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Chapter 65 Too Poor to Buy Meat

When Hulu heard that he was going to deliver food to Min Chengli, he said in a sour tone: "That guy is interested in you!"

Meng Fuling glanced at Lan Xiang who was walking away, then stretched out her hand and pinched Gourd's arm, and said with a smile, "So what if it's interesting? Don't say that in front of Lan Xiang from now on."

"Why?" Hulu was puzzled that Min Chengli liked Meng Fuling, what did it have to do with Lanxiang?
Meng Fuling smiled and said nothing. Lan Xiang used to work as a maid in a wealthy family, but she was betrayed because she refused to submit to her master.

Although she came here not long ago, she is very obedient and diligent. Meng Fuling likes her very much, and for some reason, she will fall in love with Min Chengli who often finds excuses to visit her.

How could Meng Fuling not know that Min Chengli had always been interested in her, but she really wanted to match him and Lan Xiang.

"Hmph! An unmarried man who runs to a married woman's house all day long." Calabash said dissatisfied.

"Hey! I said gourd, you are quite into the show, and you are quite suitable for the role of my husband?" Meng Fuling couldn't help joking.

"Auntie urged us to get married!" Hulu Mian looked uncomfortable, dropped these words, and walked out.

hehe!This gourd is really awkward!Looking at his tall and straight back, the unspeakable sweetness melted in Meng Fuling's heart.

Shaking his head and smiling, Meng Fuling decided to go to the kitchen and cook some dishes for him.

Hulu likes to eat pasta and meat, so she just wants to make potstickers and fried chicken wings, and Mrs. Qiao will cook the other dishes.

When Meng Fuling came to the kitchen, Mrs. Qiao was kneading the dough and preparing to steam Erhe noodles steamed buns, while Lan Xiang was making a meal for Min Chengli.

"Miss, let the servants cook whatever you want to eat." Seeing that Meng Fuling was going to cook for herself, they seemed nervous.

Mrs. Mai Qiao originally planned to cook for the workers in the workshop, but later Meng Fuling felt that the farmers were used to being frugal, so they waived meals and paid some money, so the workers would be more happy.

Sure enough, the workers were very happy when the meal stickers were exchanged for money.So she arranged Mrs. Qiao at home to do some chores and take care of the kitchen.

With Mrs. Qiao and the maid here, why is it the pregnant woman Meng Fuling's turn to cook?Therefore, she hasn't cooked for a while, not to mention that her appetite has decreased, she feels uncomfortable.

"It's okay, I'll just cook the dishes that the two gourds like to eat." Meng Fuling smiled.

She asked Mrs. Qiao to knead some more dough along the way, then cut the pork into cubes, chopped the small rapeseed and pork together, and made the stuffing in one direction with the chopsticks.

As soon as Meng Fuling made the stuffing, she rolled out the dough. The skin must be thinner, so that the stuffing is thick enough to taste.

After finishing the skin, I started to wrap it with the prepared stuffing.When wrapping, she holds the skin in one hand and chopsticks in the other to get the stuffing up. With both hands together quickly, a long potsticker is finished. After wrapping, she puts it in the pot.

Mrs. Qiao and the others had never seen such a noodle maker, and they were all curious about it. They wanted to put down their work and help Meng Fuling a few times, but she stopped them.

She oiled it, put the pot stickers out of the pot, then turned it on a low heat, and fried it for a while, and when she felt that it was almost done, she added water and turned it on a high fire.

When the delicious pot stickers were ready, Meng Fuling was about to fry the chicken wings, but found that the few raw chicken wings she had just bought in the morning had disappeared.

"Aunt Qiao, where are the chicken wings?" Meng Fuling asked.

When Mrs. Qiao heard this, her face turned pale, her legs softened, and she wanted to kneel down.

"I just asked where your chicken wings are. What are you kneeling for?" Meng Fuling hurriedly reached out to support Mrs. Qiao.

"Miss, damn it, servants. Since a few days ago, some meat has been thrown in the kitchen." Mrs. Qiao was afraid that Meng Fuling would blame her, so she kept the matter of throwing meat a secret. She was terrified that it would be found out.

"Aunt Qiao, you've been here for a while, do you think I'm mean?" Meng Fuling frowned.

Mrs. Qiao panicked, she hurriedly shook her head and said, "Of course not, Miss treats us very well."

"Since that's the case, why don't you dare to say it? You know, it doesn't matter if the meat is lost. The main reason is that our door is tight, and there are still people who can sneak in. Now to steal the meat, what about next time?" Meng Fuling said solemnly.

"Your servant realizes your mistake." After hearing this, Mrs. Qiao realized the seriousness of the matter, and was filled with regret.

In fact, she was afraid that Meng Fuling would think she stole it, after all, she is in charge of the kitchen now.

Unexpectedly, Meng Fuling didn't suspect that they were the servants who stole it, and she didn't blame her at all, which moved Mrs. Qiao.

"I'll look into this matter later, and you bring me the rest of the pork." Meng Fuling was so sure that it wasn't Mrs. Qiao and the others who stole the meat, but because she had observed and believed in their character.

Besides, they stay at home all day without worrying about food or starvation, so how could they be so greedy to steal meat?Even after stealing for several days in a row, aren't you afraid of being discovered by her?
After thinking about it, it should be the idea that someone sneaked into her house, and the Fortune Restaurant was selling vermicelli. Now that the house is being randomly entered again, the more I think about it, the worse it gets.

Sighing secretly, Meng Fuling stewed pork with Chinese cabbage and vermicelli.

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Before dinner, Meng Fuling asked Min Xiangtao to accompany Mrs. Qiao to distribute the steamed buns to the homes of the villagers who participated in the siege of Bi's shopkeeper.

When they received the steamed buns, they all felt that they had taken advantage of it. Quan Huan went crazy, gnawed on the steamed buns, and went straight to Meng Fuling's generosity.

The villagers who didn't get the steamed buns regretted hearing the news and didn't run to kick shopkeeper Bi a few times.

Meng Fuling didn't care what they thought, she let the gourd hide in the kitchen after dinner, and she wanted to see who was always sneaking into the kitchen to steal meat.

She and Lan Xiang stayed in the wing room not far from the kitchen, so that they could see the gourd and catch the thief at the first time.

When there was no movement until Xu Shi, Meng Fuling couldn't help but think that they had alerted the meat thief and they probably wouldn't show up again.

Meng Fuling was about to tell Hulu to go back to her room to rest, when there was a rustling sound not far away, she saw a small black shadow appearing on the wall through the half-opened window.

The black shadow swayed on the top of the wall, obviously a child, he slid down the wall slowly, the wall was obviously smooth, but his hands and feet were very flexible, and he didn't fall down.

Meng Fuling was stunned, she never thought that the meat thief would be a child, judging by his figure, he should not be more than six years old.

Lan Xiang and the others were also shocked, "Miss, look! How can you be a child?"

"Hush! Don't talk, just watch how he steals." Meng Fuling shook her head and said, staring closely at the little man cautiously approaching the kitchen, thinking it was very interesting.

Seeing him get into the kitchen, he came to the place where the meat was placed, and saw that it was empty, the little man was very disappointed, and muttered in a sweet and sweet childish voice: "Could it be that this family was stolen by me and even bought meat?" Sorry?"

(End of this chapter)