I opened a bookstore in ancient times

Su Yao glanced at the immovable Fu Ling, but still couldn't understand: Why did a good house suddenly collapse?

Fu Ling sat opposite, hugging the chubby orange cat Shunmao, with a calm expression on his face.

so calm.

It doesn't look like my own house just collapsed.

Su Yao was puzzled and couldn't ask any questions. Just as he sipped his tea silently, he saw Cheng An running towards him in disgrace: "My lord, it really collapsed. It's such a big hole! No! It's two big holes!"

He shouted, seeing Fu Ling's quiet gaze, took another step back, and went out to shake the ashes off his body.

absolutely.

Sure enough, I still have to look at my eldest son.

The means are superb, decisive and decisive, regardless of the cost.

While patting the ashes, Cheng An blew the ten thousand word rainbow gift in his heart for the incomparably brave young master.

Seeing that he couldn't even pat the dirt clean, Su Yao stopped him, "Go change your clothes and come back again. Since it's collapsed...you can help find something, but can you find anything useful?"

The eldest son must have put away all the important items.

Cheng An just went through the motions and pretended to have a sad face: "I didn't find anything valuable. The tables and chairs were all broken, and there were a few wooden boxes left undamaged. I moved them here."

It's a pity that Su Yao thought of Fu Gezi's exquisite decoration of a house.

Fu Ling stroked the soft orange cat's head, and also expressed regret: "Boss Su, my house collapsed suddenly. Fortunately, the land deed and other important items were not placed in the main room."

He raised his eyes again: "It will take some time to repair the house, and I really have nowhere to go now. I can only ask Boss Su to help me for a while."

Although……

Although Fu Gezi was telling the truth.

The tone is also very sincere.

The expression is also very sincere.

But Su Yao just felt that something was weird.

... There is also an inexplicable feeling of being touched.

Su Yao was puzzled, but with the current situation, there was no reason to drive people away.

Mr. Fu's identity is really embarrassing as a concubine. I'm afraid he moved out because his family couldn't accommodate him;

His temperament is not like other people who have good friends.

Su Yao came up with a reasonable reason on his own, and went along with it: "Since Mr. Fu doesn't dislike it, he can stay at my house. I'll ask Qi Bo to arrange one or two."

"Okay." Fu Ling responded immediately, then smiled with lowered eyebrows, "Thank you, Boss Su, for taking me in."

Su Yao met his shallow smile, and her heart paused slightly.

If Xu Ze wanted to come and live, Su Yao would definitely not feel this way.

But when Mr. Fu came to live, Su Yao was a little cramped.

strange.

Su Yao suppressed his unclear thoughts, took a break, and thought about dinner again: "I got a few catties of live shrimp this morning, and I was supposed to eat it tomorrow. It just so happens that Mr. Fu is here, so let's calm down with Mr. Fu."

Fu Ling raised his eyebrows and smiled, but said: "Then I live with Boss Su and live with Boss Su, so I have to pay the room fee."

Su Yao hastily declined.

A friend's family is in distress, how can there be any reason to ask for money?

But Fu Gezi insisted on giving it, and Su Yao was not allowed to negotiate the price, only saying, "Boss Su refused to take the money, so he wanted to drive me away."

Su Yao argued with him for a while, and finally stared at the sky-high rent.

Fu Ling smiled: "Not much. Boss Su uses it, and cooks more delicious food to nourish his body on weekdays."

With this money, it is enough to buy another one that I will cook for you.

The troubled Phoenix is ​​still richer than the chicken.

Su Yao lamented that there was a real gap between the rich family's understanding of money and himself, and arranged with Fu Ling again, and then went to make dinner.

At noon, Su Yao cooked a table of dishes for Ah Yan to celebrate passing the small test.

Boiled pork slices, Maoxuewang sauerkraut fish, Kung Pao chicken, shredded pork in Beijing sauce are all Sichuan dishes that Ah Yan likes to eat.The child is growing up and closing his mouth again, but he has finished eating.

Lunch was very greasy, so Su Yao cooked white porridge at night, marinated shredded pork, then cut preserved eggs to make preserved egg and lean meat porridge;

Both should be light, the shrimp is naturally boiled.

