Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 152 Duck Eggs
This spring is a rainy season, and the sun was shining brightly just now, but in such a blink of an eye, it became dark today.

Both looked at the sky and smiled at the same time.

Li Sanlang ran away with Song Yaomei's hand.

Laughing while running, the scattered drizzle dispersed their unhappiness, leaving only their laughter and laughter along the way.

Fortunately, this day was really interesting. Although it was raining continuously along the way, it didn't start to rain until we got home.

Both were panting heavily, smiling at each other.

"Yaomei and Saburo are back!"

"mother!"

Mrs. Li is still used to sitting on a small bench and embroidering handkerchiefs. Mrs. Li's hands are relatively slow, but the embroidered things are still good. A small carp has been embroidered on the fabric of Huang Jinduan.

The color of the fish is also very good.

Li Sanlang looked at the way Song Yaomei looked at the carp, thinking that one thing should be put on the agenda early.

"Father, mother!" Seeing two little guys come out.

Song Yaomei handed the plums from the small jar to the two children.

"Look, mother brought you something delicious?"

Song Yaomei opened the jar, revealing the delicious pickled yellow plums inside, "This is from my wife, you can eat it!"

Seeing the two children eating happily, Song Yaomei also smiled happily.

Sure enough, he was a child, so he forgot what happened on the front foot.

Didn't he say he didn't like her?
Just a can of plums made the relationship between several people more harmonious.

After all, the rain in this spring is not like the rainy season, it will stop after a while.

Song Yaomei looked at the large and small pots in the room and frowned.

Li Sanlang's hands are clever, but the roof still doesn't know how to fix it, so she'd better find someone to fix it.

Thinking about it, Qin Yong is here.

He also held a ladder in his hand.

"Auntie, sister-in-law, brother! I'm here to fix the roof for you! It's probably going to rain these few days. The roof is made of grass and it's easy to leak. It's better to fix it."

Song Yaomei was naturally very grateful, but she said: "That's so embarrassing!"

Qin Yong scratched his head, as soon as the ladder leaned against the wall of the house, the man had already climbed up.

Li yelled: "Slow down!"

Qin Yong is indeed a good hand. After a few times of going up, he found the problem after a few times, "Auntie, do you have thatch in your house? There are already a few small holes on the top, let's cover it with thatch! "

After hearing this, Li Sanlang immediately went to get it. After taking it, he went up to the roof with a few brisk steps and put down the thatch, but he went down again.

Song Yaomei was dumbfounded, which meant several things.

The obvious meaning of Qin Yong was that no one in this house would repair it, so he volunteered to repair it. Unexpectedly, Li Sanlang didn't give him any face.

But since you know how to cultivate, why do you need others to help you?
Seeing Li Sanlang come down, Qin Yong was also dumbfounded.

It is said that Li Sanlang is a weak scholar who can only write a few words and make some broken baskets. How do you know that this man is so powerful.

Shameless is really too shameless, Song Yaomei slandered in her heart.

She glanced at Qin Yong, "Thanks to you today, by the way, is uncle's waist better?"

Qin Yong was repairing the house while blushing, and replied: "Daddy is fine, but it's raining, and he feels severe back pain."

After all, it was because of her injury, she should invite the man to come over and see Father Qin again.

Song Yaomei watched Qin Yong come down, and handed him ten coins, "Thank you, this is your reward."

Where would Qin Yong accept it, he just ran away quickly with the ladder.

Song Yaomei looked at the big money in her hand, looked at the flashing figure, and smiled, this Gu family really has a heart.

With money and a basket on her shoulders, Song Yaomei decided to go to Ma's house.

The Ma family sent over salted duck eggs. Although they were too salty, they didn't taste the actual taste of the cakes.

But this yolk is good and full of oil.

"Is Aunt Ma at home?"

The courtyard door of Ma's house was also open. Hearing the sound, Mrs. Ma poked his head out.

"Yaomei, why are you here?"

This Mashi is cutting and shredding the leaves at home, which should be fed to the ducks.

Seeing her coming, he dusted his hands on his body, "Did you come to see Auntie?"

"Auntie, thank you for the salted duck eggs. Auntie's hands are really skillful. The salted duck eggs are just right."

Song Yaomei naturally wanted to compliment Ma Shi in front of her first.

Mrs. Ma laughed and said, "Sister Yao was joking, if you like it, Auntie will give you some more."

This Aunt Ma is indeed a simple and honest person, I felt it when I saw her for the first time, and when I look at her now, I feel that she is too kind.

Seeing that she was about to turn around and go back to get the eggs, Song Yaomei stopped her and said, "Auntie, don't be so polite. I came here today to buy some duck eggs from my sister-in-law. Some of the salty ones and some of the light ones."

"How much does Yaomei want?"

"A total of one hundred!"

a hundred?Mrs. Ma was also shocked when she heard that, this hundred is not a small amount, although she knew that Li's daughter-in-law was generous, but she didn't expect it to be so extravagant.

She had no choice but to express euphemistically: "It's not good to keep these duck eggs for a long time. If you want to eat them, you can buy them again. You don't need to buy so many at once."

Knowing Ma's meaning, Song Yaomei said: "Auntie, I think the salted duck eggs made by my aunt are the best. In fact, I bought so many, Yaomei is also selfish. I want to ask my sister-in-law to teach me how to pickle eggs later. The eggs are ready, and I will sell them to restaurants to earn some money. Just don’t be afraid that Yaomei will steal the business.”

Mrs. Ma smiled faintly, "That's it! That's fine! The aunt will bring you twenty salted duck eggs, these eighty raw ones."

In fact, there is no refrigerator in this era, so most of the things that are not suitable for preservation are preserved by pickling.

However, this restaurant charges very little, basically just earning a manual fee, because the master of this restaurant knows it himself, unless it is not needed for a while.

After a while, Mrs. Ma came over with duck eggs.

Twenty salty ones and eighty raw ones are well divided.

She helped Song Yaomei put the eggs into the basket, "Yaomei, if the eggs are marinated and brought to Weimanlou, the money shopkeeper there will have the most reasonable price."

The corners of Song Yaomei's lips were crossed, not to mention that she was still angry, but when she mentioned the money shopkeeper, she was even more angry.

This guy who violated the loyalty of friends.

"Auntie, I understand, thank you!"

At this time, after Ma Shi packed the eggs for Song Yaomei, he took a basin and walked to the side yard, only to hear the ducks quacking non-stop.

Song Yaomei curiously put down the basket and followed.

Isn't stocking popular in this era?

Why does this Ma family raise ducks in captivity?

Could it be that this has something to do with the Burial Soul Lake?

Sure enough, Song Yaomei guessed right, this side yard is full of captive ducks.

It's just that the ducks looked very thin, and when they saw Ma Shi bringing food, they immediately surrounded them.

Ma Shi finished feeding the things before leaving the yard again.

"Sister-in-law, why do you keep ducks at home? Are you afraid that people will steal them?"

Looking back, Mrs. Ma was surprised at first and then smiled, "Don't you know that Yaomei is the emissary of Grandpa Yu?"

Song Yaomei lowered her head in embarrassment, "Auntie, you know, why bother me."""

(End of this chapter)