Natural dwelling.

Two slender figures followed a brightly dressed man.

He Xiuxiu!

With a sharp and sour voice in her bones, Song Qingyuan just didn't look up, and she could guess who she was.

Walking over and leaning lightly on the counter, Song Qingyuan looked at it calmly.

He Xiuxiu's eyes looked over unexpectedly, and when she saw that it was Song Qingyuan, she was stunned.

I saw Song Qingyuan wearing a light blue tulle skirt, wearing a matching light blue silk flower, elegant, fresh and elegant, with the delicate beauty of a little girl between her eyebrows and eyes.

Indescribably handsome, refined, people look at it at a glance, only to feel that their eyes are bright.

He Xiuxiu retracted her gaze and looked away unnaturally.

Song Qingyuan raised her eyebrows slightly, He Xiuxiu's reaction was interesting!

Following He Xiuxiu's gaze, the man also noticed Song Qingyuan's side, and said loudly, "Miss Yuan'er, meet again." ”

"Yes! Chen Gongzi! Song Qingyuan bowed slightly, this man is Chen Sanjin's son, Chen Chao! Seen at the wedding feast.

"Welcome to Nature Habitat!" Song Qingyuan said politely.

With a smart gaze, he looked past Chen Chao and looked at the woman behind him.

The woman wore an osmanthus embroidered dress, with long black hair, obediently scattered on both sides of her shoulders, and her fair cheeks with a budding flush.

There is a hint of charm and charm between the eyebrows and eyes, and when he looks at people, he gently teases from the bottom up.

His eyes are as seductive as if he was carrying a knife.

Hook people?

Song Qingyuan remembered something, and his eyes blinked, "This is Miss Chen?" ”

"It's the sister! Chen Ying! Chen Chao introduced with a smile, turned his head to Chen Ying and said, "This is Miss Yuan'er." ”

"Miss Chen!" "Yuan'er girl!" The two saluted each other.

As he spoke, Erlang came quickly.

"Miss Chen!" Erlang shouted excitedly, a pair of eyes, staring straight at Chen Ying.

It seems that he didn't expect Chen Ying to appear here, with surprise in his expression, but more joy.

"Miss Chen......" Erlang called in a low voice.

Chen Ying's face was slightly red, and her thin lips opened lightly, "Song Gongzi!" ”

A sentence of Song Gongzi, wanting to refuse and welcome, Erlang, who was called, was excited, and the smile on his face was even stronger, "Miss Chen, come to eat barbecue?" ”

Without waiting for Chen Ying to answer, Erlang knocked on the table domineeringly and ordered, "Prepare the best private room for Miss Chen, and the account will be on me." ”

Erlang patted his chest and said generously.

"Thank you Song Gongzi!" Chen Ying flicked slightly.

Erlang only felt itchy, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a rippling smile.

"Miss Chen, please come here!" Jiro pointed in the direction of the private room.

Chen Ying took a shy and comfortable step, Chen Chao bowed slightly to Song Qingyuan, followed by He Xiuxiu, who followed Chen Chao without squinting.

On the second day of marriage, she was beaten by her father-in-law, and He Xiuxiu also understood Song Qingyuan's way.

I was shocked, and my heart was even more complicated and speechless.

She never expected that the Song family would be so good.

Why then?

He Xiuxiu gathered her mind, the past is gone, she wants to look forward.

Looking at the backs of the group, Song Qingyuan looked inexplicable, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, it turned out that Chen Ying was in this tone.

No wonder Erlang can't wait to propose!

Boy! Or simple!

Song Qingyuan also knocked on the table with Erlang, "I'll send the bill to our little martial master in a moment...... Let him settle the bill. ”

"Also, bring me a hundred meat skewers, eight grilled fish, six grilled leeks, ten vegetable rolls, five eggplant ......" Song Qingyuan thought for a while and asked, "Today's chicken legs?" Chicken hearts, chicken feet are still there? ”

Shopkeeper Qi shook his head, "No! "Chicken feet, chicken hearts, and chicken thighs are all shaved off in a chicken pot stewed in a stupid pot, and the quantity is limited, and they are ordered early every day.

Song Qingyuan thought for a moment and said, "Then forget it, that's all!" ”

"Send the bill to the little martial master......" Song Qingyuan evoked a wicked smile, "Our little martial master can invite others to dinner, I don't mind inviting the family to dinner." ”

"Bake and take away!" After Song Qingyuan finished speaking, he went to the backyard.

In the backyard.

A small basket of beans, eggplant, and cabbage were placed in the courtyard, and the white lady washed the vegetables.

Bai Chuxia is sitting on the other side and wearing strings.

Song Qingyuan walked over and looked carefully, the vegetables in this season were fresh and tender, and they looked very good.

"How many vegetables are there in the warehouse?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"There is a big basket of cabbage, two baskets of eggplant, and a basket of beans." Aunt Bai explained, "The cabbage sent now is relatively small, and the cabbage will not be down after a while." ”

Song Qingyuan nodded, she knew all this, "Is there enough food for tomorrow?" ”

"Enough!" Aunt Bai said, "The day after tomorrow is enough, and the day after tomorrow will send a new one." ”

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded again and asked Bai Chuxia, "Is it worth wearing a string to the front?" ”

"Yes!" Bai Chuxia said, "Brother Da Niu, they will come to wear skewers in the morning." Occasionally, when it's not enough, I'm continuing to wear it. ”

I asked a few more questions, and looked at the soap and soap made by Bai's mother and daughter.

Song Qingyuan went back to the counter, took the account book, and looked at the supply of vegetables.

"Every three days, each time the cabbage and beans are forty catties each, and the eggplant is more, sixty catties ......," Song Qingyuan murmured softly.

At the beginning, she asked the Li family to plant seven points of beans, five points of eggplant, five points of red peppers, and five points of cabbage.

once estimated an account for the Li family.

The yield of beans in seven points is about 1,200 catties.

Forty catties are consumed every three days, and 1,200 catties are consumed in ninety days.

"The sprouts are running out!" Song Qingyuan nodded secretly, and drew a tick on the beans in his heart.

"The eggplant of five points of land, calculated according to the yield of 2,200 catties, consumes 60 catties a day, 90 days is 1,800 catties, and in the delay of half a month, it is 2,100 catties."

"There's not much eggplant left!" Song Qingyuan kept it in mind.

"The red pepper in five points can produce about six or seven hundred catties, which is directly used to make garlic chili sauce, and the rest is dried to make the base material for boiled fish, and it is protected and ground into chili powder."

"As for the cabbage ...... five points," Song Qingyuan calculated, and the amount of a stubble would be about 1,000

At first, the restaurant consumed the splashed cabbage, and later the cabbage that grew.

When it is time to fully grow, five or six hundred Chinese cabbages will be produced at a time.

In ancient times, cabbage was smaller, according to three or four catties per piece, it was about two thousand catties.

"Cabbage ......," Song Qingyuan groaned.

"Little owner, your barbecue is ready!" The shopkeeper put all the skewers in the food box.

Song Qingyuan put down the account book, carried the food box, and returned to Song's house.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, Song Qingrong greeted her and shouted, "Yuan'er, grandma called you ......"

"Hey! Here it comes! Song Qingyuan responded, put the food box into the dining hall, and turned around and entered the upper room of the new house.

"Milk ......" Song Qingyuan shouted, and when he looked up, he found that there were several people in the house. I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~