After settling down their parents and girls, Wang Xian and Wang Gui returned to Fuyang.
The Hou family has moved to the Hou family's house. As expected, my mother has a clever plan. The Hou family does not object to this at all, and even hires a maid and a mother-in-law to take care of her. So that night, Wang Gui will go to live in the new house.
, he reluctantly took Wang Xian's hand and said: "Erlang, you two should come and live together..."
"There are regulations in the yamen that I have to live in an official's residence." Wang Xian shook his head of course.
"Sigh..." Wang Gui's eyes were red and he said, "Yesterday we were one big family, but now we have to split into three parts. It's really uncomfortable..."
"When we part ways, we get together again. Relax, brother," Wang Xian comforted him and said, "I will come over to see you from time to time." The two brothers said goodbye at the dock, and then went their separate ways.
Wang Xian no longer returns to his old home. When he went to Hangzhou, he had already arranged for Shuai Hui and Liu Erhei to help Lin Qing'er move the boxes and cages to the staff dormitory.
When he returned to the dormitory, it was already dark. Wang Xian saw a row of lights in the courtyard. Thinking that one of them was lit for him, his heart suddenly felt warm and soft...
But when he saw his yard, he was scared to death... and saw a thick smoke rising into the sky!
Someone actually set a fire! He was so frightened that he rushed into the house like an arrow. He saw thick smoke coming from the kitchen. When he looked carefully, he saw that it was Sister Lin who was lighting the fire...
Wang Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He quickly pulled Sister Lin out of the kitchen, who was coughing profusely. Then he stared at the smoke-filled stove for a while, and finally escaped because he was choked. He had never made a fire, so who would have known?
what to do?
Lin Qing'er's face was covered with black ash, and her eyes were choked to pieces. She couldn't do anything when she saw Wang Xian, and she was so anxious that she almost cried...
Fortunately, at this time, a fat neighbor thought her house was on fire, so she came over to see what was going on. Upon seeing this, she took out most of the firewood from the stove, and then yanked the bellows a few times, and the thick smoke gradually subsided.
…
The fat aunt turned around and looked at the two of them as if they were idiots and said, "Why are you putting so much firewood in there?"
Lin Qing'er was so embarrassed that she hid behind Wang Xian. Wang Xian laughed awkwardly and said: "I've never cooked before, it's my first time to make a fire..."
The fat aunt didn't believe it: "She is so old, but she can't make a fire?"
"I used to eat ready-made food at home." Wang Xian scratched his head and wondered whose wife was so stupid? He quickly humbly asked for advice on the correct way to light a fire.
The fat aunt taught him the key to making a fire step by step. Remembering that there was still a pot sitting in her house, she also told him not to set the house on fire, so she left uneasy.
After sending away the kind-hearted nagging aunt, Wang Xian turned around and saw Lin Qing'er sitting on the threshold of the kitchen with her knees in her arms, sobbing softly.
"Sister, why are you crying?" Wang Xian walked over and sat down side by side with her.
"I'm useless, wuwu..." Lin Qing'er's little face looked like two white tears appeared, and she sobbed: "Seeing that the house is packed, and there are ready-made ingredients, I want to give it to you.
Let's make dinner." Maybe she felt too embarrassed, so she covered her face with her hands and said, "It turned out that I had been studying for a long time, but I forgot to learn how to make a fire..."
"Isn't this what you learned?" Wang Xian smiled helplessly and could only comfort him. "No one is born with it..."
"Yeah." Sister Lin cheered up, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and said with a completely discolored face: "Just wait, I'll cook right now!"
"Forget it." Wang Xian quickly grabbed her and said, "It's a housewarming tonight, let's go to a restaurant to celebrate."
"Oh..." When Lin Qing'er heard this, she was immediately relieved. She was not greedy, but was too afraid of cooking. But thinking of my mother's instructions, she shook her head and said, "But mother said, don't spend money indiscriminately."
"It is natural for people to eat when they are hungry." Wang Xian said with a smile: "Besides, if I go to someone's house to eat to give him face, who will charge for it?" Then he pulled Sister Lin and said, "Go and wash your face.
Let’s go have a big dinner.”
"It's better not to live for nothing. It's not easy for people to make some money," Lin Qing'er said, "Besides, it will be troublesome in the future if you owe someone a debt of gratitude."
"That's what my sister said." Wang Xian chuckled.
Lin Qing'er didn't say anything anymore. She went into the room and washed her face. When she came out, she had already changed into men's clothes. Although she looked like a Xibei at first glance, it was just for the convenience of entry and exit, and she didn't really want to cover up others' eyes.
Wang Xian looked at this handsome young man and said with a smile: "It's really unique."
Lin Qing'er rolled her eyes at him, clasped her fists and said harshly: "Little brother Lin Qing, please give me your name."
"My surname is Ni, and my courtesy name is husband." Wang Xian cupped his fists and answered with a smile.
"You know how to take advantage of others..." Lin Qing'er started to get angry. Since the Song Dynasty, couples have been called husband and wife. Later, when the Song Dynasty moved south, this title was also spread to Hangzhou.
"It's a matter of time." Wang Xian laughed, held hands with her and went out, locked the courtyard door, and arrived at Yaqian Street in a few steps.
The lights on Yaqian Street are bright and the night market is bustling. Of course, it is incomparable to Hangzhou. Lin Qing'er quickly took out her hand and asked: "Brother, where should we go to eat?"
"This is the one." Wang Xian took her into a restaurant and said with a smile, "The three fresh hot pot here is one of a kind."
