Space at hand: Pick up a prince to farm

Chapter 74
Su Ze had no doubts about Song Chen's explanation.

"Then what kind of dividing method do you think is appropriate?"

Song Chen stretched out five fingers and shook them, "Fifty-fifty, I only give out prescriptions and don't care about anything else."

"It's so dark." Su Ze was frightened by this [-]-[-] score.

Others said that he was a shady businessman. When he heard this [-]-[-], he felt that he was already very kind.

"Is it black?" Song Chen didn't think so, "Every recipe I give you can guarantee the effect of Dafu, or even surpass Dafu. Just like you said, one Dafu can be sold for one Two silver coins, how much cost do you need in this?"

"Since ancient times, recipes have been the most important thing. Without recipes, your people and materials can only make dim sum that is the same as what is on the market. You can share the market with other dim sum shops and make money." It’s got to be tough.”

Seeing that he was silent, Song Chen continued, "Whether it was the passion fruit jam before or the current Dafu, they are a good example. If you have something that can attract the attention of customers, you can firmly capture them, otherwise a Why does the store keep launching new products?”

Su Ze didn't know that Song Chen could see so clearly. At this moment, he didn't want to disturb her at all. He wanted to hear her continue talking, and silently sent a cup of tea to Song Chen's hand.

Song Chen was also a little thirsty, so he drank it all in one gulp, "Master Su, are you willing to take [-]%?"

Su Ze raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why don't you want to?"

"I'll give you another prescription next month."

……

The fact that Song Chen and Su Ze met on the road and rode in the same car was soon reported to Cang Xiuxuan's ears. After hearing this, Cang Xiuxuan was depressed all day long.

It was also at this time that he figured out that the dim sum that Liuweizhai had recently become popular in Beijing should be the recipe given by Song Chen, otherwise how could Su Ze be here!
Shopkeeper Cui had mentioned this before, but at that time he didn't care because he had Sanqiwan.

Now that I think about it, it was really careless.

Su Ze, a man with such a bad temper, could get along with her so peacefully, so he must have some thoughts about her.

After politely declining, Su Ze wanted to send her back. After Song Chen got off the carriage, he went to the town butcher to cut a few kilograms of meat. Grandpa was coming today, and she had to tell everyone such good news. She had to eat well. .

In addition, Song Chen also put two bunches of grapes into the basket when she was about to get home. The fruits in the space were already piled up. She really couldn't find any chance to take them out, so she could only eat them secretly in the love space. .

I have just the right excuse today.

She doesn't plan to hide the snacks from her family anymore. As soon as Liuweizhai's new products are released, she will receive money. At that time, it will be impossible to hide them anymore.

In the Song family in Beiguan Village, Wang Kuitu was looking forward to Song Chen's return.

In the morning, Song Dashan and his wife picked him up. He could see the difference in his son Wang Gou Sheng at a glance. Although his face was still pale, it was no longer blue like before. Listening to him speak, it was no longer a matter of words. Just take a breath for a few words.

His son can make such a big change thanks to his grandson, and he wants to say thank you to her personally.

And what they said about his son's talent in reading and writing, he had to confirm with Song Chen again.

No matter how good others said it, they couldn't say it as well as Song Chen.

Seeing Song Chen coming back from a distance, Wang Kuitu rushed up to him immediately and took the basket from Song Chen's shoulder without saying a word, "You kid, why don't you take an ox cart for such a long journey?"

Song Chen chuckled, "The bullock cart is too bumpy, and I don't like the smell."

"Then if you need to go out for anything in the future, just let your brother go. It will be tiring to walk such a long distance with your pair of chopstick legs."

"Okay, grandpa, I see you are very happy today." Song Chen also playfully teased Wang Kuitu.

Wang Kuitu looked at her pretending to be angry, "You girl, even grandpa dares to make fun of you, but grandpa really wants to thank you. If it weren't for you, your uncle might not have a few more years to live."

Song Chen knew in his heart that what Wang Kuitu said was true, but that was all in the past, "Grandpa, don't say that. I don't say that I can guarantee that my uncle will live to be 99. It is absolutely possible to live to [-] or [-]."

"Hahaha, then grandpa will be really happy. When your grandma and I leave, your mother won't have no one in her family."

Wang Kuitu laughed out loud at Song Chen's words.

Listening to his words, Song Chen felt very warm in his heart. This is a person who truly cares about his children. This kind of person deserves all the kindness you can give him.

"Grandpa and grandma will definitely live a long life. As you know, grandpa, I asked my parents to pick you up because there is something important to discuss with you. I bought some meat. I will take it to the kitchen first. Let's go first Eat, let’s talk after eating.”

In the kitchen, Mrs. Song and her mother were already preparing to cook dinner. Mrs. Song told her several times, but her mother refused to listen, so Mrs. Song had no choice but to let her go.

