Chapter 246

Mu Yunsheng and Zhao Jin sit down side by side. Mu Yunsheng looks at the bowl of chicken soup in front of him, and the steaming chicken soup makes people salivate faster.

She tasted it with a spoon, and it was delicious. She couldn't help but tasted a few more. Now she was immersed in the delicious chicken soup.

"This old hen soup, but with fresh mushrooms?"

Mu Yunsheng put down the bowl with chicken soup in his hand, looked up and asked the tenant peasant woman standing at the table.

The farmer's wife looks about 40 years old. The white hair on her temples is obviously mixed with the black hair. Her body is strong, and her skin is also dark, which is characteristic of farmers. Her face is broad and square. It looks like she is very honest.

"The owner said that the old mother chicken soup was indeed added with fresh mushrooms, which I picked in the early spring and kept well after being dried in the sun."

Mu Yunsheng scooped a bowl of soup by herself. This time, she drank the soup, but she tasted more.

"Have you learned the skill of making soup with others before?"

The old hen soup is simple, but it is the best test of the soup maker's control over the heat and the blending of various seasonings. Now, every mouthful of the old hen soup she tastes is extremely delicious, which is better than those professional chefs.

This kind of craft is absolutely impossible for an ordinary peasant woman.

When the tenant farmer's wife heard this question, she looked embarrassed and nodded her head awkwardly, admitting, "master Ming Jian, I did learn the skill of cooking soup with the chef in the restaurant before, but later I married someone and didn't continue to be a cook. Instead, I came back to do housework with my husband..."

The reason why she was embarrassed was that when her husband's family knew that she wanted to be a cook, the people in her husband's family desperately objected, and she had no choice but to come back as a filial daughter-in-law who managed the housework.

However, more than ten years later, her skill of making soup has become more and more refined because she often needs to make soup for her elders.

"It's more than enough for you to be a soup maker in major restaurants. A month's money is enough for your family. Why do you prefer to stay at home rather than earn that money?"

Mu Yunsheng looked at the peasant woman strangely.

The clothes she was wearing were coarse linen. She was a little white after washing. She didn't have any jewelry on her head. She just used two wooden hairpins to decorate her bun.

Although the dress is clean, it's simple and shabby, and people can't bear to look directly at it.

The embarrassed look on the farmer's face became more and more obvious. She secretly peered at her man from the corner of her eyes and forced out an embarrassed smile, "because the big and small things in this family are very busy. As soon as I go away, the housework in the family will not be taken care of."

That's what I said, but it was always reluctantly.

Mu Yunsheng probably also guessed that this person might have some difficulties. She didn't ask again, but nodded to show her understanding.

This soup is really delicious. Even Zhao Jin, who has always had amazing self-control, can't help drinking the second bowl.

It's rare for mu Yunsheng to see that Zhao Jin has such obvious hobbies. Watching him enjoy the soup, she has a little pleasant smile on her eyes.

"I remember you didn't like soup very much before. Why did you take the initiative to drink the second bowl now?"

Zhao Jin really doesn't like to drink those soup, unless it's the soup cooked by Mu Yunsheng himself.

"Didn't you drink the second bowl, too? Why do I drink the second bowl? I'm sure you'll understand, you smart guy. "

Zhao jinchong touched her nose and began to scoop a bowl of soup for her.

"It seems that our tastes are hardly the same this time."

Mu Yunsheng took the spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup to his mouth, posing to feed him.

Zhao Jin took a deep look at her. Mu Yunsheng's cheek was very hot. After he drank the spoon soup, he took back his hand in a hurry. He didn't dare to feed the second spoon.

Zhao Mian didn't notice their intimacy. He quickly covered his eyes and complained bitterly in a low voice: "you two have only been alone for a short time. How can this meeting become so intimate Can you take care of me? If I see something I shouldn't see, don't blame me... "

She said in a joking tone, which relieved the embarrassment of the peasant woman who was waiting on her side.

Mu Yunsheng was also very polite. He didn't mention those sensitive things any more. He just asked about the crops in this field.

"This land is very fertile. You grow rice in this paddy field. What about this land? What do you all grow? "

"The fields near the river have been turned into vegetable gardens. Now all the vegetables are planted in the vegetable gardens. How can my family be responsible for the planting and maintenance? As for the others, we just plant some soybeans, mulberry trees, taro and so on."Mu Yunsheng listened to the answer and looked at the farmer's dark face. His heart was full of mixed feelings.

People who specialize in digging food in the fields often have to work in the hot sun and sweat. They have to continue to be busy with farm work and dare not slack off. Otherwise, if they miss the busy season, it will be related to the livelihood of the farmers for a whole year.

She didn't know how to persuade. Most of the peasants in this class in this era thought that it was a serious business to work in the field and support themselves. As for those who went out to work as clerks, what they earned was cheap money.

As for being a cook, not to mention that, in their eyes, it's just a job. They may be fired at any time by their owners. It's no better than owning their own land, farming their own land and supporting themselves.

Mu Yunsheng thought about how to lead the people in Zhuangzi to become rich. After careful consideration, many ideas could not be realized because they were immature or out of date. Mu Yunsheng finally thought about it and could only put forward the most practical suggestions.

"Do you want to think about going out to be a cook who specializes in making soup? I know that some restaurants recruit cooks who can make soup, and they give a lot of money If you want to do it, I can introduce you to a reliable restaurant. "

When the peasant woman heard this, her eyes burst out with astonishing light. She stepped forward and grabbed Mu Yunsheng's hand excitedly. Her voice trembled slightly and asked, "is that true? Is it absolutely reliable? Will you never fire me for no reason? "