Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 1190

Wu Xiaoju was in a bad mood, standing at the door of her house, before she went in, she saw Fang's small shop from a distance.

Although it was still early in the morning, many people came to have breakfast one after another. It seemed that the business was good.

Looking at my own house again, it was deserted, and the shop was also dirty inside and out, with dust everywhere.

Looking back at the little boy who followed, that little face was severely frozen in the winter, and had a frozen bun, and it got better in the beginning of spring, but it left an ugly mark.

In addition, on the way back, the wind blew hard, and the old man had a long nose. He walked a few steps, sucked it, or wiped it with his sleeve. Most of the children in the country came here like this. In addition, he lost his mother. Dad can't always wash his clothes, so the little baby is very dirty.

A look of disgust flashed in Wu Xiaoju's eyes, and she said in a vicious voice: "Hurry up, dawdle, your father saw it, and I'm not sure how to count it!"

Wu Xiaoju's man is Li Dashun, in his 40s, he was already very old in ancient times.

After all, the living conditions are limited, and the average life span of a person is not long. They get married in their teens, have several children in their early 20s, and become grandmothers and grandfathers at the age of 30.

The eldest son of Li Dashun's family is already twelve. Originally, the Li family was too poor and almost became a bachelor. The marriage was delayed again and again. No one thought that he would not live long. After giving birth to two children, he became ill and became ill. Sick.

The Li family doesn't have much money to see a doctor for her, so it's not enough to drag her along.

Just die!
Anyway, to live is to suffer.

Li Dashun didn't feel anything when he was gone.

He still lives his life and earns a living for his two sons.

In fact, it's not his fault that he is cold-hearted, that's the only way to live a poor life.

The girl I married this time was young and was broken by soldiers and bandits, so she was no longer a virgin.

Li Dashun still didn't care, as long as he was a mother, able to live, cook and wash clothes for the family, it was enough. What's more, he didn't spend any money to marry this one, and the Wu family even put up some decent dowry.

In short, apart from the not-so-good reputation, everything else doesn't suffer at all.

When Niu Dahai passed by the door of Li's iron shop, Li Dashun was coming out of the house with his back bent.

Seeing Wu Xiaoju and her son, she didn't have any extra words, she just said: "Hurry up and make breakfast, after dinner, San'er and I have to forge iron."

The youngest of his family is already able to help with some work, and blacksmithing is not a job that can be done by one person.

Wu Xiaoju was upset, and her face was not in a good mood, so she entered the door angrily and went to the back.

When Niu Dahai returned to the shop, he got busy.

In the morning, there are people rushing to the early market, passing by the stalls, and those who are rich want to eat something to fill their stomachs, otherwise they will not be able to do heavy work.

Those who have no money can only go hungry.

In the past two years, the situation has been mediocre, and the court has not reduced the tax burden, so the common people are struggling.

I also heard that the border is not secure, and I don't know when the fight will start again, so people are always panicked.

The people who came and went didn't have much joy on their faces.

Eleven shops have been cooking porridge for the past two days, thick corn porridge, a big bowl full for a penny, and delicious pickles.

Don't think that you will lose money, it is not.

The corn is ground into a fine cornmeal and passed through a sieve several times.

Mix it with water and stir it with a spatula while cooking to prevent the bottom from forming. It will soon become thick and fragrant.

In addition, there is also a pot of pumpkin porridge, which is also a penny and a bowl. The chopsticks are also inserted into it, which is very practical.

In addition, Fang Shishi also used cornmeal to paste corn tortillas, one penny and one as big as a palm.

People who have eaten it all say it is delicious, but there is no trick to it, that is, when posting it, put a roomful of lard on the edge of the pot, and it will be crispy, can it not be fragrant?
It’s not all lard either.

She likes to hunt in the mountains, and occasionally she can hunt wild boars or something, and she can also get a lot of meat oil.

Hunting wild boars is a very dangerous thing. Ordinary hunters only dare to dig pits and set traps where wild boars pass by. Few people dare to fight head-to-head with wild boars.

This is not the case with Fang Shiyi. She has martial arts, a bow and arrow, and is familiar with the terrain in the mountains. She can find wild boars hiding in their dens based on her footprints, and then capture them.

She only picks the big ones, and lets go of the small ones, so she can't kill them all.

With her here, the Fang family would never be short of pork.

Although not every day, but every now and then, you can always have a meal.

The good parts are marinated and kept for home use, and the bad parts are sold as vegetables.

Now, Fang Shiyi's ability to kill pigs has also been practiced.

From slaughtering to skinning, deboning, and sorting the internal organs, it can be completed quickly. The whole process does not exceed 10 minutes, and the knife technique is superb.

Pancakes smeared with lard are also cheap, even the business owners next to her often have breakfast at her house.

Fang Qi would also come out to help in the morning, and the younger sister would play with Rhubarb in the yard.

They ate early in the morning, and my sister said that only when they are full can they work hard, and they should not be hungry.

The little girl was the last to get up, and she was playing and eating at the same time.

Fang Shishi didn't take what happened last night to heart, and he didn't tell anyone about it.

After a busy morning, the two pots of porridge are almost sold out, and I am about to close the stall.

Bao Er hurried back, almost out of breath, "Eleventh, come with me to the county seat, Uncle Pei has already discussed the matter, waiting for you to come over and make a decision!"

"So fast?" Fang Shixi was a little surprised, thinking he would have to wait a few more days!

She hurriedly took off her apron, ran back to the back room to find the hidden money, and went out without even changing her clothes.

As soon as they arrived at the door, Bao Er was about to go to lead the donkey, when he saw a carriage running over and stopped at their door.

The car curtain was lifted, revealing Yun Jingzhi's face.

"Aren't you going to enter the county seat? Why are you still standing there, come up quickly."

Fang Shiyi was stunned for three seconds, then readily accepted, and dragged Bao Er into the car.

When Bao Er came here, he also took a hitchhiker, a donkey cart pulling goods, even though it was slower, it was not as comfortable as a horse-drawn cart.

But the roads in ancient times were all dirt roads.

Because when it rains and snows, it is bumped and bumpy, so the carriage is very bumpy when it runs, let alone comfortable or not.

If you really want to be comfortable, it is far better than riding a horse.

Fang Shishi is also considering whether to buy a horse, which can save a lot of time, otherwise, most of the time will be wasted on the road this day.

Yun Jingzhi's carriage was covered with cotton cushions, and there was a small table in the middle. If he stopped for a rest in the middle, he could drink tea or lie down on it to read a book.

It was the first time for Bao Er to ride in such a carriage, and he was surprised to see everything.

Yun Jingzhi had been staring at Fang Shishi since they got into the car.

Look at her thin and small body, look at her slender and slender fingers.

Such a little girl needs protection too much.

That's why he had to go home today, return to the Yun family, and take over the position of the head of the Yun family, otherwise, what would he do to protect Eleven?
Are you an official?
(End of this chapter)