My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

"Who is our girl? She is the smartest girl in all of Beijing!"

Dongmei said proudly.

Isn’t she the smartest one? Not to mention the whole of Shangjing, even in the whole Wei Dynasty, there are only a few girls in the backyard or ladies who can run such a big business………………!!!

Song Qingcheng shook her head with a smile. These girls obviously had a blind admiration for her.

"Keep a low profile! Your girl isn't that amazing!"

In fact, normally, Song Qingcheng would have difficulty even eating, let alone making dumplings, because the cut left on her hand by Pei Huairu was quite deep.

If it were the same as before, she might not be able to spend this year comfortably, because the injury on her hand would take at least a month to heal!

However, it is said that even the old imperial physician Jiujianhua admired Pei Huaizhi's medical skills. Before Pei Huaizhi left, he left her a bottle of skin-growing ointment.

She didn't think there was anything special about this seemingly common thing!

The porcelain bottle is just so casual and looks like a three-no product!

If you accidentally drop it on the street one day, no one will pick it up!

She applied it on the palms of her hands these days. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that her palms had basically returned to normal.

Not only is there no scar left, but the skin is even more delicate than before.

Song Qingcheng thought that if she knew the recipe and made some and sold them, she would definitely make a lot of money.

Unfortunately, the formula was in Pei Huaizhi's mind. She had asked Dongmei to send the ointment to the best clinic in Shangjing to get some more.

Unfortunately, the doctor couldn't tell what herbs were used to make the medicine.

It's a pity that medical skills are her blind spot, so she can't earn this money.

She didn't understand Pei Huaizhi at all. Although he looked like an immortal, he was actually a very cunning person.

Even now, she has the experience of her past life, plus her understanding of Pei Huaizhi in the past year of rebirth.

She still couldn't estimate Pei Huaizhi's depth.

Fortunately, they are still husband and wife on the surface, not enemies, otherwise it would be difficult for her to explain.

Even if she could earn mountains of gold and silver, if her opponent was Pei Huaizhi, she would not be completely sure that she could ensure that the entire General's Mansion would survive the crisis safely.

Thinking of this, Song Qingcheng couldn't help but feel a little lucky.

fine !

Not becoming enemies was probably a bonus of her marriage to Pei Huaizhi.

As soon as she said that, Song Qingcheng's hands recovered and she wrapped a few dumplings very skillfully. The dumplings had round bellies like ingots.

"Before, girl, you couldn't make the dumpling skins well, now..."

Chunyu and the others felt that their young lady was intelligent and that theoretically there was absolutely no problem at all. However, understanding was one thing, and doing it was another.

Before the girl got married, she was good at making delicious food, except for making dumplings, which she could not learn no matter how hard she tried. She was like someone who is well-read but tone-deaf.

This is how Song Qingcheng appears in the eyes of these maids.

Everyone has something they are good at. The entire General's Mansion knows that Miss Zijiao can prepare a full banquet if she wants, but the only thing she can't do is make dumplings.

It sounds weird, but it exists!

Otherwise, there would be nothing strange in this world!

In Chunhe Hall, several people who followed Song Qingcheng were extremely surprised.

What could Song Qingcheng say to these maids? She could only say that she didn't know when she suddenly found the feel for it and got the hang of it. In fact, she had practiced it secretly countless times in her previous life, all because her mother-in-law, Mrs. Xie, suddenly fell ill.

I don’t know whether her mother-in-law, Mrs. Xie, was deliberately making things difficult for her or whether a Taoist nun really told her that she needed to eat a bowl of dumplings made by her daughter-in-law.

At that time, Song Qingcheng didn't know how to make it, and the dumplings she made always turned into vegetable porridge. She knew that she had no talent for it, so she didn't force herself to do something she was not good at.

She couldn't let her mother-in-law, Mrs. Xie, eat dumplings and end up drinking noodle soup.

At that time, she also thought that she was not the only daughter-in-law anyway, there was still the eldest lady Wang Zhirou and the second lady Shen Tanxiang, so there was no need for her to be the supporter.

Even though her second young mistress Shen Tanxiang is all talk and no action, the eldest young mistress Shen Tanxiang loves face the most and wants to be the head of the family. She wishes that Xie could only see her.

How could I give up such a good opportunity so easily?

So the matter fell on the eldest lady Wang Zhirou. Song Qingcheng was happy to have some free time, and she was pregnant at that time, so she was in a very bad condition and not in a good spirit.

The eldest lady Wang Zhirou took the initiative to step forward, which saved her a lot of trouble.

Unexpectedly, things are not that simple!

The eldest lady Wang Zhirou entered Ninghe Hall with dumplings in her arms with a happy look on her face, but not long after, she left Ninghe Hall with a dejected look on her face!

Then he sent someone to bring her into Ninghe Hall!

Before she could react, Xie Shi scolded her.

Scold her for being unfilial and not knowing how to serve her parents-in-law!

She was still confused. Pei Huaizhi had been in Jinling all the time and basically never returned to the capital except to report on his work.

She also didn't want Pei Huaizhi to be distracted by the affairs of the Duke's Mansion, so no matter how excessive Xie's previous demands were, she had to consider Pei Huaizhi's mother!

She was still very respectful to Xie, and she thought that as long as she treated Xie sincerely, there would be harmony between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Even if Xie woke up at noon and was made to stand in the corridor for an hour because of her bad temper after waking up, she had no complaints at all.

In her previous life, she thought her mother-in-law, Mrs. Xie, would bully her. Now, it seems that Mrs. Xie took her tolerance as weakness and could be bullied!

Just like what the sister-in-law said about her mother-in-law, Mrs. Xie, she can only eat dumplings made by pregnant women to avoid rushing!

So Mrs. Xie was dissatisfied with the eldest lady Wang Zhirou, and took out all her resentment on her!

Otherwise, she would have been like a fool at that time. In order to get her mother-in-law Xie, she didn't know how many times she had done it. She even stayed up all night and followed Qiuyue to learn.

Finally, she brought a bowl of steaming hot dumplings with big bellies, thin skin and round shapes to the bedside of her mother-in-law, Mrs. Xie!

Thinking about it now, Song Qingcheng was so angry that she almost died!!!

lThe Xie family just wanted to make trouble for her!

Now Xie, who had lived a life of luxury in this life, has been thrown into the inner prison. It is really karma!

Song Qingcheng sneered. Now that the New Year is almost here, her mother-in-law Xie also wants to eat dumplings!

This feeling is just a momentary thing!

"I was just lazy before and didn't want to learn!"

Song Qingcheng said!

Even the dumplings made by Qiuyue are not as neat as those made by Song Qingcheng. Each one looks like a gold ingot!

"By the way, Qiuyue, I remember you picked some mushrooms and hung them up to dry!"

"Uh-huh"

"where?"

"In the warehouse!"

"Well! Take me to see it!"

Song Qingcheng said with a smile!