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

  Chapter 7 is rewarding

  The two talked for a long time, and finally agreed on the price. Twenty packs were handed over to the boss, and a pack was no less than half taels of silver to sell to merchants traveling far away. Liang Yi made 40% of the profit, and he could take away one tael as a deposit today.

  Next time, bring a restocked seasoning packet and take the rest of the silver.

  If it can't be sold...neither the boss nor Liang Yi thought about this possibility. With this excellent taste and extremely convenient method of use, I am afraid that the supply is in short supply!

  Packing a tael of silver that was freshly baked, Liang Yi rushed to the vegetable market, bought a few big beef bones with little meat that no one cared about, filled a small pot of oil, and went back in a fellow villager's ox cart.

  I thought I would see a harmonious scene between the uncle and nephew, but Liang Yiyi pushed open the door, good guy, the kitchen was full of smoke, and Zhou Anxun ran out of the kitchen with his face darkened.

   There was a big hole in the back of the clothes, and when he saw Liang Yi standing in front of the courtyard gate, he trembled in fright and hurriedly covered his **** with his hands.

  The naked **** made Liang Yihao lose her mood. She wanted to know if the kitchen was blown up by the uncle and nephew.

   "Aunt... is back!" Zhou Anan yelled into the kitchen, only to hear a loud bang, Liang Yi couldn't bear it anymore, and went straight to the kitchen.

  I saw the cold and aloof Zhou Zhongming standing by the stove holding a half-broken bowl, his chin was stained with pot ashes, and his clothes were burned with several holes.

  Where is this marching and fighting? Why can't you even cook a meal?

   Perhaps Liang Yi's disgusted expression was too obvious, and Zhou Zhongming knew he was wrong, coughed a few times and backed away, giving up his seat by the stove.

   "Didn't you see the steamed buns I put in the cupboard?" Liang Yi put his hands on his hips to hold back his anger.

  Zhou Zhongming turned his head to look at the cabinet, his complexion was not good.

   "Blind and deaf? I told you before I left."

  Deadly angry, Liang Yiben wanted to come back and boil a pot of beef bone soup with peace of mind, but in the end...he gave her a big gift as soon as he came back.

   "It's just bowls and chopsticks, why should my sister-in-law be so stingy." Zhou Zhongming didn't like the stingy look of this woman.

   Very good, Liang Yi snorted coldly: "Plates cost five cents each, chopsticks cost one pair, and kitchen knives cost ten cents. You broke three bowls, dropped three pairs of chopsticks, and broke a kitchen knife."

  Zhou Zhongming was stunned for a moment, and Liang Yi pushed him out.

   Then he shouted at Zhou Anan, who was hugging his head in the yard and shrinking his presence: "Little rabbit, stand facing the wall for a quarter of an hour, if you dare to move, I will let you know how delicious the fried pork with bamboo strips is!"

Zhou An'an spoke late, and everyone in the village thought he was a child with a brain problem, but after getting along these few days, Liang Yi didn't think he was a brain problem. On the contrary, he had intelligence that ordinary children didn't have. Just different from other kids.

   Need extra "care" to prevent him from going astray.

  Liang Yi spent a lot of effort to restore the kitchen to its original state. The beef bones were stewed and the noodles were ready.

   I thought that the uncle and nephew would not have eaten all day, right? Then he poked his head out and saw Zhou Anan trying to stand still while rubbing his stomach.

   Scooped a large bowl of beef bone soup, added some meaty bones, and Liang Yi served it to Yuanyuan who was recuperating in the house.

  The little man's thin face could be covered with one hand, and his lips were bloodless, but those eyes made people feel very distressed when he smiled.

  But Liang Yi couldn't say it out, after all, she was a person who survived only by being "vicious".

   "There is a little scrap left, it's a pity to throw it away, let's drink it."

   put it beside the bed, Liang Yi went back to the kitchen.

  (end of this chapter)