Chapter six hundred and seventieth swill
In ‘Gu Ji’, a group of diners whispered gossip.
Qiu Li and the others couldn't help but sit over and listen with tea and snacks.
If we talk about Wu Li and Mei Niangzi, they have some reputation in Guzhuang. Wu Li is a good person, but unexpectedly, they marry a pretty wife.
Madam Mei was fleeing from another place to Gu Zhuangluo. She was handsome, silent and gentle, and could embroider. Her skills were no worse than those of the embroiderer in the county embroidery room. The village decided to accept her.
If you want to talk about this Madam Mei, she has no choice but to behave in character, she is very capable, and is diligent. She wants to marry her as a wife for many good young people.
Later, Madam Mei married Wu Li, and no one expected it.
However, Wu Li is a bad person and is arrogant and domineering. Anyone who looks at Madam Mei at a glance or speaks to Madam Mei will get angry, and maybe even beat people up in anger.
In Guzhuang, Wu Li's popularity is very different.
Gradually, there were not many villagers who were willing to deal with their family.
"You also know that nowadays, there is not much ice here, and even the Wu family can't afford it. Yesterday, the villagers helped Madam Mei bring the person to our grave and bury him."
"As a result, that night, Tiezhu, Zhang Xiaozi, Old Man Lu, Miss Sun, Miss Huang, Miss Zhao and others helped Miss Mei to guard the spirit. In the middle of the night, they heard a rustling sound in the grave. Zhang Xiaozi was shocked and said that he heard Wu Li shouting in the grave, saying that if Miss Mei dared to remarry, he would have to kill Miss Mei."
"That movement is so scary!"
"Wu Li's grandson is not authentic. Tiezhu and the others are just looking at Madam Mei, who is alone in taking care of things inside and outside. It is really embarrassing and pitiful. He has only helped him a little, so he is jealous. Even if he is at the bottom, he will not be at peace and will cause trouble."
Gu Ji said to all the diners, and the more they said, the less at ease they felt.
As the saying goes, the son does not speak of strange powers and chaos.
In this countryside, in this era, it is difficult for people not to believe these things. Now, everyone feels frustrated.
Magistrate Wang and County Magistrate Zhou were also startled. The first reaction was that he quickly urged Gu Xiang to pack his bags: "Let's go, let's go, stay with us at the inn outside the village for one night, and go back to the county town tomorrow. When I look back, I will find a few people to see what's going on."
Gu Xiang: "..."
She quickly went to the kitchen to pick up two large hams, and under the gaze of Magistrate Wang, she took him a jar of pickled vegetables, a jar of salted duck eggs, and a pile of bits of snacks, packed them so that the two of them could take them back and share them with one cent. Finally, she gave the two of them away.
Wang Ermu stared at Magistrate Wang took away the whole jar of salted duck eggs in the kitchen. He was not polite at all, his face was bulging and his eyes were slightly red.
Qiu Li smiled so hard that she whispered: "My lady will save money next time. Our Ermu went to the farm every day to stare at picking up duck eggs. She has worked hard to collect these. He himself couldn't bear to eat them well. He could eat one duck egg for a long time."
Gu Xiang smiled: "Next time I made it and steamed him a basket so that he could eat it happily. If he eats it for a few more months, he will be no longer greedy. Now he will get tired of fat meat?"
Ermu is strong and naturally has a lot of appetite, especially likes to eat meat. However, after Gu Xiang has been feeding for so long, he is reluctant to eat fatty meat in the kitchen. Pork belly is OK, but he also picks up the thin part of it to eat.
Of course, Gu Xiang said that Ermu would eat a basket of salted duck eggs in one go, and it would be a joke.
After all, salted duck eggs are pickled products. No matter how fine Gu Xiang makes or how delicious Gu Xiang is, he cannot eat it in one breath.
Gu Xiang still picked out some salty duck eggs, steamed them slowly, cut them into fresh green onions, turned out some peanut oil, took out the refined lard, and steamed a large pot of scallion oil large rolls.
Huajuans are as big as their heads.
Soon, the rich fragrance dispersed in the wind. Many diners who had just arrived to buy some supper before returning home could not move their legs when they smelled the smell.
Even Qiuli and Cherry both swallowed.
As soon as the flower rolls were out of the pot, the two of them quickly carried one of them, put them in the pottery bowl, and added another plate of pickled vegetables to their mouths, making them so fragrant that they were filled with oil.
As soon as they ate it, the rich fragrance became more domineering.
Zhao Susu and Xiao Lingyun had just come out of the study and sorted out books and studied for the whole afternoon. Both of them were in a bad spirit and hungry. But the big flower was curled up, and the two of them ate just as much as Qiu Li and Cherry.
"It's better to be young after all."
Zhao Susu sighed, and became a little jealous.
Now she has a lot of books to read, a lot of them, and she still has a lot of things to do. I really hope she can be younger. How great is that the time she has spent in vain can come back?
"Little lady."
Gu Xiang steamed the flower rolls and just killed a big black fish and put them in the pot. Before the mixed grain cakes were pasted, a small chef came hurriedly and whispered, "Miss Mei is here and said she wants to buy... our family feeds the remaining slurry of pigs."
Gu Xiang: "If you sell it, just want to feed the pigs?"
Since their farm started raising pigs, chickens, ducks, and geese, the hard-working villagers in the village have never liked to raise these things at home.
Nowadays, all young and old in the village like to go to the farm to do odd jobs.
The farm is so busy that there are not enough workers. It is not enough for all the young and old in the village to fill in.
If you pay wages, you can get points. Employees can buy meat and vegetables at the internal price, but it is very cheap.
The kitchen noodles turned white and lowered their voices, "I said I wanted to supply them...who."
Gu Xiang was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, and called Lao Du to come to see the fire and went out to see Madam Mei.
Madam Mei was wearing plain clothes, but her shoes were embroidered, her face was very delicate, her eyebrows were trimmed, her face was covered with powder, and her lips were pink in color, which was quite beautiful.
She also smiled and looked energetic. When she saw Gu Xiang chuckling, her facial features stretched out and said with a smile: "My little lady is steaming the pancakes, it smells so good. I'll put some for me later and eat them when I'm just shy."
Gu Xiang smiled and quickly responded.
Madam Mei asked for a lot of water, so Gu Xiang simply called Lao Gou and Ermu, and he also changed his light clothes and helped him deliver them together.
Although Wu Li was not well-received in the village, his grandmother was an old man in the village. She was kind-hearted and had a good relationship with many people in the village. Even if she went there, she was still affected by future generations. Wu Li was naturally buried in Guzhuang's ancestral tomb.
Eunuch Liu had something happened a while ago. On weekdays, the patrol team patrolled around the ancestral tomb, and the lights were always bright, so it didn't seem very remote.
Madam Mei walked along the way, talking and laughing, with a relaxed look. But as she walked, she took out a wooden shovel from her sleeve, dug dirt from the mud pit on the edge of the road and threw it into the bucket.
Chapter completed!