Wearing the cannon fodder little koi in the imperial examination essay

"Little brother, if you don't understand, don't order blindly. I strictly follow every step, there is absolutely nothing redundant, and even the measurement of seasonings is strictly controlled. How can there be mistakes? How can you talk nonsense? "

Yu Su always believed that he was right, and was filled with righteous indignation at Song Xinglin.

Listening to the angry grievances of his house guest, Song Xinglin...

Well, the emotional clown turned out to be himself!
Who made all the buyers of the new pot come yesterday afternoon, and he didn't think about opening the pot himself, nor did he tell the diners to open the pot?After all, I blame myself!

There is no longer any reason to explain;

I don't want to eat iron filings anymore;

There was no other way, Song Xinglin had no choice but to accept his fate and use actions to prove what he said was true.

Fortunately, there was still some meat left at home, so Song Xinglin had no choice but to coax the fussy diners, and personally demonstrated how to boil the pot. Iron pot, Song Xinglin flattered Yu Su.

"Look, Yuyu, you've worked hard at home, and I can't bear the fact that you're smoky with pots and pans every day, otherwise, Yuyu, you can just cook the heart lunch at noon from now on, and the rest, No matter sooner or later, just let me do it, okay?"

Yu Su, who regrouped and started cooking, shook his head decisively and refused.

"No! Little brother, a manly man, isn't it bad to go back on your word?" Who hooked up with him to let me cook and deliver meals for him at the beginning, and now I'm about to change my mind?Must not!

She is now in a state of intoxication from practicing cooking, and no one can stop her progress!

Facing such a stubborn wife, what else could Song Xinglin do?The sins I made, even if I kneel down, I have to bear it.

But fortunately, people with a photographic memory, after solving small problems such as boiling and washing the pot, follow the scriptures, compare the known recipes step by step, and control the heat well, the food will not go wrong look big.

Yu Su is more familiar with each time, and each meal is more delicious. Later, after a few days, Song Xinglin ate the boxed lunch sent by Yu Su. Compared with the first time, the taste was completely different. One is in the sky and the other is underground.

Not to mention comparing it with the chefs in restaurants and restaurants, they are also delicious in color, fragrance, and Song Xinglin eats comfortably.

After this, Yu Su got up early every day to buy vegetables, cooked and delivered meals at noon, but because there was a little fat Jin in the school, Song Xinglin would change his face and attitude every time he went to deliver the meals, and every time He hurriedly urged himself to go home early.

No matter how salty Yu Su is, staying at home alone is boring.

In the room in the yard, the two girls from Huang Niangzi's family are at home every day, but unfortunately, the two sisters are obviously in a school of their own, and they don't care about themselves;
The Yin lady, mother and daughter in the opposite wing, go out to work every day, leave early and return late, except for the meeting that day, they almost never meet each other;
As for the old lady of the landlady, she is even more busy, either with her little granddaughter on the way to earn a living, or on the way to earn a living;
In short, in the entire Feng family compound, she was the most idle than Xiaosu. After a whole day, she almost finished shopping, cooking, and delivering the meals, and nothing happened.

According to the young man, let yourself go to the next door to find Aunt Zhao and sister Meihua to play more...

Speaking of this, Yu Su felt dizzy. After all, as soon as he went, the enthusiastic Meihua sister loved being a teacher. Well, to be more precise, she wanted to be her teacher, and she always pulled herself to do needlework.

He has good intentions, after all, in this era, needlework is also a skill that can support the family, and if he is willing to teach, it is a great favor, but, this kind of favor, she can't accept this kind of favor!

Cooking skills can be practiced, but the needlework... Ha ha, I can't bear it, I can't bear it!
Yu Su is really thankful and insensitive, so he can only say sorry to others in secret. Almost every time he sees Zhao Meihua, he is like a mouse seeing a cat. He only thinks about how to hide. Just like that, the sister Meihua next door often comes to call him to play. , uh, actually doing needlework, Yu Su...

In order to get out of the huge needlework pit that she really couldn't handle, and couldn't bear to reject sister Meihua's enthusiasm, Yu Su racked her brains for ideas. After much deliberation, she decided to find a job for herself as well.

Firstly, it can fill the household, secondly, it can pass the time, and of course, the most important thing is that it can... Well, anyone with a discerning eye knows it.

With this idea in mind, Yu Su started her job hunting journey.

Yu Su wanted to come, at least he could speak well, pinch and calculate, um, no, he could make calculations and settle accounts, not to mention anything else, he was completely competent in the accountant's work.

It's just that her expectations and ideas were good, but the result was disappointing. Yu Su still overestimated herself.

In this patriarchal society, she is a little girl, or a little older girl, which shop would dare to use her?Will use her?
No matter how small the street vendors and shops are, when Yu Su recommended himself, people waved their hands again and again, either saying that they had a counting house, or sending Yu Su to say that their small vendors don’t need a big Buddha like a counting house. It doesn't matter what she means as a salted fish.

