The first peasant concubine of the prosperous age

Chapter 14 Selling Pies

"Sister Zheng, you have been helping and taking care of me when I was in trouble. We are like relatives. When we are in trouble, how can I think of a way? You take this money, and I still have ten taels of silver in it. I plan to do it." A small business, if the money is not enough for Big Brother Zhao to look after his legs, you can rest assured to come to me, I still make money, and I will definitely make Big Brother Zhao better." In her previous life, she was the Queen of the Night, with countless wealth, and she had no conception. I have realized what it means to be able to cook without rice.

"Sister Yang, your sister-in-law Zheng is not very capable, but she will be useful in the future. Feel free to ask me, Mrs. Zheng, for any physical or dirty work." Mrs. Zheng looked at Yang Yaoyao firmly at this time, and vowed in her heart that she must do well in the future. For Yang Yaoyao, people can only see that kind of warmth when they are in trouble.

"Sister Zheng, you are too out of touch. I will get up early tomorrow morning to make some pies. We will build a bullock cart and go to town together. You will also see a doctor for Brother Zhao." She thought it over and bought a lot of vegetables and a large bag of flour flowers Vegetables are very expensive in this winter, but she believes that by selling pies, she should be able to earn back her capital.

"Sister Yang, I'll get up early tomorrow morning too. I'll help you. Anyway, I have nothing to do. I just happen to finish it early and go to town early." Zheng grabbed Yang Yaoyao's hand, afraid that she would disagree.

Yang Yaoyao thought about it and agreed.

That night, Yang Yaoyao started to make the noodles, thinking that the noodles would open the next morning and they could make pies.

When Yang Yaoyao struggled to knead the big ball of dough, Zhang Xi appeared beside her at some point. Hearing that slight cough, Yang Yaoyao raised his head and met his breathtaking eyes. With a trembling, under the yellow light, his shadow was like a dream, shining with silver light.

Yang Yaoyao restrained his mind and said: "Zhang Xi, you are not in good health, you should rest more." If this hour is calculated according to modern time, it will be almost three o'clock. She thinks that he is not in good health, so he should take more rest rest.

"Let me come." Zhang Xi's soft voice passed through Yang Yaoyao's heart like a feather, and the voice seemed to be sighing.

When Yang Yaoyao was in a trance, Zhang Xi had already started kneading the dough. Yang Yaoyao stood beside him, looking at this silvery man kneading his dough gracefully, his every move was picturesque, so pleasing to the eye.

Feeling what she was thinking, the light in Yang Yaoyao's eyes changed. Although Zhang Xi looked ordinary, she always felt that he exuded a charming temperament that made people involuntarily immerse themselves in it, even if her previous life I have seen countless handsome men and beauties, and I am already immune to it, but when I face Zhang Xi, I am still attracted by his temperament.

It's just that her heart is cold enough to remind herself to stay awake.

As if feeling the coldness in the air, Zhang Xi said softly, "Go to sleep first."

Yang Yaoyao took a deep look at Zhang Xi, and then got on the kang, lying on the kang, but Yang Yaoyao couldn't sleep. In fact, with Zhang Xi's intelligence, she should have seen that she was different from her predecessor, after all, everyone It was said that she beat and scolded Zhang Xi and Zhang Le, but she couldn't do these things like her predecessor, she just wanted to be herself.

But why Zhang Xi never mentioned it, and was always so careful and gentle, this made her a little confused.

Thinking like this, Yang Yaoyao fell asleep in a daze before she knew it. A gust of cold air came over her, and she felt in a daze that someone gently pulled the quilt up for her and let her hands go. into the quilt.

Yang Yaoyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes, looking half asleep and half awake.

"Sleep." A feather-like voice came from his ear, like a lullaby, Yang Yaoyao closed his eyes again, and fell asleep. Today is really too tired, maybe because he knows that the people around him are sleeping, or maybe he is in his heart. Incomparable trust, that's why she can sleep peacefully. If in the previous life, the sound of the wind could wake her up from the dream instantly.

The next day, before dawn, Yang Yaoyao woke up and started washing and chopping vegetables.

Mrs. Zheng also woke up very early, and when she saw the lights on at Yang Yaoyao's house, she knocked on the door.

"Sister Zheng, why are you here so early?" Yang Yaoyao thought she woke up early enough, but she didn't expect Mrs. Zheng to come over as soon as she lit the candles.

"Sister Yang, I can't sleep either, so I'll help you." Zheng wished to use all her strength, thinking about how she could help Yang Yaoyao.

Seeing Yang Yaoyao's perfect knife skills, Mrs. Zheng was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, "Sister Yang, I, Mrs. Zheng, have never seen someone who can cut vegetables so well." Mrs. Zheng suddenly felt that she didn't really know Yang Yaoyao. However, she has become more and more admired in her heart, but also more and more confused, but no matter what, she is still the younger sister of Yang, isn't she?
Thinking of what Yang Yaoyao once said, she said that she knew her husband was good and wanted to live a good life, Zheng nodded in her heart, and sure enough, after experiencing a lot, her heart would naturally calm down.

After Yang Yaoyao adjusted the stuffing, Mrs. Zheng started to roll out the dough, and in a short while more than 30 pies were wrapped.

"Sister Yang, I've never admired anyone before. When I saw you make this pie today, I thought it was amazing. It's so beautiful and quick." Zheng said in admiration.

Yang Yaoyao smiled softly and said, "Sister Zheng, I might be in a hurry, so I packed it up quickly, and I will be in the town at dawn. Everyone hasn't eaten, and there will be more people buying."

After the fire was cooked and steamed, Yang Yaoyao took a few for Mrs. Zheng to take home to brother Zhao and Huzi, and then gave some to Zhang Xi. He saw him sitting on the edge of the kang, silently looking at the book in his hand, The figure was as lonely as a ghost.

"Zhang Xi, this is the pie I made. Eat this first in the morning. If it's sold out early, you should be able to come back at noon." Yang Yaoyao put a few pies in a bowl and brought them to the table, and said slowly, She always felt that she couldn't see his sad look.

Zhang Xi raised his head lightly, looked at Yang Yaoyao's hand, his eyes shone with a deep light, and seemed to contain a trace of coldness, he took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and held Yang Yaoyao's finger with one hand , and wiped those burns for her with the other hand.

Yang Yaoyao's heart trembled, he was always so careful, he could see a little injury on her hand, she really didn't know how to make a fire, so her fingers were burned, smelling the faint fragrance on the white kerchief, she felt like The smell on Zhang Xi's body was similar, light but charming, but it seemed to be covered with medicine, so it turned out that the medicine was applied to her with a handkerchief.

After a while, the burnt part of the hand will not hurt.

Yang Yaoyao sighed in her heart, whoever becomes Zhang Xi's wife in the future will be very happy, Yang Yaoyao has no self-consciousness about being a wife at all, she always feels in her mind that she and Zhang Xi will separate one day and live their own lives .

After he was full, Yang Yaoyao found a big iron box, put some firewood and charcoal under it, so as to keep it warm, and took the pie to the bullock cart. Mrs. Zheng sent Dahu to his grandfather to watch, and Zhao The eldest brother got into the bullock cart and went to town with Yang Yaoyao.

(End of this chapter)