Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 163 Chapter 163: Rabbit Steamed Buns (4000 words)
Jun Wulan lit the fire, Shen Qingcheng took the spoon, and Mo Liang washed the vegetables.

The three of them were all busy with their heads down, and no one said anything about it.

It's just that from the beginning of cooking to the end of dinner, Jun Wulan has been thinking about how to cook the raw rice with the young lady. After thinking about it, he was afraid of scaring Shen Qingcheng, and finally decided to postpone the matter to wait for the time Mature.

After dinner, Shen Qingcheng kneaded a dough and put it in a small iron pan to wake up. After washing up, the kitchen was already dark.

After Mo Liang carried Jun Yiluo to rest, Shen Qingcheng picked up the tung oil lamp on the stove with one hand, and pulled Jun Wulan's arm with the other.

"Brother Jun, come with me to the main house, I have something to show you."

"what?"

"You'll find out later."

Seeing how mysterious Shen Qingcheng was, