Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 717
The dark guard dragged Shan Linyuan and flew out of the window.

It was Mu Xiang's intention to let him hear the conversation of these women. He was following the rules.

Originally last night, Mu Xiang planned to throw him into the brothel and find a few prostitutes to squeeze him dry, but after returning home, she changed her mind.

The girls in the brothel were far less hungry than the girls in Hongguan, so they asked the hidden guards to move him to another place and put him here, so that the three high-spirited girls could play with him vigorously.

In Prince Xiang's mansion, it was very lively early in the morning.

The two old men woke up early in the morning, walked in the yard, bickered, and fought two sets of boxing.

Mu Xiang cooked the breakfast herself. She boiled a pot of millet porridge and served it with egg pancakes fried with eggs, flour and chives. They were soft and easy to digest.

With the addition of leeks, the aroma is more intense, and it is not fried with vegetable oil, so it is not greasy to eat.

The side dishes eaten in the mansion are also pickled after the fragrance of wood comes.

They are all according to the method, some are directly soaked in salt water, such as Chinese cabbage and radish, and the carrots that are occasionally received, cut into slices, soaked in chili sauce, and can be eaten after soaking for a day or two.

Hot and sour, it tastes best when served with porridge.

Anyway, she has prepared some spicy and non-spicy dishes, and anyone who wants to eat can take them by himself.

Caiyun will not go to the school today, only Mulang will go alone, and it is agreed that Shitou will send him there.Caiyun stayed at home and revisited what he had learned in the past two days.

Mu Xiang wrote a few simple poems and asked her to memorize them by heart, and if she wrote them silently, it was considered a new knowledge.

In the early morning of early spring, the air in the courtyard of Prince Xiang's Mansion was fresh and fresh.

The begonias and winter plums she bought earlier are still blooming, and a few roses have also taken root and sprouted new buds, which will soon be buds.

The newly planted cabbage seeds in the backyard, Mu Xiang went to see them in the morning, and they also sprouted small yellow shoots. If the weather is warmer, they will grow out soon.

Helian Mingde accompanied her around the vegetable garden, looking at the newly repaired garden, the old man was full of energy, "Girl, when it's time to plant vegetables, remember to say, this vegetable garden is my bun, and some pumpkins will be planted in the corner ..."

Mu Xiang rolled her eyes at him, "You can save yourself, you can only grow vegetables that are good at climbing on the corner of the wall, and you have to use dead leaves to build a shelf so that the vines of vegetables can climb up smoothly. As for pumpkins As long as there is enough fertilizer, winter melons and other melon vegetables can produce a lot of melons wherever they are planted, and then you can wait for the harvest!"

Helian Mingde was a soldier all his life, and after retirement, he only fished occasionally and went far to climb mountains. He really never lived a life of farming and picking up crops.

Hearing Mu Xiang's words, his eyes sparkled with excitement, "According to what you said, I really have to try it, but I'm afraid I won't be able to grow it. What should I do if there is no harvest?"

Mu Xiang smiled and said: "As long as you always follow the method I said, this deserted garden will be full of melons and fruits in summer, and then we will plant melons, peanuts, yams, and chickens in the backyard. The creek that passes through the garden can also raise ducks, and if you make a fishing net and block the entrance of the creek, you might even hug a few small fishes!"

Mr. Mu was looking for Mu Xiang everywhere in the mansion, and just approached, he heard her talk about the beautiful scenery of the countryside. He didn't know if Helian Mingde was tempted, anyway, he was tempted.

"Girl Muxiang, let the old man plant this land. Although the old man has never planted land, he has seen the tenants at home farming. I think the difference should not be too big!"

Helian Mingde was thinking about how to plan. Hearing what he said, he quit, "What do you mean by handing it over to you? Look at your old bones. You have to carry a walking stick to walk. You can farm? A joke ! Don’t fall you with a somersault, we have to recite you!”

He quit, and Mr. Mu didn't do it anymore, "I use the crutches to walk safely, and it's not that I can't walk without the crutches. Besides, doing some farm work and exercising, my old bones may be even stronger. Woolen cloth!"

Mu Xiang agrees with his old man's point of view, "That's true. From now on, both of you will plant vegetables and let the subordinates do the heavy work. You just do what you can, and it will save you two from bickering all day long, by the way. , and feed the chickens and ducks, you have to come, Chen Ma said that I haven't fed the feed this morning, so I will leave it to you two."

She really did what she said, and pointed to the chicken food on the chicken coop not far away. They were all made of crushed corn dregs and wheat bran, plus some Chinese cabbage.

The two old men looked at each other, thinking that she was just talking, but they didn't realize that this meeting was going to be serious.

Mu Xiang taught the two of them how much to feed, and also taught them how to lower the net in the water to catch some small fish and shrimps. When the ducks grow up, they can feed them.

Watching the scene of the chicks robbing for food, the two elderly people smiled happily, and they were very happy to feed them. If Mu Xiang didn't stop them, they might have to kill the chickens.

It was not easy to drag the two elderly people to eat breakfast, but Mu Qingyang came early in the morning and sat in the front hall.

When Chen Ma put the breakfast on the table, she was very embarrassed, and she didn't dare to ask if she had eaten, thinking that she was a food shop, so she didn't have breakfast, so she didn't ask.

Before Mr. Mu entered the front hall, he smelled the aroma of millet porridge, and his appetite immediately whetted his appetite. He drank some wine last night. If he was allowed to eat greasy things in the morning, he must have lost his appetite. This millet porridge with pickles , which suits him best.

It's just that when he saw Mu Qingyang also sitting in the front hall, the old man's face turned pale, "What are you doing here so early? I told you not to pick me up. I eat better and live better here than at I don’t know how many times better the old house is.”

In the old house, he always ate alone. The table was full of dishes, all of which were good dishes, but he didn't have the slightest appetite.

(End of this chapter)