Wen Yao's father almost blurted out, but fortunately, he still turned a corner around his mouth.

"Dad, you're back." Wen Yao was the first to run up, and the big heads had already stood up, as if they had thought of something, they stood still in place.

Wen Xiuyi and Wen Yao saw the child's reaction in their eyes, and when the big head was at a loss, the whole person was vacated at once.

"Son, don't you miss your father." Wen Xiuyi hugged his skinny little head and said with a smile.

The big head seemed to be a little overwhelmed by his sudden move, and his whole body was stiff, and he didn't even dare to move.

Seeing the frightened and contradictory look in his eyes, Wen Xiuyi was distressed, so he simply held his head with one hand, and reached into his clothes with the other hand and took out a small clay puppet.

The big head's eyes lit up.

"Like it? Dad bought it for you. Wen Xiuyi handed the clay puppet to the big head.

The big head looked at it cautiously, and the appearance of wanting to take it but not daring made Wen Xiuyi laugh for a while, and stuffed the clay puppet directly into his hand.

Seeing the joy in the child's eyes, Wen Xiuyi was a little relieved, and then turned his head and quietly compared his mouth to the two children:

He's still young, and when Dad earns money, he'll buy toys for you.

The brother and sister were speechless for a while, they were not really sixteen or ten years old, how could they eat the vinegar of a milk doll.

Wen Xiuyi sat down with his big head in his arms, pointing to the thing in his hand that Wen Jun had just taken.

"I bought a pound of meat and two pounds of flour, Yaoyao, you can watch it."

Wen Yao's eyes lit up when she heard that there was still meat.

"Dad, did you make money today? Found alive? Wen Yao asked.

Wen Xiuyi smiled awkwardly: "What, my father had a bad reputation before, and many shops didn't recruit him, so I went to the dock to work as a porter for a day, okay, I earned fifty wen today, I bought two steamed buns at noon and spent two yuan, and spent twelve yuan to buy a pound of meat, six yuan a pound of flour, two yuan for a clay figure for the big head, and twenty-two yuan left, all here, for you." ”

After speaking, he took out dozens of copper plates from his bag and handed them to Wen Yao.

The hand was about to be withdrawn, but it was grabbed by a pair of small hands.

I saw the big head cautiously open Wen Xiuyi's hand, and saw the blisters grinding out of his palm and was stunned for a while, just staring at Wen Xiuyi's hand, looking at his hand and looking at him, and soon his eyes turned red.

Wen Yao and Wen Jun also saw it.

"Daddy!"

Wen Xiuyi took his hand back with a smile, and touched his youngest son's head distressedly, before he said: "It's inevitable to move and lift, it's inevitable, it's good to get used to it, but if you earn money, it can be regarded as a day when your father didn't run in vain, Yaoyao, hurry up and cook, I'm starving to death." ”

Listening to his seemingly cheerful tone, Wen Yao's nose was sour, and she took the ingredients in Wen Jun's hand and began to deal with them.

"Brother, you help me cut a piece of bamboo, and I'll make you a knife and cut noodles to eat."

Wen Jun sighed and went.

With his back to Wen Xiuyi and them, Wen Yao dared to quietly raise her hand to wipe away the tears that fell from her eyes.

Her father has been a professor all his life, although he also needs to go to the field to farm, but the farming at that time is not the same thing as now, not to mention the hard work for a day, thinking about Wen Yao is distressed.

There is not much meat in a catty, there are fat and thin, Wen Yao removed the fat meat and fried it in an iron pot, although it was less, but it was also oily meat, and cut the lean meat into strips, and there were a few cabbages in the cellar behind the house, Wen Yao took it and washed it and cut it.

Fried shredded meat, added water, fortunately exchanged the achievement points for some salt today, and when the water boiled, put the chopped cabbage down, and a fragrance soon spread in the small courtyard, and even the big head sniffed hard, wanting to retain the taste.

Preparing these, Wen Yao began to knead the noodles, fortunately, the noodles were easy to make, and when the water in the pot boiled, the noodles were kneaded.

I saw Wen Yao holding the dough in one hand and the bamboo slices in the other hand and starting to cut it, this neat technique stunned the big head.

First confused, then strange, and finally looked at Wen Yao's eyes with admiration.

Wen Xiuyi saw his youngest son's reaction in his eyes, and did not explain too much, no matter what, this child will live with them in the future, whether he is precocious or not, and whether he sees anything or not, after all, it is necessary for him to learn to get used to and adapt.

Soon a pot of knife-cut noodles was cooked, and then it was accompanied by the broth that Wen Yao had cooked before, which was called a fragrant.

If it weren't for the limited ingredients and seasonings, Wen Yao, a food anchor with hundreds of thousands of fans in a certain sound, would definitely make them a bowl of knife-cut noodles that they would even swallow their tongues.

"Eat slowly, be careful of scalding." Wen Yao filled a bowl for the big head, and filled some for the three of them, and the family of four just sat next to the fire and ate noodles.

There is only salt and meat, and although the taste is single, it is the most delicious knife-cut noodles that a family of three has ever tasted.

"There is a river called Pingjiang next to Yunwu Town, there are still more merchant ships coming and going, and there are a lot of people working on the wharf, Yaoyao, you take the rest of the noodles and steam some steamed buns, I will take it tomorrow, so I don't have to spend money to buy food." Wen Xiuyi told Wen Yao while eating.

Wen Yao asked, "Dad, is the dock big?" Are there a lot of people? She suddenly had an idea.

Wen Xiuyi nodded: "It's quite big, and there are a lot of merchants and people who work." ”

Wen Yao's speed of eating noodles slowed down, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After eating the noodles, Wen Jun consciously went to wash it, and the big eyes of the big head were full of surprise as he watched his eldest brother wash the dishes, curious about what the baby was doing every day, it was really strange to see anything.

Wen Xiuyi also knew about Wen Yao and the others who went up the mountain to dig Tianmendong.

"I know this thing, I used to farm...... I've heard people say it's a good thing before, how are you going to get it? Wen Xiuyi almost said that he had leaked, so he quickly made up for it.

Wen Yao said: "Dad, let's go into the city with you tomorrow, first, let's see how much it can sell for this day, and second, I want to go to the dock to see, I have an idea, I have to go to the field first." ”

Wen Xiuyi raised his eyebrows: "Oh? How to say. ”

Wen Yao hurriedly said, "Dad, did you go to the dock today and see someone setting up a stall over there?" ”

Wen Xiuyi nodded: "Yes, it's quite lively, and there are quite a lot of food for sale, you mean?" ”

Wen Yao subconsciously snapped her fingers: "Yes, that's what you think, anyway, if it doesn't work, go see it first, and then think of a way." ”

She wanted to find a job as a cook before, or just learn from the protagonists in the novel, selling a recipe or something, wouldn't she be rich?

But as soon as this idea was put forward, it was rejected by Wen Xiuyi, there was no ten-year-old girl here to be a cook, and the big chef with the apprentice had to take it for more than ten years before he was allowed to do it alone, or it was the kitchen girl who bought it back from the big family.

It is impossible for him to sell Wen Yao to others as a maid, so naturally he does not agree.

Besides, selling formulas, the idea is good, but they have no foundation, no financial resources, to put it bluntly, they don't understand the truth of their guilt, so they have to take it step by step, and steady and steady is the last word.

Since Wen Xiuyi said that there can be a stall on the pier, why don't they go and set up a stall? As far as Wen Yao's cooking skills are concerned, they are more affordable, and they don't have to worry about having no business.