Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 132: The Small Yard Has Much Joy (2)
Sure enough, people are better than others, so mad!
Unlike Mu Xiang's flushed face and rapid heartbeat, He Liancheng took off his clothes confidently, and even threw the clothes on the shore, "Compared to soaking in snowy water in winter, this cold water is nothing."

Mu Xiang agrees with this statement. In her previous life, she also underwent devil-style training before becoming a top killer in the world.Ever since she fired the first shot and killed the first person at the age of ten, she has spent her life killing and escaping.During the special period, even the pile of dead people slept.

Unexpectedly, in that accident, her soul actually traveled through time, and lived an extra life. If it was not necessary, she would not want to do it again. Living is not easy!
Seeing that she was silent and her back was turned to his figure, He Liancheng felt a little lonely.

He hooked his lips into a smile, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab a handful in the water.

Mu Xiang was still in her own thoughts, suddenly a slippery thing rolled across her feet, she looked down, and it turned out to be another crucian carp still jumping.

"Oh, you want to throw it away, why don't you say anything," Mu Xiang shook her trouser legs, saw the mud spots on it, and bit her lip helplessly.

He Liancheng smiled deeply, and even taught her a lesson, "Now is not the time for you to be in a daze, pick a few fresh fish, cook them for lunch, and take care of the rest yourself."

Mu Xiang frowned and said: "The only thing left is to marinate, and then smoke it with straw to dry it, it can be stored for a long time, otherwise I will marinate it and sell it, and I can exchange it for money!"

Helian Chengjun's face darkened, "What are you selling? If you are short of money, just tell me. You have as much as you want. Can the fish you catch be measured in silver?" The arrogant tone revealed domineering.His real identity is really incompatible with his current appearance standing in the muddy water.

Mu Xiang slandered endlessly, this person is really not an ordinary narcissist.At least a few hundred catties of fish can be produced in this pond, and the smaller ones are scraped off, leaving only the big ones, and there are quite a few of them, all of them are kept, just the three of them, three meals a day. Can't finish it!

Besides, she doesn't seem to know him very well, why should she spend his money.

"I have hands and feet, so I don't need to spend other people's money. You should save your money to marry a wife!"

The first sentence is the truth, and the last sentence is a joke, and it has no special meaning.She didn't know who He Liancheng was, but she just guessed that he might come from a rich family, or he might have an official position.According to her experience, even if such a man does not marry a wife, there will be maids and concubines in the house.

In short, there is no shortage of women!
Mu Xiang lives one more life, and many things are underestimated. Only by living a simple life can he live a long time.

But these words sounded different to He Liancheng's ears. He took a deep look at Mu Xiang, bent down and continued cleaning the pond without further explanation.

Mu Lang quickly ran back and brought Caiyun with him.

Caiyun was carrying a vegetable basket in his hand, because there was no extra bucket at home, so he had to carry a vegetable basket.

Mu Lang ran over quickly, busy picking up the fish that were thrown on the bank and were still jumping.Not only did he pick it up by himself, but he also urged Mu Xiang and Caiyun to pick it up together.

With more and more fish on the shore, Mu Xiang really had to admire He Liansheng's skill.

It only took him a short time to build an earth dam in the middle of the pond, and he waved his two strong arms, only to see the water splash.

Half of the water in the pond was cleared away, and those big fish soon revealed their fat bodies, splashing in the muddy water, and the people on the shore were also very happy to see the scene of jubilation in the pond.

He Liancheng's movements in catching fish were fast and accurate, almost every time he caught the fish, he never failed every time.Mu Xiang was very skeptical, this guy is not a fisherman by profession, right?

It is impossible to think about it, the only explanation can only be other people, extraordinary human beings.

When noon was approaching, the basin brought by Mulang contained a lot of fish, and the vegetable basket brought by Caiyun also contained several large fish.Seeing that it was getting late, Mu Xiang and Cai Yun went home early, and the fresh fish had to be disposed of early.

Caiyun didn't wait for Chen Youfa to sell tofu at home. Hearing Mulang's story about catching fish in the pond, she couldn't hold back for a while, so she locked the door and ran to catch fish with them.

When she and Mu Xiang returned home carrying the vegetable basket, they happened to run into Chen Youfa who was passing by the village in a donkey cart.

"Uncle Chen, do you have any more tofu in your house?" Mu Xiang put the basket at the door of the house, then ran to stop the donkey cart and stopped him.

"Yes, there is the last half board left, how much do you want?" Chen Youfa chuckled, grabbed the rein with one hand, and stopped the donkey.

Mu Xiang lifted the cotton gauze on the trolley, "Weigh it all to me. I cook fish at home, and soak the rest in water, and it won't go bad. Is there any dried tofu? I want to marinate it and dry it. Eat slowly!"

Chen Youfa jumped out of the car, picked up a kitchen knife and cut the tofu into small cubes. Hearing that she was cooking tofu, why not: "I don't make many tofu. I sold them all. How about I send you some in the afternoon?"

"No, no, I'm just asking. If you don't have any today, you can save some for me tomorrow. It's the same," Mu Xiang waved her hand.

"I have something else to tell you today. I made some bean sprouts and wanted to sell them myself, but look at me, I don't have a donkey cart, and I don't have the time to run around the villages and alleys. So, Uncle Chen, let’s discuss, when you sell tofu, can you sell it by the way, sell more and sell less, the price is not important, the main thing is that I want to sell bean sprouts.”

Hearing this, Chen Youfa stopped cutting the tofu. He was a little moved and worried, "This...then you will suffer a loss? Besides, I don't know how to cook this tofu, let alone others, everyone. Can you sell things that you don’t even know about?” Hesitation is hesitation, Mu Xiang’s offer is so good, it’s like a worthless business, and it’s hard for him not to be tempted.

Mu Xiang nodded confidently, "These bean sprouts are best cooked, just wait, I'll ask my sister to show you!" She turned around and called Caiyun to the courtyard, asking her to cook both mung bean sprouts and soybean sprouts. Take some out.

Mu Xiang pointed to the tender mung bean sprouts, and explained to Chen Youfa: "We all cooked and ate yesterday. My second sister and third brother both like to eat it. It's definitely delicious. These mung bean sprouts are relatively tender. Eat it hot in a spicy pot. If you fry it with leeks, it will be very fragrant. As for the soybean sprouts, it takes longer to cook than the mung bean sprouts. It is suitable for roasted meat or shrimps. It is suitable for dishes with strong taste, otherwise Eat it cold, anyway, no matter how you cook it, the taste will not be bad."

(End of this chapter)