Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

Chapter 126 Hot and Sour Noodles

"Wow, it smells so good, Dad, what delicious food are you making again?"

Before the little bun arrived, the voice rang out first, and the next second, a small figure appeared at the door, stepped through the door and went straight to Mrs. Song. With a helpless and doting smile.

Seeing their arrival, especially when they heard that Chu Ci was very knowledgeable, the Wang family all stood up cautiously, and even the old man offered to give up the main seat, but Chu Ci didn't really sit on it, but just followed them gently. Nodding, he took his son to sit beside Ling Jingxuan.

"You don't need to be polite, just treat my father and son as ordinary people."

"Don't dare.

Mr. Wang wiped off his cold sweat tremblingly. He looked like a well-educated scholar. How dare these farmers treat him as an ordinary person. Everything is low-class and only high-study. In their minds, an educated person The status is very lofty, and can even be said to be sacrosanct.

"You are the husband of the two bastards, you are so handsome."

No one in the Wang family dared to speak, and even gasping for breath felt that it was a blasphemy to him, but there was a foolish person who not only said it, but also looked at him with a blushing face when he was old, almost drooling That's right, Chu Ci frowned unrecognizably, and glanced over faintly: "I'm here, is this madam dissatisfied?"

"No, no, no, how dare I, but Mr. Chu, I heard that you are very knowledgeable. You teach anyway. Why don't you even teach my three dogs? I'm not boasting. Although the three dogs are only eight How old is your brain??"

I have seen thick-skinned people, who has seen such thick-skinned people?Hearing her proud bragging, the Wang family felt ashamed and wished they could slap her. Several members of the Ling family also had black lines on their foreheads. They looked at San Gouzi who was giggling, and then That looks smart?Where did she get her confidence?

"I'm not a teacher, so I might delay Mr. Ling, Madam should send him to a private school."

The cold voice did not have any ups and downs, abruptly interrupting her rhetoric, Wang Hanshi's face froze, and he wanted to play tricks, Wang Jingui, who was full of pain, grabbed her and almost exhausted all his strength to restrain himself Zhu didn't give her two slaps on the spot, and gave him a warning look. After making sure she didn't dare to speak again, Wang Jingui looked at Chu Ci apologetically: "I'm sorry Mr. Chu, my wife is not sensible, and I will teach her well when I go back. I also hope that Mr. Chu will not argue with him."

It is really embarrassing for him to marry such a daughter-in-law.

"It's okay, Second Uncle Wang doesn't need to take it to heart."

Call Second Uncle Wang, and then think about what he called Wang Hanshi just now. The closeness is enough to explain everything. Others may not have noticed, but Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan have noticed it. They exchanged glances and still chose to remain silent.

"Old man, old lady, try it. This is the food that our master Xuan has thought about. It tastes really good."

Song Yang and the others distributed the hot and sour noodles to everyone's hands in a timely manner, which can be regarded as indirectly resolving the embarrassment. Although the Wang family's mood was all ruined, no matter how upset they were, they would not be inconvenient. Attack, you can only turn your attention to eating.

The hot and sour taste floated into their noses before they ate it. The fat and crystal vermicelli was covered with a thin layer of whistle, sprinkled with a few stir-fried soybeans and green chopped green onions, it was delicious in color and fragrance, and everyone I can't wait to pick up the chopsticks and eat it. When the smooth and tender vermicelli enters the mouth, the crispy aroma of chili oil, the slightly sour vinegar, and the aroma of meat whistle flood in the mouth at the same time. There are a few crispy kohlrabi shreds in the bean sprouts, which cleverly make up for the shortcomings of the vermicelli's smoothness and lack of chewiness. It is many times more delicious than noodles.

"It's delicious, Mrs. Song, I want another bowl."

Xiao Baozi decisively forgot about the stomach ache from eating last time, and finished the hot and sour noodles in the bowl in two or three bites, and even drank the soup cleanly. Aunt Song took the bowl and looked at Ling Jingxuan hesitantly. She was willing to give it to him, because she was really afraid that he would have a stomachache if he ate too much like last time.

"Look at how swollen your stomach is? Still want a stomachache?"

