Dress like a farmer

Before going to bed, Father Chen reminded his wife again: "It's time to make tofu tomorrow, and there are only two pots of fermented bean curd left at home."

"I remember." Old Man Chen yawned, with a strong sense of sleepiness in his words: "How many times have you been nagging in the past two days."

Father Chen pushed his waist with his elbow: "You start to think I'm wordy?"

"No." He stretched out his hand and hugged his wife into his arms: "In the next life, I will treat you as a treasure and keep it on the tip of my heart."

"sleep!"

Old man Chen smiled happily, and hugged his wife even tighter in his arms.

As summer approaches, the dawn gets earlier and earlier.

The rooster crowed, and the sky was bright outside.

Father Chen got up in a hurry, put on his clothes and tied his hair, and hurried to the stove house, when his wife was there: "When did you get up?"

"Just got up for a while, look at the soybeans soaked last night."

Chen Yuchun walked into the stove room and said, "Father, Father." His voice panted slightly.

Soon Chen Yuanqiu also got up.

A busy day starts with the kitchen.

When Liu Guixiang came over, Chen Yuping just came out of the house.

"Second sister-in-law, good morning."

"Morning, Brother Ping."

They greeted each other with smiles.

Chen Yuanqiu drove the ox cart out from behind the house: "Second sister-in-law, third brother." He said again: "Ninth brother went into the mountain and said he came back to collect some firewood. There is not much firewood left at home."

"He got up pretty early."

"He got up not long after I got up." Chen Yuanqiu really wanted to follow Brother Jiu into the mountains, but unfortunately, he had to guard the shop in the town: "He took Ah Hui and Ah Hei with him, maybe he will come back later, See if there is any game."

Chen Yuping had a clear expression on his face: "Most probably went to the mountains again."

"What kind of breakfast did Dad make?" Chen Yuping asked, smelling the scallions in his nose: "Can you bake pancakes?"

"The youngest said he wanted to eat shallot pancakes, so I baked some for them."

Everything was loaded onto the bullock cart.

Chen Yuchun yelled at the kitchen: "Let's go!"

"Let's go!" Chen Yuanqiu patted A Niu's back.

Liu Guixiang helped Dad clean up the stove house, and worked carefully inside and outside the house.

Chen Yuping rolled up his sleeves and made breakfast for the whole family.

Father is making tofu, and he has fragrant and thick soy milk to drink. What goes best with soy milk is of course deep-fried dough sticks.

Then cook some vegetable and meat porridge for a few children.

When Chen Yuandong came back from the field, he went back to his own home first, looked at his daughter, and slept soundly.

As soon as Gongming blew, he woke up and carried the farm tools to the field.Father doesn't have time today. Although the farm work is not a lot, it is also trivial. He needs to spend more time.

The house was well cleaned up by his wife, nothing happened to him.

Chen Yuandong moved a stool, sat under the eaves and made a cup of strong tea to relax.

The cool morning breeze blows from the direction of the old house.

The wind is mixed with the smell of food, very light, but the smell of beans is very strong. He is a bit greedy for the mapo tofu made by his third brother, and he doesn't know what is for breakfast today.

He picked up the slightly hot strong tea, gulped down two gulps, and quenched his thirst, but the craving was still churning in his heart.

Immediately, he put the tea bowl into the stove room, picked up his sleeping daughter, and walked briskly to the old house.

"I was just about to call you for breakfast." Liu Guixiang held a bowl of hot soybean milk in her hand, and a deep-fried dough stick in her left hand. The deep-fried dough stick was golden in color, and when one took a bite, it was crispy and chewy, full of oily aroma: "Let Qiaoniuer and Cao My brother sleeps in the same room, and he should wake up in a while, we just finished breakfast."

After finishing one fried dough stick, she let out a satisfied sigh: "Brother Ping's fried dough sticks are much more delicious than those outside."

"Eat slowly." Chen Yuandong said with helplessness: "I have to whisper in my ear again, saying that I have grown meat on my waist."

"Cough." Liu Guixiang blushed, hurriedly glanced left and right, stomped her feet and said, "What are you talking about! Do you eat tofu flower or soy milk?"

"First, a bowl of soy milk."

Liu Guixiang went into the kitchen to help her husband fill the soy milk and take the fritters.

"Second brother is here?"

"Yes. I asked him to hug Qiao Niuer and sleep with Brother Cao."

Old Man Chen glanced at the fried dough sticks in the crockpot: "It's almost enough."

"Enough is enough, I don't know if Brother Le will come today." Chen Yuping said casually, picked up the deep-fried fried dough sticks in the pot, and served himself a bowl of salty tofu.

