The General’s Wife of the Buddhist Family

Wang Qingjue didn't expect to hear these words, and looked at Chu Weileng in surprise.

However, thinking of looking at his dirty letter paper that day, and thinking of his life experience, I suddenly understood.

As Chu Weilian, it would be nice to know a few words.

He was bewildered by Chu Weilian's appearance and force.

Seeing his nonchalant appearance in Yushu Linfeng, those who don't know will think that it is the son of the son, and the force is admirable.

Wang Qingjue walked back again, stuffed the pork **** in his hands into his mouth, wiped the oil from his hands on the clothes, and took the letter in Chu Weilen's hand.

Before reading the letter, Wang Qingjue thought that he would see a letter similar to that of Chu Wei Leng that day, but was immediately beaten in the face after reading it.

What a beautiful word!

Although I don't know what pen I used to write it, but from the perspective of the font, the writing is good and smooth.

Chu Weilen thought that Wang Qingjue was surprised by the letter, and explained: "Ah, brother Wang laughed. There is no money at home, so the lady Xu wrote it with a branch dipped in ashes at the bottom of the pot."

Wang Qingjue glanced at Chu Weileng and asked, "Brother Chu's lady has read a book?"

"Well, her ancestors have been talented people."

Wang Qingjue nodded and read the content of the letter.

He found that Mrs. Chu should be a very calm person, unable to read a trace of love between the lines, as if she was confessing official business.

After reading it, Wang Qingjue handed the letter to Chu Weileng.

Chu Wei Leng stared at the letter the whole time. He had a good brain, and after reading it, he found that he knew a few more words.

"What kind of person is Brother Chu's lady?" Wang Qingjue was really curious.

Through the letter, he really couldn't imagine what kind of person the other party was.

Although Chu Weiling was very grateful to Wang Qingjue for helping him bring back a few kilos of dried pork and family letters, he did not know Wang Qingjue very well. Moreover, the two people are of different origins, not the same.

Therefore, regarding Wang Qingjue's question, Chu Wei said coldly: "An ordinary woman."

"Ordinary woman?" Wang Qingjue was surprised, "Then why did you two get married?"

"It's just going to live with you." Chu Wei said coldly and concisely.

Wang Qingjue was a little surprised.

With Chu Weilian's appearance and ability, let alone marrying a literate woman, even in the family of officials and officials in the capital, there will be people who want to marry the concubine in the family to him.

Seeing him look like he doesn't want to talk more, is it possible that he doesn't like that woman, because his parents married him?

Wang Qingjue thought of the previous investigation again. Chu Weilian left home on the wedding night... If a man doesn't even want the bridal chamber... Is it possible that the woman looks extremely ugly?

Wang Qingjue subconsciously stuffed a piece of dried pork into his mouth.

Chewing delicious food, Wang Qingjue thought again, ugly is ugly, at least the cooking skills are good, and he has read books, which is not too bad.

"Brother Chu, marry a wife and marry a virtuous woman, his wife is a good girl, and she is filial to his in-laws. She is a good girl." Wang Qingjue said with a touch of comfort.

Just as Chu Wei Leng folded the letter and put it in his arms, he heard this.

Hearing words of praise for his wife from a man's mouth, this feeling seems not very good.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the other person say: "Man, it's a big deal to take a few intimate concubines in the future."

Chu Wei glanced at him coldly and said: "Then it's not necessary, Chu has no plans for this for the time being."

He didn't even think about concubine, and there was no one around him who did it.

However, he can also understand Wang Qingjue's thoughts, after all, he himself is a concubine's waiter.

However, Wang Qingjue felt that Chu Weilian's image in his heart was much better.

Marrying a woman who doesn't like it, she didn't expect to divorce her and marry another, and she was so dedicated. Few men in the world can do his job.

In the blink of an eye, it was November, and it was getting colder and colder, and it was almost two months since Chu Wei left coldly.

After waking up in the morning, Luo Jianjia glanced out the window.

Looking at the gloomy weather outside, he sighed slightly.

The humid weather in the south is really uncomfortable.

In the past half month, the clothes have become thicker and harder to dry, and the bedding has been soaked in water, clammy and clammy.

She really wants to use a hot water bottle, but unfortunately there is no one here.

She had heard that there were copper kettles for warming feet, but it was a pity that poor people couldn't afford it, and she was not willing to buy them.

Luo Jianjia lay on the bed for another quarter of an hour and got up.

The room is wet and cold, so it's better to go outside, it will be more comfortable outside.

Pushing the door open, Zhao was already cleaning the yard.

The wind blew all night last night, and now all the leaves are falling in the yard.

However, unlike in the north, the leaves of the trees falling in the south are still green. Even though it’s now in November, and the Chinese New Year will be less than two months away, the leaves will not turn yellow, and they will still look lush.

"Mother, good morning."

"Hey, Jian Jia, you are up."

After saying hello, Luo Jianjia went to wash, and after washing, he went to feed the chickens.

For more than half a month, Luo Jianjia hasn't improved his diet anymore. He just eats and drinks every day, very relaxed.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people buying Liangpi. Originally, she planned to stop selling Liangpi, but this kind of food fell in the town to the point where it could only sell more than ten copies a day. It suddenly stabilized and stopped falling. , She continued to sell.