Stretching out his hand to touch his chubby belly, Ling Jingxuan patted his head amusedly, the brat would know how to eat it, and if he continued to eat like this, he might not become a meat bun, but a little fat pig.

"Oh, it's itchy. Daddy, don't touch it. The hot and sour noodles are delicious. Let me have another bowl, just one bowl, okay? Daddy?"

Dodging his hand, the little bun was lying on his lap, acting coquettish and cute, seeing Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui being funny and angry, it wasn't that he wouldn't let him eat, as for eating it non-stop?

"Little Wu, we have to study with Uncle Chu in the afternoon, so we can't eat any more. Let's eat again at night, okay?"

Ling Wen put down the bowl and chopsticks, walked over to hold his younger brother's hand, touched his face and gently coaxed him, the little bun pouted to look at him, and then looked at Chu Ci and Chu Yan behind him, as if he had made a lot of determination , nodded very hard: "Okay, Mrs. Song, save some for me to eat at night, don't let daddy and the others finish eating."

"Hey, second young master, don't worry, there are still a lot in the kitchen!"

After hearing the satisfactory answer, Ling Wu finally smiled again, and the whole family couldn't help laughing, this kid? ?Isn't he just a greedy snack food!

"Brat, why don't you go to study soon? By the way, where is Tie Wazi? Why didn't you see him?"

Ling Jingxuan stared at him dumbfounded, and then remembered his godson who was taking a nap at their house and should come with them.

"He hasn't woken up yet. Dashan said that he was too excited last night and went to bed late. Brother Yan told us not to disturb him."

It was Ling Wen who answered him, and Ling Jingxuan nodded: "Well, let him sleep more, remember to bring him some food."

"Don't worry, Daddy, I know." Tie Wazi was no longer an outsider, Ling Wen always regarded him as his own younger brother, and almost took care of him meticulously.

"Let's go."

While talking, Chu Ci and his son also finished eating. The two stood up and bent over with the old man sitting in the main seat, then nodded to Ling Jingxuan, turned around and left with the two buns. Ling Wu turned his head while walking Staring covetously at the bowl in other people's hands, making a sucking sound from his mouth, not to mention how funny his gluttonous appearance is.

"Jingxuan, how do you make this hot and sour powder? Needless to say, the taste is so good that my aunt wants to ask for more bowls like Xiao Wu."

After Chu Ci's father and son left, the atmosphere in the main room became decisively relaxed. Wang Mushi handed the empty bowl to Mrs. Song eagerly. The hot and sour noodles are not only delicious, but also the soup is delicious. It is sour and spicy, especially appetizing.

"Hehe...the production method is actually very simple. I'll let Mrs. Song teach you how to make it later. Uncle, what do you think of this business?"

With a slight smile, Ling Jingxuan looked up at Wang Jinfu. He can guarantee that if they really set up a stall to sell hot and sour noodles, the business will definitely be booming. Not to mention how much money they make, at least it will be better than digging food in the ground. When they save enough money , Rent a shop and open a small hot pot restaurant in winter, are you afraid that the money will not run into their pockets by themselves?

"That's right, it's sure to make money. I just need to ask your servants to teach us how to do it. As for the stewed meat, I don't think it's necessary? The stewed meat can't be sold for the price, and the meat is too expensive."

Wang Jinfu nodded happily. After eating it himself, he finally knew why he was so confident, but he rejected the lo-mei. The main lo-mei is usually braised pork or offal. Oh, the weather is also very easy to break, if they can't be sold and they break, why don't you feel sorry for them?

"Who said that braised meat can only come from stewed meat? We can make some vegetarian ones, such as stewed tofu, lotus root and bean glutinous rice. We also have meat. Think about it, uncle. There are some vegetables on the pier." Vendors and workers who have been doing business all year round, hot and sour noodles are an appetizer. One bowl is definitely not enough. If you eat two bowls, it will be too much, but if it is served with some braised meat, it will be just right. Yes? Our vegetarian dishes are a little more expensive, braised pork is a little cheaper, and the supply is limited. If you are thoughtful, you can also sell some wine and sugar water. After a month, the income is quite considerable."

