Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

"I know about the shop." Dongfang Yu responded immediately.

"You also know?" Although Sang Jinghong knew something in her heart, she was a little surprised to hear that Dongfang Yu knew it, and she didn't feel anything wrong with his tone.

After all, it's always bad for a girl to show her face outside.

"You don't mind if Jiu Niang runs a shop outside?"

"What's the point of mind? Jiuniang has a strong temper, and it's a good thing if she wants to work hard outside. I have to support it." Dongfang Yu said with a smile.

It's just a shop. Could it be that his Belle only runs such a shop in Nanshan Town?

However, he agrees with the fact that she bought a rice shop, because if a person wants to live, he will always have to eat. He can eat a few meals without eating fruits, vegetables, or meat, but it is impossible not to eat. food.

And if he wants to say something, he really has nothing to mind, let alone Belle, even his mother and concubine, there are quite a few shops outside, if you don't know, relying on the moon silver in the palace alone, how can it be enough to spend money? sold?

"Hehe, you are a young man after all. This kind of heart is not comparable to that of an old woman like me." Thinking about buying a shop for her granddaughter, she and Xia Beibei were anxious, but at this moment, Dongfang Yu was not even surprised, as if it was only natural for the girl's family to run several shops.

...

After a while, Wu Shiqiu was called in by Dongfang Yu and accompanied Sang Jinghong, while he himself went to the kitchen to see the girl whom he hadn't seen for several days.

"Didn't I say you, Seventeen, is this radish cut like this? It's a small piece, can you call it a cook? It's an insult to the word 'cook'."

Inside the ancestral hall, only one person's voice and Wu Shiqi's teeth grinding could be heard.

"Look at this pumpkin. I asked you to carve a nicer flower, but you actually made an ugly chrysanthemum. It's not like going up the mountain to visit the grave."

Wu Shishi held the knife hand in his hand, and kept shaking. It wasn't because his hands were shaking, but because he was holding back his anger, and he was really uncomfortable.

After all, he is also the most powerful leader around the son of the world. Although it is his turn to be the cook here now, he is usually very busy, so he has no time to make these things. He can be a cook according to Xia Beibei's wishes Probably, it is already very good, but I still keep disgusting, what do you mean.

If she hadn't been the woman that the Shizi had taken a fancy to, the kitchen knife in his hand would surely have been chopped off.

"Hey, what is this, dried bamboo shoots? Seventeen, dried bamboo shoots are not used for stewing, but are used for stir-frying. It's a waste of money. Brother Dongfang, how come you are such a stupid cook?"

Not only Wu Shiqi, but even the two thugs, Wu Shiqing and another guard, were dumbfounded.

"Ninth girl, the dishes made by the seventeen chiefs are delicious, especially the dried bamboo shoots, which are extremely delicious." The guard couldn't stand it anymore, and defended his chief to Xia Beibei.

Hearing this, Wu Shiqi proudly raised his head at Xia Beibei.

"Tch, Huang Po sells melons and boasts about herself." Xia Beibei gave Wu Shiqi a disdainful look.

"Miss Nine, don't be too disgusted. Although the dishes cooked by Chief Seventeen are not as delicious as yours, they are still great chefs." Wu Shiqing couldn't help but said to Xia Beibei.

Hearing this, Wu Shiqi gave Wu Shiqing a hard look. Did this girl say that about him? Is this helping to praise him, or belittling him?

"Bei Er, you despise Shiqi so much, why don't you do it yourself, but I haven't eaten your noodles for a long time." Suddenly, Dongfang Yu's voice rang out from outside the door, and then everyone looked at the noodles. Seeing his figure walk in.

"Brother Dongfang, why did you come out and conspire with my grandma?" Xia Beibei immediately turned her head to look at him when she heard his voice.

"You girl, what conspiracy, your grandma just cares about you." Dongfang Yu couldn't help but raised his hand and knocked on her forehead, and said.

Xia Beibei curled her lips, "Are you going to have breakfast again? Want me to serve you a bowl of noodles?"

"The one who knows me is Belle too." Dongfang Yu rubbed her face with a smile and said.

After eating the food made by Xia Beibei, eating Wu Shiqi's is really a kind of torture. Dongfang Yu felt that he absolutely couldn't do without Xia Beibei, even if it was for his own stomach, it would definitely be a kind of torture. I want to marry Xia Beibei home.

"Then let me serve you a bowl of noodles." Xia Beibei glanced at the dough that Wu Shiqi had already kneaded, with a slight disgust on her face.

She'd better do it herself.

Wu Shiqi was still very dissatisfied with Xia Beibei's relegation to the mud just now, but when he saw that Xia Beibei kneaded the dough as quickly as possible, rolled it out, cut it, and took it out Take out sour bamboo shoots, eggs, potatoes and other vegetables, wash and cut them, and there is no pause in your hands.

