Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 62 Noodles and Broth ([-]rd update)
The next day, the sun was shining brightly!
Mu Shuangwan was in a good mood and decided not to go to the field, and Shen Zhuo had no intention of asking her to go.

But early in the morning, Shen Zhuo brought a bowl of broth and a bread, and came to Mu Shuangwan.

Mu Shuangwan's jaw almost dropped when she was so shocked, didn't she say that she didn't eat in the morning?
Mu Shuangwan has never been dissatisfied with the Shen family's habit of skipping breakfast.

After all, in modern times, she often sleeps and misses breakfast, and goes directly to fill her stomach with lunch, so breakfast is not particularly attractive to her.

But this time, it was breakfast and broth again, how could she not be surprised.

"Let's eat, I cooked a big pot, they all share."

Seeing his daughter-in-law was surprised, Shen Zhuo thought she was wondering if Da Ya and Gou Wa had eaten, so he explained directly.

Mu Shuangwan didn't take the bowl immediately, but kept looking at Shen Zhuo.

A rural man in his thirties, good-looking, but dark-skinned, and good-natured, it's just that he can't figure out what he does.

It stands to reason that when Shen Zhuo marries a daughter-in-law, she shouldn't just raise her, after all, she also has to work in the fields and take care of the housework, right?

But she has been here for so long, Shen Zhuo has never asked her to do anything, not even to wash a piece of clothes.

So, what did he spend so much money on to marry a wife?

Is it really for the purpose of giving birth to a baby?
But it's not good to find someone to give birth to a baby, but the original owner is so expensive, not to mention spending money and fertile land, and being so angry with the Chen family.

Unable to figure it out no matter how much she thought, Mu Shuangwan simply hugged her head and put her hands on her temples.

Shen Zhuo thought that his daughter-in-law had a headache, so he immediately put down the bowl, stepped forward to put his hand on Mu Shuangwan's temple, and rub it for her.

"What are you doing?" Mu Shuangwan was startled, and turned her head back.

Shen Zhuo's hands in mid-air froze, and after a while he shook his head embarrassingly.

"I thought you had a headache and wanted to rub it for you!"

Mu Shuangwan looked at Shen Zhuo's hand that stopped in mid-air, and also at the disappointed expression on his face, feeling a little unbearable for some reason.

"Actually...it's nothing, you don't have to worry too much."

The explanation from his daughter-in-law made Shen Zhuo's originally dull eyes light up immediately.

He picked up the broth and bread, and forcibly placed them in Mu Shuangwan's palm, with rare haste in his eyes, as if he was urging Mu Shuangwan to finish drinking quickly.

Mu Shuangwan looked at the big bowl of broth in her hand, feeling a little embarrassed, because the bowl was so big that it was comparable to the soup in a modern hotel.

In modern times, she usually calls at least four friends to finish such a bowl, how can she finish it by herself now?

However, the broth looked very good. When Shen Zhuo brought the soup in, the whole room was filled with the smell of meat and the umami taste of the soup.

The color of the soup is in the bowl, revealing a little white, with a few fine green onions floating on the surface of the soup, the color looks extremely attractive.

Plus pieces of minced meat, sinking under the soup, just looking at it is enough to know how much this bowl of soup is.

Therefore, considering all factors, Mu Shuangwan decided to give this bowl of soup [-] points.

"Why are you a man who knows how to cook?" Mu Shuangwan's eyes showed surprise, and there was a hint of disbelief.

She couldn't understand that an ancient man could cook.

(End of this chapter)