General, Madam Called You To Farm

Does this woman know what she is doing? !

Even in a dream, you can't just pull on a man's belt, right?

What did she think she was dreaming about!

If Su Xiaoxiao was awake, he would definitely respond unceremoniously: Didn't you do it first?

It's a pity that this body is too weak, Su Xiaoxiao stayed up for most of the night, and the state at this time is not much different from sleepwalking.

Wei Ting grabbed her chubby hands, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Su Daya!"

Su Xiaoxiao stared at him and looked down: "Wow!"

She shoved away Wei Ting's hand, and the little devil claws went down——

Wei Ting's face turned pale, and a sword in his hand stunned her!

——

Su Xiaoxiao slept directly until dawn, looking at the sky light through the paper window, her mind was buzzing.

This kind of feeling is the same as drinking a piece of film the night before, it's weird.

"I... didn't I make cakes in the stove? How did I sleep in my own bed?"

She scratched her little head, but she really didn't want to understand.

"Ah ah ah! Don't take my cake!"

It was Su Ergou's voice.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly came back to her senses: "It's time to go to the stall! Oops! The dim sum hasn't been made yet!"

She hurriedly lifted the quilt and went down to the ground, her clothes neat and tidy. Could it be that she was so tired last night that she went back to bed and fell asleep?

The three little dogs are fighting for cakes with Su Ergou in the kitchen. Don't look at them as small, but they have six little claws. Su Ergou cares about one and the other, and they cannot win.

"My mine! It's all mine! My sister made it for me! My brother-in-law said it!"

"How old are you, robbing children!"

Father Su knocked his son a burst of chestnuts, and brought the plate to the three small peas.

Wei Ting sat in the backyard wiping his crutches, with a cold and terrifying aura.

Those who know say that he is wiping crutches, but those who don't know, think he is wiping bows and arrows.

Su Xiaoxiao came to him and looked at him condescendingly.

"Wei Ting."

"doing what?"

Su Xiaoxiao thought thoughtfully: "I saw you and suddenly remembered a dream I had last night."

Wei Ting wiped the cane's hand and said in a cold tone, "I'm not interested in your dreams."

Su Xiaoxiao squatted down in front of him, raised her eyes and looked at him: "But I dreamed of you, you did something to me."

Wei Ting gave her a cold look: "Is it possible to do something to you?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "I also think it is unlikely."

Not to mention that Wei Ting was not interested in her, even if he did, with his temperament, he probably wouldn't be able to do such a dangerous thing.

It's all because of the poor physique of this pair of bodies. It's like being drunk when drowsiness comes up, and it's completely unstoppable.

I really miss my body from my previous life.

Su Xiaoxiao recalled and still felt that something was wrong: "But... it's quite detailed."

Worried that he didn't understand, she added, "I pulled your pants."

She glanced at him with her small eyes, "Why do you think a dream can be so clear..."

Wei Ting interrupted her coldly: "Why don't you have any points in your heart!"

Su Xiaoxiao thought about it seriously: "Well, yes, I've seen it."

Wei Ting: "...!!"

Su Xiaoxiao thought thoughtfully: "Did you feel it..." It was too late for Meng Duan.

Wei Ting was about to explode.

He stayed up all night without saying anything, and made so many troubles. The most important thing is that he didn't find his token on her or in the room in the end.

Where is this girl hiding the token?

...

At breakfast, Su Xiaoxiao found that Wei Ting's leg was more lame.

She looked at Father Su and said solemnly, "Father, I said earlier that his leg injury hasn't healed, so he can't go down to the ground, he's lame."

Wei Ting glanced at Su Xiaoxiao coldly and took a bite of the noodle in his hand!

Father Su looked at his son-in-law's leg with a blank expression: "No, it was fine when I came back yesterday, how come after a night, my legs are so lame? You went to carry pigs in the middle of the night?"

"Ah!" Su Xiaoxiao turned around and sneezed.

