Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

Sun Cui went out to work early, while Xie An was still lying on the bed and sleeping late, disturbed by the sound outside the window, he covered his head in resentment and continued to sleep.

Xie Feng accurately heard Song Jingwen's voice amidst the man's yelling, and quietly poked his head out from the kitchen, and sure enough, he saw him vigorously wielding a machete.

He snickered, quickly cleaned the dishes, and stuffed a steamed bun in his arms.

"Here, you get hungry after work." Xie Feng handed Song Jingwen a steamed bun behind his back, hanging his head shyly, and never wore that kind of thing since Song Jingwen took off the scarf last time.

Song Jingwen took the warm steamed buns, and laughed happily, "My little daughter-in-law brought food to my husband, it's really timely. My shoulders are so sore, and my hands are so sore."

Song Jingwen pouted, and slid onto Xie Feng's lap like a boneless one.

Xie Feng shook unaccustomedly, then looked around in fear, and was relieved when he saw that there was no one else, "Get up, I'll give you a pinch."

Song Jingwen looked up at the little boyfriend, reached out and pinched his cheek, causing Xie Feng to slap him on the back of the hand.

Xie Feng stood up and pushed the rogue off his lap, not knowing why this man liked to pinch his face so much.

All the men, women and children of the Song family were on stage, so it wouldn't matter if Song Jingwen was missing.Originally, Mrs. Song was reluctant to let Song Jingwen come to chop bamboo, but Song Jingwen coaxed Mrs. Song to go around and not do anything.

The uncles listened to Mrs. Song very much, and when Song Jingwen had chopped eight or nine bamboos, they drove her away.

Song Jingwen shrugged helplessly, no wonder his hands looked spoiled and spoiled, not like a farmer at all.

Song Jingwen had nothing to do, he could only tease his little boyfriend, and dragged Xie Feng to the depths of the bamboo forest.

Xie Feng is very familiar with his own bamboo forest, because he used to hide in it secretly.Sun Cui didn't let him go wandering in the village, and he couldn't stay at home, so he could only run to his bamboo forest.Later, as he got older, he dared to expand his range of activities to the mountains.

Xie Feng noticed Song Jingwen's intentions and excitedly led him into a small shed he had built. There was no door or window, only the roof was covered with thatch.

"There is food here, come here." Xie Feng peeled away the dry leaves on a corner of the hut, and several strange-looking things appeared.

Xie Feng shared his secret. He gently stroked the mushroom-shaped thing, "Although this thing doesn't look good, it tastes really delicious!"

Song Jingwen, as a special soldier, had been specially trained on food in the wild, so he recognized the bamboo fungus at a glance.

Although the fungus is common in bamboo forests, the mushroom is shaped somewhat like a netted dry white snakeskin with a spherical tip.People will avoid it when they see it. I don't know how Xie Feng would eat this kind of food.

The thatched hut was built on the basis of bamboo, and the bamboo fungus is mostly parasitic on the roots of dead bamboo, so it is normal for Xie Fengneng to find it.

Song Jingwen rubbed Xie Feng's head and asked with a smile, "How do you know this food is edible? Your father told you?"

Xie Feng pulled his hand down but didn't shake it off. He held it in his palm and shook his head, "No, I ate it myself. I stuffed everything into my mouth when I was very hungry. Luckily, it wasn't poisonous."

Xie Feng smiled silly, but Song Jingwen's heart trembled.During the famine year, Xie Feng's life must have been worse than now, and the Xie family was already so sad.He kissed Xie Feng's hair with distress, and asked, "Then why don't you sell it for money? Your parents also ate it?"

Xie Feng suddenly stopped, and after a moment of stunned, he shook his head bitterly, "No one will eat. Only I will be hungry."

The meaning of the words is not complete, Song Jingwen has heard about Sun Cui's partiality, but he didn't expect it to reach this point.Although Mrs. Song was eccentric, she couldn't act like starving someone to death.

