she only needed to enjoy the care and love from her elders.

After exchanging pleasantries, sitting for a long time was boring, Lu Xiling was afraid that Mrs. Song would talk about the past hurtfully again, so she hurriedly got up with someone and went to visit the two shops respectively.

"This is the ice cellar, which was rewarded by the sage, and this is the cellar, which was exchanged by my niece and the people from the Ministry of Industry for half of the ice cellar."

"My niece is very popular. Vegetable sellers and butchers like to deal with my niece. No, a few days ago, the owner of the meat stall sent a basket of small fish and shrimp for nothing, and my niece pickled all the fish and shrimp with salt with a sigh of relief. It's up, and it's in the cellar for now."

"The taste is too strong, so I won't take my aunt to see it. When the fish sauce is marinated, my niece will make some delicious food for my aunt."

It doesn't matter if it's delicious or not, Mrs. Song feels inexplicably upset when she looks at the ice cellar.

She had also heard about the strange news that the Town God's Temple was on fire. When she learned the whole story, she admired the young proprietress for a while from the bottom of her heart.

I feel that the little girl is courageous, courageous and resourceful, and she is not afraid of troubles.

But those are the evaluations of outsiders.

Now that she knew that the girl who had escaped from death was her concubine, she could no longer look directly at the ice cellar bestowed by the saint.

That was what Xiao Hezhen paid for with his life.

How could Hezhen's life be worth only one ice cellar?

Lu Xiling sneered: "My niece asked for it herself. It's called sustainable development. It's a temporary pleasure to get money and fame, but it's different when you have an ice cellar. Summer is here, and my niece relies on this ice cellar to make money!"

Fearing that Mrs. Song would not believe it, Lu Xiling opened the ice cellar and took out a tooth of watermelon and a large basin of ice cubes.

The ice cubes were different from what Mrs. Song usually saw.

Some are round, as small as a quail, as big as a fist;

Bring people back to the kitchen.

Lu Xiling scooped out the flesh of the watermelon with a spoon and put it into the cup, then mashed it with a rolling pin.

The red juice accounted for most of it, and Lu Xiling took out the eggbeater to stir it again.

After a while, ice cubes were poured in, and Lu Xiling handed the quilt to Mrs. Song.

"Is this watermelon juice?"

Lu Xiling nodded with a smile.

She also drank watermelon juice, it was no different from before.

Lu Xiling said: "There is no difference, but if you use this method to make grape juice, ebony juice, or orange juice, it will be different."

"It's rare to drink these kinds of things."

Lu Xiling said: "If my niece adds cheese, taro balls, and milk to it, the taste will be different."

"Like the jasmine milk green just now?"

Lu Xiling nodded.

Mrs. Song understood this time, she wanted to sell cold drinks.

How much money can cold drinks make?

"If you need money, just tell Auntie, Auntie has it." Afraid that Lu Xiling felt that she was causing trouble for herself by opening her mouth, Mrs. Song immediately said, "It's my own money, and it has nothing to do with your uncle."

"It's really unnecessary—" Lu Xiling was embarrassed to show off the account book.

Although compared with my uncle who holds an iron rice bowl, my current income is still an ant's leg, but if I draw a graph, it will continue to grow. In time, it is possible for my monthly salary to be higher than that of my uncle.

"My niece really doesn't need anything right now. If it really comes to a day when everything is at stake, my niece will have the cheek to ask for it."

A child who doesn't gnaw on the old is called having backbone.

Xiaohezhen is more promising than the brats in the family.

After talking too much, the other party refused to accept it, so Mrs. Song changed her mind and said, "Over there, I will save the dowry for you!"

Lu Xiling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she nodded in agreement in order to make people happy.

But just verbally agreeing to Mrs. Song is not at ease.

She also wanted to inquire about something more in-depth.

Lu Xiling and Bai Ye were married before, and they should also reconcile in a serious way.

As for the whole story of the two of them back then, Mrs. Song knew something about it.

My best friend's daughter is in prison, so she doesn't care about it, but it's very inconvenient to communicate with Bai Ye at that time.

The Bai family was too busy to take care of themselves at that time, so it was even more difficult for her to disturb them.

The two chatted for such a long time, Mrs. Song felt that Lu Xiling hadn't mentioned Bai Jiaerlang in a word, so it was completely broken.

But thinking of Bai Ye's various actions, he felt that it was not the case.

Lu Xiling couldn't ignore her aunt's expectant eyes.

Determined to pour a pot of cold water on it.

"We have known each other for a long time, Second Highness took care of my niece out of old love, and it is also my duty as a commoner to treat His Highness politely and respectfully, other than that, I have no other intentions."

"I heard that the Holy Majesty has taken a fancy to the noble daughter of Wen Pushe's family. Auntie, don't mess with the mandarin ducks. From now on, the Second Highness's husband and wife will be harmonious, and the niece will be rich, and each will have their own income. Isn't it great?"

It is very good.

But Mrs. Song just felt embarrassed.

It's good to make money, but how can you do it without a caring lover by your side?
Once she leaves again, no one will feel sorry for Xiao Hezhen!
For a moment, she had a flash of inspiration, slapped her thigh and said, "How is my family, Hezhi? You two are also childhood sweethearts, and your age and appearance are just right!"

Ask for a monthly pass!The monthly pass smells so good! ! !
The next two chapters plus more really have to wait for the night!See you later!