Scheming Husband Comes to Farm

Rong Xiu looked at the woman with a smile: "girl, would you like to work as a helper in my tavern, and the salary will still be given to you. Your father, I will help you to take care of the burial. What do you think?"

She had just kept these words in her mind, but did not say them. In fact, it was because Rong Xiu had different ideas. In her view, selling one's body to bury her father was more or less suspected of valuing her own body.

So this sentence, in fact, is also a trial. The woman raised a pair of tearful eyes and nodded her head and said, "if you are willing to help me, I will work hard and live up to my sister's kindness."

"In that case, it's much easier to do." Rongxiu took out ten liang of silver and put it into the woman's hand: "tomorrow, you can find a sushi shop and bury your father's good life. By the way, what's your name? "

"My name is yunpei." The woman quickly put the money away, and she carefully protected the straw mat.

Rong Xiu looked at the sky bank as if there were thick clouds. She was afraid that it would rain this night. She pondered for a moment and said, "there is a cottage over there. You can go there tonight to deal with it." Yunpei nodded repeatedly.

Having arranged all this, Rong Xiu and Su Chengxi went back to the store. They had been sleeping in the store for several nights. Today, they could only make do with it temporarily.

This night, as expected, it rained heavily. With the sound of thunder and the sound of rain, Rongxiu was too noisy to sleep and simply opened her eyes.

But see Su Chengxi also opened his eyes, fixed to look at the Rong embroidery way: "can't the lady sleep?"

"It seems that my husband can't sleep." Rong Xiu covered her mouth with a smile: "the thunder outside is too loud. I don't know how Yun Pei is."

"The lady is merciful." Su Chengxi gently pulled the hair on the side of Rong embroidery temples to the back of his ears: "it's just that individuals have their own fate."

"I believe that man can conquer heaven." Rong Xiu lip Cape a hook: "if the husband really believes in destiny, he won't plan so many things."

"She can see through me at any time." Su Cheng Xi Lang Lang laughed and patted on the shoulder of Rong Xiu: "OK, go to sleep quickly. There are many things to do tomorrow."

At three o'clock, Su Chengxi got up. He had to go to the market to buy fresh ingredients, while Rongxiu started cooking. She made noodles last night and waited for the morning to make some small wontons.

She has been observing for a long time. It seems that no one has been eating like this around Qicheng.

The stuffing is carefully selected by Rongxiu. The meat is half fat and half thin. It only needs a little, and then the shrimp is pounded into a fine velvet shape, and put together.

It's a pity that this is not a good time to eat leeks. Spring chives are the best. It's autumn. It's too old to eat.

Rongxiu picked up the dough and twirled it on the chopsticks with stuffing. Her fingers were like picking flowers. She quickly wrapped up the wonton.

After a while, the wooden plate was filled with small and exquisite wonton.

Seeing that Suji opened the door, many farmers who went to the field in the morning saw the curly smoke coming out of Suji and the smell of boiling chicken soup. Several farmers came in.

Naturally, all of these were thought of in advance by Rong Xiu. She raised her eyes and said with a smile: "what would you like to eat?"

"Little lady, what's in that pot?" The first speaker was an old man with a curious look in his eyes.

"This is wonton soup. How many bowls would you like first?" Rong Xiu said with a smile, "I promise you that you will have strength to work all day after eating this."

"True or false?" Several farmers do not seem to believe: "how much money?"

"Ten coppers is enough." Rongxiu doesn't need much money. The river shrimp was brought by himself, and the meat was not expensive. It took the route of small profits and high sales.

Several farmers each drained their money and wanted to taste the so-called wonton.

Rongxiu quickly put the wonton out of the pot. After three rolls, the fresh flavor gushed out. Rongxiu put the wonton into a bowl and added egg skin and other things, and each took it to several farmers.

They all started to drink from the bowl. The hot wonton fell into the stomach, fragrant, fresh and hot. If it was really delicious, people would like to bite off the tip of their tongue.

The Suji restaurant had guests in the morning. The workers, the field workers, and the merchants in the city saw the scene, and they all came in.

Rong embroidery was busy. Unfortunately, the store was small, and many people could only eat it squatting outside. The wonton soup is not good enough. It's too late to sell all the wonton soup.

In the morning, Rong embroidery made a lot of money, and there were many others who didn't rank on the list, so they had to watch it eagerly.

"Come back tomorrow, gentlemen." Rong embroidery doesn't want to meet all your needs in one day. The so-called long-term future is this truth. The people around the door had to leave.

At the moment, Su Chengxi also came back. He had already taken a lot of things in his hands, including all kinds of vegetables stained with dew, the freshest meat, pig heart and lung, etc. he put these ingredients in the back kitchen, immediately wiped the sweat and sat down at the table.As soon as he sat down, Rongxiu took a cup of tea and put it on the table. He chuckled and said, "my husband is hard. Let's drink some tea to moisten your throat."

Seeing a few mint leaves floating inside, Su Chengxi took a sip: "it's a bit sweet taste."

"I made it with mint leaves and a little rock sugar. We'll have dinner in a minute." It turns out that Rong Xiu has already left some wontons for Su Chengxi, but they are filled with enough stuffing. I don't know how many times more than those wontons just now.

After a sweet breakfast, the young couple started a day's business again. At noon, Rongxiu cooked a large urn of stewed pork. The fat aroma gradually dissipated and attracted many diners.

The only drawback is that Suji restaurant does not have good old wine, which attracts many people who like to drink some old wine and feel a little sorry.

Before noon, there were several people sitting in the restaurant. Rongxiu was working in the back kitchen, and Su Chengxi poured tea for each table.

Looking at Su Chengxi's appearance, Rongxiu's heart is sweet, but she has another idea. People like Su Chengxi don't need to do these things.

He should have been studying hard to prepare for the next scientific examination, but now he is stuck here. She has never asked him how he plans to do in the future, which is somewhat unfair.

Rong Xiu was thinking about it, but she saw Yun Pei come in. She was wearing a clean plain cotton dress and her hands were very clean. Obviously, she wanted to help.