Chapter 29

Thinking of wandering all the way, Wu's eyes turned red. Who would be willing to sell himself as a slave if he was not desperate? Looking at Zhou Yue who was a little nervous and Zhou Xing who was still ignorant, Wu's tears immediately fell down.

Although Zhou Xing is small, he also knows some meaning roughly. She wiped Wu's tears: "Mom, I will take good care of the girl. Don't cry."

Wu hugged Zhou Xing and didn't give up. Her second daughter was so young that she had to serve others. It was hard for her. Zhou Yue pursed her lips, and the 13-year-old girl had understood the truth.

"Mom, the girl has said that we can redeem ourselves when we save enough money. We'll just save enough money.

"That's why we finally settled down. Let's pack up our things first and talk about the rest later." Wu Shi can also carry it clearly. "Star, I think the girl is kind. You must listen to the girl and serve her well."

"I know, mom, I will take good care of the girl." Zhou Xing said crisply. Mrs. Wang just walked to the door and heard what Wu and Zhou Xing said, with a smile on her face.

"It's getting late. It's time to have lunch. Mrs. Zhou, come with me." Mrs. Wang pushed the door in and looked at her mother and daughter, showing a kind smile.

People are easy to get along with, and she doesn't have to be a villain. Besides, the yuan family is so big. Where do so many rules come from?

Just out of the yard, Wu saw his youngest son Zhou Wen squatting next to Jiang Chan, watching two small milk dogs playing.

"Sister, the dog is so interesting."

Jiang Chan's face softened a little: "this black one is called stepping on the snow. You see, its claws are white. Does it look like stepping on the snow? The other one makes milk yellow bags."

"Why is it called milk yellow bag? Is it also a steamed stuffed bun?" Zhou Wen looked at Jiang Chan with black and white eyes. After determining the safety of the environment, the child quickly became lively.

"Milk yellow bun is a kind of steamed bun made at home. You will know why it is called milk yellow bun when you eat it tomorrow. Your mother and sisters are here. We should go to lunch."

Jiang Chan's eyes were good. She saw Wu's mother and daughter and Wang's mother standing on the corridor. Wu came and patted Zhou Wen's clothes a little rigidly: "I'll call a girl in the future."

Jiang Chan raised her hand: "the child is still young. Just teach later. Now it's time for us to eat. After lunch, aunt Zhou and Yue will learn to make snacks after me. Just don't feel hard at that time."

Zhou Yue nodded: "girl, I will study hard."

Jiang Chan looked at Zhou Yue, who was shorter than her: "I believe you. I'll give you the dessert shop in the future."

Because there are new people in the family today, Li Ma has cooked several dishes, all of which are novel styles contributed by Jiang Chan. Seeing that Wu Shi is a little reserved, Lin Shi smiled and said, "we don't have so many rules in our family. If you don't adapt, you will be with Li Ma in the future."

When Jiang Chan first came, she found that Wang Ma, Li Ma and uncle Zhong ate at the table. Unlike other people, they said that people can't eat with their host's house.

These are the old people of the Jiang family. They have long been close to each other. Now Zhou Shan, Wu and others feel uncomfortable eating with Jiang Chan, Lin and others. Lin simply put forward such a suggestion.

"Well, uncle Zhong, you go to play a small table in the afternoon and come back. In the future, the master, I and little cicada will have dinner together. Mr. Zhou is a newcomer, so you can be a companion with him."

Uncle Zhong naturally nodded and listened to Lin's explanation. Zhou Shan was relieved. Now he was in the mood to taste the dish slowly.

Mama Li cooked braised pork, pork bone soup, etc. there were seven or eight dishes in pieces. Look, Zhou Yue and Zhou Xing only stared at the vegetables in front of them, and Jiang Chan pursed her lips without saying much.

"Madam Zhou, making snacks is a manual job. You should eat more so that you don't have strength in the afternoon." Mama Li saw Jiang Chan's mind and put some chopsticks and meat dishes in Zhou Yue's and Zhou Xing's bowls, which made Wu say enough.

Looking at the two daughters' eyes suddenly brightened, Wu wiped them through the gap between carrying the bowl. Now it seems that the master is really angry, and her heart can finally be put down.

When he had enough to eat and drink, Zhou Shan followed Uncle Zhong on errands. Wu took his two daughters to the kitchen with Mama Li. Mama Li knew a little about the craft of making snacks. She was not very skilled, so she also followed behind to cheat.

As for Zhou Wen, the youngest child, he followed Wu skillfully. Wu was busy, so he stood and watched.

Chicken cake is mainly to make the egg white foam. This summary is played for a long time. When it is finished, Wu shook his hands. Obviously, his arms are very sour.

Mama Li said with a smile, "this kind of thing can be done by shopkeeper Zhou in the future. Men are stronger. Uncle Zhong used to do it."

Wu nodded in response. His arms were really sour. No wonder Li Ma just said it was hard work. Jiang Chan didn't do it himself, but pointed Li Ma at one side. Zhou Yue watched Li Ma's actions without blinking.

Li Ma also stumbled. At least she made a stove of chicken cake. Its skin was golden and smelled more sweet than ordinary snacks.

Jiang Chan took out a chicken cake and took a bite. "It's OK this time. Aunt Zhou, why don't you try it? This is the main chicken cake in the shop. There are no such snacks on the market."

Mama Li handed one to Zhou Wen. Although the child kept watching, he didn't keep clamoring to eat. It takes a little firewood to make this thing, but nothing else.

Zhou Wen took Li Ma's chicken cake and thanked Li Ma: "thank you, Li Ma, mom, you eat."

Mama Li said with a smile, "you eat it yourself. We all eat it ourselves. Madam Zhou, Zhou Yue and Zhou Xing, you can also taste it."

Worried that several people were uncomfortable, Li Ma herself took one and tasted it carefully: "it's still a little worse. It's not as delicious as you, girl."

Wu knew that the chicken cake was a recipe devised by Jiang Chan. Now she taught them so? Especially when I think that my daughter Zhou Yue learned such a skill, I want to say that people also have a lot of room to choose in the future.

"Just practice more. Aunt Zhou and a Yue, your future task is to make snacks. You don't have to do the rest. When you learn to make snacks, the shop will open."

Sharpen the knife without mistaking the firewood cutter. Jiang Chan is ready to start his shop. The preparatory work in front must be in place. It doesn't matter if it's a few days late.