Jiang Wancheng's actions in the past few days have made these women truly realize from the bottom of their hearts that this Jiang girl is not only an excellent cook, but also a kind-hearted person.

The most important thing is that she can put aside her past grudges, which is very rare.

Wen Erlang and Sister Ya on the side were both stunned.

And secretly gave a thumbs up to Jiang Wancheng.

When the women heard this, they wondered why they were unwilling.

He immediately responded and said he wanted more, and immediately gave all the money for tomorrow, fearing that the payment would be late, Jiang Wancheng seemed not to do anything tomorrow.

Jiang Wancheng put away the coins, but the ugly words were ahead, "Tomorrow, there may not be roasted fish nuggets. I can stir-fry some vegetables, what about vegetable soup?"

"Yes! I want everything, as long as you make it, my dear. Your family has more meat and fat than our family has in a few days."

"That's right, watching my man eat it makes me want to have a taste."

"Girl, why are you so good at cooking? When can you teach it to us?"

Jiang Wancheng: "If there is a chance, there will be no problem."

After a while, the eight people shared the fish nugget oil soup that Jiang Wancheng had specially reserved today.

When they returned to the resting place, the husbands and sons of the eight people were pleasantly surprised when they saw that there were some fish pieces in the soup today.

He immediately started eating the steamed buns, noodles or rice at home.

This oil soup is still hot, soaked in the food you brought, and it is still warm. It tastes really fragrant and comfortable.

When others saw that today was actually richer than yesterday, and when they wanted it again, they realized that there was nothing left, and they immediately regretted it.

"It's all your fault. You want to save those two copper coins, so you come to punish me? I work so hard every day, isn't it even worth spending two coins?"

"Husband, I...I'll just go make an appointment for tomorrow. Don't be upset."

"Mom, I want to eat too. My stomach is so full. Why don't you go cut some meat today and come to my house for a bite tonight?"

"Son, that meat now costs fifteen copper coins per pound. Our family...your second brother is studying, so our family needs to save a lot of money. How about I order you the master's broth tomorrow?" "

After a while, in addition to the eight people today, four more people came to order broth for noon tomorrow.

On the third day, sixteen people all ordered broth...

Jiang Wancheng's daily income is thirty-two copper coins.

It is equivalent to saving a craftsman's money.

Ten days is three hundred and twenty Wen.

In this way, until Jiang Wancheng's last day in the Wen family, every noon, she could make a large pot of broth mixed with soy sauce and lard using vegetables and meat, and sell it to these craftsmen for food.

She also specially divided some vegetables every time, and occasionally brought out some minced meat to share with them.

These women saw it and were very grateful. Word of mouth spread the word, and the reputation of Jiang Wencheng and even the entire Wen family unknowingly improved again in Fangjia Village.

Of course, people who have never been in contact with them are still afraid of them privately.

But I guess the situation where everyone used to hate and be afraid has improved a lot.

In a blink of an eye, the Lantern Festival has passed.

That day, Wen Chaoyan specially made a lantern for Jiang Wancheng and Sister Ya.

Sister Ya is a little rabbit lamp.

Jiang Wancheng took a lotus lantern.

Two girls, one old and one young, were holding hands and running around holding lanterns on the hillside. They were so happy.

Soon, it was the twenty-second day of the first lunar month.

Jiang Wancheng should leave the Wen family today.

The house has also been put up with beams and roof tiles started, and will soon be completely completed. The day before Jiang Wancheng left the Wen family, he told the women that they would no longer sell broth the next day. Everyone was still a little unacceptable for a while.

"Why, Miss Jiang? It's so good, why don't you sell it?"

"Let's see, it will only take four or five days to complete. You have to sell it in the last few days before resting!"

"That's right, girl, I know you're having a hard time during this time, why don't we come to help earlier?"

Selling oil soup these days has brought Jiang Wancheng into more frequent contact and contact with these women. Sometimes they even took her along to chat in the courtyard and gossip about the village. Everyone got along very harmoniously.

Jiang Wancheng could indeed stay a few more days and leave, but she was in a hurry to go down the mountain now, not because of the agreed deadline, but because Wen Erlang was finally going to school.

She leaned forward and said, "Aunts and sisters-in-law, I'm so sorry. Erlang is about to go to school, and we have already rented a house in Zhaojiacun. I need to move there quickly tomorrow."

The women were disappointed.

But for the sake of studying for the children at home, there is naturally nothing to say about this matter.

The school that Wen Chaoyan found for Wen Erhe was far away in Zhaojiacun.

There was an old master there who had been admitted to the Juren Examination. He had to give up the path of continuing the scientific examination due to injuries to his legs and feet. After being frustrated in middle age, he was invited back to Zhaojiacun by Dr. Zhao and opened a school.

There is naturally a school near Fangjiacun.

But the master is just a scholar.

And after Wen Chaoyan's inquiries and personal unannounced visits over the past few days, he also felt that Mr. Liu from Zhaojia Village was much better in both his scholarship and his conduct as a person.

Therefore, I paid the tuition immediately, went to the town to prepare the repairs in person, and came back with the new Four Treasures of the Study.

As agreed, I will go to the school to formally enroll as a teacher in two days.

Jiang Wancheng also made him a new book bag that could be carried cross-body. Wen Erlang took it in his hand and couldn't put it down. He liked it very much.

However, Wen Erlang will have to walk a long way to study in the future.

Coincidentally, Wen Chaoyan had rented the ancestral house of Dr. Zhao's family to Jiang Wancheng a few days ago.

The house happened to have two rooms, so Wen Erlang could temporarily move to Zhaojiacun for a while when he first started to adapt to the school.

When Wen Erlang heard that he wanted to follow Jiang Wancheng, he had no objection.

He just looked at her with a slightly blushing face and asked, "Sister...will you dislike me?"

Jiang Wancheng: "Why should I dislike Erlang?"

Wen Erlang lowered his head in embarrassment: "When sister first came home, I treated you like that..."

Jiang Wancheng smiled, rubbed his face and said, "Erlang, you are so cute! I don't even remember you, but you still remember me. Now you are my brother. If I don't like you, I will do it for you." Book bag?"

Wen Erlang rubbed his face with her, feeling a little confused.

He was a young man, but when he heard a girl call him cute, he should have been very angry and ashamed! !

But Sister A is rubbing his face...

And he also said that he likes his younger brother.

Wen Erlang was unable to extricate himself for a moment.

Sister Ya on the side looked at it with envy and jealousy. She stamped her little feet and shouted: "Sister! Please rub my face. If you rub my face, my face will feel better!!"

Also envious and jealous was Wen Dalang.

He stared at Jiang Wancheng with eager eyes, as if he wished she could give him a few fucks too.

Mr. Feng simply couldn't stand it.

Could this young man's eyes be a little calmer?

He couldn't even curse, it was so painful that his eyes hurt.


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