Exile at the beginning: I rule the world by drawing cards

Chapter 67 The old face is completely lost (two updates in one)

Qin Mengshang was thinking about the new business and left the city without paying attention to the grievances between shopkeepers Liang and Jin.

Sun Dawang bought a lot of things this time, not only vegetables and meat, but also several jars of wine.When the two came out, he was carrying things and putting them on the bullock cart.

The construction of river embankments was under the control of the government. Although there was a subsidy of money to improve the food, it was the first time to buy wine.

Qin Mengshang asked curiously, and he explained with a smile: "Isn't the river embankment almost finished? Mr. Song is considerate of us and asked me to buy a few bottles of wine out of his own pocket to reward everyone."

After Li Zhang's accident, the Xu family fell.The Chief of the Supervision Department sent his cronies to take over the affairs of the river embankment and the Xishan Quarry.

Qin Mengshang had never seen Lord Song, nor had he heard Zhou Lingqi mention it.But looking at the pile of wine and meat, people subconsciously think that he is a good official.

After Sun Dawang finished moving the things here, he helped Lu Ximing move the food into the car.

Just as he was about to drive back to the village, a clear female voice suddenly came from behind: "Hey, wait! I want to go back to the village too -"

The three of them looked back and saw Widow Zhang catching up with her.

She was wearing water-red clothes, the color was delicate and bright, which made her stand out among the gray crowd.

At first, Qin Mengshang didn't recognize who it was. It wasn't until she got closer that she realized that Widow Zhang was quite good-looking today.Water-red clothes are attractive. White skin alone is not enough, stature and bearing are also crucial.Only by combining both can you get that flavor.

Before Widow Zhang was exiled, she was also the wife of a wealthy family, so her appearance and bearing were naturally not to be chosen.In addition, she has not done much farm work in recent years and is willing to spend money on her face. She still looks like a young daughter-in-law in her early twenties in her thirties.

Sun Dawang was a little frightened when he saw her look like this. They were from the same village and it was hard to refuse. He turned his head silently and said nothing.

This was the first time Lu Ximing saw Widow Zhang. He didn't recognize her and looked at Qin Mengshang, who whispered to him: "This is your Aunt Zhang."

Widow Zhang: "." How can she be so senior? !

Qin Mengshang pretended not to notice, moved to the side and made room.

Seeing this, Widow Zhang raised her chin and sat over, deliberately flicking her sleeves in front of her, with a hint of showoff in her tone: "Now that it's getting colder, it's time to make autumn and winter clothes. Listen. It is said that a new batch of goods arrived from Jiangkou a few days ago. They are made of materials from Yangzhou and are warm and light to wear. But the price is a bit expensive. For example, the one I am wearing costs ten taels of silver!"

Qin Mengshang twitched his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to her.

Widow Zhang covered her lips and smiled: "You have been busy in business for more than half a month and still can't make enough money for a piece of clothing, but I spent three days. Not only did I get a piece of clothing, but I also got a reward. Looking at it this way, it's still my business. It’s relatively profitable~”

Qin Mengshang: "..."

First of all, she does not discriminate against any profession. Secondly, not everyone can do this business.

Widow Zhang gathered the broken hair on her temples and continued: "Your husband-in-law is quite good-looking, but you still need a woman to go out to make money. You really don't know how to care for people. But as a man, you just need to know how to care for others at night..."

Qin Mengshang's face turned dark. What does her making money have to do with Zhou Lingqi?
"let me tell you--"

Seeing that she was about to speak again, Qin Mengshang directly changed seats with Lu Ximing.

Widow Zhang's smile froze, not to mention how uncomfortable the words were stuck in her throat.

She spent three days with the man to get this outfit, and she wore it specially to go back to the village just to see the envious eyes of the women in the village.

Who would have thought that Qin Mengshang didn't even say a word? Doesn't this mean he still looks down on her?
She snorted softly and said disdainfully: "I know you all look down on me, but can fame be a living thing? I didn't steal or rob, I relied on my own ability to make money, what's so shameful about it? You are just jealous of me making money. Come on, there are still men in pain!”

"..."

After hearing this last sentence, the three people in the car fell silent.

It's okay to be jealous of how quickly she makes money, but as for the rest... that's not the case.

No one answered, and Widow Zhang didn't care.She was in a good mood today and didn't want to argue with Qin Mengshang.He was humming an unknown ditty along the way, his voice was soft and melodious, and it sounded like a Jiangnan ditty.

It was just past time when we returned to the village.Sun Dawang wanted to go to the river embankment to deliver something, so he parked the car at the entrance of the village.

Widow Zhang was anxious to show off her clothes and left as soon as she parked the car.The watery red color is eye-catching. Needless to say, it can attract many people's attention.No one noticed that Qin Mengshang moved dozens of kilograms of grain to his house.

