Wearing a mountain village tuff

Ye Baiyou put on a serious face: "Who is your husband?"

Shen Wujing raised the tails of her long and narrow eyes, and took Ye Baiyou's hand. "I touched it, I kissed it, Ayou doesn't want to be responsible?"

Ye Baiyou looked at him sideways.

Shen Wujing's brows were soft, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile. "Does it look good?"

Ye Baiyou nodded: "The beauty in the world."

He looked at it and smiled brightly.He was still struggling, anyway, this man was already his.

Ye Baiyou shook the hand he was holding, and walked out slowly from the alley.Behind them, the miscellaneous things were quickly taken away by the thirteen people.

Twelve looked at Bai Ming who had just come out of the county government's back door beside him. "Uncle Bai, the son and wife are really married?"

Bai Ming touched his beard and smiled happily: "I did it myself, so is it fake?"

"But the son's household registration..."

Bai Ming sighed with a smile: "Your master is here, don't you feel relieved?"

Twelve removed the spider webs on his face, and his cheeks were bulging. "I thought my master wouldn't care about these things."

"Little brat, can you say it again?"

Twelve suddenly looked at the wall and said in shock, "Master!"

-

"The emperor is dead!"

"Your Majesty, you are dead—"

Before the business was done this morning, there was a sound outside the restaurant.Ye Baiyou was standing by the door, just in time to see the policemen with gongs and drums pass by the door.

Immediately, everyone restrained the expressions on their faces.

Looking from a distance, someone who was having a wedding quickly directed the staff in the shop to remove the red silk from the beams.

Waiting for the arrest to leave quickly, the guests guarding the door suddenly muttered.

Ye Baiyou opened the door to let them in, wiped his hands on the apron twice, and quickly returned to the stone table in the courtyard to sit down.

Beside him, Shen Wujing was writing something.

"Young master." Ye Baiyou looked at his flamboyant and powerful handwriting, wanted to speak but didn't want to disturb him.

Shen Wujing glanced at her brother. "Ayou wants to ask about that outside?"

Ye Baiyou nodded repeatedly.

To be honest, it was the first time Ye Baiyou knew what was going on in the capital after coming here for so long.

He has no real feelings about imperial power.Even when Young Master Shen mentioned the old emperor's stupidity to him back then, he still subconsciously didn't put himself in this real era to think about.

But when he opened the store just now, he could clearly see the silence of those customers for a moment.It's like being afraid that if you say a word, you will be arrested.

Ye Baiyou had a real feeling.

He knew that young master Shen must know what happened there, so he wanted to hear about it.

Shen Wujing glanced at him with indulgence in his eyes: "The letter at the bottom of the table."

Ye Baiyou bent her lips, stood up like a deer and walked to the other side of Shen Wujing.Under the pile of neat envelopes, take out the bottom letter.

Open it in front of Shen Wujing.

Then...

"Master, what is this word?"

Brother is going around here, Shen Wujing can't calm down at all.He always pays attention to the people beside him, seeing his frown or surprise on his face.

Shen Wujing only felt alive, like a kitten named Ayou rolling on the tip of his heart.Can't help but want to see him.

Seeing him stop, Ye Baiyou handed over the letter in his hand, with a bitter face: "Shen Wujing, I don't know many words."

Many of them are traditional characters, and there are some symbols that he can't understand.

At the beginning, it was understandable, it was nothing more than the collapse of the old emperor.After that, it's like reading a bible.

"Which word don't you know?" Shen Wujing took it with a smile.

Ye Baiyou pointed at the letter. "This, this, and a large piece of small squares behind it."

The paper was dented by his poking, and he was afraid that with more strength, he could directly poke a hole.

Ye Baiyou withdrew her hand, with a gloomy expression on her face: "Forget it, refine it for me. It's simple and clear, and I'm going to steam the buns."

He said that his envelopes were also on the table before, so why didn't they guard against him.It turned out that I couldn't understand it even after I got it.

