Lin Jiu listened to Zhao's words, couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said, "Mother, how can you still have illusions about them after suffering losses." You can marry a good family when you go back, have you forgotten why we fell out with the Lin family? ”

If it weren't for the Zhou family to sell her to Huang Laosan, Lin Jiu wouldn't have turned his face with them so quickly. Now that they have torn their faces, they have to go back, isn't that looking for death?

Zhao's face froze, and he also remembered Huang Laosan's incident.

"Mother won't agree, Jiu'er......"

Before she could finish speaking, He Erniu came back with the cleaned pheasant.

"Aunt Zhao, sister Jiu'er, how are you going to get this chicken?" Carrying the fat pheasant, He Erniu's face smiled like a flower.

"Roast." Not to mention condiments, they don't even have a stove or a pot, and they have no other way but to roast.

Lin Jiu was a special soldier in his previous life, and survival in the wild is a necessary skill. Not only is she familiar with all kinds of wild vegetables, but she is also very good at cooking food outside. Wrap up a few large leaves and bury the pheasant in the ground, and a fire rises on it, and after a while, the fragrance wafts out.

He Erniu drooled greedily, and said embarrassedly: "Auntie, sister Jiu'er, I'll go back first." I'll look back at you. ”

After saying that, he was about to leave. was grabbed by the Zhao family, and said angrily: "You kid, where can you leave like this." Wait for a piece to eat before going back. ”

He Erniu scratched his head, still a little unable to wipe his face. Aunt Zhao and Lin Jiu were kicked out of the house, which was the most difficult time. But I only brought two tortillas and a small bowl of pickles over today, where can I be embarrassed to eat other people's pheasants?

"Brother Erniu, you're welcome, what about such a big chicken, my mother and I can't finish it." Lin Jiu spoke, and He Erniu stayed.

When the pheasant was about to be roasted, Lin Jiu roasted the cakes brought by He Erniu and the steamed buns he bought yesterday on the fire and put them on a clean leaf. He kicked off a bamboo not far away, sharpened it with a dagger, and made a bamboo tube to draw water from the stream. Then remove the heat and take out the cooked chicken.

Because there is no seasoning, the chicken does not taste good. But fortunately, the meat is fresh and tender, and with the pickled vegetables brought by He Erniu, it is also very palatable.

Zhao and Lin Jiu were enough for one fat chicken leg each, and most of the remaining roast chicken went into He Erniu's stomach. His family is just an ordinary farmer, and he doesn't see meat on weekdays. Now in the face of such a fat pheasant, where can I control it. Even if you don't put salt, it's a rare delicacy.

There was a little meat left, Lin Jiu wrapped it in leaves, and handed it to He Erniu, "Take these back and give them to your mother to taste." ”

"That's embarrassing." Even eating and taking, is it here to help, or to take advantage?

"Erniu, don't be polite, listen to your aunt's words and take it back." Zhao knew that He Erniu's mother was not generous, and if he knew that his son had brought food, he would probably be scolded.

Seeing that Zhao was resolute, He Erniu accepted it with a red face. Seeing Lin Jiu's sleepy appearance again, he reluctantly said goodbye and left.

"Jiu'er." As soon as Zhao spoke, he was interrupted by Lin Jiu.

"Mother, I'm tired. Let's get some sleep. With that, he slipped into the tent, lay down and pretended to be asleep.

In fact, Lin Jiu's mind is very clear, she just doesn't want to argue with the Zhao family anymore. Anyway, it's just a matter of turning around, either going back to the Lin family or letting her get married. Zhao never believed that with the strength of his daughter, he could make two people live a good life.

It's useless to argue to change her mind. If you have that time, you might as well find a way to earn more money. Only by living a good life can the Zhao family really make up their minds to break with the Lin family.

But what should I do? In his previous life, he was not afraid of hardship or tiredness, he was not afraid of bloodshed or sacrifice, and he was a qualified special soldier. However, no one taught her how to do business and how to make a lot of money.

Lin Jiu frowned, very distressed.

Suddenly, when I had just eaten the roast chicken, the faint taste passed through my brain unexpectedly. By the way, in this day and age, there are so few seasonings that poor families can't even afford sugar. If I can come up with some novel condiments, there should be a market.

Thinking of this, Lin Jiu became excited.

After thinking about it again, she planned to start with Thirteen Incense. The reason why the thirteen spices are chosen is because it has a wide range of uses, whether it is stewed meat, stir-frying, or stuffing, adding thirteen spices can remove the fishy freshness. In addition, the raw materials of thirteen incense are also easy to obtain, and they can be purchased in pharmacies. In addition, the cost is not high, and it is not troublesome to make, which is a good test product for Lin Jiu, a commercial novice.

Lin Jiu, who had made up his mind, went to the pharmacy in the town that afternoon. Although the body is not yet well, the will and skill of the special forces are still there. It took her half an hour to get to town. I first went to the pharmacy and bought more than a dozen materials such as peppercorns, star anise, dried ginger, cardamom, and tangerine peel needed to make thirteen spices, and then gave Zhao a good medicine.

Out of the pharmacy, she found a place where no one was around. I threw all the medicinal herbs into the space, and then went to the grocery store in the town and bought bamboo baskets, two small casseroles, some dishes and chopsticks, as well as salt, sugar and other seasonings and daily necessities. Finally, when I left the town, I bought six steaming big meat buns at the roadside bun shop, and then turned around and walked back.

On the way back to the village, I met many villagers, and when they saw her, they all pointed at her and showed disdain. Lin Jiu didn't care, and walked as if no one was around. She knew how powerful the clan was in this era. Her behavior was so deviant that the villagers naturally disliked her.

However, for Lin Jiu, other people's preferences are never important, and the key is to live comfortably. It's all over again, and if you still can't live happily, it's really better to die while on a mission.

By the time we got back into the woods, it was already dark. When Zhao saw his daughter's figure, tears were about to fall.

"Jiu'er, you're back. Mother is worried to death, where are you going? ”

"Mother, don't worry, I'm not good. I'm out to find a way to make money, don't worry, even if you don't go back to the Lin family, your daughter will definitely let you live a good life. ”

Her daughter's sensibility made Zhao smile, she took out a handkerchief, and helped Lin Jiu wipe the sweat from her forehead distressedly.

Lin Jiu wiped it with his sleeve nonchalantly and said, "It's okay, mother, I bought buns, hurry up and eat them while they're hot." ”

Lin Jiu took off the bamboo basket behind him, put his hand in it, and took out the six buns from the space.

The space has a freshness function, and after running for so long, the buns are still steaming.