Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 253 Do you think you are flirtatious?

The police squad in this room hurried over, and An Xingzhou brought the civil servants to the door to ask Jing Chao to visit Wuting Town for an autopsy.

Jing Chao thought their official sedan chair was too slow, so he excitedly set off in the carriage in the backyard.

The news that Zhang Changrong's father-in-law's family was almost wiped out exploded in the county within half an hour, and there were different opinions for a while.

This chat also needs to find a good place.You can’t squat under the crooked tree at the entrance of the village with your arms sleeved like farmers in the countryside, or hold a bowl of rice, spittle and gossip, while sticking your chopsticks to taste the food in other people’s bowls.

The news that the old lady of Twelve Foods was carrying the county magistrate to Wuting Town for an autopsy spread like wildfire. For the sealed small courtyard of Zhang's family, a food shop is much easier to get into than there.

To inquire about news, you only need to order two small dishes or a basket of steamed buns, and then you can chat with the shopkeeper with a happy face.

The inside was extremely lively, Shu Yingtong stood calmly at the door of the shop.

The moonlight is like water, regardless of whether it is open or not, red lanterns are hung above the lintels of nearby shops.The night wind was gentle, and it was accompanied by the faint fragrance of smiling flowers on the face.

But Shu Yingtong didn't have time to enjoy the night view. After stuffing a few sticks of firewood into the stove, he wiped his hands on the apron, lifted the lid of the pot and sprinkled water on the sizzling pan.

The scent of green onion and meat evaporated, instantly covering the erratic scent of smiling flowers in the air.

There was neither sadness nor joy on his face, but he complained about Zhu Yu several times in his heart.

This self-familiar idiot really has talent in the service industry, flying to this table and then to that table like a butterfly.

He ramblingly combined the fragments of words heard from other diners into a colorful story, and by the way, described the situation of the old man's autopsy as if he had been to the scene.

Many diners rushed to the door and vomited, then sat back with curiosity and sat back to listen to the surprises.

Shu Yingtong glanced back at the store, Zhu Yu was exaggerating the length of the gestures between the thumb and index finger to the maximum, showing a circle around the fingers with a small face.

"Such a long iron nail is burning red and red." He picked up a chopstick on the table and quickly placed it on the head of the strong man next to him, "Smash it into the brain with a hammer, boom! Brains If they are all cooked, they will die immediately.”

"Ho~" the diners touched their heads one after another.

"Ah, that's not right, shopkeeper, the iron nails are burning red. If you hold them like this, it's probably not an iron hand, isn't it hot?" The man with a goatee on the diagonally opposite table raised his chopsticks and shook them.

Zhu Yu turned her head and rolled her eyes at him, "I saw you never entered the stove, did you burn it? You, who told you to grab it, wouldn't you hold it with tongs!"

"Oh. Hey shopkeeper, then why did he kill his wife? Zhang Changrong has no skills. Previously, he relied on others to put the fields under his name to collect grain and exchange it for money for him to study." The goatee took a drink and sipped. Moisturize your throat with a mouthful, and continue talking.

"There was a drought last year, and the crops in the fields were not harvested. He still relied on his wife to sell her dowry. Now it's only March, and he killed his wife. Who will make embroidery for money to continue to support him? Early rice is still a few months away. He is Are you too full?"

"Okay, good question! You got to the point right away!" Zhu Yu gave a thumbs up and pouted, "Your plate is empty, don't you want to add two plates of appetizers?"

"Okay, give me two dishes! I've been thinking about this for a whole day and I still haven't figured it out. Didn't I hear that you are near here, and the news is the best?"

Called over there, Jixiang added two more dishes to the appetizers he had just ordered with a wink.

All the diners looked at Zhu Yu together, "Shopkeeper, tell me, why?"

Zhu Yu shrugged, "I don't know, Mrs. Zhang didn't give me a dream, so I'll know when the person who killed her is caught? How long have I only been in the county, and how long have you lived? I still want to ask you."

There were constant shouts in the shop, and she was filled with joy with disappointed eyes, and finally realized that Father Jing had given her the happiness she hoped for.

Shu Yingtong shook his head and laughed, this idiot.
I shoveled the pan-fried buns to let the part sticking to the iron pan be heated evenly. When I put the lid on, I accidentally scraped down the small seasoning jar by the stove.

She kicked it quickly, and the small pot was thrown up again, and she reached out to grab it, and the small pot was firmly placed back on the stove.

"Good work!" Shen Xiao praised and stepped forward with hands behind his back.

After dinner, he listened to people gossiping about the most interesting murder case in the city. After listening for a long time, he didn't find anything useful, but it aroused his curiosity.

I accompanied my father to live in this small broken county for a period of time, and every day was extremely boring.I wanted to go to the small courtyard of Zhang's house to find out the news, but I heard people chatting on the way, saying that Twelve Foods is closely related to the county government, and the news is the most well-informed.

Before he got close, he saw from a distance the deserted woman who was supposed to be sitting at the counter working on the stove outside, she showed her hand calmly, and suddenly had a hint of the female village chief who was praising her father again and again. interest in inquiry.

Most of the female masters are in the back house, some are vigorous and resolute, some are exquisite, and some are sweet-hearted, sword-like, Buddha-mouthed and snake-hearted, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps.

It's just that it's unheard of for a woman to be the head of a village.The village chief, in his impression, is mostly a follower of power.

After all, instead of taking the imperial salary, he has to work for the imperial court.He has the most dealings with the county government officials, and has some real power in the village, but he can't get on the stage.

"What do you want to eat?" Shu Yingtong raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in a routine manner.

The third young master of Ming Yaxuan's owner has heard of it.He doesn't like to do business, but prefers to wield knives and guns. He is determined to become the champion of martial arts or become a general in the battlefield.

She didn't have much interest in this kind of passionate young man who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth and had no hardships.

"I think the girl is not showy, but I didn't expect her to be a practicing family."

Shen Xiao's eyes were smiling, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were full of interest.With one hand behind his back and the other on the side of the stove, he bent slightly, with a heroic posture and a free and easy posture.

"Which sect and sect did Ms. Shu learn from? I wonder if Shen is lucky enough to ask for a lesson or two?"

"No time." Seeing that he didn't answer what he wanted to eat, Shu Yingtong didn't even look at him.

What she asked Zhu Yu to open was a food shop, not a martial arts gym.Whoever has time to deal with kicking the pavilion, it doesn't matter if you lose or win, it doesn't do any good.

The smile on Shen Xiao's face froze a little, he never cared about his clothes and attire, he looked down at the gold silk brocade wide-sleeved gown that the maid picked out for him when he went out today, and reached out to touch the golden crown on his head.

Although he thinks this attire is not as crisp and neat as the cavalry outfit with arrow sleeves, but in Fanling City, he is riding a horse leaning on the inclined bridge anyway, how about the third son Shen who is full of red sleeves?

It's one thing to never have any feelings for those romances, but it's another thing to be slapped mercilessly by a girl in the prime of life.

"Then, when will Ms. Shu be free? Shen just wants to see how graceful the sword is with these busy hands on the stove."

He leaned forward a little, and raised what he thought was the most energetic smile.

"Do you think you're flirtatious?" Shu Yingtong stood up straight and looked at him calmly, the second half of the sentence that came out of her mouth made Shen Xiao almost vomit blood.

"The stupid son of the landlord's family."

(End of this chapter)