Nongmen lady has some fields

Chapter 257 Building a House

This kind of shrimp does not need too much seasoning, just a simple stir-fry can make the best taste, especially this kind of wild shrimp, which is definitely much better than modern feed.

After frying the prawns, Han Yingxue used garlic, vinegar, and soy sauce to make a sauce.Drizzle a few drops of sesame oil, then peel off the shrimp shell and eat with the sauce.

Han Yingxue cooked a few more side dishes, and the family ate around the table.

Others who have never eaten shrimp are both novelty and joy.

The three big bowls of shrimp that I made were all swept away.For the other dishes, there was no movement.

"Sister, why do I think shrimp is more delicious than meat!"

"Yeah, I think so too!"

"Haha!" Han Yingxue smiled and said, "I also like shrimp!"

The taste of shrimp meat is more delicious. Even in modern times, the price is still much more expensive than pork.

"Sister, will our family still be able to eat shrimp?" Han Yingwu looked forward to it.

"Sister, go to the mountains to catch them when you have time!"

As long as they don't sell them, the whole family can eat them once in a while, and the shrimp in the river is definitely enough to eat.

After eating, a table of shrimp shells was piled up on the table.

"Xue'er, go and rest, mother will clean up!" Mrs. Zhao said softly.

On weekdays, Xueer went to work in the restaurant in the town, and when she came back, she had to spend money to pick daylilies, and she insisted on cooking when she came back today, her eye circles were a little dark, and she could see the tiredness on her face at a glance.

In the end it was her child, Xue'er was actually still young, even if Zhao Shi felt distressed, there was nothing she could do.On weekdays, she can't help much.

"Okay, the mother cleans up, I will accompany the mother!"

"You..." Mrs. Zhao shook her head helplessly, trying to persuade her to rest was more difficult than going to heaven.

"Mother, look, I paid my wages today and bought a horse and a carriage, which are more than 50 taels!" Han Yingxue took out the money bag from her arms and waved it in front of Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao's movements paused, with a look of astonishment.She has lived for decades, and she has never seen so much silver at once. There are still many ingots, not that kind of broken silver.

"Ah, Xue'er, why did the shopkeeper pay you so much wages!"

"Haha, mother, my wages are not so much. This is my profit share!" Han Yingxue told Mrs. Zhao about the day lily and stinky tofu.

Even though Mrs. Zhao knew that Han Yingxue hadn't lied to her, she still couldn't believe it for a while, because she never thought that she could earn so much money all at once.

"Mom, I'm going to build a new house, a bigger one, so that our family can live comfortably. This broken house is fine for living in summer, but in winter, the cold wind will definitely come in, and the house will be cold. , we can take it, Xiaoxiao can't take it!" Han Yingxue suggested.

In the past, there was no such condition to build a house, but now that I have money, the first thing I want to do is to build a house.

Zhao Shi nodded and quite agreed.

The family squeezed into this house, and they didn't dare to expect to have a better house when they had no money. Now that Xue'er has earned so much money, even if she builds a house, she probably still has a lot of money left over.

Now I am going to build a house, so that I will definitely be able to live in the new house before winter, and I will not be afraid of freezing in winter.

"Sure, that mother turned around and told your Uncle Shitou that your Uncle Shitou often goes to help others build houses on weekdays. He is good at this matter and can help us find other people to help build together. We pay the wages and it's done." !"

　Thank you for your encouragement, okay, today is too tired, three more.

　　Special thanks to whoever's fleeting time has crossed whose fingertips sister paper, woo woo woo, you have been with me since the book was opened, so touched.Companionship is the longest confession of love, hugs.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)