The General’s Wife of the Buddhist Family

In the hot summer weather, everyone likes to eat something cool and refreshing.

Liangpi can meet everyone's needs.

Although I prepared five catties of Liangpi, they were all sold out in less than two quarters of an hour.

This is the first time they sell so fast.

Boss Chu and Zhao turned their heads and saw the Liangpi sold out, they were all surprised.

Although Luo Jianjia thought that Liangpi might be very popular, she never expected it to be so popular.

It's all sold out here, and other merchants who haven't bought it keep coming to inquire.

Liangpi and egg fried rice have completely different feelings.

When there was no egg fried rice before, most customers would buy an ordinary set meal that could be replaced.

But this time, without Liangpi, few people wanted to eat egg fried rice.

Luo Jianjia understands that Liangpi is icy cold, but egg fried rice is hot, which is not what the guests want.

This is also impossible, she is unable to find a food that can replace Liangpi.

The blame is that she is too conservative in her thoughts, lacks confidence in the Liangpi she made, and is too little prepared.

Fortunately, there is no waste. You can do more tomorrow.

After being sold for about half an hour, the set meals were all sold out.

The egg fried rice only sold for about three kilograms, and some of them were not sold out.

And the peak period of passenger ships passing there has passed.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, there was still a catty of egg fried rice that was not sold out. They did not wait any longer and packed their things and went home.

Chu Wei Leng went back with everyone.

After returning home, the three people sat in the main room and counted the money as usual.

This time the money in the purse is obviously much more than before.

Boss Chu and Zhao counted them first, and Luo Jianjia counted them last.

Everyone counts money almost every day, and they have long been used to counting, and they can't make mistakes.

The quantity of the two times is the same.

Luo Jianjia calculated the cost, and after removing the cost, he made more than 170 papers.

Although I saw a lot of money and knew that I made a lot today, everyone was still very happy when Luo Jianjia said the final figures.

Boss Chu and Zhao laughed out of sight.

"This Liangpi is really good. The cost is about the same as egg fried rice, but it makes more money than egg fried rice." Zhao said with a smile.

It was the first time that Chu Wei Leng faced this matter intuitively. He had been sitting aside and watching, like a stranger.

Not only this time, it was the same when everyone got together before.

The person that my parents paid the most attention to was him, and every time he came back, they circled him.

Not only his parents, Roche also wanted to stick to him in the past.

But now, parents and Luo Shi got together, and the three of them were circling the business at home together.

There is much less attention to him.

Although he was slightly disappointed in his heart, he was more happy.

He was glad that his parents finally found what they wanted to do and had his own plan.

At first, he could still look at the three people calmly, and when he heard that he could make a net profit of more than one hundred and seventy words a day, the look in Luo Jianjia's eyes immediately changed.

Those who work on the wharf earn 20 cents a day, 600 cents a month, and six or seven taels a year.

Two taels of silver is enough for their family of three for one year.

Therefore, the wages of the workers on the dock are already very high.

As for Roche, one hundred and seventy pens a day, and five taels of silver a month, the top people's income for a year.

This year, it will be more than 50 taels.

Let alone in the town, even in the county, it is the home of Xiaofu.

This money is really a lot.

When his father told him before, his feelings hadn't been so strong.

Looking at the copper plate in front of me at this moment, I was greatly shocked.

He turned his head to look at Roche, and to his surprise, Roche still looked plain, as if he didn't care much about the money.

Why is it so?

Is there too little money?

It was her nature, and nothing could surprise her.

Chu Weilen thought that Luo Jianjia's grandfather was a scholar and his father was a businessman.

However, another voice rang again.

Luo Jianjia’s father couldn’t make much money either. If he could make so much money, he would have gone to the county seat with his temperament. He would not stay in the village, nor would he make five or two in spite of his face three years ago. A betrothal gift of silver.

Is this shining, but low-key and calm woman in front of me really the same person as the one before?

Chu Wei Leng didn't think so.

He hadn't remembered exactly what he looked like when he first saw it. He only remembered that it was an extremely difficult and shameless woman, and he couldn't see that she had any difficulties. He only knew that the other party had taken a fancy to his conditions.

But the appearance of Roche in front of him made him feel very clear.

Chu Wei Leng was thinking about things here, but the three people over there discussed very intensely.

Zhao was very fortunate and said, "Fortunately, your egg fried rice is less fried, otherwise you will waste too much today."

Luo Jianjia nodded: "Well, many customers originally wanted to eat egg fried rice, but when they saw Liangpi, they gave up eating egg fried rice."

