Travel through ancient times to farm

Chapter 95 A Mei ([-])

Daxuan stared at her with clear eyes, the cold spread from her body, and Amei suddenly felt cold all over her body, she couldn't believe it, it was coming from a ten-year-old girl.

"You just need to abide by the decision I made. It's too late tonight, so please inform A Ting."

She didn't seem to know the lady tonight, and she gave the order coldly and resolutely, but she didn't have the strength to bargain, so she had no choice but to agree bitterly, and then left quickly.

Back at the house where she and A Ting lived, she slammed the door hard, and a "bang" cut through the night. A Ting, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up. She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Amei, you are finally back, are you here?" Where did you go just now? I'm so worried about you."

This is the truth. In her heart, Amei is already her relative.

Amei ignored her worry, but gave her a look, because she asked where she was just now, she said bitterly, "I just went to the lady's room, and she said that you will go to work in the kitchen, and I, I Gotta go do the dishes for you," she almost growled.

Ah Ting hurried forward to hold her hand, there was no surprise but worry, worried that Ah Mei would be angry with her.

"My hands and feet are clumsy. How can I do the work in the kitchen? I'll go talk to the young lady tomorrow to make her change her mind." She would rather wash the dishes every day, and she didn't want Ah Mei to vomit at her.

Amei just turned her eyes and looked at her coldly, the sarcasm in her eyes turned into ice and hit A Ting's body fiercely. She couldn't believe that Amei would look at her like this, but her next words were even more ugly.

"If you want to go now, what's the point of waiting for tomorrow?" After saying that, he shook off her hand with a disgusted look.

Ah Ting couldn't bear it anymore, tears welled up in her eyes, "Okay, I'll go, I'll go now," she said and rushed out the door.

In the dark, Ah Mei just sneered slightly, and then locked the inner door. Ah Ting, who was in the silent cold wind, clearly heard the sound of knocking the door.

Ah Ting felt as if she was in the village of her hometown. The village was dead silent, her parents and relatives had all collapsed, and only the cold wind beat hard on her body.

She doesn't know what to do?Don't know where to go?The whole world has abandoned her.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, she didn't have the courage to knock on the door, just like she didn't have the courage to bump her head to death.

The door of the east wing suddenly opened, and the young lady's voice came, "Come in quickly."

The slightly cool autumn night was not too cold, and A Ting, who had been standing inside the room for a long time, still felt shivering. Da Xuan poured her a cup of hot tea, and the curling steam rose up in the candlelight, making her feel warmer.

"You can sleep with me tonight, and you don't have to go back. She must have passed on my words to you. You only need to implement it, and there is no discussion," Da Xuan said as she straightened the quilt.

Ah Ting was like a lost child who had just been found by an adult. Those sad and suffocating memories kept playing in her mind, and her nose was sour.

Daxuan was concentrating on making the quilt. The candlelight elongated her thin figure, "Remember, no one in this world is worthy of your crying for her. You can cry when your parents die, and you can cry when you are about to die of cold and starvation." You can cry, but there is nothing to cry about now, you have food and shelter, and you are in good health, even if Amei disappears tomorrow, you will have to live your life, right?"

At some point, Daxuan came over and pressed her shoulders, she was as sophisticated and deep as a young adult, but she didn't realize that she was not as tall as Ah Ting, this funny action made Ah Ting couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly, Daxuan couldn't continue, and she turned her stomach full of reasoning into one sentence, "Look, I can still laugh, so what does it matter to you what other people think and do? Just live comfortably."

Ating slept very peacefully that night. In the dream, her parents and sister told her that they had a good life in another world.

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Daxuan, who doesn't need to go to the restaurant, sleeps more than before, but she is also very busy at home, Yao's stomach is inconvenient to help her, and Aunt Chen doesn't understand her orders, which means that she doesn't understand her at all, so many She does all the work by herself.

For example, sliced ​​radishes should not be too big or too thick. For example, if she wants to marinate fatty intestines, she has to wash the fatty intestines inside and out more than ten times beforehand. Aunt Chen can't do these things well.

There is no one to help, just do it yourself.

Ever since, Zhu’s Noodle Restaurant launched a snack every two days, hot and sour radish, ten copper coins per dish, spicy duck feet, twenty copper coins per plate, red oil pig ears, twenty copper coins per plate, and launched another A kind of pasta, the crystal clear Yangchun noodles, specially developed by Daxuan, can kill all high-end restaurants in seconds.

As a result, customers flocked here, and even the business of the big restaurant was affected by four or five points. Daxuan didn't plan to teach others. There were enough handymen in the restaurant, so she asked Yao Yangyan to come back to help make it, and then pulled it over. He bought a carriage, and Mo always worked as a coachman, delivering goods back and forth.

Even though Daxuan uses both hands and feet, the restaurant is still in a hurry, and when it is sold out, she hastened to send it over. Daxuan complained to the sky. She used to envy other people's business, so don't be discouraged. Every penny she earns is her own. Now I know how tiring doing business is. Good and tiring, bad business and tiring.

In the restaurant, Zhu Sanmin's voice was hoarse, the guests were still one after another, without stopping or resting, and the backyard was also busy flying, and Amei and the three handymen were washing the dishes, and the kitchen was still urging like a ghost, hurry up, come again There are no more bowls.

Originally, the sun was shining in the middle of the day, and Amei felt that her skin was darker than A Ting's. She felt angry and had nowhere to go. In addition, she was not paying attention, and she broke five bowls in a row without paying attention.

The handyman hired a woman from the town, with a loud voice and poisonous mouth, "Are you thinking of a man? Washing a bowl can break it, and if we lose five bowls, we will be even busier. It's not tiring enough, is it?"

Ah Mui had a long dark face and didn't speak.

Another woman also said, "I really don't know why the master sent her here. She can't wash the dishes clean and is lazy. Why don't you replace that child, A Ting?"

"That's right," said the woman just now.

Ah Mei's face was somber that it was almost darker than charcoal, when Ah Ting came out and said, "Aunt Niu, Aunt Zhu, I'm here to get the bowl again, you should hurry up," her voice was as gentle as jade.

The two women felt comfortable listening, and smiled at her, "The washed ones are here, hurry up and take them in."

The contrast between the attitudes of the two is worlds apart. Amei is burning with jealousy. She is obviously prettier and smarter than her. Why do people around her not like her? The lady is, the big cow is, and now even the aunt hates her, you know If it wasn't for her, Ah Ting would have been sold to a brothel if that idiot could have come here.

Why is she living comfortably while she is not happy every day.

(End of this chapter)