The General’s Wife of the Buddhist Family

Wang Qingjue carefully took off Chu Weileng's shirt, trying not to touch the wound on his shoulder.

However, looking at the blood on Chu Weilian's shoulders, his eyes gradually deepened.

I don't know if it was accidental or deliberate.

If it is deliberate...

Wang Qingjue narrowed his eyes slightly.

Except for his good brother, he really can't think of anyone else.

Wang Qingjue's thoughts surged, but his face was calm as water.

Looking up at Chu Weileng in front of him, Wang Qingjue solemnly said: "Brother Chu, thank you very much this time."

Seeing that Wang Qingjue's movements were unfamiliar, Chu Wei raised his hand and pushed his hand, tearing his shirt by himself.

In the past three years, he did not know how many injuries he had suffered, and how many times he took his life from the hands of Lord Yan. This little injury is really nothing.

"Brother Wang is polite, it's just a matter of convenience."

After speaking, he took the porcelain bottle from the side and poured some wound medicine on his shoulder.

The moment the wound medicine fell on the wound, Chu Wei coldly closed his eyes, dripping sweat on his forehead.

This time it was a coincidence.

When everyone ate together at noon, Wang Qingjue complained that the food in the barracks was too unpalatable, like pig food, tasteless.

At that time, he thought of the two bottles of pickles that Roche had prepared for him.

After all, Wang Qingjue was able to receive these two bottles of pickles. Although he had eaten almost half of one bottle and was reluctant to give the other bottle to others, he still reluctantly gave up his love and prepared to send it to Wang Qingjue.

He wanted to send him to the tent, but he heard the people with the tent say that he was in the grove, so he walked toward the grove.

As soon as I saw Wang Qingjue, I saw an arrow shot from not far away.

His first reaction was to throw the bottle in his hand to block the arrow, but at that moment, he was not willing and rushed over.

Fortunately, he has eaten a lot of dried pork recently, and his strength seems to be a lot stronger, so that he can stop the arrow, but it is a pity that the arrow still scratches his shoulder.

"You are a handy hand, but it is a big deal to me." Wang Qingjue said.

Chu Weilian didn't know whether this happened deliberately or unintentionally, because a rabbit happened to pass by at that time.

He didn't want to get involved, he thought about it, and said, "Brother Wang, don't be so polite. You will be more careful in the future."

"Well, thank you Brother Chu for reminding me."

After Chu Wei Leng finished taking the medicine, he bandaged his shoulders quickly.

When he was about to put on clothes, Wang Qingjue saw the scar on his back and was shocked.

"Why are there so many scars on Brother Chu?"

Chu Weilian put on the broken shirt and said casually: "Remained on the battlefield."

Not only him, many people have scars.

Leaving scars is a trivial matter, but death is a major matter.

He is a powerless person, who wants to climb up is so easy.

If it were not for outstanding martial arts, he would not be selected to perform a mission in a neighboring country. Fortunately, he had a big life and returned alive.

Only then did he climb up to the class of scholars.

There is a moat between the civilians and the officials. It is difficult to cross them, and they will die forever.

Wang Qingjue had investigated Chu Weileng before, and naturally knew his experience and his abilities.

He also knew what kind of person General Wang was.

Chu Wei Leng is a decent man, not a flattering man.

It was not easy for him to climb to the current position as a civilian.

"You will be my brother from today, and I will cover you!" Wang Qingjue said.

Chu Weileng didn't take this sentence seriously. Although he saved Wang Qingjue today, it was indeed a trivial matter for him, and he didn't want to be greedy for merit.

"Brother Wang has seen you outside." Chu Wei said coldly. After he finished speaking, he took a bottle of pickled vegetables from the side and said, "Fortunately, the pickled vegetables are not broken. I heard you say that the food is tasteless at lunch, so I brought it to you. This is My wife prepared it for me, but it was brought to me by Brother Wang last time. If Brother Wang hadn't sent me food from my wife, I would not give Brother Wang pickles today."

Wang Qingjue took the pickled vegetables and looked down.

So, he was actually saved by pickles, was he saved by himself?

Wang Qingjue was about to say something. He glanced away and saw a book about children's literacy and enlightenment that Chu Wei was pressing under his pillow.

The corners of the book have already been rolled up, and it can be seen that I often flip through it on weekdays.

"I will teach Brother Chu to read from now on!" Wang Qingjue said.