The situation on the wharf is better than in the town. Many of the people coming and going on the wharf are new merchants, and these people are more interested in fresh food, so Liangpi can maintain around 20 servings.

In this case, the two sides can sell forty copies a day, earning more than one hundred articles, and they are still the bulk of the food.

Sales of tea eggs are also stable.

However, scones are not as good as before.

Scones are so simple. If you don’t know how to make it at the beginning, you will gradually learn it after eating it a few times.

This thing does not have much technical content, whether it is baked in an oven or baked on a pan, it can achieve such an effect.

There are more and more imitators, and the sales of their scones are gradually decreasing.

Luo Jianjia feels that the profit of scones is not high, and only one penny can be sold for one penny, and only a penny can be earned by selling several pancakes. Unlike Liangpi, Liangpi can earn a couple of pennies.

In addition, it has no technical content, and it will be a matter of imitation sooner or later, so it doesn't take it seriously.

She thought, if the sales volume is low, it will not be sold, and it will save trouble to do it.

In this case, they can now earn more than two hundred wen a day, which hasn't reached three hundred wen for a long time.

Although the weather was bad and gloomy, the rain never came down. When it was almost time, Luo Jianjia and Aunt Wang went to town.

As soon as he arrived in town today, the dog left secretly said something to Luo Jianjia.

"Sister-in-law, it's okay. In the morning, I watched the town’s top wealthy widow’s house and started selling scones. For three cents, many people were queuing at the door."

This is what Luo Jianjia knew, the third one in town.

"Huh?! Someone sells scones again? These people are really annoying. They don't know how to cook and they like to imitate others! What a shame!" Aunt Wang cursed.

The leftover dog said: "It's not because my sister-in-law's food business is doing so well. Many people are jealous."

Aunt Wang said, "Bah, the things that are rotten to you!"

Luo Jianjia knew this would happen for a long time, and said very calmly, "Thank you for telling me about this."

After speaking, she handed a sweet scone to the dog leftover.

"Sister-in-law, why are you not in a hurry? I heard that you have leftover scones before they are sold out in the past few days." The leftover dog said anxiously.

Luo Jianjia said: "Because it's useless to be anxious, scones are very simple, and we are very common in the north of the Dali Dynasty. Sooner or later, someone else will sell them."

She sold well before, but no one here sells it.

No one sells it, doesn't mean they don't know this kind of food.

The dog left puzzledly asked: "Where is Liangpi? Is there any other place? Why is no one imitating it?"

Luo Jianjia said: "There are also elsewhere, but cooking is novel, and few people know it, so no one imitates it."

The dog nodded seemingly.

Because there is another shop selling scones, and they are cheaper than her, today they sell scones even worse, leaving five or six.

Aunt Wang kept cursing, seeing that she was in Chu’s village immediately, and seeing that Luo Jianjia was still not angry, she couldn’t help asking: "Jiajia, are you planning to do this? They sell so cheaply. If this continues, ours The business has been robbed."

Luo Jianjia said: "Auntie, don't worry, the cost of scones is there, they won't be too cheap."

She has made the price very low, and when she goes on the path of small profits but quick turnover, if others want to make money, they will definitely not sell too cheap.

The money widow must be at a loss today.

At the door, Luo Jianjia gave Aunt Wang some scones.

Not only did this happen in the town, but also on the dock, but after all, what she did had a power bonus, and there were more people working on the dock, so the situation was better than in the town.

When I counted the money in the evening, I only made two hundred and forty-three pens today, which is ten less than yesterday.

Both Zhao's and Chu Boss were a little anxious.

"Jianjia, what can I do? Our scones have not sold well before." Zhao asked.

"Yes, there is another one on the pier today." Chu Lao Dadao, "what shall we do?"

This is the fourth person today to talk about this issue in front of Luo Jianjia.

She thought, scones are not the same as Liangpi, they are just like steamed buns noodles, they are very popular.

It used to be because no one here sells them, so they can occupy the market.

Now that everyone sees that the scones are ready for sale, they will naturally come to sell them.

Gradually, it really became a popular thing like steamed bun noodles.

There is nothing to force, just let the flow go.

Moreover, she has confidence in what she has made and her own golden fingers. No matter how many people sell it, many people will come to buy it from her.

Now I have more than 50 taels of silver on hand, and there will still be some left after he leaves. I earn more than 200 yuan a day, which is almost the same.

She didn't want to do anything.

However, looking at the anxious look of Zhao's and Chu's boss, she thought, otherwise, we should do something.

"Why don't we add some stuffing to it?"

"Add stuffing?" Zhao asked in surprise, "Shall we add vegetables to it now?"

Although the town only sells single biscuits, at the pier, there are still a few biscuits and add some potato shreds and other dishes.

Luo Jianjia shook his head and said, "It's not that kind, it's like a steamed bun, with stuffing inside the cake."

What she wants to do is a common food, pie.

She has gone from a simple scone to a pie with vegetables, and then to a shortbread, now a pie.

"This is a good idea, let's try it tomorrow." Zhao said excitedly.

"Um."

Both Zhao's and Chu's boss were relieved, and went to bed after speaking.

We talked very happily here, but they were very nervous in the military camp thousands of miles away.

At this moment, Chu Wei Leng was sitting in the tent, his brows frowned slightly, and blood was constantly flowing out of his left shoulder.