The General’s Wife of the Buddhist Family

"Can't it work?" The light in Zhao's eyes suddenly dissipated.

Luo Jianjia couldn't bear to disappoint Zhao, she lowered her eyes and said, "Yes."

She taught Zhao what she could, and even if she left, Zhao and Boss Chu could make some money by relying on these techniques.

However, at that time, Chu Wei Leng must have been promoted, and he might not make his parents work so hard, right?

That's fine, thinking about doing so much, these have nothing to do with her, she should worry about her own future.

Chu Wei Leng's future is a smooth road, the stars are shining, Zhao and Chu Lao Tian will also follow their son to enjoy the blessing.

And she, the future is dark, and she doesn't know where she will lead.

After counting the money, Luo Jianjia went to make the noodles. After the noodles were made up, she went to bath and sleep.

After two or three days, the quantity of Liangpi sold has been decreasing, while the tea eggs and scones have been increasing.

Especially scones.

Today she had a lot of face-to-face meetings.

Xu is because there are fewer pasta and pancakes. She finds that scones are particularly good in town.

Judging from the boss of Zhao's Chu, the merchants passing by the pier seemed to like it too. Judging from the speed of selling, there was still too little preparation.

A fresh food always sells well. She has to seize the opportunity of these few days to sell more.

After all, this thing has no technical content, even if you don't know how to make an oven, you can fry it in a pan.

After making good face, Luo Jianjia went to take a bath and sleep.

In the morning of the second day, Luo Jianjia woke up and went to bake pancakes. This time, he baked more than a hundred pancakes.

Previously, it was sold for thirty or forty. This time she plans to increase by twenty, with sixty on each side.

Among them, she still made a hundred spiced spiced ones, and she added a little more salt this time.

Because she planned to not put vegetables in the cakes, sell the cakes directly, put more salt, and the taste will be more fragrant.

In addition, she plans to put some sugar in part to make it sweet.

Put some chili noodles in the other part to make spicy.

People here like to eat sweets but not spicy, so she can test it to see the effect.

Before she was grilled and salty. When it was about to eat, she grilled three sweet and three spicy ones.

When eating in the morning, everyone ate the six loaves baked by Luo Jianjia.

Someone must try the newly made food. If Zhao and Boss don't like it, then outsiders are unlikely to like it.

What Zhao eats is salty and fragrant on weekdays, but today he was pleasantly surprised when he ate sweet ones.

She loves sweets, and this kind of food is just what she wants.

The pancake is sweet with oil on the outer layer. The pancakes are browned again, crispy and delicious with a bite, full of sweetness.

"This sweet is really delicious." Zhao's comment on this cake is very high, "I have never eaten such a delicious cake."

It's no wonder that Zhao is so happy. Her favorite is sweets, but because the family is poor and sugar is more expensive, she rarely can eat sweet things.

You can also eat some sweets and a little sugar during the New Year holidays.

The pie in front of me had many layers and was crispy. It was not the same as the ones she had eaten before. She liked it very much.

Boss Chu also likes sweet, although not as much as Zhao, but the smile on his face can also tell his love for pancakes.

As for the spicy one, two people think it is delicious, but if you compare it, you still prefer the sweet one.

Judging from the feedback from these people, the sweet ones should be okay. After dinner, Luo Jianjia went to bake forty sweet ones, and took 20 ones at the same time.

The remaining five or six were made spicy.

Although I made more than 20 biscuits today, they were still sold out when I got them to the wharf and the town.

Especially sweet, very popular, both adults and children like it.

Luo Jianjia felt that he should change his taste tomorrow.

She previously underestimated the people's love of sweets here, and then you can make half of the sweet and half of the salty, and just a few spicy ones.

Not long after, Luo Jianjia and Aunt Wang came back with the car.

As soon as they walked to the entrance of the village, the villagers told Luo Jianjia that they were visiting guests at home.

When she walked to the door of the house, Luo Jianjia saw the horse tied outside the door, and she knew it was not Fanpin, and it was different from what she saw outside.

Could it be that Chu Wei Leng is back?

Just thinking about it, Luo Jianjia denied this idea.

Impossible, it is impossible for Chu Weilian to come back at this time.

Who can it be?

