Be Careful General's Wife!

Shen Wan sat in front of the dressing table. Now she put some facial grease on her face and combed her hair. She tied all the green silk on top of her head, revealing her bright and full forehead. Then all the hair was braided into a thick braid, and then the braid was coiled up. At the same time, a jade hairpin with a water drop pendant was inserted.

Today, she wore a lake colored narrow sleeve, cross necked, and embroidered with orchids at the collar. With her simple hairstyle, she looks very fresh and energetic. The only drawback is that her face is still a little dark yellow.

After combing her hair, she would stretch in the yard as usual.

"Breakfast is ready, madam." Qiuju, carrying a plate of scallion pancakes, a stack of dried tofu and shredded pork, a dish of pickles, and two bowls of millet porridge, went to the small stone table under the vines and put the dishes on the table one by one.

Shen Wan stopped stretching and walked towards the stone table. As soon as she approached, she could smell the sour taste of pickles, and her mouth water began to overflow. She made this pickle with Qiuju five days ago. Because there was no pickle jar in this era, they found a small pot to soak pickled vegetables. However, I don't know if this smell will be the same as the one she used to soak.

As a Sichuan native, Shen Wan doesn't know how to make spicy chicken boiled fish or stir fry hot pot seasoning, but he can make this pickle. When she was young, because her parents divorced, she was awarded to her mother, and her mother wanted to go out to make money, so she was raised by her grandmother. Grandma is good at making pickles, and everyone who has eaten them says it's good. She also likes to eat pickles made by her grandmother. When she was in college, she went to other cities. Because of the long journey, she could not bring pickles, so her grandmother taught her to make pickles. In her four years of college, she had three years of pickles. Although she ate them every day for three years, she was still not tired of eating.

Qiuju put her chopsticks and said, "I opened the lid today and found that the pickles were ready to eat, so I picked up some of them."

To tell you the truth, she also wanted to have a taste of this pickle? Today, I looked as if it was almost soaked. I picked up some radishes and cabbage.

Shen Wan sat down, nodded his head and said, "it should be done."

"Madam, this head..." Qiuju saw the hair that her wife combed today.

"Why not?" Shen Wan picked up the chopsticks and looked at Qiuju askew.

Qiu Ju nodded her head and said, "it's good-looking. It's just that the maid has never seen his wife comb like this." Although this hair style looks very simple, but it looks very good, very neat and refreshing.

Hearing this, Shen Wan smiles with satisfaction and puts a radish in his mouth. Because of soaking for a long time, the radish is not so crispy, but it is sour and spicy and very appetizing. Although there is still some difference in taste with her previous bubble, she has already felt very satisfied with the degree of bubble.

Although this is a dynasty that did not exist in history, there are still Zanthoxylum bungeanum and pepper here. And pepper and pepper are the soul of Sichuan pickles.

"Try autumn chrysanthemum. It's delicious."

"I'll try it now," Qiuju couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks, picked up a piece of pickle and put it into her mouth.

After tasting the taste, Qiuju's eyes brighten. The pickle is sour and spicy and appetizing.

"Madam, this pickle is delicious." She had no idea that it would taste like this.

Hearing Qiuju say delicious, Shen Wan feels very successful. There is no pickle in this era. Maybe she can make a fortune with it!

Because of the pickles, Shen Wan and Qiuju both drank two bowls of millet porridge more than usual.

After eating and drinking, Shen Wan suddenly remembered something and said to Qiuju, "if someone in your family asks about the origin of this pickle, you can't say that I said it."

"Why?" Qiu Ju is puzzled. Isn't the practice of pickles just the idea of Madam suddenly coming out of her mind? The lady said that this might have been what she had heard from others before, so that it suddenly came out of her mind.

However, she had never heard of pickles, and the lady probably heard it from the Gentiles.

Shen Wan said: "I was suffering from amnesia, but suddenly a pickle practice that no one has heard of came out of my mind. When people ask me, I can't explain it. I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble at that time." She was afraid of trouble the most in her life.

Qiuju thought about it and thought that his wife said it too, so she asked, "if someone else asked me, how should I say it?"

"Well..." Lingxiao pinched his chin and thought: "it's said that you were on the way to escape, and occasionally heard the refugees say." In this way, even if some people are curious about the origin of pickles, there is no way to ask.

Qiu Ju nodded her head and said, "I have written it down."

Qiu Ju collected the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. Shen Wan, who had eaten a little too much, went out of the courtyard and wandered around the huge general's house.

In the wandering period, she heard a total of four girls and two women talking about her in private. The content of the discussion was that song Zhuzu's feet had stayed in the Fuyun Pavilion. She, an old, jealous and ungrateful general's wife, was going to fall out of favor. She was glad to hear them say that.