Ye Baiyou let out a long sigh, and leaned towards Shen Wujing's shoulder.He didn't touch the shoulder, but was hooked by his belt into his arms.

Ye Baiyou lazily hooked his neck with one hand, opened his eyelids: "You took advantage of me."

Shen Wujing raised her eyebrows: "I'll give you a chance, take it back."

"Say it quickly!" Ye Baiyou pinched his face, "Will you do business again?"

Shen Wujing looked into her brother's eyes and said slowly: "The old emperor was poisoned to death."

Ye Baiyou's eyes lit up: "Is this the legendary secret of the royal family?"

"Forget it." Shen Wujing nodded.

Ye Baiyou stood up abruptly.Patted Shen Wujing on the shoulder, and then said excitedly: "I'll go to work first, and I'll talk to you when I come back."

After all, this cannot be a long story.

Life is too boring, he wants to hear stories.

Shen Wujing smiled lowly, her palm was pressed against her leg, as if her brother's temperature was still on it. "Really, brother who doesn't play cards according to common sense."

But it still keeps people's minds.

The leaves whirled and the sky dimmed.Shen Wujing looked up at the sky.Just said: "It's raining."

-

"It's raining."

There was thunder, and Shen Da and his party wore caravan clothes and escorted several carts of grain to the pier.

As the carriage went further and further, it passed the mass graves outside the city.Shen Da met the eyes of the group of people who quietly came out to throw the corpse.

Seeing that there were many people here, those people immediately lowered their heads and ran away.

Shen Da pretended not to see, and continued to move forward.After walking for a stick of incense, several members of the caravan returned to their original places.

"Boss, the man is not dead yet."

"Take it away." Shen Da said simply.If he was not mistaken, those two people just now were from the Fourth Prince's Mansion.That is the current emperor.

Stepping on countless corpses, he opened the straw mat that was just thrown down, revealing an extremely seductive face inside.

After a pause, he speeded up and took the person away.

Thunder roared, and lightning illuminated the dark field a little more.The dying person was placed at the back of the carriage, and a shed was randomly taken to cover it.

Feed a little life-saving medicine, and leave the rest alone.

People are alive, and they are one of them if they are drugged.If they are ordered to save, if they want to leave, their lives will be kept.

The clatter of horseshoes was lost in the heavy rain, and the traces left by the ruts were quickly washed away.The smell of blood in the carriage also dissipated insignificantly.

Shen Da drove his horse to the front carriage. "Boss, it's okay."

A muffled cough came out, followed by a hoarse male voice: "It's okay."

"Aren't you going together?"

Shen Da: "The old man is still at ease, we don't feel comfortable looking at it."

Inside the carriage, there is a soft quilt.Jiang Zhixun sat among them, leaning on him with his arms full, except for one face, his body was covered in blood.

"Luoluo." Jiang Zhixun didn't close his eyes for three consecutive days.

God knows that when he saw Xiao Luo who was hung and beaten in the prison, his heart trembled with pain.I wish I could kill those people directly.But the most urgent thing is to save people.

Coming out of the secret passage, they made a direct detour to the pier along the way.Xiao Luo had a high fever.Shen Da and the others took a lot of medicine, and people gradually got better.

Touching the forehead of the man in his arms, Jiang Zhixun hugged him gently. "Luoluo, we won't be coming back in the future."

In Jiang Zhixun's house, the big house is empty now.

The other Jiang family members wanted to follow the new emperor to seek high positions, but he did not stop them.It's just that in the current situation, whether he can live or not is still one thing.

Get on the boat and go down the river.

Jiang Zhixun looked at the imperial city that was getting further and further away in the rain, and closed his eyes fiercely.

He turned around and went back to the shed, Xiao Luo was already lying on the bed and fell asleep.

Being unruly and willful is what he has known about the eldest prince since he was a child.But now...he would rather he had been savage and self-willed.

"Xiao Luo, when you recover, you can do whatever you want, okay?"

The person on the bed closed his eyes, frowning and moving around.Did not sleep well.

