Xu Shizi snorted secretly, buried his face on the pillow, and trembled faintly with anger!

Good for you, little village girl! Ben Shizi kindly rubbed the ointment on you, and asked you to make a bowl of noodles, and you actually dared to give medicine to Ben Shizi!

"Childe has eaten a bit too much, and he can be cured by taking three bowls of medicine." Uncle Zhao handed the prescription to Qingfeng, "In addition, I have to buy some ointment." ”

"Uncle Zhao, my son just has diarrhea, why did you buy ointment?" Qingfeng looked at the contents of the medicine list, extremely suspicious.

"Hey, young man, I don't know much." Uncle Zhao saw through it and said it, patted Qingfeng's shoulder, and said seriously, "Childe has diarrhea for so long, won't it hurt?" That hot feeling, if you don't rub the ointment, I'm afraid that the son won't be able to go to the ground for a few days. ”

"Oh, yes, Uncle Zhao is thoughtful." Qingfeng suddenly realized, and looked at the prince who was already blue on the bed with a sympathetic face, and was faintly angry.

Xu Jinfei is really going to tear Huamanxi's heart apart at this moment! He is a dignified prince of Zhenguo, famous, the most beautiful man in Beijing, at this moment, he is really losing face, and he wants to die of shame!

Aunt Komura! Damn the little village girl! He wrote it down!

Xu Shizi clutched the sheets, raised his eyes to look out the window, and asked in a gloomy voice: "Did the little village girl who sold noodles come yesterday?" ”

Uncle Zhao casually picked up the registration book of the people who came to work yesterday and glanced at it, and replied: "There are about fifty of these workers, in addition to consolidating the fence, renovating the yard, rebuilding the decoration of the inner house, planting fruit trees, digging cellars - these people are not enough." ”

"Find a way to get in some of our own people and do something private." Xu Jinfei said softly in his voice, completely losing his previous cold demeanor, and even his eyes were not murderous.

Uncle Zhao was secretly funny in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and said with a forced smile: "Okay, okay, the old slave will finish this matter for the son." ”

"By the way, Childe just said that little village girl, why don't we ask her to be a cook after we tidy up the inner house." Uncle Zhao closed the booklet, "Keeping the workers to eat can also speed up the process." ”

"I'll talk about this later!" The prince only felt that his stomach was empty, and he was very uncomfortable, and said through gritted teeth.

Hua Manxi naturally didn't know that he was already like a prey, and he was targeted by a certain small-bellied chicken intestine.

After getting up, although she was not in good spirits, she still got motivated and began to be busy when she thought of the silver.

Today, since she was making soup noodles, she decided to bring a charcoal fire and a small stove and cook it there.

Stir-fry the meat sauce, make the cucumber shreds and carrot shreds, pick an extra basket of greens, Hua Manxi brought all the belongings, and Hua Xiaosong set off a little earlier than yesterday.

When they arrived at the stone platform, Hua Manxi and Hua Xiaosong set up a small stove and lit a charcoal fire to boil the broth.

In order to prevent the waiting time from running out, after Hua Manxi washed his hands, he began to knead the dough sheets, and just after about five or six bowls of noodles, the workers rested and prepared to eat.

"Selling noodle soup, freshly blanched and boiled noodle soup, uncles, hurry up." Hua Manxi saw that the workers had gone to wash their hands, so they began to sell.

"Ouch, that little girl is really here again, today instead of selling sour noodle soup, she will sell noodle soup slices instead!"

"The sour noodle soup yesterday tasted so good, I was full of energy, I don't know what this noodle soup tastes like."

"We'll see."

Several workers walked to the noodle stall in Huamanxi with a smile and a smile.

At this time, the soup was just boiling, and Hua Manxi lifted the lid on the soup bucket, and a hot mist came out, with a delicious and mellow soup flavor.

"This soup tastes quite right, just like the taste of boiling pork bones for the New Year, little girl, how to sell this noodle soup today?" An uncle asked.

"Uncle, it's still the same price yesterday, and the soup tube is enough." Hua Manxi replied with a smile, "I have just pulled this noodle, and it is now hot and cooked, so that you uncles can eat it hot." ”

"Then bring me a bowl." The uncle said cheerfully.

"Okay." Hua Manxi roughly took a bowl of noodles, threw the noodles into the broth and boiled, not long after, the boiling soup made the noodles change color, and when the noodles all floated up, it was cooked, at this time, Hua Manxi threw two pieces of green vegetables into the pot.

After the greens are broken, Hua Manxi takes out the noodles and greens and puts them in a bowl, adds meat sauce, side dishes, and finally drizzles with broth and sprinkles with chopped green onions.

A bowl of steaming noodle soup was cooked, and the uncle took it with both hands and ate it heartily on the stone platform.

"Little girl, bring me four bowls." Uncle Zhao squeezed forward and asked for four bowls at once.

"Okay, uncle, wait a minute." Hua Manxi quickly sliced the noodles into the soup, and when she cooked the noodles, she could still use them for two purposes, and continued to hold the noodles and put them aside for later use.

The four bowls of noodle soup were quickly ready, and Uncle Zhao gave Hua Manxi twenty-four cents, and Hua Manxi asked Xiao Song to help bring two bowls into the house.

