Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

This tank is too big, it is [-] centimeters deep, and Xie Feng's back was soaked when he moved it over.Song Jingwen glanced at the crowd with jealousy, and dragged Xie Feng into the room openly and gave him a piece of clothing.

Xie Feng pursed his lips and smiled, and waved his hands carelessly, "I don't want it, and I can't see inside, it's fine. Besides, no one wants to see me."

Seeing Song Jingwen take back his clothes reluctantly, he shook his hand again, and praised him, "The potion you gave last time is very effective. The wounds on my body are all scabbed, and sweating doesn't hurt."

Song Jingwen hesitated to speak, this is a modern medicine bought for a tael of silver, can it not work?But under the adoring eyes of his little boyfriend, he still accepted the compliment happily.

The children walked all the way in the tank, and the shrimp caught earlier had been placed in Song's house in advance.

They took the shrimp out, and Song Jingwen counted each of them, and then put the shrimp into the water tank to raise them.

The four children of the Song family and Ding Feizhou gathered around the pot, and the aroma overflowed from the pot. The children swallowed, and even the adults next to them were so greedy.

Song Jingwen folded the washed leaves into a cuboid without a cover, distributed one to each of them, and gave Xie Feng the one with the largest capacity.

Song Jingwen lifted the lid of the pot and picked up six big red prawns for Xie Feng, all of them were the biggest ones due to selfish motives.

He winked at Xie Feng slyly, and said solemnly in front of other people, "I'll give you the first share, thank you for your help. It's also picking leaves and moving water tanks. This is a reward for you."

Fortunately, no one paid attention to who gave the first share, Xie Feng was secretly happy, and even felt a kind of sweetness and excitement in this kind of thing.

Song Jingwen divided the big red prawns between the four children and Song Yu according to his words, and the other children of the Song family looked at him eagerly. As the eldest brother, he couldn't do anything private, so he divided a few for each of them. Not many, only three.

Song Yu cried out in dissatisfaction. Even though they were his brothers and sisters, he still felt it was unfair. While sucking the juice of the big red shrimp, he complained tearfully, "Why do they eat shrimp without catching them? You Also eccentric!"

That is, the tears are probably caused by being hot, and have nothing to do with grievances.Song Yu owes a lot to this child, if he is not watched by his elders, he will be lawless.

Song Jingwen made a gesture to snatch the spicy shrimp from his hand, and said confidently, "Don't talk nonsense! What do they call me, what do you call me. Since you called me the boss, you will be my younger brother from now on."

He squinted at Song Yu, "If you want to be treated the same as them, you should quit. The heartless little thing, who usually follows me to eat and drink, now turns against me. And you The quality is really not up to the standard of my gang, if I find you bullying good and evil again in the future, I will hang you from a tree and smoke."

Song Yu covered his "bowl" and hid behind Xie Feng, shouting, "No retreat, no retreat."

Today's home court is not these children, but the villagers standing over there.As for his superb craftsmanship, he also stole his master from the cooking class. Song Jingwen doesn't believe that they can bear it. He is now waiting for the villagers to pay for it.

The condiments used in daily cooking are nothing more than oil and salt, soy sauce and vinegar are used sparingly, and what is in front of us are spicy and spicy shrimps.

Song Jingwen put more effort into serving four servings for his uncle and aunt. It wasn't that he was stingy, but he planned to sell the shrimps today, and by the way, he wanted to promote his own chili sauce.

Fortunately, the "pig trough" was big enough, Song Jingwen himself ate in front of the pot, and peeled off a few shrimp tails for Xie Feng from time to time.

Hu Xiu replaced Mrs. Song and Zhao Lanhua, stood in front of the chili powder and continued to sell, secretly added ingredients to herself, sprinkled more chili powder.

Granny Song looked at the peeled prawns in front of her, and smiled with her curved eyes. She was in a very bright mood, as if she didn't see her second daughter-in-law stealing her mouth, and she was happy to eat the prawns that Song Jingwen had peeled.

Hu Xiu was the closest to the villagers, men and women hooked their heads to look at the food in her hand, and tentatively said, "You are a big red shrimp, right? It smells delicious, what good things did you add?"

Hu Xiu had already prepared his speech, "My eldest nephew is messing around, and it's just a bit delicious to eat."

Believe in your ghosts, see you want to lick off your fingers, only ghosts will believe you.

Song Qing walked towards the "pig trough" as soon as she turned her eyes. She didn't buy chili powder. She came out of the line and squatted in front of Song Jingwen, one hand was already consciously reaching into the pot.

Song Jingwen patted the back of Song Qing's hand with a shovel so quickly that he dared to steal something under the eyes of the young master.

Song Qing clasped her hands and yelled, grabbing Song Jingwen furiously, "Son, why are you beating someone? I'm your uncle, and you, a junior, dare to do anything to me! You are a rebellious thing."

Song Jingwen sat on the bench frowning, didn't bother to get up, and only slightly raised his eyelids to look at him, but pretended to be wronged and said, "It's uncle, I'm really sorry, I'm used to it, I thought it was some thief I ate it under my nose."

Song Jingwen turned his head and asked Mrs. Song distressedly, "Grandma, which uncle is this, why don't I know him?"

Granny Song suppressed her smile, her own grandson was so helpless, "He is the son of your grandpa's distant brother's cousin's family."

