The next day, Ni Xi stayed at home to rest because of her foot injury.

Now that the family is struggling, Ni Xi thinks about the snacks he made for the children in the village school. According to Wu Yong, the children liked it very much, but they didn’t have time before. Now that they are free, why don’t they make some with Yan Po and sell them on the street? It should be fine too.

Thinking is worse than acting, she called Yan Po to finish her thoughts, Yan Po was also very novel, the two hit it off, and they really did it.

It's just that Ni Xi's legs and feet are inconvenient and he can't stand for a long time, so Yan Po came to knead the dough, and she sat on a small stool beside her to guide her.

In the Song Dynasty, many materials were not enough, and only three kinds could be used to make colorful steamed buns. First, the prepared carrots, amaranth, and spinach, which is spinach, were mashed into juice, which were fermented in flour separately, and three different kinds of steamed buns were formed. The colored dough comes out.

Then let Po Yan knead the dough into various cute shapes, including naive little pigs, cute puppies and other small animals of different shapes. Xi did much better.

Finally, put them in a steamer and steam them until they are cooked. After they come out of the pot, the colorful animals come to life and look very beautiful.

Looking at these steamed buns that look so good, Yan Po herself was very surprised, and praised repeatedly: "My son is really smart."

Ni Xi is embarrassed, this is the wisdom of modern people, she just borrowed it.

She and Yan Po tasted the steamed buns, not only beautiful in appearance, soft and delicious, but also slightly sweet.

"Delicious!" The two looked at each other, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

Yan Po carefully packed the steamed buns in a steamer drawer, filled two drawers full, covered it with a white cloth, borrowed a small trolley from next door, and took it out.

Ni Xi originally wanted to go, but Yan Po refused on the grounds that she should rest well, so she had no choice but to wait at home.

In view of the incident with Mr. Yan last time, Ni Xi didn't let Po Yan go to the bustling market, but found a nearby private school. Although there were few people clean, there were many children.

Those who can go to the private school are some rich and big families in the town. When the children are out of school, it is a good time to sell steamed buns.

Yan Po went out early in the morning and came back before noon. When she came back, her face was full of uncontrollable excitement and she was full of energy.

Ni Xi went up to meet her with a limp, "Aniang, what's the matter?"

"What do you say?"

Yan Po smiled brightly, and opened the steamer while talking, only to see that the two steamed buns that were full when she went out were now completely empty.

"When I left, there were still many young men and women who asked me when I would go again."

"Great!"

Ni Xi couldn't help showing a happy look, and helped Yan Po carefully count the money received. This steamed bun sold for five yuan a piece, but it was sold for three hundred yuan in the morning. After deducting ingredients such as flour, the net Earn two hundred coins.

What's more, today haha ​​is the first day.

Yan Po was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, she collected the money happily, "Later, I'll buy some beef bones and make soup for you two to nourish your body."

Ni Xi smiled and went up to act coquettishly: "Then you should eat more, you are the hardest working person in our family."

"My son is so caring." Yan Po said cheerfully.

……

Because the steamed buns were selling really well, after several days in a row, Yan Po got up early to steam the steamed buns to sell, and came back at noon.

The wound on Ni Xi's foot also gradually healed, and it didn't hurt so much when she walked, and she could walk around freely, even if she couldn't walk a long distance.

When Po Yan went out to sell steamed buns, Ni Xi did all the housework at home, doing laundry, cooking and taking care of Gong Yan, trying her best to reduce the burden on Po Yan.

At noon that day, shortly after Po Yan left, Ni Xi heard someone knocking on the door of her house.

"Who is it?" She was a little surprised, she didn't see anyone making an interview on weekdays.

A slightly old voice came from outside: "Lady, it's an old man, please open the door quickly."

It's Wang Po!

Ni Xi recognized her voice immediately, and opened the door with a busy smile: "Why are you free to come here today?"

I saw Wang Po wearing a brand new satin dress, her hair combed brightly, and she came into the room beaming.

"I thought that Lord Yan was sick, so I came to take a look." Wang Po said and handed some fruits and vegetables wrapped in her hand to Ni Xi, and asked, "I wonder how Lord Yan is now?"

However, Ni Xi didn't believe her words. Mr. Yan had been ill for some time, why didn't he see this Wang Po come to visit before, he must have something to say.

But Mrs. Wang is still good, and has helped them a lot, so we can't neglect her.

"Father is still the same, it's the aunt who spent the money."

Ni Xi didn't want to take those things at first, but Wang Po insisted on stuffing them into her hands, and finally took them.

Taking Wang Po to visit Yan Gong, the two casually said a few words, Yan Gong was too weak and fell asleep.Ni Xi welcomed Wang Po to the seat again, poured a cup of tea, and the two sat down together.

I thought this time Wang Po would talk straight to the point, but she turned around and talked about it, the old god was sitting there, chatting with Ni Xi.