Red oil chili, pepper noodles, chopped green onion, garlic water, and crushed peanuts were used for noodles yesterday.

Spicy and delicious, smooth and tender, take a bite of the crispy fried dough sticks, cool!

"Brother Le is enough to eat." Father Chen took a deep-fried dough stick and a bowl of soy milk, and sat at the door.

The refreshing morning breeze blows slowly.After a busy morning, I'm really tired.

When Chen Yuandong stepped into the stove, he smelled a spicy aroma, which stimulated him, his Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed desperately: "Third brother eats salty bean curd? Get me a bowl."

"No more soy milk?" Liu Guixiang asked.

"Yes." Picking up a deep-fried dough stick from the clay pot, Chen Yuandong bit off nearly half of it in one bite, chewed it, and picked up the soy milk to drink it.

Liu Guixiang frowned when she saw it: "Slow down, you must not be so fast when you eat salty tofu curd later, you will feel better if you choke."

"I'm a little hungry. The fried dough sticks smell really good, so I can't hold back." He chuckled, but slowed down.

Will have breakfast.

Liu Guixiang, Chen Yuandong and his wife moved the prepared food to the stall.

At this time, several sleeping children also woke up one after another.

Chen Yuping and Mr. Chen put on clothes, shoes and socks, combed their hair, rinsed their mouths, washed their faces, served them porridge and ate them.

In addition to vegetable and meat porridge, there are also bean curd and soy milk, whatever they eat.

Adults will ask the children for their opinions on such trivial matters, even though the little milk baby is only over one year old, she is also very thoughtful!

In one morning, Old Man Chen's tofu has already sold twenty boards.

When the soaked soybeans are used up, continue to soak in a tank and make tofu again in the afternoon.

Cui Yuanjiu came back, and Shen Le was also there, the two of them were carrying a very large dead tree, followed by a donkey with several wild game tied to its back, and some crucian carp, followed by Ah Hui and Ah Hei .

"Such a big dead tree must be 80 or [-] years old." Chen Yuping was a little surprised: "It just died like that."

"The beasts in the mountains were tossed to death in fights, it should be bears."

Father Chen heard it: "You guys are going to the deep mountains? Take it easy!"

"Second Uncle and Brother Nine are very careful, it's okay." Shen Le said with a smile, washed his hands, took soy milk as water to quench his thirst, drank a full bowl, and then gnawed on fried dough sticks: "This fried dough sticks are really delicious , It’s delicious. I found that no matter what you do, Brother Ping will always taste better than the ones outside.”

"Excuse me, is this Master Chen San's house?" A simple voice said.

Chen Yuping raised his head and glanced: "You are?"

"I'm Wang Tiechui. The Shaodong family asked me to come to Kuzhu Village and learn two signature dishes from Master Chen San."

"Well, please, I am Chen Yuping."

Wang Tiechui stared blankly at Chen Yuping with eyes as big as copper bells.

Chen Yuping was a bit puzzled, and was thinking about asking what he was doing, when he saw this man and suddenly knelt down on the ground: "So you are Master Chen San. Master, please accept three respects from my apprentice." Bang bang, bang, Three head-slams in a row.

This is hard soil, and it can make a loud noise, which shows how hard it is.

"Master, this is a little wish from the disciple." As he spoke, Wang Tiehammer moved a basket from the bullock cart.

The baskets are full, including bacon and fish, chicken, duck, and a leg of pork, which must weigh dozens of catties.On the top is a beautiful nine-color saving box, there are two boxes in total.

Then there was a little bamboo betel: "This is for the young master."

There is quite a complete set of food, clothing, and play, and it is obvious that a lot of thought has been spent on it.

"Here, did you make a mistake." Chen Yuping was a little confused: "I am not your master, I am willing to teach you two signature dishes. This is a business with your young master, and he exchanged it with Manxiangyuan. You don't need Give me these again, we are not masters and apprentices, you can take them back, I won’t accept them.”

Accepted, I am ashamed of it.

Wang Tiechui shook his head: "This is different. The Young Master's family is the Young Master's family, I am me, and I am the one who learns the craft."

"Does your young master know what you think?"

"Young master knows."

"Well, it's still early, I'll go to town with you, is your young master still there?" Chen Yuping felt that this situation was not right.

"Shaodong's house is still here, he won't go back to Yuanzhou Mansion for the time being, when will I learn two signature dishes from the master, we will go back together again."

"Okay, let's go to town."

Cui Yuanjiu, who was eating breakfast in the kitchen, finished the deep-fried sticks in his hand in two or three bites: "Brother Ping, I'll go with you."

"Alright. Otherwise, take two fried dough sticks and eat them on the way?"

