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Ruan He was not taboo against the smell of blood, but normal people would still feel it irritating their noses when they smelled such a strong smell of blood. She raised her eyebrows in surprise, and her eyes fell on the blood stain on the edge of Mu Yunxiao's clothes. She felt helpless. He smiled and asked, "Why did you end up like this?"

On weekdays, Mu Yunxiao was also responsible for handling the game brought from the mountains and forests, but never once did he get a large blood stain like today. It seemed like he had done it deliberately.

"Today's knife was too blunt, I couldn't control the strength..." Mu Yunxiao also subconsciously looked down at the blood stain on his clothes, and explained helplessly. His fingertips lightly scratched the blood stain and saw Ruan While He looked disgusted, a faint smile also appeared on his eyebrows.

He usually used sharp daggers, but this time he rarely used the kitchen knife at home to handle the chicken. Unexpectedly, the blade was very dull. He exerted a little force, and the blood from the chicken's neck splashed out. Because he was covered in fishy stench, he didn't have time to dodge.

There was a grunting sound coming from the pot, and Ruan He didn't pay too much attention to the fact that Mu Yunxiao was splashed with chicken blood. He waved his hand casually and said, "Okay, okay, you go and wash up first and change your clothes." Clean clothes, go entertain the old man, I don’t need your help in the kitchen.”

Ruan He scolded Fang Qiu and commanded everyone around, and he really seemed to be the head of the family. Mu Yunxiao felt soft, nodded silently, turned around and walked out in a very obedient manner.

The whole family worked hard for about two hours from early in the morning, and finally prepared the dishes for this family banquet one by one and put them on the table.

The steamed fish with a rich sauce flavor was made from the fattest fish in the pond. It was served on a large plate and placed in the middle of the dining table so that the whole family could enjoy it together. On the side, there are not only fresh lettuce and stir-fried pork, sauce-flavored chicken slices and other dishes made with chicken, duck, pork and fish.

After staying in the exile village for a long time, not only Ruan He was good at cooking, but also Aunt Zong and Zhang's mother and daughter who were not very good at cooking were also able to cook well. With the efforts of their whole family, they became more and more talented. The ingredients they cook are all home-grown and very fresh. Naturally, every dish they make is full of color, fragrance and especially delicious.

Mu Zhengchao smelled the fragrance wafting in from the yard, and his heart suddenly jumped up. He hurriedly urged the old man to go directly to the kitchen.

As the oldest elder present and a guest, the old man was naturally the first person to sit down at the dining table. His eyes lingered on the various dishes on the table for a moment, and he couldn't help but exclaim, " Ouch, old man, I am so blessed to have such a good meal today! Look at how fresh and fragrant the fish is, and how refreshing the dish is. I feel happy just looking at it..."

The old man was an honest man, and he was not stingy with his praise at all. When he opened his mouth, he praised him exaggeratedly, which made everyone in the Mu family at the table smile happily.

After all, this was a dish that their family had been busy working on all morning, and it received continuous praise from the old man. Of course, he was very happy to hear it.

Mrs. Mutai covered her mouth and smiled, picked up the washed bamboo chopsticks on the side, smiled kindly, and asked everyone to eat while they were hot. While greeting the old man, she said: "Don't make a joke, we These are just home-cooked dishes, not as good as the banquet prepared by the chef of the City Lord's Mansion. The old man can just eat them fresh and hot, and enjoy them." "I'm not joking, old man, I never tell lies. The food of the City Lord's Mansion It's indeed rich, but it's basically the same dishes every day, and I eat them here and there. Without the fireworks, and not as lively and harmonious as your family, I always feel like something is missing when I eat."

After hearing what the old man said, Mu Yunchao happily picked up the chopsticks with one hand and said jokingly: "Old man, you should eat more, and you must taste every dish here, otherwise I am ashamed of your words."

The whole family had a pleasant meal together. The old man tasted every dish with great appreciation and gave pertinent comments. Most of the words that came out of his mouth were words of praise, which made him very happy. The whole family laughed happily and passed by.

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The shop in the county town is located in a busy area, with many customers coming and going. There are also many shops nearby. Many merchants saw that the business of the new Mu family shop was booming, and they couldn't help but become jealous. I just thought that after someone secretly revealed the backer behind the Mujia store, many red-eyed merchants immediately became more honest. When meeting the people from the Mujia store, they had to be polite and friendly, for fear of offending them. Lord City Lord, as a result, I can no longer stay in Yue City.

An unsuspecting merchant opened a small store in the corner of the street. The location was a little remote, and the quality of the goods was mediocre. It didn't attract many customers. The store was usually deserted, and I was suspicious of this unknown grocery store. Jealousy comes.

What a coincidence, the things bought in the Mujia grocery store are almost the same as the things he buys in this store. They are mostly chicken and duck eggs or some mountain products. However, in comparison, this store The goods are all bought from outsiders and stored for a little longer. It is obvious that the things in Mu's grocery store are fresh.

The shopkeeper was a skinny man with a skinny face and no sign of fortune. He had just sent away a critical customer. When he heard that Namu's grocery store was overcrowded, he became even more angry. The words he spoke had a pungent sour taste, and he started chatting with the merchant next door, "What's the origin of this Mujia store? I've never heard of it. Why did it suddenly open a store here? It's such a business Okay, don’t you have any clues here?”

When he remembered that several of his regular customers had been attracted to Mu's store, he became more and more annoyed as he turned over words in his mouth, and muttered sourly: "I don't know what was mixed in those goods to make them look so fresh." ...My goods are not bad either, but one or two white-eyed wolves are so snobbish that they can’t even look down on my goods!”

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. The shop owner couldn't help but curse a few times, but was quickly stopped by a neighbor on the side.

The neighbor looked panicked, and almost subconsciously slapped his arm to stop what he blurted out. He looked around quickly in panic, for fear that outsiders would hear their conversation. (End of chapter)