Apart from the matter of her sweetheart, she really couldn't think of anything else!

If it's the kind that comes from a poor country... She is not a pedantic person who values ​​her status and background, but, the head wife of the British government is really not something an ordinary woman can be.

If so, I'm afraid they will only wrong each other and become resentful couples eventually!

"Grandma, what are you talking about? Have you heard of the Fubao girl who grows white radish and rice? Meng Xuanye recognized her as his younger sister, so we also recognized her as our younger sister. She was born in a rural area. Ye Ye, it's going to be time in a few years, thinking about preparing a dowry for her, it won't waste her recognizing me as a big brother!"

They all agreed to be other people's elder brothers, so naturally they have to look like elder brothers.

The British government has always been diligent and frugal, and there is no extra income. I wonder if it will be embarrassing if I really wait until then to spend it?

It is definitely not as good as these things rewarded by His Majesty.

So get ready early.

"So that's how it is! That's what I should prepare for. If I can make such a contribution to the people of Li, it should be. Then, I'll go and pick one of my dowry for her. It's a gift from my half-baked grandma."

After finishing speaking, the British husband and wife hurried back to the room.

Li Xiu smiled slightly and shook his head.

On the other side, Li Mu's house and Chen Youliang's house are neighbors, and their voices are particularly loud.

"I also want to keep this for Fubao. This little lock will be used when Fubao gives birth to Xiaofubao in the future, and the fabric will be left for Fubao to use when he gets married..."

"Hurry up and get the box. By the way, mother, come and help me refer to it. What kind of dowry is suitable for my sister? I can see it!"

……

Two families: ...

I just went out for a trip, are you crazy?

They actually want to move out such a big box of their own wealth to others, if the other party is not just a little girl under ten years old, they will really doubt...

But now I'm even more confused!

Is Song Fubao that good?

Although they can grow white radishes, rice, and produce Journey to the West... they must be talented, but it's not unworthy, why don't they give some along?

It's just that this splash of wealth and honor, I don't know if Song Fubao, a mountain girl with no background, can handle it!

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Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

Song Fubao sneezed three times while sitting on the kang, covered his nose, put the brush away, and almost spilled ink on the writing.

That's right, for a better day next year, while practicing copying every night, she slowly wrote down the story of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai".

But she will not write Ma Wencai as such a bad character, hehehe, she wants to change it into a choice between love without material and reality with material.

The relationship between the three is so fixed, and she doesn't intend to tamper with background and class issues, but generally everyone only pays attention to love, and most of them are illiterate, so they don't think about it.

Ahhh...

There was another sound, and Song Fubao began to rub his nose. Who the hell was scolding her, and scolded her all night, it's best not to let her know!

Ah cut!

In order to prevent himself from catching a cold, Song Fubao resolutely chose to get under the covers and sleep. When his uncle came back tomorrow, he happened to ask him for the raw materials of Taihu Drunken Crab.

Seaside cities in winter also have seafood. Maybe she will be able to unlock the new menu before the Spring Festival.

Sleeping in a daze, I don't know how long the night has passed. There are cocks crowing, dogs barking, and then the sound of my uncle's carriage, which sounds like more than one car.

Then there is the discussion of the people.

"Uncle Tongban, did you bring something good back, yo, this thing is really ugly, and it's still hard. If these two big pliers are caught, my fingers will disappear!"

"Uncle, what is this? Can I eat it? I'll ask Fu Bao to get up and make it!"

"It's called a big crab. I only know how to steam it. As for whether Fubao can make it, I don't think she can do it. We don't have this kind of thing, but there are not many from the big river!"

……

By the sea, big pincers! ! !

Drunk crab, her drunk crab!

Song Fubao was excited, but he had no strength all over his body, steam was still coming out of his mouth, and he felt dizzy. It's over, she caught a cold!

Traveling back six or seven years, I got sick for the first time!

The long-lost feeling made her helpless, but the moment the fourth brother knocked on the door and came in to call her, she immediately sat up with support, and waited a while to boil ginger soup in the kitchen and sweat, it would be better than alarming everyone.

"Fourth brother, I heard everything, you go out, I'll come over with clothes on, tell uncle, give me half, I'll definitely make something delicious!"

The fourth brother went out in response, very proud.

Song Fubao took out the recipe and read it again, only to find that there is a small link attached to PS below, click on it to find the ratio and recipe of the recipe's secret sauce.

Sure enough, the essence is here!

She has to get better quickly, otherwise she won't be able to eat the leftover seafood in a few days, what a pity!

This is a pure natural pollution-free big crab.

She put on her clothes and poked her head out to have a look. She was shocked. This, this head really fits the characteristics of ancient times. Not many people eat it, so it is very big. One of them is as big as her brain.

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