However, there was only a light breeze and light clouds in the house.

It's three people, but you have to eat four bowls of noodles? It's really rich! This noodle costs six cents a bowl! Hua Xiaosong secretly spoke, after all, he was a child, and he couldn't help but look at the room twice.

"Thank you, little brother, for buying you candy." Who is Uncle Zhao, you can see Hua Xiaosong's thoughts at a glance, and quickly took out two pennies to Hua Xiaosong.

"No, no, uncle, you're too polite, my sister said that we make food, just to serve home, I can't ask for this." Hua Xiaosong didn't dare to pick it up, so he quickly turned around and ran away.

"Service to home?" Uncle Zhao looked at Hua Xiaosong's back like a smoke, and chuckled, "This little village girl is very interesting." ”

After Uncle Zhao waited for Hua Xiaosong to go in, he took the noodle soup out of the back room, and said to Xu Dashizi, who had just finished drinking a bowl of bitter medicine on the bed: "Son, it's time to eat, it's still the noodles of that little village girl, the old slave tasted it, it tasted good." ”

Speaking of this little village girl who doesn't know whether to live or die, Xu Jinfei has a fire in her stomach.

He glanced at the bowl of noodle soup that Uncle Zhao brought over, his eyes darkened, and he only felt that he was bitter in his throat and tumbling in his stomach!

It's still a familiar taste, and it's still the same side dish! Exactly the same soup, exactly the same noodles!

But so many workers outside ate it, why didn't they have diarrhea! This little village girl who doesn't know whether she is alive or dead dares to plot against her own son! Wait for this son to be fine, this son must make you regret what you did last night!

"Childe? What's wrong? Is there a problem with this? Seeing that Xu Jinfei's eyes were dark and gloomy, Uncle Zhao couldn't help but ask.

"I don't eat! Let's go! Xu Jinfei stared at the medicine bowl with a lot of medicine residue left next to the bed, his throat was bitter, and he said angrily, "It's noodles, noodles, noodles all day long, can't you eat something else?" ”

"Okay, then I'll get something else." Uncle Zhao looked at the inexplicably angry Lord Shizi, and hurriedly reassured.

Hey, patients, they always need special care, even the famous and famous prince of the world, who shook the capital, is no exception.

Uncle Zhao's love was overflowing, looking at Xu Dashizi's eyes full of kindness, after going out, he turned left and right, and came to the noodle stall again.

At this time, Hua Manxi had already sold almost the dough, and sold more than 30 bowls of noodles in total! I was about to pack my things and go back.

"Little girl." Uncle Zhao approached Hua Manxi with a smile, and his tone was very polite.

"What's wrong? Uncle? Hua Manxi was so tired that his forehead was covered with sweat, and he wiped it with a handkerchief at will.

However, who is Uncle Zhao, I saw her handkerchief at a glance.

Isn't this veil the son of their family? How did it get into the hands of this little girl?

"This, little girl, where did you get this veil, it looks very expensive." Uncle Zhao's expression remained unchanged, and he asked casually.

"This veil?" Hua Manxi was startled, looked down at the handkerchief in his hand, ouch, he was not in good spirits this morning, and he actually brought out the handkerchief left by the man in black!

What a mistake!

"Oh, I picked up this handkerchief, it looks beautiful, so I washed it and used it." Hua Manxi pursed his lips and smiled, pure and good.

"Oh, that's right." Uncle Zhao was very serious on his face, but he didn't believe it in his heart.

The prince was found in this small village, and he had to live in this ravine, and the handkerchief of the prince suddenly appeared on this little village girl?

If you want to say that there are no twists and turns, he Uncle Zhao definitely doesn't believe it!

"Little girl, this is ten cents, can you bother to boil me a small pot of white porridge? A person's portion size is good, and when a person is old, he wants to eat something light. Uncle Zhao escaped with ten cents and put it on the stone table.

"Porridge, is that a little softer or a little harder?" came to business, Hua Manxi was surging up with a trace of panic in his heart, and hurriedly asked seriously.

"Let's be soft." Uncle Zhao squinted his eyes and looked at Hua Manxi without a trace.

Of course, ten cents to boil a small pot of white porridge, she naturally can't be so dark, she will also serve some side dishes.

It seems that when I came just now, there was a small stream on the side of the road with a lot of small fish, and it would be best to catch a little and fry them later, and then serve them with a pot of cucumber shreds.

"Okay, uncle, I'll go back and boil it, and bring it to you after boiling porridge." Hua Manxi thought about it in his heart, responded very respectfully, and beckoned Hua Xiaosong to the side, "Xiaosong, hurry up and pack your things." ”

"Okay, sister." Hua Xiaosong loaded everything onto the small shuttle bus and said sensibly: "Sister, I'll just pull it this time, you go behind." ”

"Okay, sister home will reward you with a penny to buy candy!" Hua Manxi smiled with satisfaction, and actually gave birth to a sense of pride that my family had just grown up.

After the Hua Manxi sisters and brothers walked away, Uncle Zhao beckoned, called a man who looked like a worker, and said in a low voice: "Follow this little village girl and check her bottom." ”

"Yes, Master Zhao." The man whispered, dodged into the path, and disappeared in an instant.