Song Jingwen didn't say much, just followed Xie Feng's back over and over again, and in the end he was too disgusted by the other party.

Xie Feng took half of his treasure to Song Jingwen, and promised, "You can take it home and make soup, it's really edible."

Dictyophora is famous for its delicious taste, how could it not be delicious.

Song Jingwen accepted the gift with a shy heart, because he always rejected the other party's kindness, which would hurt Xie Feng's heart.

It was still early, Song Jingwen pulled Xie Feng up to pull up the bamboo shoots, Xie Feng looked disgusted, "This is too bitter, not tasty, and hard."

Song Jingwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it seemed that Xie Feng almost gnawed on the bamboo in his arms, he explained, "This is a bamboo shoot, the shell has to be removed."

Song Jingwen peeled off a bamboo shoot and pointed to the dark part, "These parts should be peeled off with a knife. If it is still bitter, cook it first, and then cook and eat it. It will be crispy and fresh."

Song Jingwen didn't deliberately explain why he knew so much, and he didn't want to bring out the Taoist rhetoric that fooled his grandparents.

Xie Feng tactfully didn't ask any further questions, and tugged at Song Jingwen's clothes like a tail.The two held a bunch of bamboo shoots and fungi in their arms, and walked out of the bamboo forest from the other direction, avoiding the eyes and ears of others.

Song Jingwen went up the mountain to hunt a little rabbit, and stewed a pot of rabbit soup in an earthen pot. The soup with bamboo fungus was delicious and delicious.

Song Jingwen added another meal to Xie Feng, and the two of them wiped off the oil on their mouths and went home belching.

The bamboo pot sent to Lin Shiqiu was made first, and Song Jingwen handed over the craft of spicy shrimp to the old lady Song and became an idler.After all, Mrs. Song is a woman who has been cooking for more than ten years. After she really mastered the seasonings used, the taste of the spicy shrimp is more than a little better than that of Song Jingwen.

The Song family had a big meal of spicy shrimp. Song Jingwen and Mrs. Song discussed going to the town to sell chili powder, big red shrimp, and big white shrimp tomorrow.

Mrs. Song has been making spicy shrimp since she was a child, and she made a lot of soup according to Song Jingwen's suggestion.I got up early and steamed a basket of steamed buns, all packed in wooden barrels and wrapped in quilts.

Mrs. Song deliberately picked out all the seasonings in the spicy shrimp, and no one could see what was in the soup.

Today, Song Jingwen and his third uncle Song Shishan went to the town to sell things, while the second uncle stayed at home and continued to dig fish ponds. The second aunt and the third aunt helped Mrs. Song sell chili powder and spicy shrimp at the door of the house.

The fourth uncle, Song Shilin, followed Song Jingwen in a bullock cart to the private school. Song Jingwen handed Song Shilin five small cans of chili powder, "Fourth uncle, you give this to your classmates who have a good relationship with you. And don't forget to give it to your teacher." Give me a can, too."

Song Shilin looked at him in surprise, and was really moved in his heart. Song Jingwen was accumulating popularity for him, but he still refused, "This is a family who sells money. It's too wasteful. The friendship between gentlemen is like water."

Song Jingwen guessed what he was thinking, and turned to persuade them, "If they still want to eat it, you can tell them that it is the chili powder from the 'Xianghuan' family, and there will be new products. This is to attract business for our family, give more For a few that are okay, you said you can get a [-]% discount by using your name."

Song Shilin immediately understood his intentions and no longer refused.

Song Jingwen raised his forehead, and Song Shilin was only 15 years old. A 15-year-old boy is so old.He couldn't help thinking that in ancient times, adulthood was earlier, and people could go to the battlefield at the age of 16.

The people on the bullock cart didn't talk much except for being curious about what they brought. Everyone yawned and leaned against the cart to catch up on sleep.

