The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

She felt more at ease about the quality of the house.

Song Fubao smiled, Grandma Song nodded and agreed, it was only a tael of silver, and it was still for Fubao to practice, killing three birds with one stone, it was a good deal.

After finishing her work, Grandma Song put the roasted duck in a big pot, covered the pot, and took the pot to Xiaodouzi's house.

And Song Fubao continued to wander around the oven to roast the duck.

It's just that the courtyard door is closed, and she can't come in until she opens the door.

The second batch of roast ducks is directly used in the stewing oven, so you don’t have to turn them all the time, which saves a lot of time and effort. During this period, Song Fubao began to process other ducks.

Li Xiuzhi wanted to come out to help, but was pushed back by Song Fubao. Don't look at the little ducks, it's a lot of work to pack up so many. She is a confinement person, so she can't do it without hard work.

"Mother, if you're really sorry, just sit at the door of the room and stay with me under a quilt. I'll close the yard door so no one will see it."

"That's fine, that mother will just accompany you like this. I really don't know where the blessing came from to give birth to you. Since I gave birth to you, I haven't done much work. I rest and enjoy happiness every day. My life is better than that of rich wives and wives. The officials’ wives are all free, so it’s really time for something to happen, when I’m confinement, I’ll make three pots of stewed pork a day and sell it in our town, and the town next door will also sell it, so I’ll be with your uncle.”

Li Xiuzhi has high ambitions, and the whole family is bustling with work, so she is the only one who is free. Before that, she would have to be stabbed in the back by the villagers.

Song Fubao pursed his lips and smiled, this is really flustered, if it weren't for the traditional custom that people in confinement should not hurt their eyes with needlework, she would be the one to make all kinds of cloth dolls.

"Mom, all the work is reserved for you, don't worry hahaha, I still have a good business for you to try, you are responsible for it, let uncle sell it for you, and then just share the money."

She laughed, and Li Xiuzhi also laughed, looking forward to it even more.

Grandma Song came back and knocked on the door, but Song Fubao let it in and closed it again. The remaining ducks were almost all roasted before noon, and the few people who stayed at home while they were still hot ate taro and stir-fried vegetables first.

I kept three of them for dinner, and sent the rest to Mrs. Xiaodouzi Zhang's house.

Grandma Song and Song Fubao went together. When they went, there were workers in the yard of Mrs. Zhang's house, from the gate of the yard to the gate of the homestead, carrying big bowls of food.

There are several pieces of yellow roast duck in everyone's bowl.

Seeing Song Fubao and Grandma Song coming, the workers all raised their heads to say hello.

"Thank you, Fu Bao. We actually ate the new dish you were thinking about first. It's so delicious. I've never eaten such a delicious duck in my life."

"Yes, yes, it's really well done. I begged my third uncle and grandpa to get this job. Where can we go to work and get paid better than working in the Song family? In the future, if your family has work, you can return it You have to find me."

"I'm willing too, hahaha, delicious food and a lot of money, I'm the only one in a million."

……

"Okay, okay, sure, everyone, when you leave at night, remember to go to the kitchen to get half a Beijing roast duck and take it home for your family to taste, and remember to help us and Tianxianglou publicize and make a good reputation .”

Grandma Song replied one by one with a smile, and the others nodded their heads one after another, eating faster. Seeing that they were holding a big pot, showing the appearance of roast duck, she felt relieved to finish the roast duck in her bowl.

After delivering the roast duck, Song Fubao and Grandma Song left. In the afternoon, Song Fubao drew a few peripheral drawings from "Journey to the West", such as the cartoon version of the black bear in cassock, the concept drawings of Pantao, Zhu Bajie and Tang Seng.

After taking a breath, he hurriedly went to the white radish field to check the growth of the radish.

There is a seed buff that comes with the system. Apart from preventing people from stealing and water shortage, there is almost no need to pay attention to it. It is simply a fool's planting method.

After watching the radishes, I went home to make dinner, and the roast duck was slowly roasted in the residual heat of the oven.

While the other dishes were warming in the pot, she and Grandma Song went to Aunt Zhang's house to help make a roast duck. This time, many people from the village came.

They all gathered in front of Mrs. Zhang's kitchen and stared.

"This is the roast duck, the Beijing roast duck, it smells really good, the old Song's family is really crazy, this duck is only half and half, it's still ready, Song Fubao made it himself, it costs half a duck. Ten cents, tsk tsk, I want to eat too."

"What's delicious, it's as dry as a stick."

"No, I came to see it at noon. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It's fragrant, crispy, and soft. It's delicious to look at, and it's delicious."

"Song Fubao is here, Fubao, how will this duck be sold at that time, why don't you give it to the people in the same village to taste it, you are not authentic, it is really not good, I will come to help your family tomorrow, and return it tomorrow Is there any duck to eat?"

……

The villagers' hearts were all about the duck, envy, jealousy and hatred were overflowing in their eyes, and the workers who lined up to receive the Beijing roast duck raised their heads proudly and straightened their backs.

Today, because of the Beijing Roast Duck, they are the most beautiful cubs in the village.

Let those who were going to be pitted by the Song family for their sour words see what a good life they are living.