Rebirth Era's Petite Wife

Chapter 9 009 Egg Fried Rice, Put Three Eggs (Only smiling at you and Shibi+)

The grandfather and grandson came to the stairs in the living room sneakily. Shen Jiaxing turned the vermilion cover on the handrail three times to the left, three times to the right, and six times to the left, only to hear the creaking sound coming from the bottom of the stairs. Shen Jiao followed the sound and looked for the stairs, but saw a door opened on the wall of the storage room under the stairs.

"Grandpa, is this a darkroom?"

Shen Jiao is not surprised that the Shen family has a dark room. The Shen family used to have a dark room. Grandpa hid all the treasures of the Shen family in the dark room. It's a pity that the emperor's tolerance is like a dog. The dark room was found.

"Yes, it's the darkroom. There are good things in it, and I'll give them to Jiaojiao in the future." Shen Jiaxing said with a smile.

Shen Jiaxing treated that litter of white-eyed wolves as if he never gave birth to or raised them, and he didn't even leave them a golden leaf.

Shen Jiao didn't care too much about the baby: "These babies can't eat or wear, they are all dead things, so they can't be used for much."

Shen Jiaxing's body trembled, as if enlightened, his past obsessions were suddenly released, yes, even if he hid a mountain of gold and silver, what's the use?
Don't you still have to be hungry now?
Even because of this, he ended up being swept up in the street!
Alas, Shen Jiaxing has lived for 60 years in vain, but he is not as clear as Jiaojiao, a nine-year-old girl, and dozens of generations of his Shen family can't see through it!

Shen Jiaxing, who was completely enlightened by Shen Jiao's words, looked at Shen Jiao with more loving eyes, and dragged Shen Jiao into the dark room together. The dark room was not big, only half the size of a living room, but it was packed full, boxes on boxes. , most of them were stacked three or four, Shen Jiao was terrified when she saw it.

Shen Jiaxing opened a box, Shen Jiao just glanced at it and didn't look at it. In her previous life, she had seen more good things than the princess of the current dynasty. Still can't get into her Dharma eyes.

When Shen Jiaxing saw his granddaughter's indifferent appearance, he couldn't help but secretly sighed that his granddaughter's demeanor was beyond ordinary people's comparability. If it were an ordinary girl, how could she be so calm after seeing so many jewels?

That's right, a girl from the Shen family must have such a bearing!
After counting his wealth, Shen Jiaxing couldn't help feeling complacent again, boasting: "Do you know the reason why Grandpa would rather hand over the big villa to the public than live in the small villa?"

Shen Jiao figured out why with her toes, and replied softly, "Because there are treasures in this house."

Shen Jiaxing hugged Shen Jiao happily and kissed again: "Jiaojiao is really a roundworm in Grandpa's stomach, Grandpa knows everything she wants."

Thinking of the disgusting appearance of roundworms, Shen Jiao wrinkled her face. Grandpa's writing skills are still as bad as ever, and he always uses inappropriate words.

The more Shen Jiaxing thinks about it, the more he is proud of his brilliant feat. The cunning rabbit has three caves. He, Shen Jiaxing, has more than three caves. How can he not be inspired by the blood and tears of his ancestors? Valuable treasures are all in this darkroom!

Hey!

After Shen Jiaxing had checked one box after another and was very satisfied, Shen Jiao used her mind to put these boxes into the jade bowl. There were a lot of things. After she finished putting away the boxes, she felt a throbbing pain on her forehead.

Afraid that Shen Jiaxing would be worried, Shen Jiao held back and didn't say anything. Shen Jiaxing thought she was sleepy, so he let her go to sleep, while he went to cook rice, scrambled eggs and steamed custard.

Shen Jiao really couldn't hold it any longer, she fell into a deep sleep as soon as she lay down, and she fell asleep until dawn. Seeing that her granddaughter was sleeping soundly, Shen Jiaxing cooked some meals by herself, and fell into a deep sleep. fell asleep.

In the morning, Shen Jiaxing fried two bowls of delicious fried rice with eggs, extravagantly placed three eggs, sprinkled with some chopped green onions, and served them on a porcelain white plate, golden eggs, yellowish rice grains, green chopped green onions, tsk tsk, full of color and fragrance where!

Even a chef in a big hotel can't match his skill!
The grandpa and grandson sprinted like hungry tigers down the mountain, finishing the egg fried rice on the plate at a speed of [-] meters, not even letting go of the green onion, the plate was licked clean, so clean that there was no need to wash it.

"It's delicious, uh, so full, uh!" Shen Jiao rubbed her stomach and hiccupped loudly twice, so startled that she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands, and smiled at Shen Jiaxing embarrassingly.

It's so embarrassing, she was so anxious that she even forgot the etiquette of eating slowly and not making a sound, it was too vulgar!
Shen Jiaxing didn't care, his life was almost gone, and he still talked about rules!
After the meal was full, the street still had to be swept, Shen Jiaxing gave Shen Jiao some instructions, and carrying two cornbreads in his arms, he carried a big broom to sweep the street, and Xiong Jiu followed with a gun in his arms. Just like going to the battlefield, he was full of energy, and the passers-by on the road looked sideways.

I have never seen such a happy person sweeping the street in the past. Which one is not sad and weak?I'm afraid this person is too exciting to be stupid, right?

Poor!

Shen Jiaxing didn't care about the strange eyes of the passers-by around him, he didn't panic when he had food in his hands, he was full of confidence now!

Shen Jiao didn't go with them, Shen Jiaxing asked her to produce more food at home to store in case of emergencies, Shen Jiao deeply agreed.

After locking the doors and windows, Shen Jiao began to get busy. After using the jade bowl a few times, she could feel a little regularity. The jade bowl can change in size, as small as the size of a wine cup, and as big as it can become. As big as a rice jar.

That's pretty good, otherwise something as big as an egg wouldn't be able to hold it.

One morning, Shen Jiao gave birth to a bag of rice, half a bag of flour, half a bag of cornmeal, a dozen eggs, and she also found a small piece of bacon and a small piece of sausage in the cupboard. Into the jade bowl.

Like a little hamster, it saves all that can be born in the jade bowl, and only puts a little in the kitchen.

Everything was ready, Shen Jiao looked up at the sky, took the briquette stove and went to the yard to start a fire. In the morning, Shen Jiaxing told her roughly how to start a fire. She had used it in the frontier before. , but the appearance is a little different, the stone carbon here is actually like lotus root.

Wrapped up an old newspaper, lit it and threw it into the stove, and then threw the pieces of wood that I picked up into the stove. After a while, the wood chips burned vigorously. Shen Jiao hurriedly added a briquette to it, and the broken cattail fan kept fanning , the thick smoke from the briquette hole choked her tears and coughed non-stop.

The quality of the carbon here is too bad, not as good as that in the frontier. The fire has not come up yet, and the smoke can make people faint. Shen Jiao complained a few words, wiped her tears with her hand, and continued to fan the wind. I have to cook with this briquette stove!

As soon as Han Qixiu came over, he saw Shen Jiao, whose face was full of black and white, squatting on the ground to wipe away the tears, leaving a black line, and then fanned the wind until finally, the smoke disappeared, the fire went out, and her face became pale. Painted cat.

Shen Jiao was dumbfounded looking at the briquettes that had disappeared, why did they go out?

Obviously she did everything according to what grandpa said!

Tears flowed down inexplicably, and the broken briquettes also bullied her, which is not a good thing!

Han Qixiu lay on the wall and looked at the aggrieved little girl, couldn't help grinning, what a squeamish crybaby!

(End of this chapter)