Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

After entering the twelfth lunar month, the taste of the new year became stronger, and the carriage passing through the town was often blocked by the market.

There are people who are buying and selling, the carriages are stuck in the middle, and they cannot move back and forth, which makes people wait anxiously.

Li Haitang's belly was getting bigger and bigger, to the point where she needed two people to support her when she walked. Sitting in the car with her head down, she couldn't see her own toes, only her round belly.

"Ma'am, we can't go anymore."

Wu Fu sighed melancholy, the master was anxious, walked more during the day, and could find a similar inn at night, if there was a delay, he would have to sleep in the wilderness again.

A group of people set out on the road, traveling lightly, and only had a carriage. At night, Xiao Lingchuan kept watch outside and built a shed next to the fire, while she and Madam Yu accompanied his wife in the carriage.

My wife hasn't slept well these few days, she has to wake up several times every night, and the first thing she says is, "Husband..."

The master's house is in the shed, and the servants sleep in the carriage. Wufu is very sorry, if the traffic cannot be unblocked, he will miss his place at night.

"There's nothing I can do if I can't leave. The Chinese New Year will be here in a few days. This should be the last episode."

Li Haitang lifted the curtain of the car, there was a lot of noise under the car, the crowd was surging, the woman took the baby out, and those children in colorful gowns looked around and saw the sugar ball, and immediately couldn't move their legs.

Li Haitang rubbed his belly and thought to himself, after three years, I don't know if the bean buns will be like this, I'm so hungry that I can't walk.

After she was pregnant, she couldn't accept it at first, and then she unconsciously assumed the role of mother. She thought about it a lot every day.

Going to the northwest, you first pass through the Central Plains, which is densely populated, and the people mainly eat pasta. The market sells buns, steamed buns, flower rolls, sugar triangles and noodles.

The shop set up a few big steamers, with firewood underneath, and milky white steam rising from above, smelling a strong aroma of wheat from afar.

"Wu Fu, buy me a sugar triangle."

Li Haitang saw a shopkeeper untie the cauldron, and there was a layer of white, fat and round steamed buns on the steamer, and he was so greedy that he almost drool.

There is no need for side dishes. The sugar triangle is soft and soft. When you break it open, there is red sugar juice inside. Take a bite, and there is a touch of sweetness between your lips and teeth. It is delicious!

In the Central Plains, the common people are obviously good at making pasta. In the cauldron of steamed buns, there are pig head-shaped and flower-shaped ones.

"Twist, crispy cannabis flower!"

After eating a sugar triangle, Li Haitang was not satisfied, so she started to open the window again, thinking about what to buy again.

Sleeping in the open at night, she was hungry at night, so she padded her belly so as not to keep tossing the wild husband.

"Brown sugar twist, sesame twist, weird twist, and chives, it depends on what you like, sweet, salty, and spicy!"

A middle-aged man pushed a trolley, slowly shuttled through the crowd, and yelled.

The twists are all homemade, and they are sold right away, so they are guaranteed to be crispy and delicious, so you can taste them before buying.

"Ma'am, the twist looks good."

Wu Fu is about to move, she has some private money in her hand, and wants to buy some snacks.

"Go ahead, Nanny Yu can eat too, you can buy some of them all."

Li Haitang opened a wooden box from the drawer of the small table, which contained scattered silver and copper plates.

It is inconvenient to go out with bank notes, and you have to go to a bank to exchange them, and most of the currency circulating among the people is copper coins.

"Thank you ma'am!"

My wife gave the money, and Wu Fu smiled, and after receiving the copper coins, Li Haitang told her again, she gave a bunch of money, there was a hundred copper coins, and there was no need to leave them, buy more food, and come back after spending them all.

"Ma'am, just let her get used to it."

Nanny Yu smiled helplessly, she didn't call herself a slave, she didn't have the rules, she was careless, she was greedy and wanted to talk to Madam, just like that, Madam didn't get angry and didn't talk, and praised Wufu's true temperament.

It's no wonder that Mrs. Zhao from the capital looked down on her. This kind of maid, thrown in the Ruan's house, was beaten more times than the number of times she ate.

"We're not rich and powerful, so why pay attention to those things, don't be cautious when you go out."

Li Haitang waved her hand, the relationship between master and servant is delicate, she has tasted this. It is not good for servants, and there is no need to expect the servants to be loyal at critical moments.

Some slaves should be disciplined, but one person and one attitude must be treated differently.

Nanny Yu nodded, but she wondered in her heart. Zhenbei Wang Qianjin asked, saying that she was not a high-ranking person, so she might be the most humble person in Daqi, right?

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Wu Fu hurriedly got into the carriage with an oiled paper bag in his hand and a small basket in his hand.

She opened one of the oil-paper packets, which contained a roast chicken.

"Ma'am, I have inquired about everything. The place where we are located is called Daokou Town. The most famous one is the roast chicken in Daokou."

Passing the crossing, it is a great pity that you can't eat roast chicken.

"Oh, how come I forgot, Daokou Roasted Chicken is indeed famous."

There is an adult in Kyoto who is born to be a foodie, and he can travel thousands of miles for food. After he came to Daokou once, he had a special liking for roast chicken. After returning to Beijing, he couldn’t sleep at night. Finally, he sent his servants to Daokou to invite someone to do it. Chicken master.

"The entrance is crispy, fragrant and soft, fat but not greasy."

Just tear it apart, and the chicken will be deboned, which is indeed delicious.

He left two chicken thighs for his savage husband, and the three master and servant devoured the rest. Even Yu Yu, who had a small appetite, couldn't help but eat an extra steamed bun.

On the road, there was a lot of free time. Li Haitang taught Wufu how to read, and learned embroidery skills with Madam Yu. When she was tired, she slept for a while, and the day passed.

Coming and going in a hurry, a group of people can only buy some local specialties when passing through towns.

Heading all the way to the northwest, at the junction of the Central Plains and the Northwest, the common people drink camellia oleifera in the morning, with some fried small noodles in it, and noodles are mostly noodles for dinner.

"Ma'am, you can make more than 20 types of noodles, this is the first time I've seen one wider than a belt!?"

The group found a small stall and bought haggis soup, belt noodles, and a few thin-skinned shortbreads. After a meal, only the haggis soup could see green green onions, and put some bean sprouts under the belt noodles.

Sliced ​​noodles, hand-rolled noodles, shredded pork noodles with shiitake mushrooms, and sour soup noodles. There is a bowl of noodles, which are both dishes and staple foods. With some salted duck eggs and small pickles, you can basically solve a meal without any delay.

After entering the Northwest Territory, it may be because of the New Year's Eve, and there are fewer and fewer people traveling together along the way. From Heifengzhai, it takes seven or eight days to go at the fastest speed, and further north, there is no official road, and the road is full of potholes and deep pits, so the group of people have to slow down their speed.