The ugly wife of peasant family

Xia Xi told Wei Qian's daughter-in-law when she left.

Now she said it, and the people who came to see it suddenly burst into flames. The women who had just touched it immediately started to help, asking as they walked,

"Wei Qian's daughter-in-law, does lady Xia really say so?"

"Did she say how many people to recruit?"

"How much for a day?"

All the men in the village have gone to work in the county. Almost all of them are women. They work at home all year round, serving the elderly and taking care of the children. They never go out to earn money. When they hear that they can come to work, they are all excited.

Wei Qian's daughter-in-law replied with a smile, "I don't know how many people to recruit, but lady Xia said she would pay 20 Wen a day."

"My God! Twenty Wen

Someone exclaimed, "if a big man goes out to work for only 20 Wen a day, can they earn 20 Wen?"?

"Twenty Wen, that's right."

People listen in the ear, you look at me, I look at you, after taking the vermicelli to the village head's house, no one left, everyone stayed to make up.

"Auntie, can you look at me?"

"Wei Qian's daughter-in-law, you can tell Xia Niang that I'm strong and strong, and I'm not vague about my work."

……

All the people were full of gossip, and they all rushed to speak.

Hearing this, the village head's daughter-in-law raised her hand and motioned to everyone to be quiet, "Lady Xia will come back tomorrow. If you want to go to work, go and tell her that our mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are only responsible for showing the vermicelli."

……

Xia Xi went back to the villa directly, and the vermicelli came out. She was very happy, and her face was exposed. She walked briskly.

The housekeeper saw it and said with a smile, "Lady Xia, what's the matter with you?"

"Won your young master ten thousand taels of silver?"

Xia Xi asked with a smile.

Housekeeper

After feeling a cool spine, quickly looked back at a few eyes.

Did not see the wind Che figure, relieved, to Xia Xi make Yi, "Xia Niang Zi, you can't say that."

If such a disgraceful thing is spread, the young master will not punish them to kneel for three days and three nights.

"I'm kidding you."

Xia Xi's smiling eyebrows and eyes are bent up, "I've made a new kind of food. It won't be long before I can get rich."

When it comes to earning silver, Xia Xi's face is shining.

"Well, congratulations."

The housekeeper congratulated him with a smile, and then asked, "would you like to make this new food for the little Lord tonight?"

Xia Xi waved, "I can't do it today. I haven't dried it yet. I have to wait a few days."

Housekeeper

Puzzled, what kind of food must be dried to do.

Fengche also got the news quickly, but there was no response. Xia Xi told him a few days ago that the vermicelli was made of sweet potato, and he was not interested in these things used to feed pigs.

Xia Xi went back to Lanting courtyard, had a rest for a while, then went to the kitchen, holding a few sweet potatoes she brought back.

Everyone in the kitchen was waiting for her to come, thinking about what good dishes she would make today, but it turned out to be a few sweet potatoes, which disappointed everyone.

Xia Xi looks at them with a smile. She cleans the sweet potatoes, cuts them into small pieces and puts them aside.

First, he cooked two dishes that Fengche liked to eat, and let them be served, "tell your young master that I'll cook food for the child. It will take a little more time. I won't accompany him to dinner."

The servant girl brought the food up.

Xia Xi stayed in the kitchen and asked someone to help with the fire, heat the pan, pour the oil. When the temperature was almost the same, she put in the sugar and stir fry it slowly until the sugar became sticky. Then she poured the sweet potato into it and continued to stir. Soon, the sweet potato was wrapped with a layer of sugar. Xia Xi this just let a person cease fire, Sheng come out.

One large, one small. The big dish is in your hand, and the small dish is on the stove. "This is a sweet potato. It's easy to eat when it's hot. If it's cold, it's sticky. "

Everyone in the kitchen looked at each other. After she left, she gathered around the kitchen table. The steward picked up chopsticks and picked up a piece of sweet potato. The long sugar silk pulled up was crystal clear and very attractive.

"My God!"

The crowd exclaimed, and all of them widened their eyes. They had never seen sweet potatoes made like this.

Xia Xi directly carried the plate back to the Lanting courtyard.

Cuizhu has already brought food to Qi'er and Huzi.

The two children are used to not having dinner with them when Xia Xi comes to the villa. They are eating now.

"Qi'er, Hu Zi, what can I do for you?"