"I don't need to eat enough."

Young Master Wang was not surprised to see Chen Yuping and Cui Yuanjiu, as if he knew they would come.

He smiled kindly and didn't turn a corner when he spoke: "He came here because of the hammer, he has a bad temper, and his mind is relatively simple. He spends all day around the pot and stove, thinking about the trivial things on the pot and stove. I asked him to learn two signature dishes from you, and he immediately began to prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony, lest he neglect you and be abrupt."

"I once saved his life. He voluntarily sold himself into the house to work for me to repay his kindness. I used him as a thug, but it turned out that he was quite talented in cooking, so I specially hired two famous master chefs to teach him. For him, it has been four years now, and the hammer still gives gifts every year and holidays, and he will come to visit him in person when he is free."

"That's the way he is."

In the end, Chen Yuping still accepted the apprenticeship gift from Wang Tiechui.

Young Master Wang is obviously not going to change people, and he is particularly fond of Manxiangyuan, so this deal cannot be terminated just like that.

He was sure that Wang Tiehammer really didn't have any plans, but it was hard to say about this Young Master Wang.

Well, it's not a bad thing after all.

Wang Tiehammer's talent is indeed good, and he is also a pure-hearted person who studies cooking skills with all his heart.

Chen Yuping taught more easily.

Compared with Wang Tiechui, the cook of the Shen family still lacked a little aura in the end.

Let's put it this way, if he is God's own son, Wang Tiehammer can be regarded as half an adopted son.

In just three days in less than five days, Wang Tiehammer learned [-]% of the two signature dishes, and the remaining [-]% was due to talent.

"Your skills can be mastered."

Wang Tiechui chuckled: "It's the master who taught me well, and I didn't hide anything, that's why I learned so fast."

"May I ask you a question, did you voluntarily sell yourself into the palace?"

"No." Wang Tiehammer shook his head: "I didn't sell myself to the palace, my master is the young master."

Does it make a difference?Chen Yuping muttered, but didn't ask any further questions. Perhaps in his opinion, there is a difference here: "That is to say, you have to serve Young Master Wang all your life?"

"My life was originally saved by the Shaodong family."

"Okay."

The one-minded Wang Tiechui seemed to understand the master's thoughts a little bit, and said again: "The contract of sale, the young master has already returned it to me, and I am free. But I will not leave the young master's house, my life is the young master's." Saved. If there is no young master, I would not be who I am now, and my cooking skills are also given by the young master."

"Gratitude."

"My father told me from a young age that one must have a conscience."

Chen Yuping nodded and smiled: "Yes, you have to be conscientious. Do you want to learn the noodles you ate yesterday? This is very easy. The key is red oil chili and pepper noodles sesame sauce. I have a little trick of my own in it." .”

"I don't want to learn it." Wang Tiechui refused without even thinking about it: "This is sold in the master's shop. I can't learn it. The master keeps it for himself."

"I'll sell it in the town. After you learn it, you can take it to the county or prefecture."

"Master, wait for me to go back and ask the Young Master."

"it is good."

The next day, Wang Tiechui came, but the young master of the Wang family did not show up.

"Master. The young master asked me if I wanted to learn, and I wanted to learn. The young master agreed to let me learn. The money earned from making noodles will be kept in an account. Every three months, the account book and dividends will be sent to Kuzhu Village. I will get two of the dividends." Cheng, the master gets [-]% and the Shaodong family gets [-]%. Don't worry, master, I will seriously keep the daily accounts. "

Got it!

Chen Yuping didn't want to owe favors at first, but in the end, he still owed favors.

What to do about it, he proposed it, so he can't go back on his word.

"I don't need [-]% of the dividends, I can get [-]%."

"No."

No matter how you say it, Wang Tiechui didn't agree, anyway, he just didn't agree, and he left the room angrily: "When will the master sign the contract, I'll come and learn."

"Why are you acting like a child?" Father Chen couldn't help laughing as he looked at him, "What are you going to do?"

Chen Yuping thought about it, discussed with Cui Yuanjiu again, and finally complied with Wang Tiechui's wishes and signed the dividend contract.

Mixing noodles is very simple and easy to learn.

Wang Tiechui learned it in just one morning, and the taste of the noodles he made was comparable to that of Chen Yuping.

"Master, let me arrange lunch." Wang Tiechui rarely took the initiative to say: "Tomorrow, I will go back to Fucheng with the young master's family."

For some reason, Chen Yuping was a little sad: "That's fine, I'll also try my apprentice's craft."

In just three and a half days, from a stranger to a master-student match, perhaps there really is a theory of fate between people.