"How young is my lady this year?"

"I just turned eighteen this year." Ni Xi replied as he said.

Wang Po listened with an ambiguous smile, "It's time for a lady to look good at her age."

What does "it's time" mean without guessing at Ni Xi, but when she thinks that Wang Po is a famous matchmaker with a radius of hundreds of miles, Ni Xi has a solid idea of ​​what she said when she came to visit this time.

She pretended to be embarrassed and lowered her eyes, "Ma'am, don't joke."

Wang Po looked Ni Xi up and down, smiling while looking at her, seemingly very satisfied.

But she quickly changed the subject and talked about the recent anecdote in Yuncheng County.

For example, a rich family surnamed Zhao in the county secretly had an affair with a maid at home, and his wife immediately sold the maid when she found out.

Also, how wise and powerful the new magistrate is, he can solve cases like a god, and he captured a group of robbers a few days ago.

There are so many things like this, Wang Po can speak eloquently, and her storytelling is not much different from that of the storyteller in the teahouse, making people feel like they are on the scene.

One was willing to speak, and the other was willing to listen. In short, Ni Xi listened with gusto, feeling as if he had gained a lot of knowledge in an instant.

As she was talking, Wang Po suddenly remembered something that happened in the past two days.

"What I want to say has something to do with my wife." She said to Ni Xi mysteriously.

Has something to do with her?

But she seldom interacts with people, Ni Xi couldn't help but become curious, "What's the matter?"

Wang Po looked around first, and said seriously: "Young lady, you must promise not to disclose this matter to outsiders."

Her actions made Ni Xi's heart itch, she was very curious, and quickly promised: "It's natural, auntie, tell me quickly, don't play around with slaves anymore."

Only then did Wang Po approach Ni Xi and said, "Miss, do you still remember Zheng Tu who argued with Lord Yan?"

Ni Xi frowned beautifully, and lost her good mood when she heard that person's name, and asked, "Why did you mention him so much? Could it be that this matter has something to do with him?"

On that day, Zheng Tu was sued by Ni Xiyi and sent to jail, plus [-] sticks, but he couldn't bear the money in his family. He said it was [-] sticks, and the yamen servant who held the stick was as light as if he hadn't eaten. itch.

After going back, he lay on the bed for two days, and soon recovered as if nothing had happened. Due to Shi Wenbin's hidden involvement with Ni Xi, Zheng Tu didn't dare to take revenge. Besides, he is still showing off in Yuncheng County.

Thinking about how Mr. Yan never got up from the bed after he came back, Ni Xi felt helpless, let alone angry.

"It's him," Wang Po deliberately lowered her voice, "This is Zheng Tu's fate!"

Ok?

Ni Xi hurriedly gave up his breath, and listened intently to Wang Po telling how unlucky this Zheng Tu was.

"This Zheng Tu usually likes to go to Goulan Courtyard to eat flowers and wine. The night before yesterday, he drank too much wine. When he returned, it was already late at night. Somehow, he met a group of strong people..."

"guess what?"

"The gang of strongmen beat him with a bruised nose and swollen face, stripped off his clothes and threw him on the street. The next day, everyone in Yuncheng County saw his naked appearance!"

"Really?" Ni Xi rounded her almond eyes in surprise, and said with a smile: "Didn't Zheng Tu lose all face?"

I'm afraid that after this incident, no matter how arrogant Zheng Tu is, he won't have the face to stay in front of everyone anymore.

Speaking of this, Wang Po couldn't help laughing, "Of course it's true, my lady, you didn't see that scene. After being seen by so many people, he fainted from panic on the spot. It was his family who brought him Carry it back, it won't get better after lying down for ten days and half a month."

Ni Xi suddenly thought of a question, and asked, "Then Zheng Tu didn't go to those strong men after he went back?"

With Zheng Tu's character, he must be revenged, and it is impossible not to retaliate.

Wang Po covered her mouth and said with a smile: "How to find it? It's pitch black at night, and he was drunk again, so he didn't even see what the group of people looked like!"

This Zheng Tu must be so aggrieved, when Ni Xi thinks of him,

Lying on the bed in a miserable state at this moment, I feel extraordinarily happy, and the branches of laughter tremble.

The happiest thing is to see the enemy's misfortune. These strong men have really done a great deed.

It took a while for Ni Xi to recover, wiped away the tears from laughter with a handkerchief, and said slowly: "It's a pity that I don't know who those strong men are, otherwise I must thank you."

After hearing this, Wang Po hesitated for a while, then quietly leaned into Ni Xi's ear, telling the gossip she had heard from the sidelines.

"How can this Yuncheng County be inexplicably haunted by strong people? It is because a relative of this old man saw a few farmers from Chao Baozheng Village in Dongxi Village passing by that night, maybe..."