Full of confidence, Yu Su worked secretly for several days without telling Song Xinglin, but in the end, what he was best at turned out to be rejected.

It stands to reason that under normal circumstances, when other children encounter this kind of thing, they will definitely raise their hands and surrender after a series of blows.
But Yu Su doesn't, this is a stubborn fish.

The job doesn't want her, and she's at odds with the job, but if you don't believe in evil, you have to find one.

If you can't afford to be an accountant, what's the next best thing?
No, just be a waiter in the shop?

With her being so pleasing and sweet-mouthed, she can't forget that she can memorize menus better than any waiter, so being a waiter in a shop is more than enough, right?
With this in mind, Yu Su Diandian went to several high-end restaurants and restaurants in the county to recommend himself.

In the end, there was no doubt that because of her young age, she was still a girl, even though Yu Su had learned from her experience, and made a show on the spot to the owner and shopkeeper, er, no!Not to mention her cleverness in dealing with people and things, she also generously showed off her unique photographic memory.

result……

The owner, the shopkeeper, was really tempted, but looking at her age, this short and puffy little man was obviously half a head shorter than her peers, and seeing her a girl doll, they all reluctantly rejected Yu Su's self-recommendation.

Pity her for being so self-confident, and after being hit again and again, she has to settle for the second best again, abandoning the high-end restaurants and restaurants, and follow those small shops and stalls to recommend herself. The result is still obvious, and she still fails to fulfill her wish.

At the end, Yu Su, who had been devastated one after another, squatted pitifully on the corner of the street, looking at the streets with people coming and going, looking at those merchants and shops that rejected him, Yu Su sighed.

People time travel, she time travels; people can make a fortune by doing anything, why can't it work when it comes to me?
The men and women who traveled through time, whether they built houses or cannons, made glass or made soap, they could make a lot of money even by buying ordinary sewage, but what about themselves?

Yu Su looked helplessly at her chubby little paws, she was struggling to even pinch a needle to mend them, let alone glass soap, she seemed to know nothing but eating, but she knew how to eat, in the Dayue Dynasty. What is it?
You can't invite her to eat and broadcast in those restaurants and restaurants!If I go to Mao Sui to recommend this job, I am afraid that people will call me crazy.

After thinking about it, the only advantage I have, apart from the golden fingers that cannot be exposed easily, is that I have only seen and touched things in the laboratory...

well!It is said that the useless is a scholar, and now it seems that he is the useless.

Not knowing what to do, Yu Su sighed and floated home. Before he entered the door, he saw Sister Meihua standing at the end of the alley from afar.

Seeing him, Fang Lu was overjoyed, and ran over with a rare escape, pulling Yu Su's concern and asking.

"Sister, what have you been up to these two days? Why haven't I seen you come to play with me? I just learned a new needle method, and I was thinking of teaching you, sister..."

Zhao Meihua spoke with gusto, and she kept on talking, feeling that the little guy around her was in a strange mood, and seeing that she was sluggish, Zhao Meihua couldn't help slowing down worriedly, and her voice gradually became quieter.

"Sister, what's the matter with you? Why don't you have any energy at all? Are you sick?"

Zhao Meihua looked at Yu Su's eyes full of worry, Rou Ning couldn't help but raised her hand and touched Yu Su's forehead, muttering concern in her mouth, "Sister, why are you unhappy? You tell sister, sister Bu Cheng will take you to see a doctor. "

Seeing the concern on Mei Hua's face, Yu Su couldn't bear the other party's worry, so he shook his head and waved his hands, "Sister Mei Hua, I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Really?" Looking at the little girl's appearance just now, she doesn't look like she's okay, Zhao Meihua still can't believe it, "You didn't lie to me?"

Yu Su shook his head hard, "Really, really, I didn't lie to my sister."

Zhao Meihua raised her eyebrows in disbelief, "Then you just now?"

When asked about the pain, Yu Su's shoulders instantly drooped.

But seeing the other party's concerned eyes, Yu Su had nothing to hide, so he told the other party about his idea of ​​finding a job to pass the time and subsidize his family, as well as his successive encounters in the past few days.

When Zhao Meihua heard what Yu Su said, especially when she heard the little girl muttering and complaining, saying that her food was so delicious, these restaurants and restaurants were not discerning at all, and there was no bole showing their heads, so they didn't know how to invite her to eat and broadcast. At that time, Zhao Meihua obviously didn't know what eating and broadcasting meant, but Zhao Meihua was still laughing.

Zhao Meihua felt that Sister Yuyu was really interesting. She held her stomach that hurt from laughing with one hand, and gently scratched Yu Su's nose with the other hand.