Xia Xi enters the door with a smile and puts the plate on the table in front of them.

Tiger son eyes a bright, stretch out chopsticks to clip, Qi son but raise small face to ask, "Niang, what is this?"

"Shredded sweet potato is a dish that my mother has just figured out. Would you like to taste it?"

Tiger son has already picked up a piece, looking at the elongated sugar silk, his eyes are staring round, "Qi Er, you see, you see..."

Qi'er had already seen it, and she was so surprised that she put out her chopsticks to hold a piece of it.

Xia Xi turned to pour the water and put it on the table. "Dip the sweet potato in the water, and you can clip it up."

Where two people are willing to dip, laughing with the forceful clip.

Xia Xi smiles and shakes her head. She picks up the bowl and is about to serve her own meal. Cuizhu's voice outside is slightly alarmed, "young master."

Xia Xi's action meal, stood up to open the door, "how did you come?"

Wind Che has come to the door, smell speech and ignore her, lift foot to come in.

Huzi and Qi'er turn their heads to see that their chopsticks are still holding sweet potatoes, and their long sugar filaments emit transparent light.

In the past, Feng Che's face was expressionless. He sat down on the stool Xia Xi had just made, staring at the sweet potatoes.

Xia Xi

Just about to pass, tiger son suddenly points to wind Che to shout, "I know you!"

Then he was surprised and asked, "Why are you here?"

See wind Che ignore him, looked at the hand of the sweet potato, as if to understand, "you are to grab us delicious."

Xia Xi

Hurriedly in the past, picked up chopsticks to help tiger break the sugar, "tiger, eat quickly, while cold is not delicious."

Tiger quickly lowered his head to eat.

Qi'er silently takes her piece back, lowers her head and eats her own, but her small body is tight, and her drooping eyebrows and eyes also steal a glance at Feng Che from time to time, thinking that if he gives a hand to Xia Xi, he can help her.

"What are you doing here?"

Xia Xi asked again.

The breeze Che lifts an eye, light sees her, "have a meal."

Xia Xi

The one who accepted his fate served him a good meal and put on a smile of sincerity, "what kind of food would you like to eat?"

"Sugar silk."

Xia Xi

I really want to swear, sugar is sticky on sweet potato, how to get it down for him to eat.

When he heard this, tiger suddenly raised his head, still chewing, vaguely said, "can't just eat sugar silk, sister-in-law said, picky food is not a good child."

Xia Xi

Head down, lips close, lest he accidentally laugh.

Feng Che's face turned black, and he looked at Hu Zi fiercely, but Hu Zi didn't seem to notice. He ate the sweet potatoes in his mouth and showed him with his mouth open. "You see, I'm not picky, I've eaten them all."

Xia Xi, shoulders shrug.

The wind Che corner of the eye remaining light sees, the voice is even cooler than the weather outside, the Yin compassion compassion, "very funny?"

Xia Xi immediately returned to the original, a serious answer, "No."

Feng Che looks at her and picks up chopsticks to clip them.

Only for a while, sugar stick together, wind Che clip a few times, it is a clip up, slowly put into the mouth.

"That..."

Xia Xi, who wanted to remind him of water, saw that she had put it into her mouth and swallowed the words behind.

Entrance, a sweet straight to the heart, always hate sweets wind Che slightly frown.

Xia Xi saw it in his eyes, and quickly put a chopstick of other dishes in his hand. "This sweet potato is a child's appetizer. It's not suitable for you to eat. You..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt the sight of Fengche with ice. He was excited. Then he realized that he had said something wrong. He quickly changed his mouth with a desire for survival. "Today is the first time to do it. I don't have a good handle. I put more sugar in it. Next time, I put less, I'll eat better."

Fengche looked at her, mouth wriggling, slowly eat the sweet potato, and then extend chopsticks to clip.

Xia Xi

immature!

He despised it in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He had to pretend to be happy. "Master Feng, if you like it, you can eat more. It's not enough today. I'll make it for you tomorrow. It's OK in the future, and it's OK in the future."

Feng Che

The facial expression thoroughly blackened to go down, deeply looked at her one eye, the thing that inside contains lets Xia Xi in the heart fierce of one shiver, tease breeze Che in the heart immediately didn't have.