Song Jingwen and Song Shishan found a place with a lot of traffic and lifted the lid of the wooden barrel.The spicy shrimp in the wooden barrel is still emitting heat, and the tangy aroma is particularly obvious on this street.

Song Shishan still gave a big red prawn and a big white prawn to each of the several stall owners. At first, many people stood away in disgust. This kind of prawns are notoriously bad, and only big white prawns can barely eat them. one to eat.

Now the free prawns are in front of you, and there is nothing to lose if you taste them, not to mention the color looks good.The color and aroma have already taken over the color and aroma. The stall owner who got the spicy shrimp carefully licked it first, and his eyes lit up immediately.

"How do you sell it?" Song Jingwen's stall was surrounded by many people, but no one bought it. Finally, one of them was interested in asking for a price after being aroused by the reaction of the stall owner.

Song Jingwen spread the spicy shrimp on the plate with a smile, looked up and replied, "One penny, and you can give more soup."

The man only bought a big red prawn, and his heart ached, he kept staring at Song Shishan's movements, "It's a bit expensive, why don't you send me more soup."

Song Shishan was in charge of packing things, while Song Jingwen was in charge of selling.

Song Shishan smiled when he heard the words, and delivered some more soup as promised.

The man ignored the booing of others, and walked away with a bowl made of leaves.

After that, no one tried again. At this time, Song Jingwen took out the steamed buns and cut them into finger-sized pieces.Take out a bowl of soup and soak all the steamed buns in the soup.

He clapped his hands and shouted angrily, "Don't miss it when you pass by, now'Xianghuan' is launching a new product tasting event. After passing this village, there is no such store, all beautiful sisters and sisters, all handsome brothers and sisters , It’s a bastard not to take advantage of the cheap, everyone act, the quantity is limited, and it will only be delivered while stocks last.”

Song Jingwen smiled and pulled a child over, and gave him a piece of steamed buns dipped in juice without any refusal.

After the child finished eating, he clamored to eat shrimp, and the adults also tasted a piece of steamed buns without believing in evil.There are one, two, and three. Many people who tasted the steamed buns bought spicy shrimp, and bought four or five at a time.

Song Jingwen happily collected the money, Song Shishan didn't expect the business to be so hot on the first day, there was not even soup left.

The last bit of crumbs and half a steamed bun were bought for a penny.

Those who didn't buy it cursed the people in front of them for buying too much, and asked regretfully, "Boy, is it really gone?"

Song Jingwen smiled like a successful little fox, and took out two wooden baskets from behind, with a hundred bamboo jars neatly placed inside.

"Folks who haven't bought it, don't worry, just look for the 'Xianghuan' sign, and you can't go wrong with anything."

He then opened a can of chili powder and spread it on a plate for everyone to taste, "Here is the seasoning that everyone ate just now - chili powder. Tomorrow we will sell spicy shrimp here, and new products will be launched later. .Now, the chili powder in my hand can completely make your tongue feel delicious, and you can sprinkle whatever you want. The small can is 25 ren, and the large can is [-] ren. The quantity is still limited, and it will be sold out. "

Someone had heard about this product from relatives in Shipo Village, and quickly replied, "Is it the spicy noodle from 'joint powder'? My cousin is the daughter-in-law who married in Shipo Village. It was welcome to bring it back last time. Yes, it’s been a long time since I ate a can.”

Song Jingwen was happy, the ancient people were so simple, they even saved advertising fees.

"Have a vision! Today and tomorrow, buy two and get one free. It's a new thing to eat at home or give away."

There are people who know the goods, and there is no shortage of rich people. Song Jingwen and Song Shishan are sweating profusely.

"Let's do it!" Two yamen servants with big knives hanging from their waists fiercely pushed away the common people in front of them.

Those who did not evade were thrown aside by the yamen servants walking in front with their collars in their hands, while the yamen servants behind folded their arms and looked at the chaotic crowd with a smirk.