After the autumn harvest, every household has a surplus of food, and eating a few meals of white rice is nothing.If we follow the past, apart from paying taxes, the villagers will also use part of the grain to sell in the town.It's a pity that the tax has increased this year. After paying the tax, there is not much left, just enough to feed my family.

Qin Mengshang bought a lot of things this time. Fifty kilograms of rice filled the grain jar to the brim.If they weren't doing business, this little rice would be enough for the three of them to eat until winter.

But to do business, you have to be willing to throw money into it, and she doesn't care about the money in front of her.He took out the white noodles, asked Lu Ximing to light the fire, and set up the oil pan to fry the fried dough sticks.

The rice balls I made last time were just filled with some courgette strips and braised large intestine, without the pastry. Although the taste was not bad, it always felt like something was missing.

Fried dough sticks are easy to make, and there are no major drawbacks other than the waste of oil.

When the can of oil fell down, not to mention Qin Mengshang, even Lu Ximing, who couldn't cook, felt heartbroken when he saw it.

Nowadays, the price of oil is the same as that of pork. Ordinary people are reluctant to put oil in. After frying a plate of vegetables, they continue to use the remaining oil without washing the pan.At least one can of oil is needed to fry the fried dough sticks in this pot, and even the wealthy people in the town are not willing to pour out such oil.

"Sister, you put so much oil in, how should the price be calculated?" If the price is still the same as Liangpi, it will be a loss.

Qin Mengshang turned the dough sticks over with long chopsticks and said, "A rice ball costs six cents. It contains white rice and fried dough. If you want to add eggs or other things, you have to pay extra."

She originally wanted to add courgette to it, but courgette is a precious vegetable and only rich people can afford it.If you really want to add more, it will invisibly increase the cost.After thinking about it, white rice is still cheap, costing one penny per pound, it can relieve the greasiness of the pastry and is cost-effective.

Seeing that the fried dough sticks in the pot were almost fried, Qin Mengshang brought a bamboo strip basket over.A basket full of fried dough sticks, golden and oily, smelling delicious.

Jinbao, who was playing in the yard, rushed in when he smelled the fragrance, jumped up and jumped to the stove.Don't tell me, this little guy has grown up a lot, and he almost ate it all like a dog.

"Puppies can't eat fried food. I'll get you some food later."

Qin Mengshang pushed the bamboo strip basket inside, fearing that Jinbao would be knocked over by accident.When the fried dough sticks were almost cool, she took one and gave it to Lu Ximing.I took a small piece off and tasted it, and I thought it was pretty good.However, eating too much of this food was tiring. She ate two pieces and stopped eating.

In addition to puff pastry, Qin Mengshang also prepared braised large intestine and fried eggs.But with these two meat dishes alone, there are too few choices.Not everyone can accept pig intestines, so you have to prepare something else.

After wandering around the house, the idea fell upon the chickens that were looking for worms in the yard.

The chickens at home grow very fast. When I got them two months ago, they were no bigger than the palm of my hand. They grew up in a blink of an eye. The fat one seemed to weigh at least two or three kilograms.If you think about it carefully, the nest of rabbits also grew very fast, but adding rabbit meat to the rice balls as side dishes was a bit extravagant. Qin Mengshang was reluctant to touch the nest of rabbits.

Looking at the chickens running around in the yard, the question arises again, how to catch them?
Lu Ximing came out of the kitchen and saw her staring at the chickens in the yard. He couldn't help but ask, "Sister, what are you looking at?"

"Xiao Ming, can you kill a chicken?"

Lu Ximing's expression was stiff. He was too embarrassed to talk about the time when he was playing and had his butt pecked by a hen when he was a child. Because of this, he was still a little scared to see chickens now, let alone kill them.

Qin Mengshang knew what he was doing, so he went back to the house and took out the fishing net he had used earlier: "You guard the gate, I'll catch him."

Lu Ximing nodded, closed the courtyard door, and watched as she quietly approached the big rooster catching insects next to the vegetable field with a net.I saw the right moment and threw the net out. Unexpectedly, the chicken was quite alert and flew away with a flutter of wings.

When Jinbao saw the chicken fly away, he kicked off his short legs and threw himself into the vegetable field.After this commotion, Yuanbao rushed over and squealed, scaring the other chickens into flying all over the yard.

It's really chicken and dog jumping.

Qin Mengshang didn't care anymore. He threw away the net and rushed towards the chicken closest to him.But she underestimated the chicken's fighting power and was pecked before her hand even touched the chicken's wings.

She didn't catch the chicken, and the back of her hand was even red. It would be hard to vent her anger if she didn't kill a chicken today!
Qin Mengshang became more passionate about catching chickens.When Zhou Lingqi came back, he saw that the door of his house was closed from a distance, and it seemed to be busy inside.