Moreover, the shredded potatoes are even, thin and fast.

He took another look at the radish he had cut, and his face was filled with embarrassment.

Sure enough, his saber skill is comparable to that of Nine Girls, not to mention Nine Girls, but everyone else must be disgusted.

"Miss Nine, how did you master your saber skills?" After watching her cook, Wu Shiqi really felt that he was only worthy of being her assistant.

"Do it a few times and you'll be fine. Practice makes perfect." Xia Beibei replied flatly.

Reaching out for a piece of cloth, he took off the earthen pot on the stove and put a clean iron pot on it. Soon, a bowl of fragrant noodles came out of the pot.

Wu Shiqi and Wu Shiqing stared at Xia Beibei's hand without even blinking.

Mother, they are so fast, they really admire it.

"Shiqing, bring my grandma a bowl of noodles." Xia Beibei ordered.

"Hey, okay." Wu Shiqing quickly responded, swallowing secretly, the noodles smelled really good, her saliva was about to flow down.

However, although he responded, Wu Shiqing still served Dongfang Yu a bowl first.

It's not easy for the master to wait for the nine girls to come to make him a bowl of noodles. This first bowl must belong to the son.

...

As night fell, the hall was divided into two tables, which were already full of people. All the dishes had been served, and everyone was ready to eat.

"Come, come, everyone, sit down, Big Brother Dongfang, I wish you a happy new year, good luck in the coming year, a lot of money, and good luck in everything." Xia Beibei smiled and came to Dongfang Yu's side, speaking auspicious words.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, we are about to welcome the arrival of the new year, and everyone is happy.

"Miss Nine, what's in this jar?" Wu Shisan glanced at the jar on the table in front of his elder son, it was still sealed with yellow mud, what could be inside, he was really curious up.

"Want to know? Open it and see." Xia Beibei smiled mysteriously.

"Master..." Wu Shisan looked at Dongfang Yu and saw him nodding. He quickly picked up the jar and put it on the ground. Wu Shisan had already brought a small hammer and waited there.

In three or two strokes, the two of them removed the loess on the jar, revealing a few lotus leaves wrapped around the mouth of the jar.

"It smells so good, it's stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus." As soon as the lotus leaves were lifted off, Wu Shisan felt that his nose was about to fall off from the fragrance.

In Xiajia Village for so long, he had never even smelled the aroma of wine.

Nine Girls was so kind to them that she even brought them a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

"Jiu Niang, you really know how to fix things." Sang Jinghong glanced at Xia Beibei.

She didn't even know that her granddaughter could still make wine.

"Grandma, I'm going to try it too. This sweet-scented osmanthus brew is only two months old, and it's not that fragrant." Xia Beibei said with a slight smile.

That day, I saw someone selling dried osmanthus in the town, so I bought some on a whim.

"Originally, if I were at home, I was going to get drunk with my grandma."

"Whoever gets drunk with you will get away with it." Sang Jinghong gave her an annoyed look.

She is a bad old woman, what kind of wine does she drink? If she gets drunk and goes crazy, no one can cure her.

Wu Shisan didn't care what Xia Beibei was saying to Sang Jinghong, he quickly brought up the jar, and first filled a big bowl for Dongfang Yuman.

"Master, this wine is delicious."

Dongfang Yu just nodded and looked at Xia Beibei, "Jiu Niang, sit down."

"Yes." Xia Beibei nodded.

...

After more than half of the reunion dinner, Sang Jinghong's eyes couldn't hold it anymore, and she said she wanted to go back to rest first, so she was escorted back by Wu Shisan himself, and Xia Beibei was naturally still eating .

"Ninth girl, why don't I worship you as my teacher." Wu Shiqi looked at the table with aggrieved eyes. Xia Beibei's fried dishes had already been eaten to the bottom of the plate. There's a lot left.

He was really ashamed today.

"Seventeen, your cooking skills are good enough, don't compare yourself to me." Xia Beibei put down her chopsticks, and said to Wu Shiqi earnestly.

Don't compare your culinary skills with her, a top chef who has passed through, it is absolutely incomparable, you know, her culinary skills have reached the point of perfection.

Although she doesn't like the smell of the kitchen.

"Shiqiu, Shiqing, you two have worked very hard since you came to Xiajia Village. I prepared a gift for you today, and you must accept it." She looked at Wu Shiqiu and Wu Shiqing.

"The subordinates dare not." Wu Shiqiu stopped the chopsticks in his hand, glanced at the big guy, and quickly shook his head and refused.

What they do is the responsibility of the Shi Ziye, how dare they accept Jiu Niu's things.

"I want it. Although it's not a good thing, it's absolutely unique." Xia Beibei took out two silk flowers from her bosom, where she could not tolerate their absoluteness.

When a pink and a transparent silk flower were brought out, not only the eyes of Wu Shiqiu and the two sisters lit up, but even Wu Qi's eyes lit up.