——

Su Xiaoxiao got up late and set up the stall later than usual. Old Li Tou used an ox cart to send the two brothers and sisters for a ride.

Su Xiaoxiao gave money for the car, but Lao Litou didn't ask for it.

Recently, Xiao Su's family has been sending things to their house. Qian's basket has never been empty after returning from the field. There are vegetables grown by himself, as well as cakes and meat sent by Xiao Su's family.

Although the vegetable field has made Su Cheng Huo Huo a lot, but those vegetables can be sold at the market, at most they are not good-looking, and they are only a few copper coins cheaper.

What Su Xiaoxiao gave him was not something that money could buy.

Recently, the family is full of oil and water, and the daughter-in-law's pregnancy and complexion are much better. The mother-in-law said that this child must be a big fat boy again!

"Next time, next time!"

Old Li Tou stuffed the copper plate back into Su Xiaoxiao's hands and pulled the ox cart away.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled: "Thank you, Uncle Li, then."

The two went to Luo Dazhuang's stall to supply the goods as usual, received yesterday's jar and vegetable money, and then walked in the direction of Kam Kee.

Su Ergou said, "Sister, are you really making the morning pancakes for me?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Yes, do you like it?"

Su Ergou said brightly, "I like it! It's better than the pastries! So what are they called?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Er dog cake."

Su Ergou was stunned, and looked at his own sister in disbelief: "Really, is it really Ergou cake?"

"Well." Su Xiaoxiao nodded with a smile.

Su Ergou was overwhelmed: "Then, can we sell Ergou cakes?"

"As long as you want, of course." Su Xiaoxiao stopped and looked at him solemnly, "Besides, I won't sell the formula."

Su Ergou's mood was completely healed.

He is only thirteen this year, and he is only a half-old child.

Will be sad for simple things, but also happy for a small reward.

He was walking down the street, smiling like a little fool.

——

Kam Kee.

The chefs in the kitchen made Su Xiaoxiao's three kinds of snacks according to the recipe brought back by shopkeeper Sun.

Everyone tried it one by one.

"good to eat!"

"It's definitely better than what we did."

"It turns out that we got the pastry method wrong, and made it according to her recipe, which is more oily and delicate. It's-"

"What is it?" Shopkeeper Sun asked.

"Almost mean," said one of the cooks.

The master was silent.

In his opinion, it is not a little meaning, but a lot of meaning.

"Is there really a problem with the recipe?" Shopkeeper Sun asked nervously. Forty-five taels of silver is not a small sum. If he buys a fake recipe, the responsibility will be great!

"The recipe is correct." The master said, based on his experience, he could naturally see that the other party didn't play tricks on the recipe.

It is the difference in taste caused by the uneven fermentation time and heat of the dough.

It takes talent to do anything, and some people are born with a keen sense of taste and can taste things that most people can't.

That's how he is, and that's why he's very comfortable in this line of work.

But obviously, that girl's talent is no worse than his.

The chestnut cake and the wife cake are not too different from the ones sold by that girl, and it should be able to make up for it with more practice.

What really made him frown was the last dessert - egg yolk pastry.

The egg yolk pastry is completely different from the one sold by the little village girl.

"Is this also a problem of heat?" Shopkeeper Sun asked.

Master Qin said: "It's not the heat, it's the ingredients."

Shopkeeper Sun said, "We use the freshest and best ingredients in town!"

The disadvantage of Kum Kee is that it is expensive, but it is not sloppy when it comes to ingredients.

"Is it egg yolk?" a cook said. "The salted egg yolk written in the recipe, we put salt, but the taste is still not right."

The egg yolks in Su Xiaoxiao’s dim sum are rusty, oily and salty. Their egg yolks are tasteless and tasteless.

The master pondered for a moment and said, "I have eaten a kind of salted egg in Beijing, and the egg yolk inside is this taste."

Shopkeeper Sun was terrified: "You mean... we have to go to the capital to buy it?"