The Leisurely Countryside of the Farmer’s Daughter-in-law

  Chapter 800 Unexpected Visitor

  It may be because I haven’t made it for many years. The rice noodles made by Mrs. Wang today are easy to break and not strong enough.

   "Fortunately, I didn't do much today, or I would have wasted it all."

"This is not bad. You are the only one in our kitchen group who knows this skill, and Madam didn't blame you, and let you experiment boldly. One time, you will make the strongest and most delicious rice noodles. We also I believe you!"

  The cooks in the kitchen all comforted Mrs. Wang together. Except for Mrs. Wang, the few people in the kitchen room either lived in poverty before and couldn't let go of coarse grains, let alone want to eat fine grains. Even if the polished rice can be eaten once in a while, they are not willing to use the polished rice to make rice noodles.

   What’s more, in the past, the main family was from the north, and the staple food was pasta. The rice used was either porridge or white rice. No one thought of making rice into rice noodles.

  Sister-in-law Wang’s family was still rich before the disaster three years ago, and she had that spare money for her to squander. In addition, she has a passion for food, so she learned how to make rice noodles.

  After several repeated trials, Mrs. Wang finally controlled the most accurate ratio of water and water, and made long and hard-to-cook rice noodles.

  Yang Lan'er asked several people in their kitchen to make a lot of rice noodles for several days, and then cut them into long and short rice noodle segments, and then wrapped them tightly in rough paper like noodles. Whether you eat it at home or give it as a gift, it is a practical and affordable gift.

After the last batch of rice noodles were dried and put into the granary, Steward Wang kept the accounts and asked Yang Lan'er: "Madam said last time that she wanted to give gifts, which ones are you going to give them to? Please make a list for me, and the younger one will send someone one by one." Send them there."

Yang Lan'er was smiling and thinking about what kind of rice noodles to try to make for the children in the evening. After listening to Wang Qing's words, she smiled softly and said, "It's still the ones who often come and go and get acquainted with each other. In addition, I will give Yu'er and his husband The gift is three points heavier, and a copy will be sent to you from Commander Yan's mansion under your master's command."

   This is what she promised Madam Yan at the beginning, so she can't break her promise.

   Steward Wang quickly agreed: "I understand, I will go and prepare it first, and I will send someone to deliver it to them tomorrow. So that they can try something new as soon as possible."

  Yang Lan'er left the granary, took Lichun Guyu to the stove, checked the existing ingredients in the stove, and found that there was bone soup boiled on the stove, and there were several fat-headed fish in the water tank.

  This year, there is a bumper harvest of chili peppers, and a lot of dried chili peppers have been dried, and a lot of chopped chili peppers, green and red chili peppers, have been marinated at home or in shops.

  Now the shop is selling all kinds of Lazifuyan products at the same time, and the restaurant has also launched new dishes.

  Spicy peppers have been promoted in this way, and it is inseparable from the joint efforts of everyone.

   Today Yang Laner thought of her favorite breakfast in her previous life—fish meal.

  Let Lichun dissect a few fish and chop them into pieces for later use, and let Mrs. Wang find all the ingredients she wants, and cook the fish soup first.

   As soon as the fish soup was boiled here, Xiao Jiu came to find it outside.

   "Ma'am, someone is looking for you outside."

  Yang Lan'er came out of the kitchen and looked up at the sky. At this time, the sun had already set to the west: "Who will come to see me at this time?"

   "From the barracks."

   "Military camp?" Yang Lan'er was stunned, did something happen to the military camp?

  Thinking of this, she hurried to the outer courtyard.

   That's not right, Yang Lan'er suddenly stopped a few steps away, if something happened to Tan Anjun, his soldiers would have been unable to sit still and come back to report it.

  She turned around and glared angrily at Xiao Jiu, who said half-spoken and kept half-said: "Who is in the barracks?"

   Really, I want to scare her intentionally!

  Xiao Jiu, who was following behind, stopped after Yang Lan'er stopped, not daring to look directly into her eyes, scratching the bridge of his nose: "The quartermaster."

  Daily looked at dealing with various things indifferently, and he also thought badly about what could change her face. It's a pity, I miscalculated this time, Madam just walked a little hastily this time, her face still had the usual indifferent expression, without much ups and downs.

  Yang Lan'er glanced at him inexplicably, and went to the outer hall of the front yard without saying anything.

  Xiao Jiu followed suit step by step, feeling a little weak and short of breath, how could he break it?

  Yang Lan'er stepped into the living room, and saw a middle-aged man sitting on the chair on the right drinking tea. When the visitor saw her coming in, he hurriedly put down the tea cup, not daring to look at her and stood up to salute.

   "Your official, Fu Muyun, has seen the princess. Don't take it for granted that you have the liberty to disturb the government today, and hope that there are a lot of princesses."

  Yang Lan'er accepted his gift calmly, with an amiable expression on her face: "Master Fu is polite, please get up quickly. If you have anything to do, sit down and talk slowly."

   It seems that Tan Anjun Chengjue's military camp has already spread the word. Now that everyone knows, she doesn't need to continue carrying it. They will accept it when they see her as a princess.

  Fu Muyun didn't know whether it was because of the poverty at the border or because of his thin body. He was of medium height and thin, with an ordinary appearance. Keep a mustache.

Yang Lan'er sat on the main seat, the first thing that catches the eye is Fu Muyun's mustache, if you say you want to grow a beard, you can have a beard, but you have to take care of it, the problem is that the beard of Mr. Fu feels too Too messy.

  She was secretly worried that if he ate and drank water, he would put his beard into his mouth like noodles?

   "Thank you, Princess."

  Fu Muyun sat down as promised, anxiously thinking about how to speak. "princess."

   "What's the matter with Mr. Fu, but it's okay to say."

  Yang Lan'er took a sip of warm tea in her spare time, waiting for his next words, tidying up the rice noodles for a long time, her mouth was very dry. As for the reason why he came here, she probably also guessed a little bit.

Although the words were difficult to utter, the arrow had already been drawn and had to be fired: "This time, the official came to the mansion to see the princess, mainly for food. General Qin knows that you have led the people of Pengcheng to open up wasteland and hoard fields and grow food in the past two years. The wind and the rain It was very hard work to go there, Wangfei, you have worked hard and made great contributions."

  The corners of Yang Lan'er's mouth twitched, is the wind coming or going in the rain? She feels that she is the one who enjoys what she gets, and the hardest ones are the working people.

   Master Fu, who had a rainbow fart, was even moved, but he raised his eyes to look at Yang Lan'er, and saw that she was still sitting there drinking tea leisurely as before.

  Fu Muyun had no idea at first, but seeing this made him feel even more chilled. He also knew how many grain shops the princess owned, and every year the grain grown in the village was not enough to sell in his own shop.

   Today he begged to come to the door, is it a bit difficult, will she respond?

  He took a sip of tea and continued to say with difficulty: "The princess should also know that our military camp sends people to all parts of the country to purchase food and grass every year for the emergency needs of the army.

  This year, General Qin also knew that your Zhuangzi had a bumper harvest, so he thought that it would be better to buy your grain wherever you go anyway.

   I just don’t know if there is any arrangement for the princess’s food? If there is already an arrangement, can you share a part of it and sell it to us for the sake of everyone's unity? "

  (end of this chapter)

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