Chapter 8 Did you study cooking in the Hou Mansion before?
Chapter 8 You used to learn cooking skills in the Hou Mansion?
She first filled a bowl for Lu Jin, and then poured him a bowl of soup. She looked at him expectantly: "Ms. sir, try it and see how it tastes."
He just drank the medicine and his mouth was very bitter. Anyway, his body was already like this. Even if An Shuyao gave him poison, it wouldn't be able to stop him. At most, he would drag her to hell when he found out.
The bone soup was rich and fragrant. He took a sip. It tasted better than the one made by the royal chef in the palace. After drinking it, there was a feeling of warmth in his stomach, which made his internal organs less painful.
He pursed his lips slightly before saying, "It's okay."
When An Shuyao heard his compliment, she looked proud: "That's right, I've practiced before."
In addition, it is cooked with Lingquan water, and the flavor is several times that of ordinary ingredients.
Lu Jin was silent for a moment before asking: "You used to learn cooking skills in the Hou Mansion?"
After all, she grew up with a lot of pampering. Her parents and seven brothers used to dote on her to the heavens. If they couldn't pick the moon, I'm afraid their family would really want to try it, so they would be willing to let her go.
An Shuyao goes to learn cooking?
In the memory of the original owner, she did learn it before. Just like the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting she learned, she stopped learning it after a month. It can only be said to be a temporary interest.
She coughed softly: "It used to be delicious, and I wanted to make some pastries for my parents, so I went to learn it for a month. I may be a talented player, and I can learn everything quickly."
Lu Jin was silent and didn't speak. After lunch, Lu Jin went to bed to rest. To An Shuyao's surprise, someone knocked on her courtyard door.
"Is Mrs. Lu at home?"
An Shuyao went to open the door, and there stood Aunt Lin outside. She was holding a small basket in her hand, and beside her stood a thin, dark boy about seven years old.
An Shuyao was a little surprised: "Aunt Lin, why are you here?"
Aunt Lin pointed at the basket: "Hey, aren't these some radishes I grew at home? I was afraid that you wouldn't have enough vegetables to eat here, so I sent you some specially. The ones grown at home are cheaper, but the ones outside are too expensive."
What Aunt Lin said was true. It was indeed very expensive, but the radish was not cheap either. Moreover, she saw that the size of the radish was much better than those sold in the county.
An Shuyao smiled sheepishly: "How embarrassing."
Aunt Lin directly put it into her hand: "Take it, it's your first time here, the neighbors should take more care of you."
Seeing her like this, An Shuyao didn't refuse anymore. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Aunt Lin."
Aunt Lin waved her hand and looked inside: "Where is your husband-in-law?"
An Shuyao also looked at it: "He is not in good health and has rested."
Except for the village chief, no one has seen An Shuyao, her extremely mysterious husband.
"Okay then, I'll give you some radishes and I'll go back first." Aunt Lin said, patting the little boy's back: "Huzi, say goodbye to your sister Lu."
Lin Huzi glanced at An Shuyao, and a blush appeared on his little black face: "Goodbye, Sister Lu."
After watching them go away, An Shuyao took the carrot and closed the courtyard door.
She thought that she would go to the mountains to dig some yams and send them to Aunt Lin later.
Lu Jin was leaning on the bed, coughing slightly. He looked a little surprised. It had only been so long now, but she was still on good terms with the neighbors. An Shuyao shook the carrot with a proud expression: "A gift from Aunt Lin next door.
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"This time I don't have to just eat yam, I can change the taste."
She muttered and went to the kitchen. Lu Jin looked deep. In the past, An Shuyao had a high self-esteem and was arrogant. He didn't even bother to deal with ordinary people.
What's more, I talked and laughed with these country peasant women and got along very well.
Gradually, an idea came into his mind...
Could it be that she, like him, had escaped from being controlled?
An Shuyao cut the radish and prepared to stew it when she came back in the evening. She carried a basket on her back and a hoe and said hello to Lu Jin: "Sir, I'm going to dig yams in the mountain."
Lu Jin responded softly and continued to fall into his thoughts.
An Shuyao walked on the mountain road, her body light. The life here brought her back to the days when she lived with her grandfather in modern times. It was very simple and natural.
As she walked, she thought about it.
The vegetables here are very expensive and the food is very poor. In addition to medicinal seeds, there are many vegetable seeds and fruit plants in her space, all of which are not available here.
If you want to plant, you have to improve the soil here first.
Just based on the ground here, even if her seeds were soaked by the spiritual spring, the seeds would only last about ten days longer than ordinary seeds, let alone bear fruit.
She searched through the space with her consciousness, and soon an encyclopedia of crops appeared in her hand.
She bought this when she was collecting vegetable seeds. She didn't expect it to be useful now. She browsed through it very quickly and found that river mud and pond mud were needed to improve the soil, so she gave up the idea for the time being.
She planned to make money and then buy a large area of land for improvement later. She planned to use the wasteland at the entrance of the courtyard to grow vegetables.
Soon she arrived at the place where the wild yams grew. With the hoe, she dug much faster. She easily dug up about twenty yams. It wasn't until the area was scarce that she straightened up and looked around.
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There were a lot of messy plantains. This kind of herb was not very valuable. It was getting late, so An Shuyao decided to go back first. There were only about twenty of them, which weighed about forty or fifty kilograms.
At present, she is not short of money or food, so she wants to process the yams and sell them.
When she was going down the mountain, she met a girl. The girl was wearing beautiful rose-red clothes. She was fairer than ordinary girls, at least not as dark.
She also saw An Shuyao. Just when An Shuyao was thinking about saying hello, she snorted at An Shuyao and walked forward.
Sure enough, not everyone in this village is as cute as those aunts.
When she walked to the door, she saw Lu Jin who came to open the door for her. Her eyes lit up, she walked a little faster, and said with a smile: "Mr., did you come to open the door for me on purpose?"
Lu Jin held the door's hand for a moment, then turned around with a cold face: "No."
An Shuyao was a little disappointed: "Okay."
Then he became happy again: "I dug a lot of yams today, and I can sell them for a lot of money."
They talked and closed the door.
The girl in rose-red clothes turned her head when she heard An Shuyao's sweet voice.
The amazement in her eyes can never go away for a long time.
She didn't even know that her husband-in-law was so good-looking among the two new couples in the village. As she grew up, the best-looking couple she had ever seen was the scholar from the neighboring village.
But compared with the little husband I saw just now, the sky is like the sky and the earth is like the earth!