The next morning, it was dark when Chu Yunli got up. Maybe it was because she was used to waking up at this time, or maybe she couldn't sleep well at all.
The quilt was too thin, the bed board was too hard, the night was too cold, and there was a musty smell, and it seemed that it hadn't been long since her high bed had soft pillows.
With the faint light of the sky, she walked around the houses again and walked to the house where He Dachuan and his wife used to live. When she went out, she glanced at a corner of yellowed paper on the roof.
There are not many scholars nowadays, so paper appearing in ordinary farmers' homes is a bit unusual no matter how you look at it. She moved the jar of pickles on the side and put it on the table, stepped on it, reached out and took out a square stacked one.
Paper.
After unfolding it and looking at it for a long time, I barely recognized that it was a braised pork recipe. I remembered that He Dachuan disappeared because he was delivering goods to the county. Maybe he brought this back, but he didn't tell his family for some reason.
Maybe there was not enough time... When he was carried back, half of his body was covered in blood and he had been dead for a long time.
When she went out, she saw Mr. He Yang standing in the yard and looking into the house. Chu Yunli frowned slightly. That was the fault of the fence. She didn't even need to open the door and just walked in.
"Auntie, what's wrong?" Chu Yunli asked directly and politely.
He Yang smiled awkwardly, "Da Ya has moved back. I've been used to coming here every day this year, but I forgot about it when I woke up this morning."
Chu Yunli smiled half-heartedly, "Auntie, this is my home now. You should change this habit. If I lose something... you won't be able to tell."
He Yang waved his hand, "I'm not that kind of person. It has nothing to do with me if I lose something."
Chu Yunli raised her eyebrows, "Then where are the chairs in my house and the pots and pans in the kitchen? Do you want me to go to your house and see if anything looks familiar?"
He Yang choked and looked at the sky, "I'm going back to make breakfast."
After saying that, he ran away quickly. It looked like he was running away.
Speaking of making breakfast, Chu Yunli still nibbled a small steamed bun yesterday morning and didn't eat lunch or dinner. At this moment, she felt sour in her stomach, which made her feel panicked.
She turned around and closed the door. The house was still unlocked. Many people in Shanghe Village did not lock their doors. It was not that there were no thieves, but that there were basically people watching at home. For example, at He Dajiang's house next door, although He Yang wanted to
She went to the field with the man, but her eldest daughter-in-law was in confinement and was at home all day.
It seems that we need to buy a lock. It would be better to make the fence higher and strengthen it.
A man left the village and found a small forest not far away. Sure enough, he saw Feng An again.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Chu Yunli asked with a smile.
Feng An shook his head and took out a paper bag from his arms, "Here you can eat."
Chu Yunli took it and opened it. Inside were warm steamed buns, similar to the ones Yang steamed yesterday. They were two small ones. She picked them up and said, "Have you eaten them?"
Feng An looked at the steamed buns and said, "Eat it!"
You could tell by his tone that he hadn't eaten, so Chu Yunli stuffed one into him, "Let's share it, or I won't eat it."
Feng An smiled, revealing his white teeth, his brows and eyes bright, and his whole person seemed to be brighter. Chu Yunli's heart skipped a beat. The person in front of him didn't know how long she had been thinking about him. She wanted to reach out and hug him, but then
He restrained himself, his eyes were a little hot, "I'll find a matchmaker to propose marriage when I get back, okay?"
Hearing this, Feng An's smile faded slightly, "So what... I want to leave for a while."
Chu Yunli was curious, "Where to go?"
Feng An hesitated a little and said in a low voice, "Wanjia in the town is looking for someone to deliver goods to the county town. They can give you one or two silver for a trip and a month's return."
One tael of silver is worth the price.
But it is indeed dangerous. If you are unlucky and encounter a bandit, it is hard to say whether you can escape unscathed.
Chu Yunli frowned, "Can you please not go?"
"I want to go." Feng An said in a serious tone, "I can't marry you empty-handed."
Looking at the stubborn person in front of him, Chu Yunli felt complicated. He recalled the time when Feng Shaoan insisted on solving the adoptive parents' matter by himself and went into the mountains alone. It can be considered an improvement, at least now he knows how to negotiate.
Could it be that...he also remembers her?
Chu Yunli looked into his eyes, "You have never thought about getting a wife, why did you agree when I asked you to marry me?"
