Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Mrs. Sun continued, "Mom, I know what you said, but it doesn't matter. You killed the chicken for Ying Xiao to eat. Only when Ying Xiao is happy will he give you more money. How much is the chicken at home worth?" ? If you get money then, you can buy a few chickens and raise them. Is it possible that you are still afraid that you won’t be able to buy eggs if you have money? "

Listening to Sun's analysis, Mrs. Han felt that it was indeed very reasonable, so she nodded and said, "Okay! Boss and wife, you are right. When you have money, you will not be able to buy anything. The most important thing now is to take good care of Ying Xiao."

Mrs. Sun laughed happily, "Hey, mother, that's the truth."

"Come on, mother, go catch some chickens and eat them!"

Mrs. Han said and walked towards the chicken coop.

Han Caiying happened to come out of the house and saw Mrs. Han catching chickens in the chicken coop, so she asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"

Mrs. Han replied, "Yingzi, mother is catching chickens for lunch. I can give you a good meal today!"

Han Caiying was very happy, "Mom, is it true?"

"Of course it's true. Is it possible that mother lied to you? Ying Xiao is back today, so it's better to have some good hospitality. Ying Xiao definitely can't eat so much by himself, so wait a moment You can just eat some."

"Hey, mother, you finally killed the chicken and ate it. You don't even know how long I've been looking forward to it." When Han Caiying said this, she licked the corners of her mouth and wanted to eat it right away.

Mrs. Han caught a chicken and began to pluck out its feathers and disembowel it.

The lunch dishes were cooked by myself.

Now that Luo Yaer's belly has grown, it is very difficult to stand. Naturally, she is no longer allowed to cook the meals at home.

However, Sun's cooking skills were very poor. If Sun made such good ingredients, it would definitely be wasted. Therefore, Mrs. Han came over to cook this meal excitedly.

Finally, it’s time to eat. A few months ago, Han Yingxiao would have thought these meals in the countryside were good and could have eaten several large rice dishes. But when he was in Kyoto, he was used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas. Old lady Han made these The taste of the food could not disgrace him.

Before Han Yingxiao could eat a few pieces of chicken, he put down his bowl and chopsticks because he was hungry and didn't want to eat anymore. He said calmly to the others on the table, "I'm full, you can eat."

Seeing that the rice in Han Yingxiao's bowl was barely touched, Mrs. Sun frowned and asked, "Ying Xiao, you haven't eaten much, are you really full? You need to eat more!"

"I won't eat it!" Han Yingxiao replied coldly, "It's just these dishes that are so unpalatable. Who can eat them?"

There seemed to be some dissatisfaction in his tone.

He was even more dismissive of the meals carefully prepared for him on the table.

The taste of the food cooked by Mrs. Han is much different from the taste of the food cooked by the cook in the second prince's house in Kyoto.

After Han Yingxiao finished speaking, several people at the dinner table fell silent for a moment and stared at the food on the table.

Especially Mrs. Han, who seemed extremely embarrassed.

He smiled at Han Yingxiao and said, "Ying Xiao... These dishes are all prepared for you. These are the best ones at home. If you still dislike it, there really is nothing else at home." It’s delicious.”

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