Wang Po stopped her mouth and didn't say the last few words, but the look in her eyes was undoubtedly affirmative.

Ni Xi was taken aback, "Chao Baozheng has a grudge against Zheng Tu?"

Wang Po shook her head, "No, both of them are the tyrants in Yuncheng County, and they have always been well waters and river waters."

"But you must not tell others about these news, my lady. Neither side of you can offend you." She reminded Ni Xi again and again, for fear that Ni Xi would accidentally say it out.

"Ma'am, don't worry."

Ni Xi agreed, but she was muttering in her heart, what Wang Po meant was that Chao Baozheng had hired someone to do what Zheng Tu did, but the two had no grievances, so why did Chao Baozheng do this all of a sudden?

For some reason, Ni Xi suddenly thought of that handsome and gentle face. I heard that this scholar has a good relationship with Chao Baozheng. Could it be...

Soon, Ni Xi gave up the idea again, how could such a sinister idea be that scholar?

Just thinking about it, Yan Po came back.

The steamed buns were selling well today, so she closed the stall early and came back.

Seeing Wang Po, Yan Po was a little surprised, and Wang Po was also very enthusiastic, and soon the two chatted.

Ni Xi didn't bother, and after packing up the things Yan Po brought back, she thought she went to the kitchen to cook.

Shred the carrots and stir-fry a dish together with the unfinished pork from yesterday, then pour hot oil into the pan, add garlic to sauté until fragrant, and stir-fry a handful of cabbage, the aroma is tangy.Thinking that there is still a fish at home, why not make fish soup.

In the kitchen, Ni Xi was busy alone.

Let's talk about Yan Po and Wang Po's side. After talking together for a while, Wang Po finally explained the business of coming here today.

"The old man sees Miss Yan as a virtuous and decent lady, and she is beautiful and gentle again. I don't know if I can agree with her?"

Speaking of Ni Xi, Yan Po's eyebrows were full of smiles, and she said: "My daughter is really good. In the past, when I was in Tokyo, who didn't love her? A few senior officials asked me how many times I lived with each other, but I didn't agree to it, because my husband and I are old, I'm afraid that no one will take care of me, and I really can't bear her, so I didn't live with others."

Just talking, Yan Po sighed again, and said regretfully: "The luck is bad, I didn't expect that now I have hurt Po Xi, let her live a good life but have to suffer with me and the old man..."

When Wang Po heard this, she thought that this was just right, but she was looking for an opportunity.

She quickly clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Old sister-in-law, your daughter is blessed, good things are coming soon!"

Yan Po was taken aback, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wang Po smiled meaningfully, "Of course it's a good thing in marriage!"

I just heard her say: "There is Song Taigong in the Songjia Village not far from here. His Zhuangzi is a well-known and wealthy family. This Song Taigong has two sons under his knees. Both brothers are outstanding talents, especially the eldest son Song Jiang. The county government holds the post of Yasi, with a bright future. Because he is obsessed with official duties, he has not married a wife for a long time, so Song Taigong asked his old man to find a foreign room for him to start a family. If Miss Yan is with Song Yasi, I am afraid that she will not Will you have enough food and clothing?"

Yan Po was a little moved when she heard this, and asked again: "How is this Song Yasi?"

Wang Po opened her mouth and talked non-stop: "Song Yasi is a good character. He is just a guest in this county, but he is pure and kind. He distributes coffin medicine as usual to help people. Poverty, people's urgency, and helping people's difficulties are like timely rain that can save everything. Except for one thing, "

"Which point?" Yan Po hurriedly asked.

Wang Po paused for a moment and continued: "It's just that Song Yasi is older than Miss Yan by more than ten years, and her face is darker."

Yan Po pondered for a moment, and said: "It doesn't matter if Mian Hei is older, as long as he is someone who can hurt others, so that my daughter won't suffer with us."

Wang Po smiled happily when she heard that, Song Taigong was very interested in this matter, she searched for several families in Yuncheng County and was not satisfied, and suddenly thought of the neighbor Yan Gong's family, Miss Yan's character is very good Yes, very suitable, so I came here early in the morning to rush to talk about the matchmaker.

"Then this matter..."

Just as Wang Po was halfway through speaking, Ni Xi suddenly came over from the kitchen with food. It was not good to say this in front of her daughter, and Yan Po who was on the opposite side hurriedly signaled her to keep quiet.

"You and I will discuss this matter in detail at another day."

Wang Po understood, she stopped talking, walked straight to the table, looked at the delicious food on the table, and praised: "Young lady is really good at cooking."

Ni Xi was busy fiddling with the bowls and chopsticks, and didn't pay attention to what Yan Po and Wang Po said over there, and said modestly: "Ma'am, it's just some home-cooked food."

Wang Po and Yan Po looked at each other and smiled...

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