Respect the little husband [farming]

"Brother." Jiao Shihan came over and sat down next to him, Shen Wenxuan quickly put the charcoal pencil into his sleeve pocket without letting him see.

"It's time for dinner, are you hungry?" Shen Wenxuan asked.

Jiao Shihan nodded.

Shen Wenxuan got up and rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen: "Wait."

It's time to show off.

Jiao Shihan watched Shen Wenxuan enter the kitchen in surprise, and wanted to follow in, but was blocked at the door, so he could only hold the door frame and look inside.

Ping'er, who was fighting eight hundred rounds with the bamboo chicken, was also kicked out. Shen Wenxuan skillfully killed the chicken, bled it, plucked its feathers, opened its stomach and washed its internal organs. :"What's wrong?"

Jiao Shihan struggled for a moment, and replied: "A gentleman stays away from the kitchen."

Shen Wenxuan laughed: "This kind of talk is a lie to you children, don't believe it."

But this is what the Great Confucian said, Jiao Shihan struggled for a while, and said "Mmm".

Brother said "don't believe it", so don't believe it.

Shen Wenxuan's cooking skills are good, no, it should be said that the original owner's cooking talent is good, and Shen Wenxuan took full advantage of it.

Jiao Shihan drank the chicken soup in the bowl, and there was a chicken leg in it. Jiao Shihan took a bite, it was very tender, and his eyes lit up immediately: "Brother, it is delicious."

It's even better than the chefs in the house before.

Bamboo chicken can be used in traditional Chinese medicine, so Shen Wenxuan asked him to eat more meat, and Dr. Zhao did not object.

In addition, there are several home-cooked dishes-braised bamboo shoots in oil, fried meat with bamboo shoots, and egg tofu soup.

Ping'er and Dr. Zhao also ate very deliciously, neither of them were very good at cooking, but when they suddenly tasted Shen Wenxuan's cooking skills, they were very amazed, and ate wildly with their bowls in hand.

After dinner, Shen Wenxuan wanted to go out for a while, leaving Jiao Shihan waiting for him in the medical hall, and Shen Shiqian came back.

While helping Dr. Zhao clean up the dishes, Jiao Shihan watched Shen Wenxuan's back gradually walk away until he disappeared into the corner of the street, feeling reluctance and loneliness entangled in his heart.

Like the bright noon, it was immediately turned into gray and white.He wanted to curl up and melt into his soul, or become a part of his penis, so that no one would be left alone.

Shen Wenxuan left the bullock cart at the gate of the Zhao Family Medical Center, and walked to Boss Zhuang’s grocery store. He sorted out the things needed to make hot pot. The most important thing is the bottom material. , Shen Wenxuan intends to make an attempt.

"Boss Zhuang?"

"Hey." The owner of the grocery store responded, and when he saw that it was Shen Wenxuan, he immediately smiled, "You are here again, what did you choose this time?"

Shen Wenxuan looked up and down the container: "The things on your shelves haven't changed. If I need something, wouldn't I have picked it out a few days ago?"

"Hey, guest officer, what you said is wrong. Didn't I say it? The store is too small, and there are still many things that haven't been displayed. Besides, if I really don't have any, I can look for them for the guest officer. "Boss Zhuang laughed.

Shen Wenxuan nodded, and said, "Then I want star anise, three Nye, cinnamon bark, comfrey, fragrant leaves, fennel, and grass fruit. I wonder if Boss Zhuang has any of these?"

"This..." Boss Zhuang was a little embarrassed, "These are all spices, and they are generally controlled by a group of incense merchants in the south of the Yangtze River who like to make incense. The price is really high."

"Is that so?" Shen Wenxuan asked directly.

Then why are you emphasizing to me what you have not displayed?I thought that the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, so they would dare to sell anything.

Shen Wenxuan turned around and was about to leave: "Farewell."

"Hey, guest officer, wait a minute." Boss Zhuang hurriedly came out from behind the counter to stop him, and said anxiously, "Didn't I say 'average', there is also 'uncommon'."

Shen Wenxuan stopped, and Boss Zhuang turned around and closed the shop door.

"What does Boss Zhuang mean?"

Boss Zhuang smiled shyly: "Although this fragrance merchant controls the spices strictly, there will always be a little leakage. After all, they can't let them earn all the money. The next ones must drink some soup. If you If you buy it from me, it will be several times cheaper than those in those incense shops."

Shen Wenxuan raised his eyebrows: "Oh."

Understood.

