Chapter 48: Who is Sun Tzu scolding?

Aunt Zhou Hua'er suddenly remembered that Bi Cheng was also amazing now.

The female master he worshipped helped him earn a lot of gold lumps in one night.

Later, for many days, the big families in the city seemed to come to Bi Cheng to cook vegetables.

She heard from the neighbors that Bi Cheng is cooking now, and it is all according to the price of gold.

The little lady with this sign in front of her, didn't she hear that Bi Cheng was developed and specially pasted it?

Aunt Zhou Hua'er thought like this in her heart, and then looked at the two in front of her, the more she looked, the more she felt that this was the case!

I have to say that this marks that Xiaoniang does have vision, although Bi Cheng does not like words, her appearance is decent.

After many years of being a cook, he has developed a good body, strong and well-proportioned, and his twenty or so is just the strength of his blood.

On weekdays, many little daughters-in-law in the neighborhood like to sneak a peek at him through the crack in the door.

The key is that he has married a daughter-in-law and experienced personnel, which is much stronger than the little offspring who has not grown all the hair.

determined that the two were in this relationship, and Aunt Zhou Huaer's face immediately became unsightly.

Bi Cheng is going to be taken away by the little goblin, so what should Mu Juan'er do?

Although Juan'er can't see with her eyes, what a good person she is!

Not!

As an old neighbor, she can't open her eyes and watch her own people suffer!

"I said Bi Cheng, you have been out for so long, Juan'er should be in a hurry at home. Let's go back, it's a cold day, there's no good situation outside, and the hot kang head at home is really comfortable!"

Aunt Zhou Hua'er spoke in a weird manner, and Yan Yan and Bi Cheng naturally heard the voice-over in the old lady's words.

It's thinking they have something.

Bi Cheng twisted his eyebrows and was about to explain, but he saw Yan Yan smiling and shaking his head at himself.

He didn't say anything more.

Yan Yan answered with a smile: "What my aunt said is that my master will not be considerate, and he should have gone home to accompany his wife." ”

After saying this, Yan Yanqiao's lips pursed, and the boss with a look of displeasure: "The apprentice said that he only went out for a walk, what do you care about what I do, the master still talked to the apprentice just now, and asked you to restrain me less." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and winked at Bi Cheng, smiling like a cunning little fox.

Bi Cheng's brows twisted and twisted, and he responded sullenly.

Is he wronged?

Yan Yan turned around again and smiled at Aunt Zhou Hua'er: "Don't worry, I will definitely keep an eye on the master in the future, let him accompany the master more when he is free, the master is more than a person, the master is too straight, he doesn't know how to hurt people!"

Aunt Zhou Hua'er looked confused.

This little girl is reasonable, and she seems to be on good terms with Mu Juan'er, could it be that she will be wrong?

Other people's daughters are here to learn cooking, and they don't have that crooked mind at all?

Aunt Zhou Hua'er, who couldn't feel her pulse, was a little embarrassed to continue chatting, and the greetings flashed numbly.

Looking at the back of the old lady in a panic, Bi Cheng shook his head helplessly: "Master, why bother to play with the old man, tell me the truth." ”

Yan Yan's thin lips hooked: "It's fun, I'm just too lazy to explain, let's go!" took a crispy cucumber from the car, and the bite was crunchy, and the person walked out of the alley in a blink of an eye.

When he couldn't see anyone, Bi Cheng immediately squatted down and began to look for the weird disappearing green bamboo shoot all over the alley......

The breeze swept through the branches, disturbing the rays of light, the green moss was faintly hazy, and the wind was slightly cold, but it was a good day.

There were a lot of people on the street, and Yan Yan walked into the vegetable market.

In a few days, she will enter the mansion of the Hao family, and Bi Cheng's craftsmanship is no problem, but his dishes are too old, and she has to think of some new tricks.

When she came to the world of mountains and seas, she also turned over some books about this world and learned a lot about the ingredients of this world.

Yan Yan found that although many ingredients are not available on the earth, they are very similar to many vegetables on the earth.

For example, the thing Yan Yan is holding in his hand at the moment, called "Wen Stem", actually looks very much like broad-leaved snow mushroom (pronounced the same as red), which is the raw material of the famous plum dried vegetables in Shaoxing.

Yan Yan used the secret method he developed to make some dried plum vegetables before, and it tasted good.

In addition, there is a kind of fruit of Panmu, which is very large, white on the outside and tender on the inside, and is crisp and raw when chewed in the mouth, just like the taste of nine-headed mustard greens, which is the best product for making pickles.

Yan Yan chose several side dishes in a few pieces, and was shopping with great interest, when he heard a group of people in front of him.

She didn't like to watch the lively temperament, and planned to go around and continue to walk, but a voice from the crowd came into her ears.

She recognized the voice.

"Your Excellency, you are doing well, I really didn't mean to. You see that your boots are also good, I will pay you these two pockets of soybeans, you can bypass the little old man......"

In the center of the crowd, an old man with a thin figure and a somewhat rickety back, dressed in burlap clothes, and stacked with several patches of different colors and materials.

Facing a rich and well-dressed old man, he bowed and apologized, and almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

The rich old man hugged his arms and pouted, and his eyes almost rolled out of the sky.

The few young boys next to him shouted the most fiercely, obviously the followers of the rich master.

The boys hurled insults at the old man, and spoke very ugly, like a group of vicious dogs who followed their masters.

Yan Yan entered the crowd and saw such a situation.

This old man also lives in Tiaofeng Lane, which is the old neighborhood of Bi Cheng's family, and the neighbors call him Deng Xiangbo.

Deng Xiangbo had no other skills, so he only relied on collecting seasonal vegetables from villages outside the city to sell them in the city to make some small profits to support his family.

The only daughter died of illness the year before last, leaving behind a granddaughter who was only three years old, and the family was struggling.

Before Yanyan's appearance changed, he often met this old man.

When Bi Cheng was not at home, he helped Mu Juan'er a little east and west, and his wife Aunt Deng Xiang often came to Bi's house to help Mu Juan'er do her work.

The family is honest and honest.

Yan Yan listened to the gossip of the surrounding crowd and listened to the whole story.

Looking down at the ground, the bag of fallen soybeans was sprinkled on the feet of the rich man, and some dust was thrown on the pair of thin-soled black velvet boots, and nothing else.

"Our master said that if you want to pay for this car of soybeans, it will be less. Do you know how much silver these boots are worth on our master's feet? Even if you lose a whole load of soybeans, you can't afford to buy them. You don't know what to do with old immortals......"

A follower boy glared and pointed at Deng Xiangbo's nose and scolded. Facing an old man who is dozens of years older than him, it is like scolding his grandson.

Deng Xiangbo bowed his head deeply, and pleaded with resignation.

The more humble his attitude, the more reckless a few followers became.

Seeing that the old man refused to let go, he stepped forward to make a murderous move.

One of the most evil boys reached out and grabbed the placket of Deng Xiangbo's chest, but grabbed a handful of stems and leaves.

There were tiny hook thorns on the edge of the stems and leaves, which made the follower bared his teeth and scolded: "Which beast doesn't have long eyes, throw this broken thing over, and stab grandpa to death!"

"Who is the grandson scolding?" Suddenly, a crisp voice came from the side.