He opened the door and went in. Before he could see what was going on, a chicken flew in front of him, and he heard Qin Mengshang shout: "Don't let it get away!"

Zhou Lingqi quickly caught the flying chicken with quick eyes and hands. Before he could react, a sudden weight hit his waist.Feeling unsteady for a moment, he couldn't help but take a step back, but his hand firmly held Qin Mengshang's shoulder.

Lu Ximing, who was chasing after him, saw this scene, paused, and then closed the door thoughtfully.

The two people locked outside: "."

The surroundings fell into silence, and Qin Mengshang, who was still holding her in his arms, couldn't decide how to raise his head for a moment.Would anyone believe that she accidentally tripped over the threshold and bumped into him?
She always liked to pinch something when she was thinking, so she thought so, so she did so.The man's waist is narrow and he looks thin and frail, but when he touches it, he realizes that he is a real person.

"..."

Zhou Lingqi almost couldn't help but throw away the chicken in his hand when he felt an unfamiliar touch on his waist. His face turned green and black, and he said coldly: "When are you going to let go?"

Qin Mengshang came to his senses with a jolt, and immediately let go of him, as if he had been touched by some wild beast, and took two or three steps back before standing still.

She glanced at him quickly, hid the hand that committed the crime behind her back, and spoke cautiously: "Would you believe me if I said I was careless?"

His Highness the Crown Prince, who had returned from rebirth and swore never to trust a woman again, looked at the woman in a green skirt and thin shirt in front of him and said, "Believe."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Lingqi regretted it.

Qin Mengshang was a little surprised to see him so cheerful.

Although she didn't want to admit that she had just attacked Zhou Lingqi, people believed her, so what else could she do to be pretentious?
He suppressed the charm that arose in his heart, rubbed his neck and said, "Since you are back, go and kill the chicken."

Throwing these words, she left without looking back.

Zhou Lingqi felt that the area on his waist was still a little numb. He stood there and stared at her back for a while before carrying the chicken through the door.

Qin Meng Shang was so embarrassed to catch this chicken that he was too embarrassed to talk to Zhou Lingqi after entering the house. He just packed up his things and started cooking.

Zhou Lingqi has a reserved and deep temperament, and even with that expression all year round, there is nothing unusual about him.He went straight into the house and took a knife and a bowl. As Qin Mengshang said last time, he pulled the feathers on the chicken's neck and then cut the chicken to bleed it.

Hot water was boiling on the stove, and the ironing was done easily.

Zhou Lingqi took the initiative to take over the task of handling the big rooster. Qin Mengshang went to the field to pick a few courgettes and planned to add them to the rice balls later.Of course, if your family eats it, you can’t seize it.

It stands to reason that there must be salad dressing and ketchup in the rice balls, but conditions are limited now.Not to mention ketchup, even tomatoes are not sold.However, this is limited to Sui'an Town.She had seen the map drawn by Zhou Lingqi. Dajin had a vast territory and Sui'an Town was just an insignificant grain of sand.What is the world outside like? If you don't go out and see, you will never be able to imagine what is outside Qingshan.

The side dishes were prepared here. Qin Mengshang scooped a spoonful of rice and spread it on the oil paper, adding a little bit of each dish to it.Stack it three to five times and cut it in the middle with a knife. It looks pretty good.

Zhou Lingqi packed up the big rooster, went into the house and took something, and then went out again.

Qin Mengshang wanted to ask what happened, but seeing that he looked deserted, he didn't ask any more questions. He just thought that the river embankment was in a hurry to finish the work, and stuffed him with a rice ball.

Zhou Lingqi was not polite, took it, put it in his arms and walked out of the yard.

I'm going to the town to reopen tomorrow, and there are a lot of things to prepare.

After lunch, Qin Mengshang took out the big rooster, cut the chicken into long strips, wrapped it in flour and threw it into the pot for frying.The oil stings and the fragrance suddenly spreads.A woman passing by smelled the aroma and couldn't help but poke her head over and asked, "What are you cooking that's delicious?"

Qin Mengshang was afraid that others would be frightened if she told her story about deep-fried fried dough sticks and chicken tenders, so he just mumbled a few words and dealt with it.

After a busy afternoon, I finally got all the ingredients ready.

Zhou Lingqi left in a hurry at noon and came back late in the evening.It wasn't until the sky darkened completely that anyone came back.

Because of the embarrassing incident during the day, Qin Mengshang hesitated several times, but finally did not ask him.He is an adult and can handle some things by himself. It is not her turn to worry. The more important thing now is to do business.

Thinking like this, Qin Mengshang had no time to think about other trivial matters. He prepared the things he would use tomorrow and washed up early to rest.

(End of this chapter)