Jiang Zhixun lifted the quilt and went in, hugging him.For a moment, the person in his arms became quiet.Clutching at the hem of his shirt, he fell into a deep sleep.

In another room, there is a child like a bean sprout nestled inside.Open your eyes and stare at the wall.

-

The emperor died, and there were no weddings in March.

Bai Ming looked at the dark air of his son when he was alone.Helpless sigh.

Look, the man has been holding back for a long time, and his anger is not ordinary.

Bai Ming came back from the county government office, chatted with Shen Wujing about the county government office and fans for a while, and then left.

Coincidentally, Shen Laojiu's voice came from the kitchen. "Ma'am, I'm done, show me."

Shen Wujing looked at the half-written letter on her desk, and tapped her finger on the desk.

Should someone else come and learn?

Shen Laojiu carried the ants up the tree and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He looked around, and then saw Twelve pointing out the door.Momo distanced herself from Ye Baiyou.

Ye Baiyou didn't notice, but picked a little bit with her chopsticks.Minced meat with soy sauce falls on the crystal vermicelli.A little red pepper and green chives are dotted among them.

Presentation is enough.

At the entrance, the fans are spinning on the tip of their tongues.The vermicelli is refreshing, and there is a soft bomb with minced meat in the middle.After chewing a few times, the subtle spicy hits the tip of the tongue.

Ye Baiyou nodded and gave him a thumbs up.

"What about the others?" Lao Jiu proudly and modestly pointed to the remaining few sets.Garlic eggplant vermicelli stew, cold vermicelli, fried cabbage vermicelli and duck blood vermicelli soup.

These are all taught in the past few days, Ye Baiyou tasted them one by one, and made a good evaluation.

Twelve looked at him with his tail up.

"cut--"

Lao Jiu: "Are you jealous that I cook well?"

Twelve: "Why should I be jealous, do you want to compare poison with me?"

Lao Jiu immediately turned around and brought the food to the table. "I think you're just jealous."

Seeing that they had to quarrel every day, Ye Baiyou shook his head helplessly.

Before lunch, Shen Wujing just cleared the table outside.After a few dishes were served, Shisan also greeted the guests who smelled and wanted to continue their lunch, and came in with a steamer.

Mini steamer, the size of a human head.Round and round, it is very eye-catching.

"Wow! This looks good!" Twelve just sat down, and then ran to help Thirteen move.

Shen Wujing sat up straight: "Tomorrow, are you going to make Xiaolongbao?"

Ye Baiyou nodded with a smile. "Small steamed buns, and steamed dumplings. Maybe siu mai."

"what is this?"

As soon as Lao Jiu heard that there was something delicious, he ran out of the kitchen with a bowl.

Ye Baiyou smiled and said, "Do it tomorrow, you just follow along."

"Yes! Madam!"

Shen Wujing glanced at him, Lao Jiu smiled, and followed Twelve into the room cheekily.

They don't eat at the same table with the young master, the couple are outside, and the few of them make do in the kitchen.Anyway, the food is the same.

Speaking of it, they are still in the honor of the lady, otherwise who would have thought of so many novel ways of eating.Lao Jiu was so hot that he breathed in, but at the same time it was a pity that there were not many peppers.

After lunch, the heavy rain gradually became smaller and became a continuous drizzle.

Ye Baiyou chopped the minced meat in his hand, and looked outside the door from time to time.

"Brother Yuzu, what are you looking at?"

Ye Baiyou said: "Tell me, can the business next door continue?"

Twelve: "They have thicker skins than city walls. How could they give up a profitable business?"

Ye Baiyou thinks about it too. According to Huang Jixiang's weird temperament, he will drive even if he can't continue.Just to scare yourself.

"When we have money, let's open a restaurant directly."

The sound of chopping meat on the chopping board was dull, and the fat and thin pork was reduced to mince.

Twelve washed the steamer in his hand, and said, "Brother Yuzu, I may have to go to work in a few days."

In the building, everyone arranged work.It's just that they often rotate, depending on the intensity of the task and the length of the rest time.

