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Chapter 090 Mr. Accountant's Mr.

Tang Shijin stayed in the county town for most of the day, and it was already 16 o'clock when he came back.

As soon as he came back, he saw Yan Baiwei sitting in the courtyard. When he saw her coming back, he nodded... He was very calm and unmoving, but his long eyelashes were drooping, and he always felt a bit resentful.

It's like the little bird waiting for food has not been eaten by worms.

Tang Shijin was amused by his own brain supplies, laughed a few times, and called on He Yuanxiao to unload the things, which were piled high in the kitchen.

"Shall we put it in the house?" He Yuanxiao said, "Don't let anyone steal it."

Tang Shijin smiled and said: "At this time, if someone dares to come to my house to steal things, then I really admire his courage."

He Yuanxiao thought so too.

Tang Shijin washed his hands and started cooking with great interest.

She just discovered today that there is a cumin seller at this time, but the name is not cumin, but fennel. She bought a big bag of ribs and asked someone to chop them into pieces as long as one finger, and prepare them.

Make a pot of cumin pork ribs.

Wash it first, find a big basin, put light soy sauce, salt, sugar, green onions, and ginger and marinate for half an hour. Of course, a little Lingquan water is added, and a lot of green onions are also mixed in.

Then put it in the pan and fry it. When it is cooked, take it out and filter the oil. Add the onion and ginger to the pan and stir-fry until cooked. Add the ribs, cumin powder and chili powder and stir-fry over low heat until it is evenly stirred. Then you can start the pan.

While she was marinating the ribs, she stewed a large pot of mapo tofu and stir-fried a small dish of shredded radish, which no one else would eat except her.

As soon as the food was served, He Yuanxiao put down his chopsticks and reached out to grab it.

Yan Baiwei followed calmly.

Mr. Peach Blossom originally wanted to put on a show, but when he saw that he couldn't keep up, he immediately put down his chopsticks and told Brother Lei: "It's true celebrities who have their own style. Only great heroes can show their true colors. There are no rules or anything like that."

It’s for outsiders to see, so you don’t need to be so particular about it at home.”

As soon as he grabbed it and nibbled it, Tang Shijin felt that his eye-catching degree immediately decreased.

Cumin itself has a unique taste, a tongue-piercing aroma, the fried ribs have a crispy outer layer, and the meat is tender and tender. When you pull a bone to the end, your mouth is full of meat. Even Tang Shijin ate three of them in a row.

The others fought over each other to eat up the whole basket of ribs, and then started to eat something else.

There is a layer of oil on the mapo tofu, so it won't get cold even if you eat it after a while. Moreover, this dish is numb, spicy, fresh and fragrant. The soup is salty and rich, with a mellow taste. The tofu is so tender that it can be broken into pieces with the tip of your tongue. There is also

The golden meat filling has clear grains when you eat it, but it melts in your mouth...

It goes perfectly with rice.

The family finished a large pot of white rice.

While cleaning up, He Yuanxiao hiccupped so much that he waved his hand: "Don't move, I'll wash the dishes. I have to move around, otherwise I won't be able to sleep at night."

Tang Shijin said to him: "I want to cut some bamboos and make two bamboo deck chairs."

He Yuanxiao said: "Tomorrow, hiccup, I will make it up for you. What kind of hiccup do you want?"

Tang Shijin jumped over fiercely, and He Yuanxiao screamed in fright, almost stepping into the pool.

Tang Shijin bent over with a smile and grabbed him: "Do you still want to fight?"

He Yuanxiao was stunned and felt it: "It seems...not fighting?"

Before he finished his sentence, through the open wood door, he saw several people hurriedly coming this way.

It was still dark at this time, so Tang Shijin came over and said with a smile: "Uncle Chief, Uncle He, why are you here? Come in and sit down!"

He Lizheng was startled when he heard He Yuanxiao yelling just now. Later, when he heard Tang Shijin laugh, he realized that the two were making a fuss.

The two of them came in.

He didn't even go into the house and sat in the courtyard. Others didn't even dare to enter the courtyard and just waited at the door.

