For several days, it was rainy and windy, and the elderly with rheumatism were swearing at the damn weather.

Chen Zhu, the chef of Wuweiju, also scolded a few times, no way, the weather is not sunny, and the shopkeeper has to scold him for having a leg ache and a bad mood.

Speaking of which, he was quite sympathetic to the shopkeeper, who suffered from rheumatism at a young age.

"Chen Zhu! Are you cooking pig food? Is this what people eat? "I just ate a freshly made snail stuffed meat, and the shopkeeper was furious, and he couldn't wait to spit the half-chewed snail stuffed meat on Chen Zhu's face.

The guys in the store were directly aggrieved for Chen Zhu, since they ate the snail stuffed meat, the shopkeeper scolded and scolded for three days, as if someone had eaten the overlord meal in Wuweiju, and after eating, he was still unpalatable.

Chen Zhu felt that his ears were calloused, he spit out the plum kernel in his mouth and plucked out his ears, "Shopkeeper, if you are not satisfied, go to Wanjia Village to find Wangui and let him make it for you." ”

The shopkeeper glared angrily, "I knew you couldn't do it!" Say that the southern and northern cuisine are all refined, I think you are a liar! ”

The bookkeeper and Xiao Er really couldn't stand it, the bookkeeper's face was bigger, and he said gently: "At the beginning, you were willing to take out a cup of pouring, didn't you just want to get him drunk, so that he could be born?" Now that you know where people come from, you can go and give some silver, and the recipe will be there? Why bother Xiao Chen? ”

Hearing this, the shopkeeper pointed at Chen Zhu bitterly, his face full of hatred that iron does not become steel, "Is that a cup of pour?" People are waiting for me to deliver the money! I don't know how to open my mouth! ”

"With the recipe, it's not easy to get back to the capital? Our Wuweiju is not only one in Qingzhou. The account room is slow, he doesn't understand, Wuweiju is not his Zhang Shanji, as for the recipe, do you feel sorry for that bit of silver?

The shopkeeper Zhang Shanji's face turned blue with anger when he heard this, and he pointed at the account room nose with a trembling hand and scolded, "You old thing, do you have such a bookkeeper?" If I hadn't borne it, you would have been kicked by the owner! ”

"That's why I'm talking a lot, otherwise I won't bother to care about you, if you want a recipe, just buy it, if Xiao Chen can make it, he will make it early, just a few ingredients, and make it in a different way, even a blind cat can touch a dead mouse, he didn't do it right, can't you see it? People give it to you directly, but you are sure that you can't make it. ”

After the account room finished speaking, the plums in his hand were also eaten, and he turned around slowly, "This year's plums are sweet, I still want to eat them." ”

Zhang Shanji: "......"

It rained hard for a few days, and the river in front of the thatched house rose and rose, and just when Wan Chaoyun was worried that the water would overflow into the courtyard, it finally cleared.

When the weather is clear, the men of Wanjia Village go down to the river with bamboo baskets to catch fish, and from the bottom to the top, a few people pass through the river in front of her house every moment.

She sat in front of the window, looking at the fishers, their bamboo baskets were very special, with oval mouths and pointed tails, about a meter long.

"Girl, the slave will make one for you later." Mama Zhou felt that the little master's eyes were hot, otherwise she could look at it for a long time?

Without waiting for Wan Chaoyun to return or not, a message came from across the river: "May I ask if Wan Gui is there?" ”

Wan Chaoyun looked around, and saw a short and fat man of about forty standing on the other side of the river, his round belly was particularly conspicuous in the river breeze, Mama Zhou stopped washing her clothes, stood up and said, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm Zhang Shanji, the shopkeeper of Wuweiju, and I'm looking for a little brother Wangui." Zhang Shanji showed his identity, and his voice was also very loud, and the Wen family who was napping was woken up by him.

As soon as Mama Zhou heard that it was the shopkeeper of Wuweiju, her face changed instantly, this profiteer, he can't make snail stuffed meat, he can't do it before he remembers to find their girl, it's really a good face!