Bent down and holding chopsticks, he was more like a slave than a housekeeper. He was flattering all over. "Master Feng, you like that dish. I'll clip it for you."

Kiel

The head droops lower, in front of this person certainly is not his mother, is not, certainly is someone else pretends.

Feng Che had enough to eat and drink, and left with satisfaction. Xia Xi nodded and bowed to send the man to the door. In Feng Che's deep vision, he said, "master Feng, please go back first, and let me go after I have finished my meal."

Wind Che left, Xia Xi exhausted back to the table, sitting on the stool.

Looking at a table without hot food, half a silk appetite is gone.

The wind Che this should thunder split, a greeting don't say to come over, lest he in Qi son and tiger son in front of do what thing, oneself have been carefully accompany careful, too tired.

"Mother."

Kiel called her worried.

Xia Xi suddenly has the spirit, sits straight body, "Qi son, Niang says to you, Niang is not afraid of him, Niang just don't want to offend him, lest he......"

"I know."

Qi Er nodded wisely.

Xia Xi

After the words can not go on, reached out, stroked Qi Er's head, "full? I haven't had enough to eat with my mother. "

……

The next day, Xia Xi went back to Weijia village in the early morning.

Yesterday, Xia Xi left a letter to the village head's daughter-in-law, asking the village head not to follow him to the county today, but to find him if he has something to do.

The village head got up early in the morning and went to Xia Xi's house to walk around. I don't know how many times he walked around before he saw the carriage coming. He happily waited in the same place. When Xia Xi got off the carriage, he called her with a smile, "Lady Xia, here she is."

"Uncle."

Xia Xi shouts and turns around to give Qi'er and Hu Zi the keys. Then she remembers that she gave them to the village head's daughter-in-law yesterday. She asks Qi'er and Hu Zi to run and get them. She stands at the door and talks to the village head.

"Uncle, have you seen the vermicelli I made?"

"See, see."

The village head couldn't close his mouth with a smile. As soon as he came in last night, his daughter-in-law couldn't wait to tell him. He used to see, surprised not, did not expect sweet potato can be made into such food. Then, excited again, is Xia Xi going to recruit again? Thinking that the villagers had earned their wages again, they didn't fall asleep all night.

"To stay at home today is to discuss this with you. Making vermicelli needs a special workshop and a large space to dry. Which place in our village is suitable for you?"

The village head's eyes brightened, "do you want to build a house again?"

Xia Xi shook her head. "Not for the time being. You know it's not a good season to build a house at this time. There's no way for my fast food restaurant. As for the workshop, we can wait until the spring flowers bloom tomorrow."

"That's fine."

Anyway, they are all in their own village, and the village head is not in a hurry. "Then let me see which one has a suitable place."

I thought about it, but I didn't think of a good place.

The village is poor. There is only one house in one family. There are many people in one family. There is no spare place for workshops.

There's a lot of space to dry. It's next to Xia Xi's house. At the beginning, the Yu family wanted to build a green brick house. They thought the original place was small, so they bought the place next to it and flattened it. They said it was convenient to get in and out.

But

The village head hesitated whether to give Xia Xi.

After all, she has left Yu Yihe, and the house has not been taken back. Now it's still Yu's, so I don't know if Niu's will let it go.

Mentioning Niu, the village head doubts that he hasn't seen Niu's family in the village for a long time.

Huzi came back with the key and ran quickly to Xia Xi. Xia Xi turned to open the door, let the village head in, and told him about making vermicelli.

"Making vermicelli is an exclusive secret recipe. It can't be disclosed. People in the village want to work, no problem. However, an agreement must be signed not to let out the secret recipe. "

"This is no problem!"

The village head patted his chest to ensure that the villagers were honest and no one would do such a thing.

"I'd like to recruit 20 people for the time being, just a woman, 20 Wen a day, regardless of meal. I'll give you an hour to go home for lunch at noon."

When the village head heard this, he was even more happy. Working in the village, he could earn so much money. This is simply a beautiful thing falling from the sky.

"There are also sweet potatoes. I need to collect a lot of them. You can tell the villagers who has them. They can send them here for one cent and one kilogram, and settle on the spot. But, good, smooth, as for the second, rotten, small, all do not, no matter who, it is so

The village head should also go down.

"I'm going to recruit."

Xia Xi stopped him, "don't worry, the workshop and drying place have to say."

The head of the village moved his lips.