Twilight is four, and the lights are on.

In the study room of Wang's Dongzhuang old mansion, Wang Song just said that he wanted to return the book in Xue Zijin's hand, and was scolded by his father.

"Those books are sold when they are put in the bookstore and the price is marked, Jiaojiao'er just bought them back, and you rushed to ask for them, why are you so thick-skinned."

"Father! The son is also entrusted by men. ”

Wang Song reluctantly straightened his robe, he didn't want to care about it!

Ke Zisheng grinded him all afternoon and wanted him to help redeem those books.

He was so entangled that he lost his temper, so he came back to his father with a cheeky face.

"Doesn't Zijin love farming! Zisheng is willing to exchange fifty acres of land with her ......"

"No, my Wang family doesn't lack those fifty acres of land."

Wang Boliang interrupted his son's words, and threw the teacup back on the low table with a bang, so shocked that the lid of the teacup almost slipped off.

He had read the book of farm tool forging, and the iron-making technology in it was not simple.

Not to mention that his granddaughter loves this book very much, even if his Li family really wants to buy it back, fifty acres of land is too much to search.

Before the father and son could discuss the result, there was a knock on the study door.

"Lord Lang! After dinner, Miss Xue brought back an iron pot and cooked many new dishes herself! ”

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The main courtyard of the old house is a hall.

The old couple of the Wang family sat at the top, and Wang Song and Wang Shuzhen sat opposite each other.

Xue Zijin obediently knelt beside Mrs. Wang, and introduced the new dishes on the table to everyone very attentively.

"This is mapo tofu, this is braised pork ribs, this is sweet and sour tenderloin, this is palace fried chicken......"

After introducing a table of dishes full of color and flavor, she sandwiched a piece of pork ribs that were soft and glutinous, but did not fall apart, for each of the two old men above.

"Grandfather and grandmother, try this braised pork ribs first, see if it is much better than the usual stew?"

"Huh! Okay, good...... Let's eat it too! I heard that you are very tired today for that iron pot! ”

The two old men laughed toothlessly, and their voices were full of love.

Wang Shuzhen tightened the chopsticks in her hand, bit her lip, plucked up the courage to clip a sweet and sour tenderloin to the brother opposite.

"Brother! Do you have a sweet tooth, can you try this dish to your taste? ”

Wang Song picked up the meat strip and put it into his mouth, and his originally calm and waveless eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hmmm! Fair. ”

Wang Boliang glared at his son angrily: "Hmph! It's so delicious, just give a decent evaluation, then don't eat it. ”

Wang Song was used to being scolded, so he didn't pay attention to his father, and raised his hand to clip a red and bright tenderloin for himself.

"How does Zijin know how to cook in an iron pot? Where did these recipes come from? ”

Xue Zijin, who was named, raised his head and met a pair of inquiring dark ink eyes.

Belch!

This uncle's eyes are so sharp, he deserves to be a guard.

Xue Zijin blinked, and said with a frank expression: "I bought a few books in the bookstore in Jinyang City yesterday, one of which is a complete set of recipes, and these dishes are marked on it, and they all have to be fried in an iron pot. ”

She pouted: "I went to the iron shop to buy an iron pot, and I was ridiculed by the blacksmith, saying that pig iron can't be made into an iron pot, so let me not make a mess."

In a fit of rage, I smelted iron by myself according to the iron smelting technique in another book of agricultural tool forging. ”

Anyway, everyone knows about her book purchase, and she has nothing to worry about.

Wang Shuzhen said angrily while serving vegetables to her daughter: "You! It's just gluttony, for the sake of stuttering, and wasting so much pig iron from your grandfather. ”

"What's this, it's not that our family can't afford to buy dozens of catties of pig iron."

Mrs. Wang patted her obedient granddaughter's little hand: "Don't listen to your mother's nonsense, the value of this iron pot is immeasurable, and you have done a good job."

Just put these foods in the Wind Chase Restaurant to buy, but I am afraid that no matter how expensive it is, some people are willing to pay for it. ”

I have to say.

Old Madam Wang's idea coincides with Xue Zijin.

She shook the old man's hand in surprise: "Really, grandmother! Can I find my second grandfather to cooperate? ”

"Of course you can!"

After Mrs. Wang was slightly stunned, she immediately said to her son Wang Song: "When you go back to the city, you will talk to your second uncle and let him go back to the old house for dinner at noon tomorrow." ”

Wang Boliang also twisted his beard and nodded: "Don't tell him about the iron pot yet, let him be amazed at that time." ”

"Hmmm! OK. ”

Wang Song bowed his head, and his eyes seemed to be observing Xue Zijin all the time.

This girl is a bit evil, obviously she had a wooden personality before, but she became lively and cheerful overnight.

And those books came from evil too.

Zisheng said that he didn't have the so-called farm tool forging record at all, but this morning Wen Qiaote found him and said that he wanted to buy a copy of the farm tool forging record from his bookstore.

He said that there was no such book, but the kid from the Wen family said that the bookstore only sold one to this girl yesterday.

He saw it with his own eyes and looked through the catalog.

He called the bookstore guy to ask, and it was really true.

He thought it was a lone book that the steward had found somewhere, but after some inquiry, no one knew the origin of the book.

This aroused Zisheng's curiosity, and he came to grind him in the afternoon, so he had to redeem all the dozen or so books that this girl bought from the bookstore.

But now in this posture, it would be good if he could get him one or two back.

Think about it.

Wang Song looked at the little girl and said seriously: "The owner of the bookstore wants to redeem those books, are you willing?" ”

Belch!

Is this a reaction from the bookstore?

Xue Zijin blinked, and tapped the table with his right index and middle fingers.

It was a knee-jerk action when she was nervously thinking.

Those books are too rebellious, not to mention the alchemy in the farm tool forging book.

The food in the recipe book is enough to make any restaurant make a lot of money.

There are also those planting books, as long as they are implemented in accordance with the above technology, not to mention the yield per mu in the 21st century, how can there be seven or eight hundred catties!

Compared with today's production capacity of only two or three hundred catties per mu, it can be three or four times that of the current one!

Xue Zijin looked at Wang Song's sharp ink eyes, and he was not embarrassed at all: "Uncle! I bought those books because I liked them, and of course I didn't want to sell them back! ”

As she spoke, she bit her lower lip quite entangledly: "But you are my uncle, I can't save your face!" ”

When the old couple saw that the little girl was so reluctant, they both looked at their son on the right hand with unkind eyes.

Wang Boliang was about to open his mouth to help speak, but he heard his good granddaughter come up with a good compromise.

"That's it, uncle! I'm going to copy the books one by one to the bookstore, can you read them? ”

Copying ......

Wang Song raised her eyebrows, does this girl have that literary talent?

It's not that he looks down on her......

In fact, as far as he knew, when this girl was in Xuejia Village, she either went up the mountain or down the ground every day.

It was a miracle that she could read, and he was really worried that only she could recognize the books she copied.