The river is not big, and the water here is not turbulent, slowly leaving, Zhang Shanji is a little puzzled, how can this woman's face change?

"You be quiet, my wife is resting, don't quarrel with my wife." Mama Zhou didn't have a good airway, so she wiped the girdle on her waist with her hand, turned around and went to the small field behind the house to find Wangui.

Wen got up and saw Liu Mei lying on the table practicing calligraphy, and her daughter looked out with her cheeks raised, "Can you write words?" ”

"Mother, the shopkeeper of Wuweiju is here." Wan Chaoyun turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, "Mother, later, you will say that the snail stuffed meat is your dowry, not for sale, we will only buy shares." ”

Wen was stunned for a moment, and said with some disbelief: "Can people let us buy shares because of a dish?" ”

"Mother, don't worry, he will agree, the fourth brother told me that Wuweiju can be opened all over Daxing, there can't be only one owner, you just have to do what your daughter says, and keep it in the future, our family will have dividends every year."

Seeing her daughter's determined appearance, she was full of confidence, and Wen thought later, what did Brother Yan learn in the academy? How can you even understand the affairs of businessmen? However, three years of worry, being idle is also idle, so it doesn't hurt to try.

As soon as the mother and daughter made up their minds, Wan Gui's voice came, "Madam, the shopkeeper Zhang said that there is something to discuss, ask if you can see it." ”

"Mother, I'll go out first." Wan Chaoyun jumped out of bed, pulled his willow eyebrows and ran out.

Although the thatched house has been expanded, it is still very small, and before he jumped two steps, he saw Zhang Shanji, who was sitting at the new cedar table in the courtyard, and Mama Zhou made him a cup of camellia without being rude.

"It's the six girls, the little one has seen the six girls." Zhang Shanji had a kind smile on his face, his chubby face was so smiling that his eyes couldn't find it, he got up and took out a few plums from the bamboo basket on the table and handed them to Wan Chaoyun, "I don't know what the sixth girl likes to eat, so the little one brought some fresh plums." ”

Wan Chaoyun took the plum and handed it to Liu Mei, while she sat opposite Zhang Shanji, "What is the matter with Shopkeeper Zhang looking for my uncle?" ”

"Girl, the shopkeeper Zhang wants a recipe for snail stuffed meat, the small one can only eat, how can you make it, that snail stuffed meat is obviously made by you, girl." Wan Gui said everything he wanted to say in a different way.

But after all, he is the big shopkeeper, and between the lightning and flint, his face changed from embarrassment to awe, "I didn't expect the sixth girl to have such skills, little admiration, admiration!" ”

"I'm going to have a lot of girls." Willow eyebrows and honorable Dao, small breasts are tall, Zhang shopkeeper praised a few more words, she was afraid that her tail would go to the sky.

Zhang Shanji's shrewd eyes flashed with calculations, and the smile on his face became even bigger, like a flower, "The little one is a smart little girl like the sixth girl for the first time, and the nobles in the capital are not as smart as the six girls." ”

was boasting, Wen's cool voice came, "The little girl is stupid, she can't be praised by the shopkeeper, and she doesn't dare to compare with the nobles in the capital. ”

Zhang Shanji's heart trembled when he heard this, how could Wen, who was born in a scholarly family, speak so directly?

Is it really the surname Wen?

Suddenly, remorse was born, how could he be blinded by the snail stuffed meat, and whimsically thought that he could get it with two sentences......

"The little one has seen the lady." Zhang Shanji quickly adjusted his posture between two breaths, and his expression never changed, "Madame is serious, the sixth girl is already smart, and the little one is just telling the truth." ”

"I heard that Shopkeeper Zhang wants the recipe for stuffing meat with snails?" Wen was straightforward, and did not give Zhang Shan any tricks to make his three-inch tongue incorruptible.

"Yes." Zhang Shanji had to answer truthfully.

Wen Shi's eyebrows frowned slightly when he heard this, "Although the Wen family has lost, I don't plan to sell the dowry given by my father and mother." ”