When Uncle Wang came to deliver food in the morning, such fat prawns were indeed rare. They were big and well-proportioned, yet they were still alive.

Su Yao bought most of the pots by himself and kept them in the kitchen.

Uncle Wang likes Su Yao's patriarch the most: "Boss Su really has a vision."

Wipe out a change from the vegetable money, saving Su Yao several copper coins.

Su Yao put the onion and ginger into the cold water, and when the water boiled, he put in the fresh shrimp.

The boiling water was gurgling, the body of the shrimp was slightly curled up, showing red color, Su Yao counted the hours, and fished it out cleanly.

The aroma of red pepper rings, minced garlic, and shallots is also cooked, and steamed fish and soy sauce are poured on it to make a dipping sauce.

Su Yao thought for a while and found several small white porcelain dishes.

Counting Uncle Wu, there are six of them.

Mr. Fu is counted as a guest, so let's eat separately.

Su Yao filled six small plates with dipping sauce, and arranged the prawns into three plates, one plate with lotus leaves and two plates with round edges.

Thinking about adding a vegetarian dish.

Separate the egg white from the yolk, fry two omelets, one yolk and one white, cut into shreds, and make a cold salad with the blanched pea shoots.

There is a food shop in the market, and the steamed buns filled with soup are very good.There was half a cage left in the morning, as well as steamed cakes and flower rolls. Su Yao warmed them up and served them together.

Although there are only two more people in the family, the meal seems to be much richer.

In the past there were few people, sitting in the flower hall didn't show much, but now there are six people, the flower hall seems to be full.

It stands to reason that a family should eat in the main room.

But Su Yao lives in the main room. He used to be in poor health and often cooked medicine in the room.Although it got better later, this habit has not changed, and it is still eaten in the flower hall for guests.

Fu Ling is naturally a pity.

I thought I could go into Boss Su's room to have a look.

The bright candles in the flower hall were burning, it was almost summer, the sky was getting darker and later, but the wind was very warm.

There was a round table in the hall, and when Su Yao walked in, everyone tacitly left him the seat next to Fu Ling.

Su Yao is with Qi Bo, this is Qi Bo's habit, the original owner's body is allergic to incense powder, and whenever there are many people at a dinner party, Qi Bo will follow him nearby;

Fu Ling has Uncle Wu by his side, and Uncle Wu is also an old man with Fu Ling, and he will accompany Xiang Fu wherever he eats;

Cheng An and Ah Yan's children's group sat across from each other: Do not look at evil, we are still young, it is none of our business for you two to have sex, we just want to eat.

When Su Yao sat down, he didn't feel much.

After a few sentences, I started to eat, and then something went wrong.

There is always a pigeon serving him food and vegetables.

Also peel the shrimp.

This has always been Qi Bo's job. The original owner was weak since he was a child, and Qi Bo took care of him habitually. After Su Yao transmigrated, he also followed him.

Qi Bo didn't do anything today, it was Fu Gezi who did it.

Su Yao looked up from the porridge bowl, and saw a small bowl of shrimp in hand.

Su Yao forced a smile: "Mr. Fu eat by himself, I eat by myself."

"It's okay, I'll peel it off quickly."

Fu Xiang held the big red shrimp with his slender fingers, and deftly pulled out a whole shrimp.

Su Yao: ...It's really fast.

It really deserves to be a serious foodie.

In the time it took for Su Yao to drink half a bowl of porridge, most of the prawns in the dish with the lotus leaf were peeled off by the nimble Fu Xiang.

Fu Ling pushed the small bowl to him: "Boss Su, eat more."

Su Yao paused.

... No, Zeb had never fed him that way before.

Besides, that's too much.

Su Yao is used to doing a lot, the dish with lotus leaves is so big, Fu Gezi...

Fu Gezi has always misunderstood his appetite.

I got full after eating the dishes Fu Gezi sent me twice.

I'm afraid I won't have to eat every day in the future.

Although he helped Fu Gezi, it didn't mean confiscating the money. Fu Gezi really didn't have to be so polite.

Su Yao really guessed that he couldn't finish eating, so he looked up and was about to make way, but found that everyone lowered their heads.