Ye Baiyou's kitchen knife slashed on the chopping board. "Okay, but be safe and don't get hurt."

Twelve smiled: "I know."

After the minced meat was chopped, Ye Baiyou smashed it into the big basin.Then with stuffing.Pure meat, sauced meat, leek pork...

After working till night, Ye Baiyou was already yawning profusely after eating.

The business in the store is good, but it is too busy to measure the white pomelo leaves in the morning without any help.He was still sitting on the bed at the moment, staring at the hesitant figure outside the door in a daze.

The ninth child is a cook, and the thirteenth runs ahead on weekdays, but he can't always help like this.Twelve also has missions.

After all the calculations, I still have to find someone.

Now the embarrassment at the beginning has passed, and Ye Baiyou can sell a thousand buns every day.It's not that there is no income for the little one or two.

It is not impossible to hire people.

Ye Baiyou rested her chin and poked her soft face with her hand. "It's enough for one to go to Xiaoer and one to help the kitchen."

After thinking about it, Ye Baiyou's eyes fell on the door.

"Shen Wujing, are you going to sleep outside tonight?"

Shen Wujing then pushed open the door.

"Ayou."

Ye Baiyou swept across his face and landed on the ruddy earlobe.He smiled strangely: "Why, are you sorry?"

Shen Wujing straightened her sleeves and strolled in the courtyard: "Have you ever seen that?"

Ye Baiyou half-closed her eyes in distress: "I'm still waiting for the day's affairs."

Shen Wujing sat where she slept. "Okay, let me tell you."

Shen Wujing's voice was low, like ripples slowly spreading out, bypassing Ye Baiyou's heart one after another, coaxing people to sleep quietly.

After pinching the quilt for Ye Baiyou, Shen Wujing went back to her "bed" and closed her eyes to sleep.

Perhaps, it's time to rent a house in the county.

The two are not yet married, so it would be good to sleep for a night or two.go on for a long time...

Can't help it.

-

Day two.

The meowing of a cat mixed with the crowing of a rooster awakened Ye Baiyou from her dream.

Ye Baiyou put on her clothes and tiptoed out of the house.

"Ma'am, everything is ready!" Lao Jiu's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Ye Baiyou glanced at the big steamed buns, the dough beside it, and the small steamer.

After simply washing up, Ye Baiyou began to teach Lao Jiu how to do it. "The steamed buns are made with thin skin and lots of fillings, with soup, tender meat and good-looking appearance."

"You saw it when you made the stuffing yesterday, and the rest are the same as the big buns. It's just smaller, the size of a bite."

Ye Baiyou put the rolled skin in the palm of her hand, and a spoonful of meat filling.Then make a nest with your hands, twist the skin and fold it a little bit.The leather on the watch is gradually wrinkled into even folds.

"It's so small." Twelve said.

"Otherwise, why are they called Xiaolongbao?"

When it comes to food, Lao Jiu knows it just by looking at it.Ye Baiyou confidently handed over the matter to him, and then began to make steamed dumplings.

The skin of steamed dumplings is not like steamed buns, just moderately soft and firm.So Yebaiyou directly uses dead noodles.

Lao Jiu moved his hands quickly while watching the movements of Ye Baiyou's hands.

Jing Rui's eyes were focused, and his eyes became brighter and brighter when he saw the dumplings in Ye Baiyou's hands taking shape.

"Steaming dumplings, is it the same as steaming buns?"

Ye Baiyou nodded: "One meaning. You can dip it in vinegar and chili oil when eating, it tastes better."

“Not much chili oil.”

Ye Baiyou said with a smile: "Not many, a little bit of gluttony per table is still okay."

Twelve said cheerfully: "Then it's only for one time for the time being."

Ye Baiyou didn't disturb the customer's self-consciousness at all, he smiled and said: "There must be something more attractive to retain customers."

After making these two, did Ye Baiyou make Shaomai after all?This thing, I will come back later when I have time.

The author says:

感谢在2022-09-0118：56：24-2022-09-0213：10：47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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