"Otherwise, Wang Guanren is a connoisseur of food." When he saw Wang Xian, the fat shop owner hurriedly came out from behind the counter to welcome him, with a smile on his face and said: "When I was a cook in Hangzhou, even Mr. Tai Tai
Everyone has eaten my three-fresh hotpot!" He is the brother of Zhu Dachang who buys meat. His name is Zhu Dayu. He used to work as a cook in a hotel in Hangzhou City. Later, he saved some money and returned to his hometown to open this restaurant.
Naturally, he repeatedly boasted about his experience in cooking in the provincial capital.
By the way, Sima Qiu's concubine Ruhua is his and Zhu Dachang's sister...
"Just brag." Wang Xian debunked him and said, "I met Mr. Nisi during the Lantern Festival, and he said he has always been a vegetarian."
"The villain is talking about the former boss..." Boss Zhu replied with a smile, and the two of them laughed.
After finishing laughing, Boss Zhu invited Wang Xian to a private seat on the second floor. Everyone in this business is very discerning. Naturally, he saw that Lin Qing'er was a woman, so he didn't ask any questions and only talked to Wang Xian.
"Besides the hot pot, let's watch some side dishes." Wang Xian ordered: "Go next door to buy a pound of plum wine."
"The store next door is closed..." the shop assistant said stupidly.
"You won't knock the door open! You said Wang Guanren wants to have a drink, let them do what they want!" Zhu Dayu kicked the waiter downstairs, and smiled at Wang Xian: "I just came here, I need training.
"Then there's no need for a waiter to bring the hot pot to you personally.
A hot pot is a hot pot, but it uses a copper-skinned pot with a big belly and thin legs. It has a polished lid with flexible copper handles at both ends. The bottom of the pot is made of bamboo charcoal, a specialty of Fuyang. Bamboo charcoal is smokeless and
It can avoid the embarrassment of smoky fire.
Zhu Dayu opened the lid of the pot, and there was a layer of chicken, a layer of duck, and a layer of meat inside. They were all cut into neat long strips and arranged very cleverly. They were not scattered in the boiling soup.
There are also winter bamboo shoots and shiitake mushrooms embellished in it, which are light and plump, capturing the essence of Chinese cuisine.
Zhu Dayu served more than a dozen exquisite snacks and snacks. At this time, the plum wine also arrived, so the two of them started drinking over the hot pot. They no longer had to worry about getting home late or my mother would scold them if they ate too much wine. It was really
Endless fun.
After finishing the meal and going downstairs, Wang Xian smiled at Zhu Dayu and said, "How much is it."
Zhu Dayou refused and said: "It's money or not. Officials come to eat in small shops to give the small shops face."
"You still have to pay." Wang Xian took out a pile of treasure notes from the boot page and said with a smile: "One code equals another. If you don't accept the money, I won't come to eat again."
"Look what you said..." Zhu Dayu had no choice but to accept it reluctantly and sent Wang Xian all the way out of the store. But he cursed in his heart, it doesn't matter if you pretend to be honest, I will send it to you tomorrow.
Put on a door bag...
After walking far away, Lin Qing'er suddenly smiled and said: "I thought you were going to eat the King's meal, but in the end you didn't know how to pay."
"Isn't it my sister's good teaching?" Wang Xian smiled and grabbed her little hand and said, "How should I be rewarded?"
"Let me cook you a hearty breakfast tomorrow..." Lin Qing'er smiled.
"Uh... that's great..." Wang Xian felt a stomach ache when he thought of Lin Qing'er's dark cuisine. But in order not to dampen her enthusiasm, he felt that he should endure it silently.
Both of them had been busy all day, but when they came home and wanted to take a bath, they were dumbfounded. How could they take a bath without hot water? Wang Xian usually went to the bathhouse to take a bath, and he didn't feel any inconvenience. But now that the bathhouse was closed, he couldn't take a bath.
There is no women's bathhouse here, so I can only take a shower at home...
Staring for a moment, Wang Xian slapped his thigh and said: "Boat water!" There was a water tank in the yard, which was filled by Erhei. There were still embers in the stove, so he added firewood according to the fat aunt's method, and Lin Qing
The child gently pulled the bellows, and sure enough, the fire became more and more prosperous, and the red color reflected the two people's faces.
The two of them cheered like children.
Letting Lin Qing'er watch the fire, Wang Xian went to the west room to find a bathtub. Although his nest was small, everything in the house was the best that could be bought in Fuyang County, and the water was brand new. For example,
The bath bucket was made of freshly cut and dried pine wood, with almost no scars. Wang Xian washed it with cold water and placed it in the main room. At this time, the water was boiling, and Wang Xian took a bucket and poured it in.
The scent of pine wood is overwhelming.
He picked up a bucket of hot water and a bucket of cold water, stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, and said in a long voice: "Madam, you can take a bath..."
Lin Qing'er had already found a change of clothes, blushed and pushed Wang Xian out, then bolted the door and said, "No peeking."
Wang Xian was locked out of the house, and all he could see was the silhouette of the beauty printed on the window by the light. He could see her every move as she undressed and took off her clothes so clearly, but he couldn't see anything. He was so anxious that he scratched his head and looked for cracks in the window. Unfortunately,
In order to please him, the people below spent a lot of money to hire carpenters to re-drill the doors and windows, but there was no crack at all.
Wang Xian remembered the scene on TV again, and quickly wet his fingers with saliva and poked them into the window paper. Little did he know that there were several layers of thick gauze on the window that could not be penetrated...