I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Yin Xuan's words made Mingyuelou cook even more wronged.

Even Gao Tie, a cowardly daughter-in-law, can do it, why can't he.

But adults don't even have the right to be wronged.

He sighed inwardly for a while, then continued to sweep the floor.

It's only been a few days!As long as he hasn't been beaten to death, he can stay here with a stern face - it's not that he hasn't been beaten out with a stick.

As long as you persist, you can always stay cheeky. As long as you stay, you will have a chance.

Wait until sunset.

Jiu'er came back from outside with a wooden knife in her hand, her face and hands were heavily bruised, but her face was bright.

Wang looked worried for a while, Jiu'er has always been very well-behaved, she doesn't cause trouble, and she doesn't make trouble, why did she finally go out today and come back like this?
"What's going on?" Wang grabbed Jiu'er, sat her down, and carefully checked the wound on her body, "Who bullied you?"

Yin Lulu also came over and looked at Jiu'er worriedly.

"Don't be afraid if you are bullied!"

"Tell me."

"I'll ask Sister Yingzi to teach them a lesson!"

"It's really not possible, there is brother!"

Jiu'er shook her head: "No, it's okay." While speaking, she raised her head and glanced at Yin Xuan.

Seeing this, she was a little dazed.

This is the mark left on her body by a martial arts master her mother asked her to find.

That morning, her mother told her many things about the past—things that she had never experienced before.Jiu'er was born in Jiaosifang. When she was conceived by her mother, his father Yuwen Chengji died.

She said that women are born dependent on men.

But a good-looking woman is of no value to a powerful man. They prefer women who are capable and like wild wolves.

If you just look good, when something happens, you will be left without mercy.

Baosi, Daji, and even herself are like this.

When Niang said this, there was hatred and fire in her eyes.

Jiu'er has never seen her mother's face like this.

The mother who was extremely strong in her eyes hugged her and cried for a long time, telling herself repeatedly that she must become a ferocious wolf.

This is completely different from what my mother told me before.

Before coming to Tung Fook Restaurant, no one ever told me to be a useful person.

And after coming to Tongfu Restaurant
This is what Yin Xuan told himself.

After meeting mother, mother also said the same.

While she was in such a trance, Yin Xuan went to the backyard, fetched a basin of water from the well, wet the cloth, put it on her hands, and said softly to Wang: "Don't worry, no one dares to bully you!" Jiu'er's."

Apply cold water to new wounds.

Well water in Winterfell is colder than kitchen tap water.

Jiu'er nodded, smiled cutely and said, "Well, no one bullies me, it's all because of my own carelessness."

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

Yin Xuan raised his hand and tapped on her forehead: "You don't have to fight hard, you are only as big as you are, just take your time in the future."

He paused for a while.

"Your mother's situation is special, it's the general trend, it doesn't matter to anyone."

"Don't be influenced by your mother too much."

Jiu'er looked at Yin Xuan, confused.

With a smile on the corner of Yin Xuan's mouth, there seemed to be stars in his eyes and he said the last sentence: "If you feel wronged, then don't do it."

"What happened to your mother will not happen to you."

Jiu'er nodded.

Wang didn't quite understand, but she knew that Jiu'er's injury might be something she was doing, so she changed the cloth on Jiu'er's hand silently.

High-speed rail back home.

Looking at his wife, whose face was getting more and more rosy, with a smile in her eyes: "Didn't you keep saying that you wanted to set up a soup cake stall?"

The wife nodded.

But this is just an idea. The money brought back by the high-speed rail is used to subsidize the family.

"The shopkeeper said, tomorrow you can go and follow him to learn how to make deep-fried dough sticks and buns." Gao Tie's face was flushed, and he couldn't help grinning.

The wife frowned slightly: "Are you begging the shopkeeper? It's not necessary. That's what other people can eat."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by the high-speed rail.

The honest and honest man shook his head: "I didn't plead with the shopkeeper, it was the shopkeeper who said so."

He told his wife what happened today.

The wife was stunned and shook her head: "That store owner is really a strange person."

Her background is not bad, although she doesn't know what Yin Xuan's thoughts are, but she can see that Yin Xuan is a feat that ordinary people can't do.

Early the next morning.

The restaurant owners took the money and gathered in front of the restaurant. After the people who came to buy fried dough sticks and steamed buns left, they couldn't wait to pay the money and sign the contract.

Yin Xuan only taught them how to make deep-fried dough sticks.

It's useless to teach Baozi, and now the pork in the Datang market is still the smelly cheap meat, but mutton can be used instead.

But this cost.
It's not something these restaurants can afford.

It is not difficult to make fried dough sticks. The key step is to raise the dough. Datang eats dead dough. Once the wheat flour is mixed, the dough is cooked and eaten.

Plant ash is something that people in the Tang Dynasty often use to fertilize, raise silkworms, and bathe. They have never thought that this thing can be used on hair.

In one morning, I taught the essentials that should be taught.

In addition to the dough method, the most important thing in deep-fried dough sticks is oil.

Yin Xuan did not uproot the group of leeks.

One can of oil produced by the system sold them 31 cans, but it was a pity that selling oil to them would not increase my experience points, otherwise I might be able to rise to level [-] or even higher now.

The cook of Mingyuelou was sweeping the floor lonely in the house, looking at the high-speed rail standing in front of him, watching the high-speed rail cautiously, and watching the crowd learning how to make deep-fried dough sticks further away, he sighed faintly.

There is such a person.

It is impossible to learn by stealing.

The next morning, people who have the perseverance and perseverance to get up early, come to Huaizhenfang, and go to Tongfu Restaurant to buy a breakfast meal, will be surprised to find that Huaizhenfang is a little different.

The aroma of fried dough sticks is wafting all over the street.

A lot of deep-fried dough sticks have been set up—of course not as grand as the ones in Tongfu Restaurant, there is only a small, stiff clay pot.

They are not like Yin Xuan, who are reluctant to use oil, and Yin Xuan has repeatedly emphasized that the residual oil is not allowed to be recycled, which makes them use the oil that is [-] Wen a can more carefully.

The fritters fried in this way are not big, and of course the price is cheaper, two pennies.

But even so.

People's first choice is still Tongfu Restaurant, where the fried dough sticks are thick and big, and the golden color is very beautiful.

Just the portions are limited.

If you come a little later, you will not be able to grab the fried dough sticks from Tongfu Restaurant.