Chu Weiling heard these words as soon as he put on his clothes. Following Wang Qingjue's gaze, he saw a corner of a book he had read countless times.

After reading it, he raised his head and looked at Wang Qingjue. Before he could speak, he heard another sentence from the other party.

"Brother Chu taught me how to shoot arrows?"

Chu Wei gave him a cold look and said, "Okay."

When she woke up the next day, Luo Jianjia went to work again.

Looking at the vegetables in Cai’s house, she planned to make two kinds of stuffing, one stuffing with cabbage vermicelli, and one stuffing with chives and eggs.

Both of these are relatively common fillings, and you can't go wrong.

Simple stuffing with chives and eggs.

Put some oil in the pan, beat in a few eggs, and scramble the eggs.

Choose a choice of leeks, wash and chop.

The scrambled eggs and chives are mixed together, and then the seasoning is added.

The stuffing of cabbage vermicelli is a bit more troublesome, mainly because cabbage is easy to produce water.

After the cabbage is chopped, put it in a basin and sprinkle some salt on it to kill the water inside. After waiting for some of the moisture to come out, Luo Jianjia found a clean white cloth, wrapped the cabbage, and squeezed out the moisture.

Boil the vermicelli, chop it, mix it with cabbage, and add seasoning.

Since the fillings are put in the scones, there is no need to put five-spice powder, sugar and the like.

However, Luo Jianjia intends to do some of both.

The previous one was based on a penny, the stuffing would increase the money, and the three penny would be two.

Zhao and Boss Chu were very happy to see that their daughter-in-law began to change the food at home again.

After it was done, the family tasted it first.

Zhao's and Chu Lao Nature had no opinion, and they kept complimenting them.

However, when they heard that Luo Jianjia was about to raise the price, they felt a little more worried.

"Others are cheaper than us. If we increase the price, will we not be able to sell it?"

Luo Jianjia said: "No, we don’t sell like them, we won’t sell it. When we went to sell, we stopped calling the scones and changed our name. The ones that don’t contain vegetables are called shortbread, with fillings. It’s called pie."

"Ah? Is this okay?" Zhao Shi and Boss Chu looked at each other.

"Well, yes, this will highlight the appearance of the food and distinguish it from others." Luo Jianjia said. In fact, she had long wanted to change her name, but she didn't find the right opportunity.

Zhao said: "Huh? But that's the case. You just prepared scones for Brother Leng before, but these are not the same as that in the back."

Luo Jianjia nodded: "Yes, although they are all baked, each has its own characteristics."

Boss Chu has been silent and raised a question: "In this case, don't others know that we are the first to sell scones?"

Hearing this question, Zhao cried slightly, and said, "Yes, Jian Jia, you obviously came up with this pancake, so if you change the name, others won't know that you did it."

For this question, Luo Jianjia didn’t care, saying: “Daddy, this pancake was not what I thought of. I read it in a book. Many people in the north eat this way, and Xiang Gong knows this. Not only for Xiang Gong. They are not made scones, nor are they shortbread and pies. I don’t know who made them first. Since I didn’t come up with it, there’s no need to emphasize this issue."

Hearing this explanation, Mr. Chu and Mr. Zhao looked at each other and didn't mention it again.

After eating and making the Liangpi, Luo Jianjia took the things to sell and went to town with Aunt Wang.

Luo Jianjia already has many regular customers. Seeing the extra fresh food, the price is not high, so he is willing to give it a try.

Because the price is not high, the pie is really delicious, and it sold out soon.

Seeing that they were selling well, Luo Jianjia didn't worry about going back, but went to buy some red beans and sugar, and prepared to make some sweet ones tomorrow.

This is also the inspiration from the last time selling shortbread, people here still like to eat more sweet, maybe the bean paste stuffing can sell well.

After returning home, before Luo Jianjia asked, Zhao told her about the things on the dock.

"Jianjia, the scones are all sold out, and the stuffed ones are good for sale. Those merchants wanted to take them away and didn't want to stay on the dock. Our pies were wrapped in greased paper, so they brought them. We will have more tomorrow. Do some?" Zhao said with a smile.

Luo Jianjia nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhao also told her what the guests said and which type of filling they preferred. After talking, she saw what Luo Jianjia bought and asked curiously: "Why did you buy so many red beans?"

Luo Jianjia said, "Well, my daughter-in-law plans to make some pie with red bean paste tomorrow."