No wonder I didn't know that there was such an uncle, and the relationship seemed far away, so I didn't need to pay too much attention to it.

Song Jingwen deliberately said loudly, "Oh, no wonder." No wonder he guessed everything without saying anything.

I saw Song Qing's face flushed with anger, pointing at Song Jingwen, "You you..."

Song Jingwen smiled at him politely, "Hello, uncle, do you want to buy spicy shrimp? It's absolutely delicious, and it costs two for a penny. This is still the price for the villagers."

Song Qing gave him a hard look, Song Jingwen ignored it and continued shamelessly, "Ah, uncle certainly won't just buy one penny, but I'm selling them in limited quantities today, up to six per person, and I'll buy them later. The price is a penny each."

Granny Song pretended to pat Song Jingwen, and cursed, "How much money is your uncle short? Give him six."

The grandparent and grandson cooperated seamlessly, and Xie Feng choked with joy watching Xie Feng beside him.

Song Qing rolled his eyes. He had brought [-] cents to buy chili powder, but six pieces were three cents.

He hurriedly stopped him, and stretched out two fingers, "Two, let me taste it, what if it doesn't taste good?"

Song Jingwen put it on for him with a smile and handed it over, and waved his hand to the right, "You can't buy chili powder now, you will lose money, and you won't be fooled if you buy it, don't miss it when you pass by."

Song Qing raised his head, angrily bought a small can of chili powder, and before leaving, he deliberately waved it in front of Song Jingwen.

Song Qing is a person who loves petty gains but also has a good face, so he is embarrassed to leave if he is said so by the juniors.I took the lead in buying two big red prawns, wishing I could wander around the village.

Seeing the other villagers, they also moved their steps, "Boy of the Song family, you choose four for auntie, and you want the big one."

Song Jingwen packed them in a hurry, and added a lot of soup to them, but one of the ingredients was not picked up. This is not an ordinary coincidence.

Lin Tian's eyes shone brightly, he pushed away the people in front, swallowed his saliva and said disdainfully, "Song Jingwen, you really dare to sell the worthless things in the river, why do you cook them for a penny or two? What a big breath."

Song Jingwen smiled, and waved the shovel in his hand, "If you can make my taste, I will definitely support you for two cents a piece."

He curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled provocatively. Immediately, Lin Tian thought of his bloody hands and trembled.

I went in line without saying a word, and couldn't resist the temptation to buy two.

This taste!Spicy and fragrant, it feels like your stomach is burning after eating it.It was refreshing and exciting, and Lin Tian's eyes lit up, "Put me another four, scoop up more soup."

This is the case for many people. At first, they only bought two, and after tasting the taste, they would buy four more.There are six in total, and they are reluctant to part with more, and they always feel that it is not worthwhile.The seventh one costs a penny, so hold back and buy it tomorrow.

Song Jingwen did it on purpose, if he didn't limit himself to one pot, it wouldn't be enough for everyone.

Mrs. Song collected the money neatly with her age-spotted hands, and the children Xie Feng and Ding Feizhou silently imitated Song Jingwen by folding leaves to make bowls.

Song Jingwen's heart warmed, and he looked at the crowd in front of him and said in a timely manner, "The Song family will also introduce chili sauce in the future, which is a must for bibimbap and cooking."

Rubbing the shell of the shrimp, Lin Tian asked vaguely, "Can you make shrimp that tastes like you?"

This question was on point, and it was expected. He squinted his eyes and said affirmatively, "It's impossible to be exactly the same. After all, I learned this skill from my grandfather. It's a chef's skill. You guys If you make it yourself, as long as you are willing to put chili sauce, it will definitely be delicious!"

Song Jingwen just used Song Xingping's identity as a cook, so he really didn't learn anything.

Many people came to be interested, "When will it come out?"

Mrs. Song clapped her hands and entered the stage. "The production of chili sauce is relatively complicated, so it takes about seven days. It will be sold in the village first, and the price is 20 yuan."

The more complicated one is just a rhetoric, and the villagers don't understand it, so naturally the Song family is what they say.

This is because some wealthy people plan to buy a few more, so Song Jingwen put the lid on and waved his hand, "Today's is sold out, come back tomorrow everyone."

When the crowd dispersed, Song Jingwen took out two bowls full of big red and white prawns, "Grandma, I'll send them to Grandpa's house."

Grandpa Song Xingde is the head of the village, and usually takes good care of his third brother Song Xingping's family.Moreover, Song Jingwen promised to send two copies to Song Zhi last time. Of course, the gift should be sent as early as possible, so that people will feel that you take him seriously and treat you more sincerely.

Mrs. Song had no objection. After thinking about it, she stopped him, "Your second grandfather's family has to give a copy too, otherwise people will gossip."

Mrs. Song saw that it was not easy to hold in his hand, so she invited Song Shihai who was still eating spicy shrimp, "Second, follow me."

Song Shihai looked at the oil in his hands without a word, sighed helplessly, and took another bowl from the kitchen.

"Grandma, no need, Xie Feng will be held for me." Song Jingwen rubbed against Mrs. Song, seeing that she had a bad complexion, he guessed and added reluctantly, "I have to go to Xie's house tonight. Ordered a batch of bamboo for jars tonight."

Xie Feng, who was suddenly named, looked at Song Jingwen at a loss, and gave him winks in a hurry.