Uncle Wu was the first to speak: "The old slave is getting old and eats too much hair and always has heartburn. Boss Su is young, so he should eat more."

Qi Bo nodded and said with a smile: "I'm older, I feel uncomfortable after eating too much at night."

Cheng An smiled: "I don't like shrimp."

Ah Yan is not a fool either: "Master, Ah Yan is full."

Su Yao: ...

I always feel like you are all lying to me for dinner.

Su Yao looked back at Fu Ling again, and Fu Ling frowned: "It's all yours."

For the first time, Su Yao felt that his cooking was so hard to swallow.

He twitched the corner of his mouth at Fu Ling, picked up a shrimp, dipped it in some sauce, and put it in his mouth.

The prawns are delicious, the sauce is salty and fragrant, and the prawns are soft and elastic. One bite, the juice overflows the mouth, and the lips and teeth are salivating.

Still delicious.

Fu Ling added a bowl of porridge to him very smoothly: "Eating dry shrimp is too salty."

Su Yao: The food is not good.

Su Yao thinks that people like Fu Gezi are really amazing. For example, while Fu Gezi is eating by himself, he can still watch him eat in all directions.

Take a bun with a dish and add some porridge.

Easy and natural.

Under his smooth and natural care, Su Yao managed to get by.

Cheng An cleaned up the dishes, Su Yao put down the chopsticks, couldn't help touching his belly, and saw the round cinnamon sticks again.

No wonder cinnamon is so fat.

He looked around, and wanted to clean up the pots and pans to get some exercise, but Uncle Wu wanted to help, and he had nothing to do.

Just as he was in a panic, Fu Ling called him: "Boss Su, do you want to go for a walk?"

There was no curfew in this dynasty, but it was not the time when night markets became popular.

There's nothing to do outside, Su Yao never goes out.

Fu Ling only picked up the cassia sticks: "Walk a hundred steps after meals, it's good for your body."

Su Yao really needs a walk.

But walking with Fu Gezi at night is too...

Su Yao didn't even dare to think about this scene.

Su Yao couldn't help but refuse: "I haven't settled the account of the shop today, I have to settle the account first."

Qi Bo passed by with a candlestick in his hand: "I'll do the math." Then he said with a smile: "My lord, go for a walk, it's good for your body to move around."

Su Yao choked.

Fu Ling was still waiting for him, Su Yao paused, and followed him out.

The sky was completely dark, and the night was all together. Today is a sunny day, and the sky is full of stars that form a sea. When the wind blows, there is a silvery light.

The evening wind is warm and quiet, and there is no one in Songyun Lane, except for the slight fragrance of flowers.

Probably a bunch of peonies in someone's wall yard.

Su Yao approached the back wall of a house, and the scent became stronger and stronger, but the cinnamon seemed to be stimulated by the scent, and meowed.

Fu Ling whispered: "Does the fragrance of flowers matter?"

I don't know what kind of flower the original owner's allergy is to, but the flowers that are common in spring are all fine.

Su Yao explained, looked at Guipi again, and smiled: "Cuipi seems to like it."

Fu Ling saw the curiosity in Su Yao's eyes, and asked Guipi to go out: "Would you like to give me a hug?"

This big orange with round head and brain is very cute, Su Yao likes it very much, seeing that Fu Ling is willing to let it go, he reached out to take it.

Gui Pi turned her head, and with a "meow", she threw herself into Su Yao's arms.

Su Yao didn't expect the cassia bark to be so heavy. He let such a heavy living thing suddenly pounce, almost shaking his body.

Fu Ling watched from the side, and quickly supported him.

Fu Xiang still restrained himself, so he held his elbow and didn't touch it anywhere.

Su Yao came back to his senses, hugged the cinnamon, felt a little embarrassed, and smiled: "Mr. Fu's cinnamon is really strong, I..."

Before he finished speaking, a person suddenly turned out at the entrance of the alley.

It wasn't sudden, it seemed to stand for a long time.

Xie Lang's eyes dimmed a little, he glanced at the two of them, and said, "Brother Su never goes out at night, what happened today, he came out. Still with...Mr. Fu?"

Before Su Yao could speak, Fu Ling supported him, stood a little closer, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Boss Su and I will walk a hundred steps after dinner."