Chapter Ninety-Three: Something Must Be Requested

Zhang Ruyu couldn't help but shake when she heard the last word of the system, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

"Hey......, 888, you speak well, my cold hairs are standing up. Don't worry, I take your matter to heart and will solve it as soon as possible, now let's study my mother first, there's really nothing wrong with her, right? ”

Zhang Ruyu's eyes kept staring at Huang, and he couldn't even put down the things in his hand, came to the eaves of the porch, squatted in front of her, and tilted his head to look at her.

"Mother, what's wrong with you today? So diligent? ”

"Shut up, what's wrong with my lady washing clothes? Are there guests? Don't talk nonsense. ”

Huang rubbed a blue shirt with both hands and looked in the direction of the stone table, confirming that Song Huaimin didn't pay attention to them, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruyu still knows how to speak quietly, otherwise she wouldn't be laughed at.

Anyway, she also wants to save face, okay.

"Oh, okay, then you can do the laundry, I'll go chat with Uncle Song."

Zhang Ruyu stood up and went to the stove with the tofu flower in his hand.

Because the bean curd was just made, it was still very hot when it was brought back, Zhang Ruyu took out six bowls from the cupboard and filled them one by one, and there was still a small half of a large pot of bean curd.

"Sister, add some sugar to my bean curd, Uncle Song's salty, and add some chili oil."

Zhang Guangye walked in, came to the cupboard, took out a bowl of chili oil and a small sugar jar from it and walked to Zhang Ruyu's side.

Zhang Ruyu glanced back at him, and then looked at Zhang Guangcan, who was chatting with Song Huaimin in the courtyard, it was obvious that he was reporting the news and telling Zhang Guangye that she had bought tofu flowers.

"What about the fourth brother? What flavors does he eat? “

Zhang Guangye opened the sugar jar, looked at the pieces of sugar cubes inside, and sat down honestly in front of the stove without thinking about it, pulling firewood and making a fire.

"He's the same as me, he eats sweets, what's there to help with? I'm here to give you a hand. ”

Zhang Ruyu also naturally scooped up a floating water and poured it into the big iron pot that Zhang Guangye burned, picked up the bamboo brush handle and began to brush the pot.

Whether there is white sugar here, Zhang Ruyu doesn't know, anyway, she hasn't seen it so far.

Zhang's family flake candy is very similar to modern brown sugar, and if it is to be used as a topping, it must first be turned into sugar and boiled into syrup.

The syrup is very simple, just put the sugar in a heated pot and melt it, but the process is more troublesome.

"The fire is a little smaller, and the pot is a little mushy."

Zhang Ruyu held a wooden spatula in his hand and kept stirring it, trying to make the sugar heat more evenly and avoid sticking to the pot.

You must know that sugar paste is not only not good-looking, but more importantly, it will be bitter.

"How was your conversation with Steward Song just now? Is the other person good? “

Zhang Ruyu's hand movements did not stop, but his eyes looked into the courtyard.

Zhang Guangye glanced at her, and followed his line of sight to Song Huaimin, who was chatting happily with Zhang Guangcan in the courtyard.

"You're still going to match him up?"

Zhang Ruyu retracted her gaze and nodded.

"If you don't look for him, who are you looking for? In addition to recognizing him as the steward of the docks, that is, Hun Sen, it is impossible for me to go to Hun Sen, right? Okay, don't worry about it, I'll talk to Steward Song about this matter myself, just don't make a noise for a while. Okay, the heat is almost over, no need to burn it anymore, you can help me stir the syrup, and I'll get the salty ingredients. ”

Zhang Ruyu put down the spatula without waiting for Zhang Guangye to get up, turned around and came to the shore board to start working.

Salty bean curd, it stands to reason that there should be a combination of chopped green onions, seaweed and the like, but at this stage, with the strength of the Zhang family, these things will naturally not be available, and some are just mustard and chili oil.

But these are these two things, Zhang Ruyu is also very attentive, took out a kohlrabi from the mustard jar on the side, cut it into small granules, grabbed a small rub and put it into the two earthen bowls on the side.

Then add a spoonful of soy sauce and a spoonful of chili oil, take two spoonfuls of spoons, serve two bowls of bean curd and go out of the stove.

At this time, the Huang family was no longer in the courtyard, Zhang Ruyu looked at the clothes and basins placed under the eaves, and thought that the people had already returned to the house.

"Eat bean flowers, fourth brother, go to the stove and serve your share, and by the way, bring two bowls to my father and mother." Zhang Ruyu put one of the two bowls of bean curd in front of Song Huaimin and pushed Zhang Guangcan.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Zhang Guangcan ran to the stove room excitedly.

"Uncle Song, come, compensate for my taste and discord with your taste." Zhang Ruyu sat in the position where Zhang Guangcan had just now.

"It's good to look at, it must be delicious, it's really hard for you, Miss Zhang. I'm sorry that I'm here to visit a patient, but I'm going to keep you busy. ”

Song Huaimin picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth, salty, salty, spicy, and with a hint of salty aroma of pickles, which immediately filled his mouth, causing him to nod incessantly.

"Well, yes, yes. Just like that, a bowl of ordinary bean curd, a simple adjustment of the taste, it becomes delicious, and the girl's cooking skills must be good. ”

"That's so exaggerated, it's the bean curd itself that is well done, and it's tender and tender, if Uncle Song likes it, there are a lot of them, eat this bowl, and I'll make another bowl for you." Zhang Ruyu also tasted it and felt good.

She didn't expect that such a simple seasoning would have such an effect, and I think it was because of the raw materials.

"No, no, this bowl is enough. Miss Zhang, do you have anything to say to me, just say it, if I can help, I will definitely help. ”

Song Huaimin is also a person who has been dealing with people for many years, from the moment he entered the courtyard of the house, Zhang Ruyu seemed very attentive, and then the two sons of the Zhang family were a little hesitant to talk to him before, and it seemed fake if he didn't understand it.

Besides, he came to the door to thank him, and if he could really help the Zhang family, it would be regarded as a repayment.

Zhang Ruyu raised her head and looked at Song Huaimin, she was stunned for a moment, but quickly restrained her emotions.

"Uncle guessed, then I'm welcome. But uncle, you can just call me Ruyu, don't be so polite. Zhang Ruyu put down the spoon and looked at Song Huaimin with a straight face.

"Okay, I'll call you Ruyu. That Ruyu, you can tell me, if there is anything, uncle can help, uncle will help. It's all their own people, so you don't have to be polite to your uncle. Song Huaimin also looked at Zhang Ruyu.

Zhang Ruyu was a little nervous, and her palms were wet, but thinking of the current living conditions, she overcame it all of a sudden.

"Ahem, Uncle Song, you are the steward of the wharf, I want you to be familiar with many merchants, I want you to help me introduce a few merchants to know each other, I don't know if there will be any difficulties?"

"Merchant?" Song Huaimin looked at Zhang Ruyu suspiciously.

He originally thought that Zhang Ruyu would at most ask him to introduce an errand to Zhang Guangye, and he did have this plan.

He also knows the situation of the Zhang family, when the family does not act, the child will naturally suffer, he also likes Zhang Guangye, a young man, and he is willing to introduce him to an errand, but he didn't expect the girl of the Zhang family to let him introduce merchants.