Nowadays, the trend of generous marriage is prevalent, and ordinary people marry their daughters, and the dowry is at least 30 yuan, and most of them have no upper limit, so when A-Ning was three years old, he began to save a dowry for her.

Now thirteen years have passed, and it can be regarded as a small savings, but when I spent 300 yuan to buy this shop last year, there was less than 40 yuan of silver money left in my hand.

And because of the importance of cultivating her daughter's cooking skills, if anyone has superb cooking skills, then there is basically no need to worry about the rest of her life, not to mention being hired by a high-ranking official and wealthy family to be a cook, with a good salary, even if she marries, she will be looked down upon by her in-laws.

It would be better if in addition to making good tea and rice, but also being able to read and hyphenate or know some poems, calligraphy and paintings, but those who can support their daughter's family to learn these are generally wealthy families, and the Wen family is obviously not among them.

But Wentai thought about his daughter's family affairs of being treated coldly, and thought about it for half a month in his heart, and finally gritted his teeth ruthlessly, and spent thirty times to send her to Jingzhen School in the north of the city, in order to let her learn good cooking skills and read some words.

In this way, when the matchmaker introduces each other again in the future, people can also look at each other a few points higher, so that he can not only marry a good man but also have a skill, even if he closes his eyes one day, he no longer has to worry about the second half of the child's life

He was secretly worried here, but Wen Shu in the kitchen over there had already rolled up his sleeves and started kneading dough.

Pouring meat noodles, as the name suggests, important dramas are naturally topping, but Wen Shu thought that he hadn't eaten meat for nearly half a month, and since he had invested heavily in meat this time, he naturally had to make it more delicious.

In order to make the noodles taste better, she was not stingy, and immediately took out an egg from the bamboo basket hanging in the air and beat it in the flour mixed with water.

Knead the eggs, water and flour into a ball, set aside to wake up, then pick up the piece of pork belly, wash it, cut it into small pieces of moderate thickness, and then heat the oil.

When the oil is hot, put the dried peppercorns into the fried fragrant, then take it out, and then put the meat slices into it to stir-fry, and when the meat slices are boiled out of moisture and the surface is browned, then add the chopped green onions, ginger and garlic, rice wine and noodle sauce to stir-fry.

Once the meat is evenly colored, pour it into a washed casserole and simmer on a small stove.

Add a few scoops of water to the cauldron and add some firewood to the stove, and after a while, the fire will be bright.

At this time, the noodles on the side are almost awake, take out the dough and put it on the cutting board, roll it out with a rolling pin into large slices, and then cut it into thin strips with a knife, and when these are ready, the water in the pot is just boiling.

Putting the sliced noodles into the pot and boiling, she went to the jar in the corner of the kitchen to take the pickled sauce radish and cut it into thin strips.

After a cup of tea, two bowls of meat noodles with full color and aroma were brought to the wooden table in the courtyard by Wen Shu.

Wentai had already smelled the smell of meat from the kitchen, and when he saw her come out at this moment, he didn't need to say hello, he washed his hands and sat down at the table.

Thick oil red sauce, the soft and flavorful meat pieces are sprinkled with a little green onion, burnt red with emerald green, the color alone is very pleasing to look at, plus the pickled radish next to it is neatly stacked, making this bowl of topping noodles look very appetizing.

"Come, dad try it, and see if my craft has improved?" Wen Shu handed Wen Tai the clean chopsticks.

Wentai took it, took a piece of meat and chewed it carefully, and after a while, he nodded slowly: "Yes, it seems to have a little more sweetness than last time, and the taste is much softer and glutinous." “

"Yes, this is the Protestant teacher in the school, saying that adding a little vinegar to the stew will make the meat rot faster, and she also said that she will teach us to make fish soup tomorrow?"

Wentai nodded with satisfaction: "In this way, those thirty times have not been in vain, after a few months of study, your cooking skills have indeed grown a lot." ”

Hearing this, Wen Shu smiled proudly: "That is, your daughter is so smart, she can learn it as soon as she learns." “

Wentai has long been accustomed to this kind of self-boasting, and he bows his head and eats noodles without changing his color. Seeing this, Wen Shu couldn't help swallowing his saliva, didn't speak, lowered his head and began to eat noodles with a sigh.

In a few moments, the two large bowls of topping noodles were eaten clean by the father and daughter, and the bottom of the bowl was so clean that there was not even soup left.

After eating noodles, Father Wen went to the adjacent uncle's house to discuss the reconstruction of the shop, while Wen Shu washed the dishes and chopsticks and went back to the room to take a nap.

At this time, there is less than an hour before the next day to go to school, and taking a nap for a while can save the energy to be sleepy in class, and the master grabbed the handboard, while thinking, she scattered her hair and took off her coat.

It's just that before falling asleep, I was still thinking in a daze, I don't know how much silver the government can subsidize this fire?

By the time I went to sleep again, it was the beginning of the last days, and the sky was still overcast, and it was still drizzling.

Wen Shu got up and yawned, hung up the tent, got out of bed, walked to the east wardrobe, and took out an autumn-colored embroidered camellia shirt and a purple long skirt from it and put them on.

This outfit, the fabrics are all high-grade Han Chunluo, this is after entering the school, her father was afraid that she would be ridiculed in school if she wore poorly, so he deliberately spent three times to buy it for her, in addition to a set of lotus lotus dresses.

Because of her preciousness, she is usually reluctant to wear it at home, and only when she goes to school or occasionally comes to see her, she will wear a dress and put on a face.

After putting on her dress, she took out a pair of silver-red white plum embroidered shoes from under the wardrobe and changed them, then walked to the dresser and took a wooden comb, re-combed the hair that had been scattered when she slept, and tied it in a bun on the top of her head.

When all this is done, a pretty, smart and beautiful little lady is immediately reflected in the bronze mirror.

After turning around, seeing that there was nothing wrong with his body, Wen Shu nodded with satisfaction, took the books on the table into the bamboo box on the side, and then put the bamboo box behind him, took the green cloth oil-paper umbrella behind the door and went out.

The slanting wind and drizzle enter the house through the alley.

She walked slowly in the drizzle mixed with the breeze with an oil-paper umbrella, and the scorching smell of the broken walls on both sides was faintly heard by the shouts of the street market in front of her.

Wen Shu looked at the ground intently, for fear that the newly worn satin embroidered shoes would be splashed by the muddy water on the ground, so he naturally couldn't walk fast, but fortunately, the private acquaintance was not far from here, and it was still early at the moment, even if he walked over slowly, it was too late.

After about two teas, I passed through two crowded streets and three narrow alleys, and came to the Jingzhen Private School located on the bank of the Qingshui River.

At this time, it was less than two quarters of an hour before the class, and outside the private door, the little ladies with bamboo boxes on their backs entered in pairs.

As soon as Wen Shu turned the corner of the alley, she heard someone calling her, and when she looked up, she saw a small lady standing under the porch of the private school, who was stretching her neck to look this way.

Seeing her turn the corner of the courtyard, she hurriedly raised her hand to greet her, with a bright smile on her face: "Sister Wen." ”

Wen Shu smiled in response, walked a few steps quickly, took an umbrella under the corridor, and asked, "Why did you come so early today?" ”