The petite wife of the era, the rough man's husband spoils

Tan Mianmian checked the time and got off work on time.

On the way back, she passed the supply and marketing cooperative, and she walked in with a sudden step.

Recently, Xiaofang has become fond of cooking, and sometimes brings fried or steamed food to share.

She was suddenly interested too.

So I came to the supply and marketing cooperative, but after looking around, I was stunned that there were not many types of seasoning.

After thinking about it, it was the first time that Tan Mianmian found a black market in the city and went in to buy things.

Thanks to the masks and headscarves, I can somewhat cover my face.

Where there is a demand, there is a supplier. She wandered around the black market but did not find the product she wanted, because she has no shortage of meat, eggs, fine grains, etc., and she has already solved the basic food and clothing problem.

Although the things were not bought once, he met a middle-aged man who said that he could get what Tan Mianmian wanted.

But a deposit is required, and he can even get such scarce materials as butter, not to mention all kinds of tea, milk, soft white sugar, and sesame seeds.

"But a deposit is required."

Tan Mianmian took out 20 yuan directly and let the family raise it slowly.

"Give it so readily, aren't you afraid that I'll take your money and run away?"

Tan Mianmian shrugged: "Since you came in, more than three hawkers have asked you for advice. You are like visiting your own backyard here. It must be a prestigious task. In this place, you can stand up for a day if you just set up a stall. Ordinary people’s income for a year or so, for 20 yuan, if you think it’s worth it, then run away.”

Old Xu nodded.

Great girl.

He judged that Tan Mianmian was a big girl based on her voice, figure, and eyes, but he didn't know that she was taller than her peers and looked smaller, but she was actually married.

The two had reached a consensus on this matter, and Tan Mianmian didn't want to leave empty-handed, so she bought some utensils and went back.

When Ji Yan came back and looked at the extra things in the kitchen, he thought it was Tan Mianmian's medicinal materials.

He didn't know about a series of miscellaneous utensils such as test tubes, alcohol lamps, distillation, and barbed wire heating until he got to know his wife, and because Tan Mianmian didn't cook, he just thought so.

"..." Hearing her husband say what you were studying again, Tan Mianmian was inexplicably displeased.

"I can't be, make food."

"Oh, make medicine." The straight man didn't notice anything wrong, so he said again.

Tan Mianmian hehe. "No, dear husband, this is something for you to eat, food!"

Let's see where else you can ask.

Ji Yan was silent for two seconds, really only two seconds, and then replied to his wife: "Then, you pay attention to safety."

Pay attention to what is safe.

Of course it is food safety.

Tan Mianmian is gearing up, so she must show Ji Yan a little bit more.

So she tried to make milk tea, because milk, tea leaves and sugar were the first materials she could buy.

Fifty minutes later, Tan Mianmian set out five cups of milk tea.

Ji Yan stared at the five cups of milk tea with slightly different colors, from bright to dark: "Actually, I'm not very thirsty, is it a waste to make five cups?"

"The ratio is different, see which one you like."

Ji Yan's heart blossomed with joy, oh, it turned out that it was because he wanted to make him the most suitable for his taste.

Hey, you're welcome.

three hours later.

Tan Mianmian finished acupuncture and looked at the man resting on the bed.

People have their own strengths.

So, it's not true that she doesn't know how to cook.