Farmer’s Blessed Girl

The kettle brought by Wuwu Lang is quite big, and it was originally put at home for boiling water for bathing.

The other soup cooker is smaller.

Friday Lang ignited a fire, knowing that it would take a long time for the bones to taste delicious, but it was still early, and it was still a long time before the meal, so he was not in a hurry.

So as soon as the fire rose, he let Lao Liu watch the fire, and he went to the opposite side to find firewood.

It costs money to cook soup, and if they find more, they can keep a little here for tomorrow, or take it home directly, which is not too much anyway.

Man Bao was also curious about this and that. Because of Keke's urging, he followed Wuwu Lang to the woods, dug up some unfamiliar plants and threw them to Keke, regardless of whether they had been recorded in the system or not. .

The water boiled, rolled the bones, and slowly boiled the oil and water inside.

Wu Wulang cut the pound of fat with a bit of lean meat into thin slices and threw them into the pot until the fragrance wafted out and the faint meat fragrance wafted in the air, and then he threw the cut radishes away. Go in, cover and continue to boil.

The Lao Dings, who had slowly taken Lu Yu out, smelled the smell of meat slowly drifting over, and their stomachs screamed for a while, and they all felt that their hands and feet were a little weak, and their minds didn't belong.

The officer flicked his whip and shouted, "Don't hurry up to work, it's still a long time to leave the meal, hurry up!"

In fact, it’s not long. Everyone only eats two meals on weekdays, but the work to be done in service is very heavy, and three time periods are given to eat every day.

The breakfast food is basically the dry food brought from home by myself. The yamen will provide it at noon and a little later, but the portion is very small, and most of them still have to eat the dry food brought from home.

Some people can't bring so much at one time. Every ten days, the yamen will take a small half-day leave to let people go home to get dry food. The county yamen also doesn't want Lao Ding to die on the road.

The reduction of the local population will also affect the performance evaluation of the county magistrate.

The Lao Dings tried their best to make another wave. Finally, the food delivery person arrived, and the clerk was hungry. He banged on the gong and let people bring their own bowls and chopsticks to receive the steamed buns.

Everyone dispersed and ran a little faster than usual.

After getting the buns, everyone went back, and they all went to the stove of Wushu Lang and the others. Not to mention whether they should buy or not, at least it would be delicious to smell the cold buns.

On Wednesday, Lang wanted to leave, but he ran a little slower. When it was his turn to pick up the buns, the workers were already running ahead.

After getting a bun, he also ran over there.

The clerk stood by with a sullen face to supervise everyone's ordering of the buns, and then ticked one person's brand after getting one. Only in this way would they not mix up the buns, and the rest of the buns belonged to them.

The messenger who came to deliver the food also smelled the smell of meat in the air and asked, "Where is this from?"

The messenger said, "One of Lao Ding's family members was worried that he would endure hardship and did it on purpose."

The police officer sneered, "This is because there is too much money to spend? If you have this money, it is better to pay for the service."

"Five taels of silver, isn't it a rich family who can afford this money?" The official said in a rare way: "It's also a poor family, and it's just that the family members are more distressed."

The officer who asked the question no longer asked, but only warned: "Keep an eye on them, but don't make trouble. The next county served last year, and it is said that some Lao Ding can't stand it and want to run away. Hmph, it's all famous and famous in the book. The person with the surname can run as a monk, and even run away from the temple? As a result, two yamen servants were injured, so don’t let the people under your command rebel.”

"Don't worry, no, they are all very honest."

After the messenger finished explaining, he watched the person who delivered the meal leave, and then he took the rest of the cold buns and touched his bowl.

Don't look at them as messengers, in fact, they eat the same food as the Lao Dings, the only difference is that the Lao Dings have to bring dry food from their own homes to barely fill their stomachs, but they don't, they basically rely on the steamed buns sent by the yamen to survive. .

The same is cold bun cold water.

Only the two groups of officials assigned to the county seat and the town were treated better, and some of the wealthier colleagues in the family brought some meat buns with them.

Man Bao had been waiting, and as soon as the gong sounded, she asked Wu Wulang to make a bowl of the thickest soup, with several slices of meat and radishes in it.

Then she put it aside, intending to leave it to her favorite third brother.

As soon as she put the bowl on the donkey cart, Lao Ding, who was rushing over there, arrived at a fast speed, but when they reached the stove, they only stretched their necks and looked around, not buying.

After all, Friday Lang sold things in the county town, so he greeted them cheekily, "Do you want to buy a bowl and try it?"

One of Laoding said loudly: "Really meat or fake meat? Don't lie to us."

But the nose sucked in the thick meat smell in the air, and couldn't help swallowing.

One of them simply squeezed up and wanted to see the meat in the kettle with his own eyes. He acted rudely and stumbled on Saturday, who was standing next to him, and almost fell to the ground.

Man Bao looked at this scene, didn't know why, and was suddenly a little scared.

Keke also snorted in her mind, warning: "Host, you have to calm people down."

A group of hungry Lauding behind the man saw that he had knocked the man down, and his hands were touching the spoon.

Wu Wulang's face changed slightly, and he didn't care to help his younger brother. He grabbed the big spoon that Laoding was holding in his hand, and didn't let him do it.

Man Bao had already rushed past the donkey cart like a calf, but only a few steps away, she rushed over to Laoding's legs and looked up at him, "Brother Lu, do you want to buy broth? Two cents A bowl, it's hot."

Just learning to make a fire, Bai Shanbao, who was squatting in front of the kettle to make the fire, also stood at Wuwu Lang's feet at some point, raised his cat-like face and looked at Laoding, revealing a row of millet teeth, "Brother Lu, this broth is very good. We cooked it by ourselves, and it is fragrant and fragrant. You must have never had such a delicious drink before. When you return home from service, you can bring back a bowl for your son."

Man Bao said: "And your father and your mother."

The two children happened to ask him, and they have a good memory, so they remember his name and his family situation.

Lu Da lowered his head to look at the two children. The eyes of the two children looked at him with pure, black eyes. A panic suddenly rose in his heart. : "Well, then I'll buy a bowl and try it."

Yes, he was originally here to buy soup. In such a cold day, it would be nice to have a hot sip, and the two cents are not expensive.

Man Bao took the money, raised his head and smiled sweetly at him, and asked the fifth brother to serve him soup.

Friday Lang's palms were sweaty, but at this time he took Lu Da's bowl with a smile on his face, stirred the soup, and gave him a bowl.

When everyone saw that someone had bought it, they immediately stopped pressing forward. Of course, they were not in a hurry to buy it, but looked at Lu Da eagerly, wanting to hear his evaluation.

Although two cents is not a lot of money, and everyone can afford it, it has to be worth it.

Lu Xiao took a sigh of relief, his eyes brightened, and he smiled: "It's pretty good."

Those who were familiar with him crowded around him to see, and when they saw that there were oil flowers and a piece of meat in the soup, their eyes lit up, and they all crowded up to fight.