He Lizheng said: "Jin Yatou, what happened is that He Dazhuang has also received his retribution now. Let's discuss whether we should perform a ritual for your grandmother to appease her and send her to reincarnation?"

Tang Shijin thought for a moment: "That's right. I'm young and don't understand these things. What do you think should be done?"

He Lizheng said: "There's nothing wrong. I'll ask your aunt to come over and help when the time comes."

Tang Shijin asked: "Who are you inviting?"

He Lizhengdao: "It's a goddess who lives in the county, Ma Banxian. She said she was enlightened by Buddhas and Bodhisattvas and is very powerful."

"Okay then," Tang Shijin said, "When is it?"

He Lizheng said: "The days have to be reckoned again. If you nod your head, I will ask someone to deliver the letter and ask."

"Okay," Tang Shijin responded: "Uncle, I really don't understand this. Wherever there is money, you just use it first, and I will give it to you later."

The two sides quickly agreed.

Tang Shijin didn't take this matter very seriously.

Before going to bed at night, she planted two ginseng and polygonum multiflorum seeds given by Hualang in the space, and then planted the remaining ones in the corner of the vegetable field, planning to try watering them with spiritual spring water to see if it would work.

live.

While eating breakfast the next day, she was thinking about business matters, and then she suddenly thought: "Yan Baiwei, do you want to come and be my accountant?"

Yan Baiwei raised his eyebrows.

She enlightened him: "Look, you usually hunt, but you can't hunt in winter. If you become a bookkeeper, wouldn't you be able to get twice as much money?"

Yan Baiwei said: "The food I eat now is exchanged for animal skins. After these few months, winter will be over. Why should I work an extra job?"

That's right...

She let out a long sigh.

Yan Baiwei said: "But I can be your accountant's husband."

Tang Shijin was amused by him and laughed.

Yan Baiwei said: "Who said that day, why is it difficult to do accounting? You are so smart that you can learn it in one go?"

"I learned to write from one to ten thousand, did I learn it immediately?" She said plausibly: "Did I ask you to teach me a second time? No? But I never expected that the account book is not just about

The numbers, as well as names and matters, are very troublesome.”

He said: "What else?"

Tang Shijin said: "Doesn't this mean that I can write the names of the whole village?"

Yan Baiwei nodded: "Yes."

"Isn't that troublesome?"

He raised his eyebrows: "Is it troublesome?" She glared at him, and he sighed: "It is indeed troublesome."

The bad kid doesn't like to write, and he talks too loudly and is unreasonable, which is really a bit troublesome.

Tang Shijin said: "But I already have a solution."

He asked: "What solution?"

Tang Shijin said: "You will know later."

Despite what she said, after dinner, she still took a brush and learned to write.

There was a calligraphy class in junior high school, and although she was a poor learner, Tang Shijin believed that she should at least be better than Brother Lei.

After I finished writing it, I compared it with what Brother Lei had written... Heh, what can I say, elder brother, don't laugh at the second brother, they are all equally bad.

Yan Baiwei was very patient. He picked up common words and wrote a full piece of paper for her, and asked her to write according to it. Tang Shijin patiently wrote from beginning to end, and his wrists were sore from writing. It was so energetic.

The feeling of being helpless.

She really can't use the writing brush.

Tang Shijin sighed while writing: "I really like names like He Fifteen and He Eighteen! There is no need to learn new characters! Why can't you be called Yan Wan? Isn't it much more than Bai? There is no need to call Tao Chengqi "Qi".

Isn't Taocheng very good? He Yuanxiao can be renamed He Yi, or He Ding. There are very few strokes! Fortunately, no one is called He Fafa, otherwise I wouldn't have to do anything else all morning and just write "Fafa"

, there are too many strokes!”

Before she finished her sentence, Tao Chengqi over there had already triggered the point of laughter and she couldn't stop laughing.

Yan Baiwei said: "It's rare that he actually showed mercy and retained a surname."

Tang Shijin suddenly thought of something.

She rolled her eyes: "Yan Baiwei, are you very knowledgeable?"


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