abandoned woman farming

Chapter 79 Mu Jingchen, You Have a Thick Skin

"You gave me the money, but I don't want it!" Chen An'an snorted, pouted and muttered.

"Hey, I'm going to make the dough, you chop the meat for me. You are strong, so chop it finer." Chen Anan handed the meat hanging on the rope to Mu Jingchen.

Mu Jingchen hummed, and when he stretched out his hand to take it over, he slanted the corner of his mouth and smiled in a deep voice: "Chen An'an, everywhere in this house is showing a reality."

"What reality?" Chen An'an put the shallots aside, and then took a basin to scoop up the noodles.

"This family lacks a man." Mu Jingchen lowered her eyes, with a tight smile on her lips.His tall and slender body stood there like that, and his subwoofer-like voice lingered in the room for a long time.

Chen Anan tilted her head, cut it, and hummed: "Mu Jingchen, it's rare to be as thick-skinned as you are."

"Thank you for the compliment." Mu Jingchen turned around gracefully, and slowly cleaned up the pork. Unlike Chen An'an's rudeness of making noodles, this man looks so good-looking even if he chops a piece of pork.

The two stood at each other's side. When Mu Jingchen was chopping the meat, he looked back at the petite figure. He grew up in the palace, and he had seen countless beauties' backs, but he had never seen such a real one. In the cage, no concubine is willing to cook, not for the emperor, but for herself.Even between mother and son, his mother and concubine never cooked a meal for herself, and the women there were all dependent on men.And she?Ah.Although it was a bit bitter, she did not deny that she lived a very comfortable life.She was kneading the dough there, humming some tune, looking quite cheerful.

He laughed for a moment, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"Uncle, you are peeking at my aunt." Jing Zhi leaned on the door with a small head, seeing the smile on Mu Jingchen's lips.

"Did I take a peek?" Mu Jingchen rolled his eyes over, "I'm looking at it openly."

"Uncle, what do you think Auntie is doing? Just look at yourself. People on the street say that you look better than beautiful women!" Jing Zhi babbled on the door, and Chen Anan obviously listened When it was time for Mu Jingchen to chop meat, the sound of chopping meat intensified.

"Jingzhi, I can't stop the sheep bleating anymore." Jingzhi wanted to say more, but Ning Bao's howling came from the yard, and he had no choice but to rush out.

"Tong Yan Wuji, you don't have to take it to heart." Chen Anan held back a smile, and couldn't help laughing.

"Bang bang bang." Mu Jingchen didn't speak, only the sound of chopping vegetables became heavier and heavier.

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"An'an, don't tell me, this rubbing with sour pomegranate leaves and cornstarch is really effective, and even the smell is gone." Cuihua slowly cut open the cleaned pig's large intestine and pig's belly.

Chen An'an happily hummed a little tune, and said with a smile: "Sister Cuihua, this food is delicious after packing. Guaranteed, they want to eat it a second time after eating it once."

"Well, after all, your man doesn't need to go out to be a babysitter now." Seeing Chen An'an's excited look, Cuihua couldn't help laughing.

"My family can't afford to support such a noble man." Chen An'an pursed her lips.

"I can't afford it, I think Mr. Mu is living very comfortably in your house." Cuihua couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, I'll hang up the sign." Chen Anan walked out carrying the sign.

Seeing her fleeing back, Cuihua smiled and shook her head while cutting.

This small restaurant has only been open for two days, and because of the special taste and strong soup, there are many repeat customers. As soon as Chen An'an hung up the sign, someone put down their chopsticks and asked Chen An'an: "Miss Boss, You are serving a new dish again!"

Chen Anan nodded with a smile: "Yes, yes, you can try it if you have time."

"I ate this spicy stir-fried large intestine last year when I was in the provincial capital. This kind of people really can't make that taste." A young man sat there with his body tilted, and he felt a little apprehensive about Chen An'an's dish. A little skeptical: "The rich and noble people don't eat this pig, and only the poor will clean it up, but most of them can't clean it up well."

"Miss Boss, bring out a plate and try it first." Someone booed.

"It seems that everyone has concerns about this dish in my family. However, you also know that this large intestine is limited. If you want to eat it, you can only order it yourself." Chen Anan smiled charmingly, and the diners also laughed. When he got up, although he said that the proprietress was stingy, she was unambiguous when ordering dishes.

As long as the first copy is sold, the next ones will be easy to sell, because there are no fresh green peppers now, so I can only use the small red dried peppers saved last year to replace them, and as a side dish, choose still green and tender peppers. garlic sprouts instead.

When Eleven came in with a basket of shallots and garlic sprouts, the large intestines were already selling like crazy.

"Eleventh, hurry up." Chen Anan was waiting, but Eleventh couldn't move at all, and was stopped by a person.

A middle-aged woman held back Eleven, her eyes glued to the crisp shallots in the basket.

"Miss Boss, can you sell me a bundle of these green onions?" The green shallots still have water droplets on them, and when you look closely, there are no decayed leaves. The fresh taste makes people very happy.

"Huh?" Chen An'an never expected such a result, she nodded, took out a small bundle and handed it to her, and the man returned her two pennies.

"Did you grow the shallots yourself?" The woman put the shallots on the table: "It looks very pleasing."

Chen Anan nodded: "I planted it myself."

"Miss Boss, such delicious dishes from your family should be sold." The woman boasted a few more words.

"We also grow a lot of vegetables at home. There are a lot of leeks and celery. I'm afraid you have never eaten such delicious food." When someone praised the vegetables at home, Eleven, who was carrying a basket, began to spit all over the place. .

"Young man, it's useless to just talk about it. You have to bring it here and show us, don't you?" The woman looked at Eleven boasting with a smile on her face.

"Ma'am, don't believe me, the vegetables grown by our wife are delicious." Eleven blushed and said to the woman.

"Okay, okay, put the things in the backyard!" Chen Anan said dumbfounded.

"Ma'am, don't you believe me!" After walking a few steps away, Eleven still turned his head and muttered.

"Miss Boss, why didn't that handsome young man come?" A girl was sitting at the window, looking around, and when she said this, many elderly people also responded: "Yes Ah, I didn’t see those dolls today either.”

Just as Chen An'an was about to explain, she only heard a slight gasp, she turned her head, and that slender and handsome figure appeared at the door of the restaurant with a bag of things in her hand.

Chen An'an pinched the center of her brows, and she knew, what's the matter with being so good-looking?
"I brought you something, let's go in and have a look." Mu Jingchen walked up to Chen An'an like no one else, raised her hand and pinched her face, then the slender hand slid down and grabbed hers, A strong force pulled her to the back kitchen.

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