Zhao said: "This is normal. If it were me, I would only want to eat something cold in such a hot day."

After thinking about it, Zhao said with a smile: "However, tomorrow we can make more liangpi. Otherwise, we won't make the egg fried rice, wait until the weather is cold, and then make it."

"Yes, Liangpi's benefit...what's the benefit, that word." Boss Chu didn't think of it for a while.

"Profit." Luo Jianjia reminded.

"Yes, Liangpi is more profitable and more profitable." Chu boss said.

Luo Jianjia thought for a while and said, "Let's do it. Some regular customers are used to eating."

Zhao said: "Okay, then use our little pot to fry, and you will save more effort."

"good."

The three people laughed and discussed for a long time. Seeing that his son hadn't said a word, Zhao patted him and said, "Brother Leng, you have a good meal today. There are still a lot of egg fried rice left. You can eat more. Your daughter-in-law is really delicious."

Chu Wei came back to his senses coldly and responded with a smile.

However, I was thinking that Roche’s cooked rice really didn’t taste as good as the ordinary ones.

There is no leftover big steamed bun.

As I was thinking about it, I heard Luo Shi say: "Mother, I lived some noodles in the morning, and I guess I will soon wake up. We haven't steamed steamed buns in a long time. I will steam some big steamed buns in a while."

"Okay, you can figure it out." Zhao said with a smile.

When he heard that there was a big steamed bun, Chu Weilen's eyes lit up immediately, giving Luo Jianjia an admiring look.

Luo Jianjia glanced at him lightly, then turned his head.

Let’s leave it to her and Boss Zhao Chu to eat the exquisite food of egg fried rice.

For people like Chu Weiling, eating these things is a waste, and giving him a steamed bun is enough.

After speaking, Luo Jianjia went to steam the steamed buns after resting for a while.

Zhao knew that his son was eating a lot, and fearing that his son would be hungry, he urged him to eat some egg fried rice first.

Chu Wei Leng really didn't find anything delicious in this, so he rejected it for a long time, and finally said that something was wrong, and ran out.

Now that he makes a lot of money, Luo Jianjia can't save it, using the good noodles that Chu Wei Leng bought back early this morning.

She has good craftsmanship and used to steam the buns by herself before, and soon steamed the buns.

The steamed buns are white and soft, and look very appetizing.

Luo Jianjia has a habit when steaming steamed buns.

She especially likes to eat the browned skin on the side of the steamed buns, it tastes crunchy and fragrant.

This taste is only present when the steamed buns are steamed for the first time, and they lose their taste when they are cold.

For the steamed buns this time, she deliberately put the buns on the pan.

When the steamed buns came out, Luo Jianjia smelled the steamed buns, looked at the browned skin, and couldn't help peeling it off a steamed bun and stuffing it into his mouth.

The moment Luo Jianjia ate it in his mouth, he had unprecedented satisfaction.

Chu Weilian deliberately hid, of course, something really happened.

The things I just heard on the dock have been kept in my mind, and now I went to the village to inquire.

After inquiring about it for a while, I clarified the matter.

Counting that the steamed buns were almost cooked, I went home first.

As for packing up people, don't worry about this, let's talk about it when you are full.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw a white mist floating from the kitchen.

Smelling the scent of steamed buns, he took a step forward.

As soon as I stood at the door of the kitchen, I saw Roche secretly next to the steamed buns, eating very happily.

He didn't expect that she still has such a side.

When he was discovered, Roche returned to his calm appearance, glanced at him faintly, and slowly stuffed the browned bun skin into his mouth.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, and went forward to take the basket of steamed buns.

He was stopped before he touched it.

Chu Weilian looked at her, although he didn't speak, his eyes were full of questions.

Luo Jianjia stared at his hand and said, "Wash your hands."

Chu Wei sneered at the corners of his mouth.

This woman is really inseparable from washing her hands in three sentences!

Okay, people who can cook are the best.

For the fragrant big steamed bun, he endured it.

Chu Weilian retracted his hand and went to wash his hands in the yard.

After Luo Jianjia had eaten a layer of buns, he went to the yard to pick a few cucumbers, eggplants and green peppers.

As soon as he was about to leave, he thought that Chu Wei had a large appetite and picked a few more eggplants later.

It's not that she is so considerate. It's just that if there are few dishes at the dinner table, I will definitely not eat more because of the temperament of the boss and Zhao, and will save the dishes for her and Chu Wei to eat coldly.

After picking, Luo Jianjia went to the well to wash the vegetables and took them back to the kitchen.

She cut the eggplant and green pepper into shreds.