If he didn't already have a jam business, he really wanted to open a shop in the town by himself. As long as he has a good reputation, there must be countless repeat customers. Maybe he will have the opportunity to compete with Xinyuan Restaurant in the future.

"That's true, but Jingxuan, now that uncle has the audacity to ask you for a brine recipe, the braised meat you make today is much more delicious than our own, since it's going to be sold, You must have your own taste, and I see that your recipe is very good."

His nephew was not ashamed to speak up. Since Wang Jinfu could think of going to the town to open a shop and do business, he must have a flexible mind.

"Hehe... what did uncle say? Since I brought it up, I definitely didn't intend to hide it. I will ask Mrs. Song to pack a stew for you later. You just need to follow the usual steps for stewed meat when you take it back." Just remember to boil the used brine and store it in the cellar. It is best to dig a big hole in the cellar and put the pot of brine in the hole. As for the hot and sour noodles, Auntie, you go with Mrs. Song In the kitchen, he will teach you, it’s very simple, you can learn it in twos or threes, the colander for making vermicelli will be used at home first, and I will ask Brother Zhao to make a bigger one for you some other day.”

"Hey, I'll trouble you then, Jingxuan."

Seeing that he was more thoughtful than them, Wang Mu's smile was all over his face, and he became more and more satisfied with this eldest nephew. Others looked at him more and more scorchingly. Not their family?Dafang makes money because they make money, can you not be happy?

"The family does not speak two different languages. Second uncle, third uncle, younger uncle, and aunt, you are all my mother's brothers and sisters, and my direct relatives. If you need anything, just say it. If I can help, I will definitely help."

Whoever he called out to, Ling Jingxuan's gaze would shift to whoever he was. In fact, he could also give them money, but when the money is always used up, as the saying goes, it's better to give them money than to help them for a while. A way to make money, as for whether they can make money, it depends on whether they are willing to suffer. No matter how easy it is to make money, if you don't work hard, you can't make it.

Several elders nodded at the same time, and the second elder sitting in the main seat looked at the harmonious family and smiled indescribably satisfied. What do you want to live to their age?Isn't it home and everything is going well?

In the evening, dinner was served early at home, and the Wang family returned after eating. Ling Jingxuan asked someone to pack a lot of food for them, and Ling Wang also gave each of the children a big money, and they didn't even leave. There are Wang Yunya who stayed to take care of the elders. Regarding this, the Ling Jingxuan brothers have no objection. It is right for the elders to give the younger generation pocket money, and they are not short of that money, as long as their mothers are happy.

"Grandma, please go to bed earlier, I will take the child back to sleep first."

As the sky darkened, Yan Chengrui and Ling Jingxuan held a child alone, and said hello to Wang Ping'an and his wife respectively before returning to the house. The two elders also left with the support of Wang Jinhua's two sisters. Ling Jinghan, who was chatting with his cousin, had naked admiration and infatuation in his Qiushui Qiumou.

"Second brother, why does Yunya look at you so strangely?"

After all of them entered the room, Ling Jingpeng frowned and asked, he didn't feel much when his mother said that he would keep Yunya, but she looked at the second brother strangely all afternoon, and he always felt a little uncomfortable. Right.

"Well, I also think, Second Cousin, Sister Yun Ya likes you, right?"

Zhang Yang, who was a few years younger than them, nodded and teased, and Zhang Qing slapped him with a slap and slapped him: "Every child knows what it means to like it? Don't say such nonsense, if people hear it, the reputation of second cousin and cousin Yunya will be as good as It's all going to break."

After all, Zhang Qing was very considerate when he was older.

After he said it, Zhang Yang didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, he stuck out his tongue mischievously and looked at Ling Jinghan apologetically: "Sorry second cousin, I was just joking, don't take it seriously."

"No problem, just??"

Some people are afraid that they are really planning on him!

Ling Jinghan didn't say this sentence, but looked at the room with lights in his eyes. Although he had never experienced love affairs, it can be seen that Tian'er sees the love between Brother Rui and Brother Rui, and Brother Rui never hides his love. The love for his eldest brother always looks at him with naked eyes, he is too familiar with that kind of eyes, the second aunt deliberately left Yun Ya, and she is a big girl waiting to be married, her purpose has long been self-evident.