When Jiang Nuan returned home from the two families, it was already midday.

Han Qi lay in the courtyard and applied the mask, and Han Er and the others sat on the stool in bitterness and hatred, facing each other, looking at the mask mud in the bowl with hatred.

"Put on the mask," Han Qi's warm voice sounded, "Give me a mask for me, I have it, master, don't save it." ”

Hearing this, Han Er kept scolding his mother in his heart.

They are old men, what kind of mask to wear, green, no one is a ghost, no ghost is not a ghost, they are known by the people in the house, and they may not know how to laugh.

The old man is really, he can't do it himself, why did he pull them into the water?

What if the face turns white and tender, the mother is girly, what's so good?

complained in his heart, based on professional ethics, Han Er didn't dare to say it.

However, the eyes staring at the mask mud became more and more gloomy.

After reluctantly applying it for two days, he found that his face had indeed become slightly white.

This upset him.

A manly man, he should be black and rough, and he should be strong, what to do with the same fine skin and tender meat as the girl?

After not hearing a reply for a long time, Han Qi frowned and spoke again, "Han Er, apply the mask quickly, otherwise the family will deal with it." ”

Hearing this, Han Er had no choice but to paste the green mask mud on his face as he died, and threatened while pasting, "You guys should also hurry up, be serious, whoever dares to be perfunctory, I will beat him to death." ”

Seeing the other eight wearing masks with their faces black, Han Er's depressed mood improved slightly.

Sure enough, the ultimate cure for pain is to see others suffer more than yourself.

Suddenly, he understood his master's bad taste a little.

Seeing this, Jiang Nuan, who had watched the play for a long time at the door, smiled unkindly.

A group of big men, gritting their teeth, but helplessly applying masks to their faces, is really funny.

"Sister Jiang, are you back?" Han Qi straightened up and said with a smile, "It just so happens that Han Er bought a few catties of beef in the county seat, this is a rare good thing, just waiting for you to take charge." ”

"You actually bought beef?" Jiang Nuan was pleasantly surprised, "Can you buy it in the county?" ”

I haven't eaten beef for a long time, and Jiang Nuan has long been hungry.

However, every cow in the Great Zhou must be registered, and if it dies, it must be reported to the government for inspection, and it is rare to eat beef once than to eat donkey meat.

Of course, beef and donkey meat are her love, and she is never partial to the ingredients.

"Good luck this time," Han Er explained, "It's not in the city, it's still some way from the city gate, the way it should be not serious, it was sold secretly, the villain has checked it, it's not a sick cow, you can eat it." ”

"Okay, you go ahead, I'll go to the kitchen and look at the beef."

"Make more," Han Qi said as he slapped his face, "I want to eat that Shadow Beef you mentioned last time." ”

Jiang Nuan nodded and entered the kitchen.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw two neat corbels on the board.

"How many pounds is this?" Jiang Nuan held his forehead and spoke, "It's really a local tyrant." ”

"Mother, there are a lot of tenderloins," Xie said, pointing to the clay jar next to the board, "There is no place for the board, so I put it in the tank." ”

When she saw the meat, she was also surprised.

Added up in bits and pieces, it is estimated that there is a small half of a cow.

With so much meat, Uncle Han is not afraid of spoiling?

"And?" Jiang Nuan was speechless, "What do you want to do when you buy so much?" ”

Do you feed people like pigs?

March days, the meat can not be put for long, unless, do ripe.

In order not to spoil the meat, Jiang Nuan asked Xie Shi to prepare the meal, took out the long-lost cauldron by himself, and put it in the yard to marinate the meat.

The cauldron hugged by the two weighed dozens of pounds, and Jiang Nuan held it, as if serving a pot of vegetables, and Han Qi was surprised when he saw it.

Leaned over with a green face, "Sister Jiang, why is your iron pot so light, is it a blacksmith cutting corners?" ”

"Light?" Jiang Nuan looked at him strangely, and handed it over casually, "Why don't you try it?" ”

"Okay, come to ......" Before he finished speaking, after receiving the iron pot handed over by Jiang Nuan, Han Qi's hands sank and he almost didn't fall.

"It's so heavy!" He lifted it up with difficulty, turned it upside down, and after putting the pot on the ground, he looked at Jiang Nuan strangely, "Sure enough, people can't look good, I never expected that Jiang Meizi would be so powerful." ”

"The farmer has to work, and his strength is refined." After an ambiguous explanation, Jiang Nuan began to prepare the marinade.

Han Qi looked strange, and he also started to help, not only moving himself, but also not letting Han Er and them idle.

In an instant, the cutting of meat, the chopping of wood, the ignition of the fire, Jiang Nuan and Han Qi, after a while, became the existence of not moving their hands.

"Sister, let's not finish such a big pot of stew."

"It's okay if you can't finish eating, the braised pork can be left for several days."

"Not stew?"

"Yes, but there is a difference, the marinated meat is more fragrant and can be stored for a longer time."

The two chatted while directing people to do their hands, leisurely and comfortable, from braised pork to bear's paw, and from bear's paw to the newly baked oiran, the more they talked, the more speculative they became.

For these, Han Er and his party have long been surprised.

They also think it is strange, although their master is unreliable, but he is stupid and naïve, and it is awkward and inexplicable, even those fox friends and dog friends in the past just say some scenes.

But when I met Jiang Niangzi, I became a chatterbox, and a big man was more broken than a girl.

Rouge gouache cooks tea and fragrances, and even famous prostitutes and oirans are famous and famous, and they don't care about anything at all.

Jiang Niangzi is also admirable, she has been listening to the old man's forced chatter, and she really listened carefully, some talked and laughed, and she did not shy away from those topics that she was ashamed to talk about, she was really a strange woman.

However, the two people who are so compatible do not have the slightest love between men and women.

This made Han Er very unincomprehensible.

Mrs. Jiang is not bad, her figure is also graceful, her knowledge is even better, and her temperament is good, why doesn't the old man who has been hungry for food have any ideas?

Very abnormal!

It is absolutely impossible for the country to change its nature and change its nature, and it is absolutely impossible for the greedy and lustful old hooligan to change his evil and return to the right.

But it really happened.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that such a strange thing had happened.

Han Er's belly, Jiang Nuan didn't know.

I was listening to Han Qi's words when I suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Han Er, open the door, someone knocks on the door."

"Me?" Han Er pointed to himself and asked.

The mask on his face has not been washed yet, and he very much does not want to go, it is too embarrassing.

"It's not you or me?" Han Qi urged, "Don't be long-winded, be quick." ”

Han Qi found that Han Er was not as easy to use as Han Yi.

If Han Yi is here, he will give an order, and he will have already welcomed people in at this time.

It's like Han Er, always grinding.

Hearing this, Han Er had no choice but to walk to open the door step by step.

opened the door, looked up and saw people, immediately, without hesitation, closed it again, and then shouted, "Master, young master is here!" ”