Small peasant girl is born with divine power

Chapter 146 Lamb Soup

Liu Yezi sighed: "It can't be helped. Who would have thought that a goat could step on the ground and fall to his death? This is probably destined, and we can save money to buy mutton."

Liu Er Er: "Oh...Yezi, didn't you say to buy a cow, when will you buy it?"

"After the house is repaired, but this big man has already decided, you are a grandfather, can you still compete with your grandson?"

Liu Laoer heard it: "Hey, his grandson dares to fight with my grandpa. He doesn't read good books, but thinks about herding cattle all day long. Whatever cattle you let him study, I will let him go."

Liu Yezi: "Tsk tsk tsk..."

Regarding the matter of herding cattle, it seems that a qualifying competition will have to be held at that time.

"Let's talk about it later, it's still early, Grandpa, what are you doing just sitting at the door blowing the cold wind, let's go in?"

"I don't, I think about my sheep and I'm sad."

"Okay, I'm coming in."

Liu Yezi went in and saw a big family sitting there playing mahjong.

Well, Liu's second son didn't fight, so there was another one, Liu Dalang who was already self-taught at the age of nine.

The so-called mahjong has a novice halo, that is, people who have just learned to play mahjong. Although their skills are not very good, their luck is excellent.

Because today is a holiday, Zhang Xiaoya used her stomachache as an excuse, insisting on playing mahjong to cure her stomachache, Liu Yezi thought about it, and finally agreed to them.

Liu Erlang was reading by the window silently, and Liu Yezi was sitting next to Zhang Xiaoya. She had an intuition that playing mahjong must be very interesting for a woman like Zhang Xiaoya.

An hour passed.

Zhang Xiaoya's face became very stinky, Ye Zi gave each of them a hundred coins today, and they can finally send money.

Who knows, Liu Dalang is a dead boy, he is very lucky, he got into the bar twice, he touched himself for no reason, and returned his mother all the same.

She has already lost more than a dozen pennies left. Originally, Zhang Xiaoya wanted to rob Liu Dahu, but who knew that Liu Dahu still owed it.

Fang's is better, just finished typing the last article.

Looking at Liu Dalang's smiling face, Zhang Xiaoya wanted to slap him very much.

"Hey hey, I don't need any lucky money this year. How can I be so lucky? I'm so happy."

"Tsk..."

Liu Yezi sighed for a moment, and didn't want to remind Liu Dalang what it meant to not die.

"do not fight!"

Zhang Xiaoya threw the mahjong in her hand on the table and glared at Liu Dalang.

Liu Yezi glanced at Zhang Xiaoya, this woman is good at temper now, but it's better not to beat her, so that the child in her stomach will not be infected by the sound of mahjong every day.

Liu Dalang smiled and got all the money in front of him.

"A lot of money."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw three green eyes.

Liu Dalang swallowed his saliva, feeling panicked in his heart: "Father, mother, grandma...you..."

Liu Yezi: "Don't, don't afford to lose, if you lose, don't grab it."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoya sat back on the mahjong table again: "Continue, continue playing."

The other two nodded firmly: "Okay!"

Afterwards, Liu Dalang realized that he didn't dare to touch the cards anymore, he didn't dare to play the cards anymore, he just felt like he was stared at and broke out in a cold sweat.

In this way, Liu Dalang finally lost all his money.

Zhang Xiaoya smiled happily: "I won't fight anymore."

Liu Dalang: "I still want to fight!"

Liu Dahu slapped him across the face: "Stinky boy, you want to play mahjong all day long, just play mahjong, what a fart you are."

Liu Yezi silently shook her head beside her: "It's so miserable..."

It seems that the opportunity to herd cattle in the future should be left to Da Lang.

Look at this kid, he's so stupid that he gets punished all day long, so he stays with the cow and won't be suppressed by his IQ.

Liu Xiaohua and Zhang Wushi have been busy in the kitchen for a long time.

Zhang Yangshan was still handling the sheepskin, Liu Yezi squatted over curiously to watch.

Zhang Yangshe then began to talk about the past when he used to herd dozens of sheep.

At the end, I added a sentence.

"It's the first time I've seen a sheep that I fell to my death. Actually, that place is not suitable for herding sheep, but your grandfather doesn't believe me."

"So he's sad right there now, and we can have good lamb too."

Zhang Wushi took a long time to tidy up the internal organs of the sheep. She has been doing these things for most of her life, and she is very good at them.

But Liu Xiaohua fought over there, and then faced the mutton, feeling a little helpless, so she went to call Liu Yezi.

"Yezi, how do you get this mutton?"

Liu Yezi said to Zhang Wu: "I can only cook steamed mutton, and mutton soup is probably best for a veteran like you!"

Mrs. Zhang Wu cleaned up all the viscera of the sheep, and said with a smile: "That's still true, the craftsmanship of mutton soup, no one in these ten miles and eight villages can compare to me."

"Yeah, I haven't had my mother's mutton soup for a long time."

Zhang Shubao stood at the door with a gentle smile on his face.

Zhang Wushi: "Wait, I'll show you off today!"

Liu Yezi: "Then I'll steam the mutton, do you eat spicy food?"

"Eat." Zhang Shubao replied instead of Zhang Wushi.

Zhang Wushi looked at Zhang Shubao: "Bao'er, you haven't eaten spicy food for so many years."

Zhang Shubao: "It's been so many years that I thought about it, mother."

Liu Yezi: "Okay, I'll make two servings, one is slightly spicy and the other is very spicy."

Mrs. Zhang Wu is not exaggerating, her skill in cooking mutton soup is really amazing.

Around is Liu Yezi, the modern mouth that eats all over the country. When he drank this soup, he couldn't help but marvel.

"Wow, if you open a mutton soup shop, you must make a lot of money."

Mrs. Zhang Wu smiled: "Where is the skill like this? It takes a lot of effort and fire to make this taste good. How can ordinary people be willing to eat it?"

Liu Yezi: "There must be some in the county."

Zhang Wushi: "There are not many sheep now. If I want to feed the sheep by myself, it will take two or three years."

"That's true." Liu Yezi nodded.

Liu Erlang ate the steamed mutton in a muffled voice, his little mouth was red when he ate it.

He: "I think steamed mutton is the best."

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Xiaoya: "You are your sister's sycophant."

Liu Dalang nodded like pounding garlic.

In fact, the one who ate the most was not Liu Erlang, nor Liu Dalang, but Liu Erlang, who said with tears that he loved his sheep and couldn't bear it.

He ate four bowls with tears in his eyes.

Liu Yezi asked: "Do you still raise sheep?"

Liu Laoer: "Forget it, let's herd the cows."

This remark stunned Liu Dalang, and then the two grandparents quarreled for a long time because of this incident, and after Liu Dalang was called an unworthy descendant, he began to heat up.

Liu Dalang began to argue with his grandfather in front of Liu Yezi in order to prove who is more suitable for herding cattle.

It ends with Liu Yezi's cold face, carrying a machete and directly chopping down a tree.

(End of this chapter)