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Chapter 698 The Chicken That Lays Eggs

However, under such crude conditions, there is nothing fancy about cooking.

Just boil the meat briefly, and then put some salt in it.

The salt is still that kind of coarse salt, which has a bit of a bitter taste in the eyes of the old, but now it is not picky when it is aged under this condition, and it is not bad to be able to eat meat.

I made some side dishes and cooked a pot of porridge.

"Come, come, eat, eat!"

"I didn't cook all of them, and I saved some to eat during the Chinese New Year." Song San said with a smile.

Chen Nian is also quite happy, living a life in any environment. Although I am not used to it, it is actually good to be able to eat these simple meals every day. You must know that there are still many people who can’t even eat .

After finishing it, Song San made another small bowl and poured a little black bean sauce into it.

That is the soy sauce of this period.

Old age is to take the warm wine off the stove and pour two bowls.

The meat was cut into thin slices by Song San, which looked like Li Zhuang's white meat.

After Song San moved his chopsticks first, Chen Nian took a sip.

The fishy smell of pork is still there after the entrance, but this is also a characteristic of this period. The pork bought by ordinary people is not the kind that has been carefully processed, and there are not so many spices to cover up the taste, but meat is meat after all.

There is not much fat on it, the main reason is that it has been peeled off by Song San, and he plans to refine some oil later, so that it can be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

"Come, come, dad, I respect you." Chen Nian said, picking up the wine bowl with both hands to drink, Song San touched it lightly, and then put it to his mouth to take a sip.

Although the taste is very light, the alcohol taste is not enough, and the taste is very rough, but still, it is good enough for ordinary people in this period to drink alcohol.

"Good wine, I haven't tasted wine for a long time." After Song San swallowed in satisfaction, he picked up another piece of meat, dipped it in the dipping sauce, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.

As he ate and ate, he suddenly thought of another problem, which he hadn't considered before.

That is, I now recognize Song San as my father and Xu Erni as my mother, but my name is Chen Nian...

If you follow the custom, wouldn't you want to change your name to Song Nian?
But before Chen Nian asked this question, Song San said it first: "Son, where did you come from before? How did you come here to be a beggar? And I haven't seen you before? "

"Father, I used to live in Bashu, but something happened to my family, and I was left alone. But after I lost my home, I didn't know where I should go. There are many people with money, even begging for food is easier to beg for, so I walked all the way north, and walked to Yong'an County, and then you picked it up." Chen Nian said.

And Song San didn't doubt it, after all, there are too many people like Chen Nian now, and the current Qi Dynasty is gradually showing a trend of decline, and more and more people can't afford to eat.

Many people choose to leave their homes.

"You used to be called Chen Nian, so you can call it that name in the future. You don't need to change your surname. We just need to know some things, and you are not young anymore. I can't force you to forget your old parents. If you can marry a The wife of the house, it is best to have two sons, one surnamed Song and one surnamed Chen, so that the two families can pass it on."

"Father, I don't think about these things now, I just want to be able to take care of your two elders in a safe and sound way."

Song San put down his chopsticks and scolded with a smile: "You are the only one who can talk. In fact, when I picked you up yesterday, I wanted to let you go when you woke up, but you are so good at talking, you are always the one who can talk I felt comfortable in my heart, so I didn't want to let you go afterward."

"Father and mother, if I don't leave, I will take care of you here."

"But we can't give you a good life."

"The days like this are already considered good days for me." Chen Nian insisted, "By the way, Mom and Dad, I actually have some skills besides being able to read and write, but I have always been a beggar Dress up, no one will use me."

"Oh, what craft?" Song San couldn't help becoming interested, and brought up the bowl to touch Chen Nian again.

Chen Nian had to take a sip before he said: "I can do some kitchen work, and I can also make tofu. Before I stayed here, I thought I could make tofu. It happens that we also have a mill at home, but we don't have money. I bought beans, but now it’s all right. With this money, I can buy some beans and come back. Besides making tofu, I can also make soy milk.

At that time, we don't need to push the car too far. We will set up a few tables and a small stall in front of our house, and we can sell offal and soy milk.

In the morning and afternoon, you can also sell tofu, so you can make more money. "

"You can also make tofu?" Song San couldn't help feeling a little surprised, "That's great, it seems that our family doesn't have an extra mouth to eat, but an extra hen to lay eggs!"

Seeing that Song San was happy, Chen Nian said again: "And after we can earn some money, I can still write letters for the neighbors in the neighborhood. I can also earn some small money by writing a pair or something. Don't worry, parents, I will definitely let you live a good life!"

Song San finally understood now that the little beggar he picked up was an old hen that laid eggs. For those who don't know what to do, there may be no difference between an old hen and a chicken. The biggest use is to cook a pot of old hen soup.

But as long as you give him a nest and a pile of grass, he can lay eggs, and now he is the one who gives the nest and the grass.

"Okay, okay, but young year, when the time comes, save all the money you earn, and don't spend it recklessly. If you save enough money, let your father ask you a wife. Although he is now down and out, he is in Yong'an County There are still quite a few people I know here, and he knows whoever has a girl who is waiting to be married!"

Chen Nian didn't expect that he would be urged to marry here. Although it was in a dream, he couldn't let Hong Dou down.

So he cleverly bypassed this topic: "I'll talk about this later, Mom and Dad, I still want to earn money, take good care of you, and repay your life-saving grace."

"That's right, why don't a man have a wife? With our son's ability, we still won't be able to get a wife in the future? If our son can really do what our son said, life can get better, and with Xiaonian's handsome appearance, how long will it be?" The most important thing is that the matchmaker came to say goodbye."

After talking, they took another sip of wine.

After three sips, the wine in the bowl didn't go down too much. The main reason is that this thing is not easy to come by, so if you can save some, you can drink it sparingly.

After drinking for three rounds, Song San's face was also a little red, and he patted the back of Chen Nian's hand: "Son, Dad can't give you anything, except for a shelter from the wind and rain. , that is, this little skill in father's hands.

When I was at Master Huang’s house, there were two cooks. One cook made noodles, and the other cook was your father and me. At that time, your father and my craftsmanship were amazing, especially the marinated meat. It hurts not to eat! "

"Father, do you still know how to braise meat?"

"Of course, this is a skill passed down from your father's family!"

(End of this chapter)