Zhao's surprised: "Bean paste stuffing?"

"Yes, sweet."

Zhao likes to eat sweets. Upon hearing this, he immediately said, "This is a good idea."

The two were talking, and a voice rang out.

"Sister-in-law, are you at home?"

Zhao and Luo Jianjia looked over at the same time. Luo Jianjia was not very familiar with this person, and after careful identification, he remembered who it was.

The visitor is the village head’s wife, who is Li’s mother-in-law, Zhou’s.

"Brother sister, what are you doing here?" Zhao clan greeted him with a smile.

"It hasn't been a long time since I saw my sister-in-law. Come and see how my sister-in-law is doing these days." Zhou said with a smile.

"Thank you brother and sister for your concern, we are having a good time, sit down." After saying that, Zhao led Zhou to sit down in the hall.

After Zhou sat down, he looked at Luo Jianjia and said, "Look at how good Wei Leng's wife is, and how good he is."

"Hello, auntie," Luo Jianjia said.

Zhao said with a smile: "No, Brother Leng is gone, thanks to Jian Jia for taking care of me and his father at home."

Zhou followed Zhao's words and complimented Luo Jianjia a few words, and then continued to greet him, and specifically asked Zhao's daily life, expressing his concern for Zhao's and Chu's boss.

These days, Luo Jianjia and Aunt Wang often stayed together, and she did not hear much about these people and things in the village, and heard a lot of gossip from her.

The village chief’s wife, Zhou clan, is also a person that Wang Auntie would mention every day.

In the mouth of Aunt Wang, Zhou was the most snobbish person who could not climb the Temple of the Three Treasures.

Those who live well in the village are close to those who are poor, and those who are poor are ignored.

So, is she really just here to care about Zhao's life today?

After about a quarter of an hour, Luo Jianjia's doubts were answered, and Zhou finally changed the subject.

"I'm relieved to hear that my sister-in-law said that she was doing well." Zhou's expression was relieved, and then, her expression changed and she sighed.

When Zhao asked her why she sighed, Zhou said, "It's not my worry-free daughter-in-law."

Hearing this, Zhao didn't take it down, but looked back at Luo Jianjia.

Zhao had already known what Li did. Moreover, Li once wanted to marry his son, which was very embarrassing.

Zhou did not use them to express their opinions, and continued: "Now that she is pregnant, she throws up every day and can't eat anything."

Hearing this, Luo Jianjia raised her eyebrows. She thought, she probably knew why Zhou came here.

The Zhao family was embarrassed and kept not answering, saying: "It is very hard to carry a child, and it is not easy to be a mother."

"Isn't it? It was okay when I was pregnant with the eldest son, but it was uncomfortable when I was pregnant with the second child." Zhou said.

With that said, it is not easy for the two to be mothers.

In the end, Zhou’s decision made it clear: “I heard that my sister-in-law sold a food called Liangpi, which is cool and delicious. I don’t know if you can give me some.”

As if afraid that Zhao's disagreement, Zhou held Zhao's hand and said, "I really can't help it, so I came to trouble my sister-in-law."

The Zhao clan hadn't spoken yet, but the Zhou clan took the initiative to talk about what Li had done before.

"...I know she has done some silly things before, and I hope my sister-in-law will not be familiar with her. I am sorry that she is pregnant with our old Chu's child. Give her some cold skin."

"What did the younger brother and sister say? I'll go and give it to her." After that, the Zhao clan quickly gave Zhou clan the remaining copy of Duliangpi.

Until Zhou left, Zhao didn't feel that he was being calculated, and he felt distressed for Li: "Hey, it's not easy to be a mother. It's hard enough to get pregnant in October."

Luo Jianjia glanced at Zhao and said, "Auntie said that my sister-in-law started to vomit when she got up in the morning, and she hadn’t eaten all day. If she really eats cold skin, she can just go to the pier, so why bother? Just come to the house one day?"

Zhao stunned, and said: "Your aunt just said that because of what her daughter-in-law did before, I am embarrassed to go to our stall to buy it."

I'm embarrassed to buy it, so I'm embarrassed to ask for it?

These words deceived an honest person like Zhao.

Luo Jianjia said again: "It is the sister-in-law who is in conflict with us, not the big brother Dan, nor the aunt. No matter how bad, you can let other people in the village buy it back. Why didn't you go?"

As soon as these words came out, the Zhao clan was stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.