"It seems that some of the friends Boss Zhuang knows have pocketed their own money."

Boss Zhuang coughed in embarrassment: "It's not a friend, it's just that I met by chance when I was buying, and this... can't be said so harshly."

Shen Wenxuan nodded, not caring: "Then ask Boss Zhuang to find me a few taels of everything."

"A few, a few taels? It's a little less." Boss Zhuang continued to laugh awkwardly, "And with such a small amount, you can't make such things as incense pills and incense powder."

Shen Wenxuan was amused: "Who said I want to make incense pills and incense powder? Boss Zhuang will help me find a few. When I succeed in trying what I want to do, I will definitely use more in the future."

Boss Zhuang's face was full of question marks. Before he could figure it out, Shen Wenxuan asked the next question: "It shouldn't be a problem to get some more butter, right?"

"I'm facing a ban, not to slaughter farm cattle, but..." Boss Zhuang changed the subject after the first half of his speech, "This is a good saying, there are policies above and countermeasures under, these bans are all false No one cares about it, even the people in the government occasionally buy some beef for teething sacrifices."

"It's just how much butter do you want?

Shen Wenxuan thought for a few seconds before replying, "Give me a few catties."

Even if you can’t make a hot pot in the end, it’s still good to eat barbecue or stir-fry dishes in the future.

Boss Zhuang pondered for a while after listening, and replied: "Okay, in a few days, I will go to other counties to buy goods. The round trip will take seven days. Come back in seven days, and I will make sure the things are ready for you."

As for those spices, just buy as many taels as you want, big customer, he even pointed him to buy other things from him.

Shen Wenxuan raised his eyebrows, bowed and said: "Then thank you, Boss Zhuang."

After leaving the grocery store, Shen Wenxuan thought that he needed to buy some quilts, and Ajiao also needed some clothes, so he went to the tailor shop, but stopped when he passed the Fragrant Flower Court.

In front of the Fragrant Flower Courtyard there were firecracker debris, and the three-story ring building of the Fragrant Flower Courtyard was decorated with lights and festoons, with red lanterns hanging high and colorful edges flying. It was obviously not business hours at this time, but listening to the sound, it was very lively inside.

Shen Wenxuan: ...is it open?

He wanted to see what the madam had done, but he was short on time, and he didn't want to go in suddenly to see any unsuitable scenes, thinking that it wouldn't be too late to go in when the Fragrant Flower Garden was closed, so he turned a corner , continue to go to the clothing store.

Shen Wenxuan is indeed in good shape. He was thin and out of shape before, but it was not obvious, but for almost half a month, he ate delicious food, coupled with Shen Wenxuan's own exercise, his figure is tall and straight, his waist is broad and his back is broad. With deep browbones, he looks like a handsome man.

As soon as he stepped into the ready-made clothing store, he attracted the attention of all the girls and women in the store.

Shen Wenxuan glanced around this not-so-big, not-so-small shop. The fabrics of the clothes were clearly divided into two areas. Terrible, the other side is much better, the dyeing and printing clearly took care of it.

Without hesitation, Shen Wenxuan went straight to the good side.

The eyes of almost all the female customers followed him. Shen Wenxuan got used to it and chose to ignore it without being affected at all.

The proprietress of the tailor shop had a good chat with the women, but when she turned her head to look at Shen Wenxuan who was approaching her step by step, her heart skipped a few beats, and she was stunned for a while.

"Miss Boss, here are two sets of clothes for my son,"

Shen Wenxuan's cold voice was like a cold winter wind, successfully waking up the whole room.

"Ah... oh oh, guest officer, you just said that you want clothes, right? Shuang'er's?" the proprietress asked with some stuttering.

Shen Wenxuan nodded, recalled for a while and continued: "My head reaches my neck, 50 feet, small frame, very thin, about [-] kilograms, and the fabric should be more comfortable."

He studied both architecture and design at university, and he knew the same after hugging him once.

"Hey, I'll get it for you. I have a sample here. Would you like to see if it fits? If not, I have a tailor here who can make it to order, but the price is more expensive."

The proprietress smiled and gave him several sets of sample clothes: "These materials are all made of cotton. If you touch them, they are hundreds of times better than linen ones. You should be more comfortable. I see these cotton ones It's not bad."

Shen Wenxuan looked through a few pieces, and felt that each piece was similar except for the color, and he couldn't buy all of them, so he picked out the red and pink ones with uncertainty and put them aside. Choosing among the suits, tadpoles were silently lit in my heart.