Feng An frowned slightly, as if in deep thought, and shook his head for a while, "I don't know, when you asked me, I was thinking that if I get married in this life, my wife must be you."
Chu Yunli was a little disappointed, as if she was thinking about her, but others had forgotten her. However, she should be grateful and grateful that we could still meet each other in this world. She smiled at the moment, "I'll find a way for you."
Please don’t go, okay?”
Feng An nodded hesitantly, and the two of them walked quickly and soon reached the town.
Several surrounding villages come to Ping'an Town for the market. Even if there is no market today, as we approach the town, there are many farmers carrying baskets and firewood poles walking back and forth. There are even vegetables and breakfast vendors in the town.
stall.
As we walked along, the noodle stalls selling noodles on the roadside were fragrant, and the smell of them made our mouths water. Chu Yunli couldn't help herself, so she pulled Feng An to sit down and asked, "How do you sell noodles?"
The stall owner was a woman in her forties. She smiled and said, "Four pieces of plain food, seven pieces of meat."
Feng An spoke before her, "Just a bowl with meat."
Chu Yunli raised her eyebrows, looked at him, smiled, and said loudly, "Two bowls of plain food."
Feng An's face was full of emotion, but also a little ashamed, "I will let you eat noodles with meat in the future."
Chu Yunli laughed, and was touched by his thoughts. No matter how the world changed, his thoughts for her never changed.
The noodles were served soon. The ordinary large bowl was quite satisfactory and not too full. It was enough for Chu Yunli, but it might not be enough for a strong and serious worker. Feng An was definitely not full.
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The two of them walked around the West Street. Most of them were farmers from the village selling vegetables, and there were two stalls selling meat. The purse in Chu Yunli's hand contained only forty coins, and the noodles cost eight dollars.
Wen, I haven’t bought anything at home yet.
Therefore, the most important thing now is money.
For her, the easiest way is to go into the mountains to dig some medicinal materials, but before she can go into the mountains, she has to bring pots, pans and food back today. If possible, she also wants to buy a quilt and a chair
, and put on two more clothes.
Ping'an Town is divided into East and West Streets. After shopping on West Street, she simply went to East Street. In her limited memory, Ping'an Town did not have braised pork or other food. After asking Feng An, she found out that Ping'an Town only had braised pork.
Boil the salt and slice it into cold dishes. So, that recipe gave her inspiration.
She took the remaining thirty-two coins to the medical clinic, prepared some medicinal materials, then went to West Street just now to buy some things, then pulled a piece of cloth to wrap the medicinal materials, and then went to the largest safety store in town.
Restaurant.
Feng An accompanied her all the way. Although he was full of doubts about her buying a bunch of medicinal materials with money that seemed useful but were actually useless, he didn't ask any more questions.
Chu Yunli went to the kitchen and persuaded the steward to ask for a pot of water and throw the medicine packet in. After a while, the aroma came out along with the steam.
When she left the restaurant, Chu Yunli held five taels of silver in her hand, as well as a deed written by Ping An Restaurant and her. From now on, she will prepare the braised soup at Ping An Restaurant, and all dishes made from the braised soup will be divided into 10%.
Give her the benefit. On the contrary, Chu Yunli is not allowed to dispense medicine to others.
A 10% profit is actually not much. People nowadays attach great importance to this recipe. If used well, this recipe can support a large family. Of course, Ping An Restaurant is willing to share the profits instead of buying it outright.
, can be considered a kind owner.
With these five taels of silver, Chu Yunli went to buy pots, pans, food, two chairs, went to the cloth store to pull cloth, and bought two quilts. That was about it. A lot of them.
The two of them could carry the things, but it was difficult to walk. Feng An asked her to wait at the entrance of the town and quickly went to catch the ox cart.
"I borrowed it." Feng An smiled and moved all kinds of things up, "There is a brother who lives in the East Village, and I accidentally saved him once."
Chu Yunli gave him the buns she bought and said, "Eat before you leave."
The two of them shared the steamed buns and then got on the ox cart back to the village. Occasionally they saw a few people along the way, but neither of them knew them and they didn't want to sit on them, so the two of them headed all the way to Shanghe Village.
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When you get to Shanghe Village, you will pass by the intersections of many villages. The further you go, there are almost no people there. However, when you pass by the intersection of Dujia Village, you hear shouts and curses. When you look up, you see the branch road.
Not far away, a group of people gathered around, punching and kicking people on the ground.
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