"Little girl, you are so funny. How did you come up with the idea of ​​asking you to eat and broadcast? Hahahaha... No way, I laughed to death, hahaha..."

Talking, talking, Zhao Meihua couldn't help it again, and laughed wildly while holding her stomach again, only to feel that the little doll in front of her was too innocent and cute, after all, ordinary people couldn't think of such thoughts.

Zhao Meihua, who kept laughing all the time, still saw her younger sister's face getting darker and darker in her laughter. Zhao Meihua was afraid that her little sister would get angry, so she stopped laughing in time, held back her smile, hum Hmph, Ninja couldn't help joking.

"Sister, you are so funny, little girl, you have to know that life is not easy for everyone, even those rich households, big businessmen, big restaurants, who support so many people, how can they do business at a loss? My sister, although you It's cute, but merchants are not profitable, so how could they invite you to eat their own rice and pay you wages? Who is so stupid!", it's not that there is a pit in the brain, but anyone with a brain will I can't do that, so it's only natural for my little sister to run into a wall.

Zhao Meihua, who has never experienced the baptism of the information explosion in the modern society, and has not experienced various business promotions, short videos and advertisement bombardment, naturally feels that Yu Su is whimsical, and Yu Su does not care about the other party, and is ridiculed. , she can only swallow her teeth and swallow her blood.

Shaking Zhao Meihua's arm, he changed the subject aggrievedly.

"Okay, okay, sister Meihua, I'm still a child, what can a child do wrong, don't laugh at me, instead of laughing at me when you have time, sister Meihua, you might as well help me find a way out What an idea, after all, you are my sister!"

Zhao Meihua choked, and nodded Yu Su's forehead in a funny and speechless way, "Yes, little girl, you still rely on me?"

Bachelor Yu Su shrugged his shoulders, "Well, I'm stuck, who called you a sister?", who told you to drag me to learn needlework every now and then?In fact, she forced me to do this!

Seeing that Yu Su admitted to relying on her as a bachelor, Zhao Meihua shook her head even more amusedly.

But seeing the little girl's serious and persistent appearance, Zhao Meihua couldn't help but get serious again.

I wanted to say, otherwise, if you learn needlework with me, and when you are ready to leave your teacher, you can exchange money for any purse, not to mention those large embroideries, which can not only pass the time, but also earn money to subsidize the family.

She was thinking this way in her head, and she opened her mouth to speak. The little girl on the opposite side seemed to know what she was going to say, she shook her head in a hurry, and hurriedly refused, "I don't learn needlework, and I won't learn it if I'm killed."

Well, with such resistance, Zhao Meihua didn't know what to say, and was quite dumbfounded.

But if you don't learn needlework, what should you do?After all, my sister is so young...

After thinking about it, I thought of the dishes that the little girl always brought to my house at noon in the past two days, and the mini fried buns with gravy that the little girl gave me in the evening the day before yesterday...

Recalling the delicious taste of those mini buns, and recalling that there seems to be no such food in the next county, Zhao Meihua's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands together.

"I thought of it! Sister, your cooking skills are good, especially the mini pan fried buns. The taste should not be too good. Since you have this ability, how about selling this food? My father is in the Yamen, and the street I know you well on the surface, if you do this business, I will ask my father to help you go to Zhang Luo to say hello later, and keep it safe. No local hooligans dare to come to bully you, and I can find you a good place. There will be more, and my mother and I can help you from time to time..."

The more Zhao Meihua talked, the more energetic she became, and the more she felt that this plan was feasible, her eyes lit up when she looked at Yu Su.

After listening to the other party's proposal, Yu Su fell silent.

Sister Meihua is right and very attractive, but only this mini meat fried bun, I can’t handle the side at the moment. She has seen the small buns wrapped in wonton wrappers by the up master before. Greedy, sick of delicious food, so I went to other people's wonton stalls to spend money to buy ready-made ones. I have nothing to do with this skin.

Moreover, today's era does not have the convenience of later generations. Baozi wrappers, dumpling wrappers, wonton wrappers, etc. are not as easy to buy ready-made as later generations.

In the later generations, these things can be made in whatever specifications they want, and they can be bought at any time, but now... well, it can't be done, just this one makes me feel embarrassed.

But sister Meihua proposed to set up a small stall to sell things, I can consider it myself.

If she really wants to sell food, she has to choose one that she can operate alone, which is easy to operate, the raw materials are easy to make, and the food tastes good, and it has to be attractive.

What should I do?
Inexplicably, Yu Su thought of something...

Maybe everyone born in the [-]s and [-]s knew that it was once at the gate of the school, or on the street in the night market, someone carried a coal stove and put a small cake baked on a two-sided iron plate with special grinding tools. Yes, that is the kind It can be fragrant for half a street, sweet, soft, fragrant, and the mini cake baked on the iron plate!