After pushing the door in, several people in the main room came out.

"Jianjia, are you back?" Zhao greeted him with a smile.

Luo Jianjia glanced at the Zhao family first, and then at the extra family members.

He was a man, about twenty years old, with a long stature, with a jade hairpin on his head, fine Songjiang cloth for his clothes, and black soap boots under his feet. From the perspective of dressing, the man should be of a rich family background.

There are folds on the clothes and dust on the soap boots. It can be seen that they have been on the way for a long time.

If there is something special, it is a sword pinned to the waist.

This person is not an ordinary person.

Luo Jianjia looked at it calmly and looked at Boss Chu and Zhao again. Seeing joy on their faces, he was relieved.

"Father, mother."

"Jianjia, this son is a friend of Brother Leng." Zhao introduced Luo Jianjia.

Chu Wei Leng's friend? Luo Jianjia was startled slightly.

"I have seen Mrs. Chu. But I am not a friend of Mr. Chu. My son and Mrs. Chu are in the barracks." Mo Feng replied.

It turned out to be a person from the border.

How is this going?

Why doesn't she remember that there is such a plot in the book.

Even though he thought so in his heart, Luo Jianjia was still very calm and said, "Hello."

Aunt Wang saw that there were guests in Chu Wei Leng's house, and the guests seemed to be indifferent, so she didn't bother them, and went out witty.

Then everyone went to the house.

"Jianjia, the young man said he had eaten the dried pork that you made, and wants you to make some more." Zhao said.

When I heard that it was because of eating, Luo Jianjia understood it instantly, no wonder the story was not in the book, it turned out to be specially for her.

Then, Mo Feng handed the banknote to Luo Jianjia and explained his master's request: "This is a hundred taels of banknotes. My son hopes his wife can make 20 catties of dried pork."

One hundred taels?

Not to mention Zhao and Chu boss, Luo Jianjia was stunned by this amount.

This is too much.

For 20 catties of dried pork, forty or fifty catties of meat is enough.

Twenty or thirty cents per catty of meat, plus some seasonings for making dried pork, two ounces of silver is enough for the cost alone.

One hundred taels of cash is enough for her to make one thousand catties of dried pork.

"It's too much, I don't need so much silver, two or two is enough." Luo Jianjia reacted first.

Although she likes money, she will not charge more because the other party has money, especially if this person is still Chu Weilian's friend.

The subordinates around his friend are so dignified, afraid that they are not ordinary people and can't be offended.

Mo Feng said, "Madam, you are polite. My son-in-law told me this way, and the rest of the silver is considered to be my wife's hard work."

Boss Zhao and Chu also reacted, staring at each other.

"It doesn't take so much hard work." Luo Jianjia refused again.

She was afraid that she was ashamed of all the hard work.

Mo Fengda was young and grew up in the capital, playing around among the royal family and nobles. He has seen a lot of people with sophistication, and he also has a lot of ability to know people. He knows that this family is an honest person, and he sincerely rejects it. Eating with your heart is not easy. The son is very grateful to Madam, and I hope Madam will not refuse."

Finally, he added: "Master Chu also knows about this."

As soon as this sentence came out, Zhao and Boss Chu felt relieved, and Luo Jianjia accepted it after thinking about it for a while.

Now that Chu Wei Leng knew and agreed, what could she do to be hypocritical.

"Okay, do you have any requirements for taste?"

"No, as long as it's not too spicy."

"Well, when do you need it?"

"Naturally, the sooner the better." After speaking, Mo Feng asked again, "When will Madam do it well?"

Hearing this, Luo Jianjia pondered for a moment, and said, "It will take half a day to do it as soon as possible."

Mo Feng thought for a while and asked: "Then I will pick it up tomorrow afternoon."

Luo Jianjia glanced at the man in front of him, and when he saw his look tired, he knew that he hadn't rested much along the way.

And from his words, he can also know that his son is really in a hurry.

"You can pick it up early tomorrow morning."

She can do it at night.

There was a hint of surprise in Mo Feng's eyes, and he bent over: "Thank you, Madam."

"You're welcome."

After speaking, Mo Feng took out a letter from his arms and handed it to her.

"This is a letter from Master Chu to the family."