Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife

  Chapter 826 Preserved eggs

  Chu Ziluo was very happy with what her mother said, so she took the blueprints to choose.

   For the specific structure of the house, she basically selected some existing drawings.

   It is outside the house, there are some raised corridors, and the shoes will not be wet even if it rains.

   "Ma'am, this egg is ready, take a look."

  Mr. Hu came in and took some preserved eggs.

  Ye Muyu looked at it, "Why don't you wash it off, open it and have a look, and cook black egg and lean meat porridge tomorrow morning?"

   "Black egg?" Hu was a little surprised, looking at the egg in his hand, he was a little suspicious: "Madam, then I will take it and wash it off."

  Ye Muyu continued to choose some interior decorations.

  Speaking of decorations, she suddenly remembered that the gifts from the gentry were still in A Xing's house a few days ago.

  She called Han Zhuang over.

  Han Zhuang stood respectfully outside the house: "Madam, what's the matter?"

   "Is there any spare warehouse in the house below Chaishan? I want to put the furniture, gifts, etc. of Axing's family there first."

   "There is still a small room. If Madam orders, another room can be vacated."

   "It's just that I bought a lot of chickens and ducks before, so now I have accumulated two large baskets of chicken and duck eggs. Mrs. Jiang said that the eggs are left for too long, which will affect the taste. Do you have any orders from my wife to deal with it?"

   "Go to the county and open a shop to sell these self-produced grains." Ye Muyu thought, there will be more and more chickens and ducks in the future, and there will be more and more eggs and duck eggs.

   Except that preserved eggs and salted duck eggs can be kept longer, chicken and duck eggs that have not been marinated are easy to spoil and difficult to transport.

   "I'll pick another shop for you tomorrow, and you should clean up the warehouse first."

   "Okay, little one understands." Han Zhuang stepped back.

  Ye Muyu felt that the warehouse she had prepared before was too small, probably only enough to be used as a cloakroom.

   In the countryside, we still need to find a place to store food.

  So soon, Ye Muyu enlarged the entire layout again, adding a huge warehouse inside, and determined the location of a cellar.

   After a while, Hu came back after washing two preserved eggs.

   She peeled off the shell, looking at the black egg, her face fell into deep thought.

   "Ma'am, is this egg... broken?" Mrs. Hu walked into the room and put two preserved eggs on the table.

  Ye Muyu rarely saw this frown on her face, and couldn't help chuckling: "Ms. Hu, it's not bad, you smell it, and it doesn't stink, that's why it's called Heidan."

   "I don't know how it tastes." Ye Muyu called for Mrs. Hu to bring a knife, and cut the preserved eggs into pieces.

   Put some dipping sauce on it.

   "Try it?" Ye Muyu recommended it to several people.

Ziluo looked at the dark duck eggs in front of her, and couldn't help but look at her mother again. Seeing that her mother was still the gentle and gentle mother, she felt relieved, gritted her teeth suddenly, reached out to pick up the chopsticks, and went to Caught a piece.

  Close your eyes and put a piece of preserved egg into your mouth. She covered her mouth, afraid that she would spit it out, so she kept refusing it.

  Ye Muyu looked at her raised eyebrows, and couldn't help frowning.

  She also had some doubts suddenly, could it be that it is really bad?

  She took the chopsticks, picked up a piece, and was about to eat it.

  Ziluo suddenly murmured: "Mom, don't eat!"

   "Huh?" Before Ye Muyu could react, Xiang Linger's arm next to her was grabbed by Ziluo and shook.

  Xiang Linger reacted quickly, when Ye Muyu was in a daze, she got up and ate the preserved egg she picked up.

  The next moment, Ye Muyu looked down at the empty chopsticks in front of him, and at the two of them covering their mouths, with pained expressions on their faces and not daring to vomit.

  (end of this chapter)