Some women were very shrewd, seeing that Shen Wenxuan was not bad in appearance, and he bought expensive clothes, their thoughts suddenly rose, and they all winked at the proprietress, asking her to inquire.

The proprietress does this kind of thing a lot, so she tried it out with ease: "Young man, I think you look so young. How old are you this year?"

Shen Wenxuan raised his eyes and glanced at her, feeling a little strange in his heart, and asked inappropriately: "Wrap these two things up."

He chose a white one with plum blossoms embroidered on it, and the other was a simple turquoise color, but the collar of the collar was very delicate.

The proprietress was not discouraged when she saw that he didn't answer. She doesn't ask the price when she buys things. Who is not from a wealthy family?Maybe it's a gentleman in the army. All the women and girls who come to her shop to buy things today are out of luck.

There is nothing to be particular about choosing bedding, Shen Wenxuan directly asked the proprietress to get the three thickest sets, and when it was time to pay the money, he also took a fancy to a blue cloak and asked the proprietress to settle the bill together.

"Oh, I haven't met such a generous customer in this store for a long time. The God of Wealth must have sent you here. How can I say that you feel extraordinary when you see your son?" Wenxuan packed the things he wanted and made jokes: "Young master, I think you are so young, and you haven't seen it in the county before, but if you know any family in our village, I can give you a discount."

Shen Wenxuan waited with one elbow on the counter, and suddenly realized when he heard this, so he said expressionlessly: "You don't know." The meaning was obvious.

The proprietress smiled when she heard the words: "Then they are not from our county? We often come to our county from outsiders, some come with my father to do business, and some come with people from the army. Dare I ask you——"

"Please pack quickly." Shen Wenxuan interrupted her endless questioning, feeling a little impatient.

"Hey, sir, don't worry, my hands and feet are fast," the lady boss's smile remained the same, and the speed of her hands also remained the same, "These things add up to not be cheap. I bought so much, could it be to please my husband? My son is young. Easy, married so early?"

This is not to give up without asking, right?

Shen Wenxuan frowned, smiled, and said deliberately: "Well, we're married."

"My husband sinks fish and wild geese, closes the moon and shames flowers, overwhelms the country and the city, and is loved by everyone. He and I are made in heaven, a match made in heaven, a match made in heaven. Who will tear it down. Who will die? Do you tear it down?"

The proprietress laughed embarrassingly at Shen Wenxuan's gaze, she was speechless for a while, and her face was a little bad, why did she always say "dead"?

"...Young master is very lucky."

"I also think I'm very lucky." Shen Wenxuan smiled with a bland smile, and looked at her with dark eyes, his displeasure was obvious.

This time the proprietress took one look and didn't dare to look at it again, she suddenly moved swiftly, packed it up and handed it to Shen Wenxuan, and took [-] Wenxuan.

The other women also felt that something was wrong, and they didn't dare to touch the bad luck again. When Shen Wenxuan turned around, they all backed down a few steps, and they didn't gather around to talk about it as usual, and their thoughts of trying to tie the marriage line stopped.

When it was almost time to apply, Shen Wenxuan rushed back, loaded the bought bedding into the bullock cart first, and handed the new clothes to Ajiao. He sat at the gate again, and Shen Wenxuan poked his forehead with some displeasure. .

"disobedient."

Jiao Shihan stroked her forehead, feeling a little itchy.

"New clothes, take them and change them, and return this body to Dr. Zhao."

"No need," Dr. Zhao said, "It's just some rough clothes, I think they fit well, let him wear them."

Shen Wenxuan didn't object, but put an extra cloak and hat on him to protect him from the wind.

After getting into the bullock cart and leaving the city gate, Dr. Zhao stood at the gate of the medical clinic and watched them go away, and smiled: "Oh, my medical clinic was originally empty, but now it's deserted again."

"Then you should go to see the doctor for those rich people more," Ping'er said bitterly, "That way you can earn both money and fame, what a wonderful thing, but you are stubborn and can't figure it out."

"Stinky boy," Dr. Zhao raised his hand, pretending to pat him, and cursed, "You don't understand."

Shen Wenxuan spread a thick quilt on the bullock cart, even though the road was uneven and bumpy, Jiao Shihan still couldn't sit still and kept falling on Shen Wenxuan.

Shen Wenxuan simply took him over and let him rely on himself.

Jiao Shihan leaned against his chest, holding his skirt in a place where he couldn't see, the corners of his mouth secretly curled up.

Like an elf in a blue hat.