Cut the green onion again and pat the garlic.

When the pan was hot, pour the oil, because the eggplant absorbs oil and the oil is more delicious, so she put a little more.

When the oil is hot, add chopped green onion and garlic, fry the aroma, then add green chili and stir fry.

The green chili that Chu's grows is delicious, not as tasteless as vegetable chili, and it's not too spicy, and the spiciness is moderate.

After stirring for a while, pour the eggplant into it.

Finally, add sugar, salt and other condiments, and take it out of the pot.

There are two dishes of fried dishes this time.

After frying the eggplant, Luo Jianjia took a few more cucumbers and made a cold cucumber.

Because there was still a lot of egg fried rice left, Luo Jianjia simply cooked these two dishes and cooked a pot of egg and vegetable soup.

Finally, she poured the egg fried rice into the pan and re-fried it.

Soon, the table was filled with food.

There are six steamed buns in the small basket, egg fried rice in the pot, two plates of green pepper fried eggplant, a small pot of cucumber, and a plate of large lump pickles fried with dried chili skins.

As soon as Zhao came up, he took a spoon to serve his son and daughter-in-law with fried rice with eggs.

Because she thinks this is the best and the most expensive on this table.

Unexpectedly, the son refused.

"Mother, eat it, son eat steamed buns."

Chujia Village is located in the south. Most of the crops in the fields are rice, and there is very little wheat. Their daily favorite is rice, not noodles.

In the past, my son also liked rice the most.

Zhao believes that his son feels sorry for their two elders and is reluctant to eat.

They do not eat badly at home, and the son is really hard at home, so the son should eat more well.

"Well, you and your wife eat egg fried rice, and mother eat steamed buns."

Boss Chu also said, "I also eat steamed buns."

Seeing that his parents are serious, Chu Wei coldly said: "Daddy, it's really not necessary. My son likes to eat big steamed buns now. If you don't eat it, it will be uncomfortable. Let your son eat it."

Boss Chu and Zhao looked at each other, neither of them really believed what their son said.

After all, his son is very filial, and he has said a lot of this before, because he loves them and leaves them with delicious food.

Luo Jianjia had already noticed that Chu Wei coldly loved to eat big steamed buns, after all, if he didn't like it, he wouldn't eat it secretly.

And Luo Jianjia knows that Boss Chu and Zhao love to eat fried rice with eggs.

Therefore, seeing the three of them at a stalemate, Luo Jianjia said: "The border is located in the north, the weather is cold, and winter wheat is grown. Presumably Chu...go out, and eat more pasta in the military camp. Xianggong is also used to it."

Once some titles are spoken, it doesn't seem to be that difficult.

It's just a title after all, and it's the same as everything.

Chu Weilian didn't expect Luo Shi to say such a thing, and looked at her in surprise.

She even knows the climate of the border, and also knows the crops of the border, the taste of the border people...

She knows so much.

It's not like an ordinary woman.

In addition, he persuaded his parents who hadn't listened to him for a long time, but she was persuaded at once.

"Really? You love pasta now?" Zhao asked.

Chu Wei came back to his senses, turned his head to look at his mother, and said, "Yes. My son is used to eating and prefers pasta."

After hearing this, Zhao immediately handed the full egg fried rice to Boss Chu, and said, "That's okay. The steamed buns made with cymbals are delicious. You can eat more."

"...Okay." Chu Wei said coldly.

How does he feel that Roche speaks more heavily in this house than him?

However, fortunately, I can finally eat steamed buns with confidence.

The moment the steamed bun was eaten into his mouth, Chu Weilen's eyes lit up a bit, and he couldn't help but praise: "Lady, your cooking is so delicious."

"..."

Luo Jianjia glanced at Chu Wei coldly with a caring look in the mentally retarded, and then continued to lower his head to eat.

She took the trouble to make other foods, and he swallowed them wholeheartedly. They didn't think they were delicious. They simply steamed a steamed bun but found it delicious.

The brain circuit of this male protagonist is really confusing.

Not only did Chu Weilian suspect that Luo Jianjia had changed himself, but Luo Jianjia also suspected that Chu Weilian was not the person in the book.

Chu Wei Leng killed a steamed bun without even eating any pickles.

At the end of the meal, looking at the browned bun skin, just about to fill his mouth, I thought of the appearance of Roche just stealing it in the kitchen.

Thinking that Roche had steamed a big steamed bun for him intimately, and it was so delicious, Chu Weileng handed the steamed bun wrapper to Luo Jianjia.

Luo Jianjia looked at the bun skin that suddenly appeared in front of him, and was slightly startled.