The stepmother control group counterattacked with cubs in the era

Chapter 20

"Sister, the total cash expenses of the family during this period are about 100 yuan. Thirty feet of cloth tickets are used, six purchase coupons are used, fifty catties of food stamps are used, and three catties of sugar tickets are used..."

Every time Shen Mingzhu reported one item, Pei Wenping's face darkened, and after Shen Mingzhu finished speaking, Pei Wenping's face was already full of anger.

"Sisters and sisters, Pei Yang has saved a lot of money these years, but it's not like you! You have only been married for half a month, and you have spent two months of Pei Yang's salary! If things go on like this, the family is considered a Even mountains of gold and silver can't stand your toss!"

After getting angry, Pei Wenping was still puzzled, and let out a sigh of relief and said, "Take out your passbook and ticket book, and I will take care of it for you for the time being, and you will come to me for your monthly expenses in the future."

This is to take her financial power.

Shen Mingzhu was not in a hurry, "Sister, calm down, I'll show you something, after reading it, if you still think I'm a prodigal, what do you say and what I do."

"Okay, you said it yourself."

Hearing that she was willing to hand over the passbook, Pei Wenping's tone softened a bit.

Shen Mingzhu took out the account book.

"Sister, since I married into Pei's family, I have made detailed records of every expense every day, and posted all the receipts on it. Take a look."

Pei Wenping was a little surprised to hear that Shen Mingzhu had done the accounting.

It is not uncommon to keep accounts, because she also keeps accounts herself, but people in cities usually have this habit, and rural people are not so particular about it.

Anyway, she has never heard or seen that rural women can keep accounts.

Thinking of this, Pei Wenping opened the notebook curiously, wanting to see what Shen Mingzhu had recorded.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but Pei Wenping was really shocked when I saw it.

Her younger brother and sister from the countryside with only a junior high school education, the accounts she made were not inferior to her professional accountant.

The daily income is recorded at a glance, and the accounts are clear and beautiful.

After reading the ledger, all the anger in Pei Wenping's heart dissipated.

Of the total expenses, Shen Mingzhu herself only accounted for a very small part, and her nephew Pei Ziheng accounted for one-third of the rest, daily necessities and meals at home accounted for one-third, and the rest was a large oven.

Pei Wenping was about to ask her what she bought the oven for, when she suddenly shrugged her nose, "What's the smell?"

Shen Mingzhu suddenly remembered the chicken cake she was baking, and quickly got up and ran to the balcony.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Pei Wenping also hurriedly followed to the balcony, watching Shen Mingzhu use tongs to remove the unburned charcoal from the oven, she was surprised and worried for a while.

"Why do you burn charcoal on the balcony, be careful not to catch fire and burn down the house."

"Sister, don't worry, I have insulated the bottom of this oven, and I will watch the fire, so it won't burn."

After hearing what she said, Pei Wenping took a closer sniff again, making sure that the smell was coming from the oven, and immediately asked her curiously what she was baking.

"It's the first time I use a charcoal stove to bake chicken cakes, and I don't know if it will work."

Pei Wenping looked at her with even more surprise, "Sister and sister, can you still bake chicken cakes?"

"I learned it by myself."

After the temperature in the oven dropped, Shen Mingzhu put on gloves and opened the oven door. Suddenly, a rich egg and sweet aroma filled the air.

Through the window the size of an A4 paper, you can see a square tin box inside the oven, and inside the tin box are golden and attractive chicken cakes.

It looks delicious.

Pei Wenping stretched her waist to look at the chicken cake in the oven, both pleasantly surprised and excited, "Sister and sister, is this chicken cake cooked?"

Shen Mingzhu observed the color and fluffiness of the chicken cake in the iron box, and said, "It should be almost there."

Shen Mingzhu took out the egg cake and the iron box from the oven with a baking spatula, unmoulded it and poured it into a round enamel plate, and then patted the surface of the egg cake with oil paper on it, the golden and soft egg cake suddenly looked like a baby's tender Shaking like a butt.

"What is this doing?"

"The freshly baked chicken cake needs to be ventilated, so that it will not collapse and deform after being ventilated."

Pei Wenping was amazed, "There are so many things to pay attention to when baking chicken cakes?"

Shen Mingzhu smiled and said nothing, thinking that she should be too particular.

After degassing the chicken cake, Shen Mingzhu cut the square chicken cake into small cubes three fingers wide with a knife.

Before she finished cutting, Pei Wenping couldn't wait to take a piece and taste it first.

The chicken cake was golden on the outside and bright yellow on the inside. It tasted soft and sweet, delicate and melted away. Pei Wenping was so satisfied that her eyes narrowed.

"It's delicious! Brother and sister, why is the chicken cake you baked so delicious? It's also very delicate and not greasy at all. It's even more delicious than those old bakers!"

Her cake-baking skills and techniques have been brought over from 40 years later. After research and changes by countless pastry masters, even the modern people with tricky tastes are full of praise. It is not easy to conquer the people of this old age.

Pei Wenping, who was full of food, had no temper for Shen Mingzhu at all. She took Shen Mingzhu's hand affectionately, and helped Shen Mingzhu make plans with a pleasant face.

"Although your culture is not high, I think you are quite talented in bookkeeping. Do you want to enroll in a study class? I will take you for a while after I finish studying. I will find a way to help you find it after the Chinese New Year. Pei Yang is not at home all year round, and Xiao Heng is going to school again, how lonely you are at home every day, it’s easier to have a working day, and you’re not afraid of being behind the times, what do you think?”

To be honest, Pei Wenping was able to plan so carefully for her because she really regarded her as one of her own.

It's a pity that Shen Mingzhu can only refuse because she has her own plan.

"Sister, I don't want to work yet, I want to get a diploma while I'm young."

"The diploma test is also good, so do you want to go to technical school or night school?"

Don't even think about it, "Sister, I want to take the self-examination."

Pei Wenping was taken aback, and quickly persuaded her: "Sisters and brothers, the self-examination is not that easy. Many high school students and technical secondary school students fail the exam. You only have a junior high school education. How long will it take to take the exam?"

It is true that the original owner only had a junior high school education, but she is not the original owner. She was also a 211 graduate student in her previous life.

"Sister, I want to give it a try. Anyway, I'm still young, so I'm not afraid of failure."

Seeing how ambitious she was, Pei Wenping stopped persuading her, and instead encouraged her with kind words.

Shen Mingzhu packed all the baked chicken cakes and asked Pei Wenping to take them away.

Pei Wenping declined at first, but after Shen Mingzhu said that she would bake it again in the afternoon, she happily accepted it.

But before leaving, Pei Wenping made a special mention of Shen Baolan, "You are a warm-hearted fellow, otherwise I wouldn't have heard so many things."

What Shen Mingzhu didn't understand now was that Shen Baolan ran up to Pei Wenping and chewed the bottom of her tongue.

(End of this chapter)