Chapter 8

"This is a prescription. Go to the county medicine shop to catch it. I don't have the medicine on it."

Qian Yun did not know when he had written the prescription and put it in Liu Jin's hands.

Liu Jin took a look at the prescription. It was filled with precious herbs. How much money would it cost her!

It seems that it is really a loss making business to let him heal at home, but she will try to make money from him.

Qian Yun didn't know she could read. He explained, "these herbs are not cheap. If you have silver, buy him some clothes so that he can recuperate his internal injury."

In fact, the reason why Liu Jin can read is that she knew Xun Ziyu in her previous life and specially asked the master to teach her.

Xunziyu likes writing poetry very much. However, every time he writes poetry, he will read it to her excitedly, but she can't understand it at all. She remembers that she once saw a look of contempt from xunziyu's face, so she worked hard to learn to read.

It's silly to think of her at that time.

For him, but I am willing to do anything!

Now when I think about it, I feel that demons like him are not worth her paying like that.

However, it's better to know words than not. You know, she will make money and open restaurants in the future. If she can't read, I'm afraid she won't even read the accounts.

Liu Jin pulled her thoughts back from her distant memory. Seeing Qian Yun packing up the medicine box and preparing to leave, she said awkwardly, "doctor Qian, can I give you the diagnosis money in a few days? Now... I don't have any money."

"Don't get in the way. Live a few days. Hey! It's not easy for you and your mother." Qian Yun sighed and left with the medicine box on his back.

Liu Jin hurried him out.

Back in the house, Liu Jin heard a slight and even breathing sound from Mu Yu, so she quietly went to the kitchen to clean the bamboo shoots.

The bamboo shoots are covered with mud. After cleaning, she wants to sell some silver.

Now her family is not only poor, but also owes two foreign debts. She has to earn some money quickly. However, the best way to earn money at present is to sell these bamboo shoots.

Luo Shi saw and looked curious: "jin'er, what are you doing digging these bamboo shoots back?"

"Eat!" Liu Jin answered with a smile.

Luo squatted beside Liu Jin, picked up a bamboo shoot, looked at it and said, "can you eat this?"

"Yes, the bamboo shoots are not only edible, but also delicious." Liu Jin explained.

Roche still doesn't believe it. After all, this bamboo shoot has never been said to be edible.

When Liu Jin saw that Roche didn't believe it, she said, "Mom, you wash it for me. I'll make this for you for lunch later. You'll know if you can eat it."

Roche answered and smiled to help clean the bamboo shoots.

Soon it was lunchtime. Liu Jin took two washed bamboo shoots and walked to the stove.

There are two pots on her stove. One pot is specially used for cooking, and the other is used for cooking.

Liu Jin knew that there was not much coarse rice at home, and she was not willing to cook more. She only scooped a ladle, which was the appetite of her and her mother.

As for mu Yu, she will cook him some millet porridge later.

She washed out the coarse rice, poured it into a large pot close to the inside, added water, covered the lid, and then went to the stove to make a fire.

But before her hand touched the hay that ignited the fire, Roche came over and said, "jin'er, I'll come. Just be busy on it."

Liu Jin nodded and asked Roche to light both pots.

She scooped two ladles of water and put them into the pot outside. Then she put the two washed bamboo shoots in and cooked them for a while to remove the astringency.

After the bamboo shoots were cooked, she picked them up and waited until they were cool, so she picked up a kitchen knife and cut them quickly.

Luo Shi heard her voice of cutting vegetables and couldn't help but stand up and take a look: "jin'er, when did you become so good?"

Liu Jin said vaguely with a smile, "Mom, I don't know. Maybe this bamboo shoot is easier to cut, so I cut it so fast."

Roche felt that what Liu Jin said was reasonable. He no longer asked questions, but continued to burn the fire.

After the bamboo shoots were cut, Liu Jin turned over the vegetable basket and found several green peppers and a radish, so she washed and cut them together.

The bamboo shoots are very tender. If it is stewed with meat or chicken soup, it will taste more delicious. However, her family is poor, not to mention meat and chicken. She doesn't even have a piece of pig skin and a chicken feather. Therefore, she can only fry bamboo shoots with green pepper.

"Mother, ignite the firewood in the big pot outside." Liu Jin put down her kitchen knife and ordered.

Roche smelled the speech and quickly lit the fire in the big pot outside.

After the pot was hot, Liu Jin picked up the poor lard, bit her teeth, dug a shovel in it with a shovel and put it into the pot.

When lard is hot, it makes a stabbing sound in an instant.

Roche listened and felt a little distressed, but she didn't speak. She felt that she had treated Liu Jin badly in recent years and couldn't let her eat a better meal.

When the lard melted, Liu Jin put the bamboo shoots into the pot and stir fry them.

After copying the bamboo shoots for a while, they became soft. Liu Jin put the green pepper in and fried them together.

When the heat was almost over, she put some salt in the pot.

"Mother, set a small fire." Liu Jin said.

Roche picked up the iron pliers and minimized the fire in the stove hole.

After simmering for a while, Liu Jin opened the lid of the pot.

A smell floated out of the pot in an instant, and the whole kitchen smelled everywhere.

Smelling the fragrance, Liu Jin couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

The color of the bamboo shoots in the pot is still good, but she knows that the taste is far from what she wants, but she can't blame it.

It's hard for a skillful woman to cook without rice. She doesn't have any seasoning at home. How can she make excellent dishes with perfect flavor?

"Mom, have a try." Liu Jin picked up the sheath, took a piece of bamboo shoot and put it down to Luo's mouth.

Roche looked at the bamboo shoot and had a big appetite. He couldn't help swallowing.

Seeing this, Liu Jin smiled more happily and said, "Mom, you eat!"

Roche didn't care so much now. He opened his mouth and ate the bamboo shoot into his stomach.

"How does it taste?" Liu Jin is looking forward to it.

Luo's face was happy: "jin'er, don't mention that the bamboo shoots taste good. They taste crisp and smooth."

After hearing Luo's words, Liu Jin said, "Mom, now you believe that the bamboo shoots can be eaten."

"Believe, believe, I always believe what my family jin'er said." Luo Shi said, stretching out his hand and pinching Liu Jin's small face.

Liu Jin tooted her mouth and muttered in her heart: you didn't believe what I said just now!

She was not serious with Roche because she knew how much Roche loved her.

She went to the stove and began to mix shredded radish.

The shredded radish mixed quickly and was ready in a short time.

She brought two courses to the dining table in the main room and sat waiting for the meal to be cooked.