Chapter 632 - Flexible Brain
Fu Shiyi understood what Guo meant. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading.
As long as the stall is still the name of the Shiwei Restaurant, then it will definitely not be difficult by bad people. It can also be put on for a long time - mainly in the morning, when the stalls are set up, the bad people have not officially started to patrol. When they come out, it happens that the stall will be closed early, so just turn a blind eye and forget it.
When Fu Shi thought of this, he still sighed with some emotion: At that time, Li County's order didn't drive me away directly, which was really merciful! Li Xianling is really the kindest and good person!
As for Guo's proposal, Fu Shiyi lowered his head and thought about it carefully, and then raised his head and smiled and made a decision: "Then divide it into one." When the time comes, I have food suitable for an early stall, and you can sell it too. β
One percent, that is, a symbolic take.
Guo's eyes turned red in an instant, and he hurriedly excused himself: "What is the little lady doing?" How can this be done? I'm taking advantage of this too much, and the little lady will suffer! β
Of course, Fu Shiyi didn't feel at a loss: "I got money for no reason, and I didn't suffer a loss." β
She clapped the matter down: "That's it. Yan Niang next taught Guo Niangzi. β
After the end of the gleaning hall finished speaking, they all went to wash up and sleep.
However, Yan Niang came to Fu Shiyi again after washing, and asked: "There is also a little yard next door, is it also changed to a vegetable garden?" β
Fu Shiyi suddenly became interested, sat up straight all of a sudden, didn't even the cat slave, and said with great interest: "What is that?" It's hot now, and it doesn't seem appropriate to plant anythingβ"
"Plant some herbs." Yan Niang is confident in these: "Spinach can also be grown." Leeks are also available. You can also grow some turnips. β
Fu Shiyi thought of a few things: "Focus on peas again." and brassica. Garlic sprouts. β
Yan Niang was stunned: "Peas are generally planted in the spring - otherwise they will all freeze to death." Brassica eating ...... It's not delicious. Garlic sprouts can be planted. β
Fu Shiyi shook his head: "Shu usually grows peas in late autumn, not to harvest peas, but to pinch pea seedlings to eat." Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. Brassica ...... You can pinch the rapeseed, wait until it blooms, let's collect the rapeseed and try to squeeze the oil. β
Rapeseed oil, which is alongside peanut oil and soybean oil, feeds the entire Chinese oil series!
Although meat oil is good, it is expensive after all. If you can find a way to extract oil - then you can live a life of stir-frying for all!
Fu Shiyi knew that the current lamp oil was squeezed, but the oil extraction technology was not very good, so it was not suitable for stir-frying.
However, the essence of the oil extraction method, Fu Shiyi still knows a little.
When the time comes, as long as you tell the craftsman, the craftsman will naturally be able to figure out the method.
Yan Niang listened to Fu Shiyi's bells and whistles, and even though she was still a little suspicious in her heart for a while, she still chose to believe: "Then I'll buy some seeds tomorrow to scatter." β
Fu Shiyi told her: "Don't be too tired, accompany Ah Mei more every day." Ah Mei is still young, and she has no father, so she needs you to care for her even more. β
Yan Niang lowered her head and hummed for a long time.
Then she stepped back lightly and closed the door for Fu Shiyi.
When she closed the door, she raised her head slightly, revealing her eyes, which were clearly red.
Fu Shiyi also rubbed his eyebrows, lowered his head and sighed to the lazy cat slave: "I see that they are not as comfortable as you." β
The cat slave gave Fu Shiyi a contempt, flicked his tail, and gently rubbed Fu Shiyi's arm.
Itchy, so Fu Shiyi couldn't help but laugh again.
She pinched the back of the cat slave's neck, and then looked at it at eye level: "If you despise me again, tomorrow the dried fish will be gone!" β
The cat slave was stunned. If he was put down again, he was obviously much flattering, and he came to lick Fu Shi's fingers.
This head Fu picked up and teased the cat slave, and that head Li Changbo drank porridge.
Even after sleeping in the carriage for a while, he still felt exhausted.
But after waking up, he still forced himself to take a shower, changed the water three times in the middle, and even washed his hair again.
Fang Liang complained a little: "Lang Jun took a bath so late, he won't be able to sleep for a while." β
Li Changbo was in better spirits, sitting there and sucking the water from his hair with a handkerchief, "It's okay, eat something, read a book, it's almost the same." β
Fang Liang thought of the porridge: "Little lady Fu specially boiled the porridge, and she was waiting for us at the head of the bridge before." β
Before Li Changbo saw the porridge, the smile on his face was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.
When he saw that it was a bowl of light green vegetable porridge, and there was no trace of meat, the smile on his face became even stronger.
Fang Liang also sighed at the right time: "Little lady Fu really has a heart." It can be seen that she really takes Lang Jun in her eyes. β
Li Changbo picked up the spoon and smiled undiminishedly: "Hmm." β
Early the next morning, when Li Changbo got up, he was still a little top-heavy.
Fang Liang heard his thick nasal voice, and immediately felt annoyed and wanted to hammer himself: "Yesterday, I should have persuaded Lang Jun not to wash his hair." β
When you wash your hair at night, it is not easy to dry, and if you sleep without drying your hair, you are prone to wind chills.
Although Li Changbo is sick, his temperament is still very good, and he still looks like a fairy wind and a clear breeze: "It's okay." Let's get ready to go to the Yamen. β
Fang Liang couldn't do it even if he didn't want to.
Li Changbo got into the carriage so top-heavy that he didn't even eat breakfast.
Mama Hua told Mrs. Du about this, and she was a little worried: "Lang Jun doesn't care about his body so much at a young age. β
Mrs. Du was open-minded: "Don't worry, someone will help him worry about it anyway." Let's watch. β
Mama Hua pondered for a while, understood what Mrs. Du meant, and smiled as well.
When Fu Shiyi found out that Li Changbo was sick, he forcibly pulled Li Changbo out of the carriage: "Drink a bowl of ginger soup before going." β
Li Changbo didn't even have time to say a word of opposition.
Fang Liang didn't forget to remind: "Little lady Fu, Lang Jun didn't eat well." β
Fu Shiyi thought for a while: "Then eat a bowl of sour noodle soup." β
Fu Shiyi first poured Li Changbo a bowl of thick ginger soup, and then made him a small bowl of sour noodle soup.
Li Changbo looked at the bowl with a little noodles at the bottom, and then looked at the bowl with Fang Liang's face as big as Fang Liang's face next to him, and looked at Fu Shiyi with a little doubt.
Fu Shiyi naturally explained: "I'm afraid I don't have a good appetite when I'm sick, and I can't eat anymore." So just eat some and drink plenty of water. β
Drink water and get a cold quickly.
Then she patted her water bladder: "It's all ginger soup here, just drink this in the morning." Rest assured, put the sugar, it is sweet. β
Li Changbo smiled: "So much." β
The ginger soup is too thick and a little spicy, and when you drink it, your stomach will warm up, and when you eat it, you will start to sweat slightly.
But if you drink too much, you will easily get angry.
Fu Shiyi looked at him as a matter of course: "Isn't this sick?" Li County's order can't fall, so he must not let his condition worsen! Otherwise, what will the people of Chang'an City do? β
Li Changbo was even more amused, and it seemed that people were not so uncomfortable for a while. He chuckled and responded, "Okay." βγ
That obedient appearance makes people want to pinch his face.