Song Chen took the meat he bought to the kitchen, "Mom, there are two bunches of grapes in the basket outside. Go and wash them. They were given to you by the owner of Liuweizhai in town today."

Song Wang, the owner of Liuweizhai, had met a noble prince. Although grapes were rare, people like him were not uncommon.

However, Mrs. Song Wang was still a little curious as to why the owner of Liuweizhai had given such a precious fruit to her. She would have to ask later.Song Wang went out to get grapes, and Song Chen began to wash the meat.

Grandma walked to her and said, "Xiaochen, go out and rest, I'll come."

"I'm not tired. Grandma, please help me watch the ignition. I'll show you my skills today." Song Chen has nothing to avoid at home now. Anyway, no matter what new skills she shows, the family will automatically think it's her. Learned it in a dream.

Grandma smiled kindly and said, "That's great. Your mother is still saying that your craftsmanship is good. Let grandma try it today."

Song Chen bared his teeth and smiled, "Just wait and see."

Song Chen bought enough meat today. She was going to make braised pork. She took out some ginger and garlic from the space and put them there. Everyday when their family ate by themselves, Song Chen would ask her mother to put some on them.

But to make braised pork, these condiments alone are not enough. You also need star anise and cinnamon. Song Chen took some out of the space while getting ginger and garlic.

After the small square meat was stir-fried, a lot of lard came out. Song Chen used a bowl to put a large portion out, then added various condiments, added water and simmered slowly.

Grandma used a small fire as Song Chen said.

Song Chen didn't get the rest of the dishes and went out to call her mother in.

Mrs. Song's movements were also very fast, and all the dishes were fried and served on the table in two quarters of an hour.

In addition to Song Chen's braised pork, the dishes prepared by Mrs. Song today are also very rich. Before eating, Mrs. Song filled a bowl with some meat dishes and three or four pieces of braised pork.

"Xiaohe, go and deliver it to your fourth aunt."

Song He took the big bowl and prepared to go out. None of them had any objection to the Song family's mother and son living here, and Song Chen's grandparents would not say anything.

Just as Song Chen and Song Wang had guessed, Song Dashan still had feelings in his heart. Not to mention Song Li, Song Ming was still the blood of Song Laosi.

"Guixiang, thank you." Song Dashan squeezed Song Wang's hand under the table and thanked her sincerely.

Mrs. Song didn't expect that he would be so bold. With so many people waiting at the table for dinner, he dared to hold his hand, and he suddenly blushed, "We are a family, no matter how much we say thank you or not, they are pitiful." Come on, people, let’s eat quickly.”

Grandpa and grandma are all people who have been there and know it well.

Song Chen and Wang Goucheng didn't understand anything. You looked at me and I looked at you, and they both felt a little out of place.

When Song He sent the things over, Song Li and Song Ming were preparing to eat. There were several black steamed buns and a bowl of pickles on the low table.

As soon as Song He entered the door, Song Ming smelled the aroma of meat.

"Second, second brother." Song Ming called in a small voice.

Song He hummed and put the bowl on the table, "My mother asked me to bring it."

After saying that, Song He turned around and walked out. He might not be surprised, but he couldn't accept it so quickly.

Song Li and Song Ming could only watch him turn and leave.

What was left on the table was a bowl full of vegetables.

"Tomorrow, have you seen it? You have to remember all this. It was your third uncle and his family who helped us when we were in the most difficult time. Stepmother doesn't expect you to be very promising in the future, but you have to remember One thing, as long as your third uncle and the others need it, you must help!"

Song Ming looked at the bowl on the table with firm eyes, "Mom, I know."

Song He had adjusted his mood before he returned home. A table full of people was waiting for him to eat, but the atmosphere was a bit subtle. His mother's face was a little red, his grandparents smiled meaningfully, and his sister and uncle looked confused.

"What happened?" Song He asked puzzledly.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm just waiting for you to eat. Come on, I'll get more rice." Today they cooked white rice.

Song Chen obediently followed Mrs. Song to serve the rice, and then placed the bowls one by one in front of the elders. When eating, the grandparents and uncles still only put food in their own bowls, and rarely stretched out the food on the table. Chopsticks.

Song Chen really didn't know what to say about this situation. He picked up the braised pork on the table and poured it into the bowls of the three of them. "I made this dish specially for you. You don't want to eat any of it because you think it's..." Am I not good at my craft?"

The three of them looked at the increasing amount of braised pork in their bowls and did not dare to move. They were afraid that if they moved the meat would fall to the ground, which would be a pity.

Song Chen's words also made the three of them at a loss. In the end, Wang Goucheng took the lead and stuffed a piece into his mouth.

The moment the braised pork entered his mouth, he almost screamed uncontrollably.

Simply delicious!
He had never known that braised pork tasted like this. It was so delicious!
But when he was enjoying his meal, Song Chen said quietly, "Uncle, you've eaten two pieces, and you're still treating your illness."

(End of this chapter)