The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields

  Chapter 6 To make money

   When she came out again, Yuanyuan had already been moved into the room, lying on the bed with a small face, probably because she was frightened just now.

  Zhou Zhongming stood by, touching his little face.

   "Did you know you couldn't eat eggs before?"

  Yuanyuan shook her head, and replied, "I don't know, I haven't eaten."

  Zhou Zhongming guessed that the rash might have occurred when he ate eggs before he could remember, and Liang Yi never gave the child eggs again.

  But she has a domineering attitude, beating and scolding children is also a common thing, and she is not a good mother after all.

   "Come out to eat! Do you want me to deliver it to your lips? An An, you little brat, don't scribble!"

  Liang Yi stood in the yard with his hips akimbo and reprimanded Zhou Anan, who was holding a stick in the base of the wall to draw circles, was so frightened that he got up and obediently threw the stick away.

  A lot of mud was splashed on his body, and his face was covered with mud.

   "Go, ask your little uncle to wash your face and clothes. If you don't work all day, you are waiting for me to be supported by a woman!"

   Liang Yi said to Zhou Zhong who had just come out.

   The noodles under the seasoning powder had a strong taste, and Zhou Zhongming couldn't help but carefully observe the woman sitting in the main seat.

  Melon seeds have a small face, fair complexion, and charming almond eyes, but they are impatient.

At dawn the next day, Liang Yi woke up Zhou Zhongming, pointed to the kitchen and said, "Don't you want to drive me away? Then today you can give me a good experience of raising a child. The steamed buns at home are placed in the cabinet. You march and fight, you should be able to cook, right?"

   "I'm going to town."

   After explaining the matter, Liang Yi walked out of the house with a basket on his shoulders.

  Brought the only three copper coins on his body, followed the route in his mind, rubbed the bullock cart of the fellow villager, and entered the town.

  Maple Leaf Town is famous for its maple leaves in autumn, so there are many inns and restaurants, and many rich people from the north and the south come and go.

  Liang Yi took the seasoning powder and went to one restaurant after another to see if he could sell it for some money.

   As a result, the first house hit a wall. Xiaoer didn't say anything about people, and even disliked her shabby clothes, so she refused to let in.

   "Let's go, let's go, are you crazy about money? How dare you sell this junk? Go, go, don't delay our business."

  Liang Yi was pushed out, let alone talking, and he didn't even have a chance to take out the seasoning packet.

   Okay, this restaurant is obviously in bad luck, so let's go to the next one.

  Although the attitude of the second family was not as bad as the first one, there was a lot of impatience in the words. Liang Yi went into a restaurant at the end of the street with great insight.

   It seems that the business is not as good as the first and second, but the attitude from the second to the boss is very good.

   "Little lady, are you serious? How can you cook a pot of ingredients with just a small packet of seasoning?" The boss's face was full of doubts.

  Liang Yi picked up a bag and handed it to the boss: "You can try it out, if the boss thinks it's okay, we'll talk about follow-up issues."

  The boss smeared his beard and asked Xiaoer to take it to the back kitchen with a silly smile.

   In less than a quarter of an hour, a pot of bright noodles came out, and the spicy smell rushed into the nostrils, but it was just right after one bite, neither salty nor bland, fresh and spicy.

  The boss finished drinking a bowl of noodles and rubbed his hands.

   "How many seasoning packets can the little lady provide?"

  Liang Yi counted what he had now, and reported the number: "About twenty bags."

   "It can be made in the future, let's say it first, I only sell seasoning packs and not recipes."

  The boss laughed: "I understand."

  (end of this chapter)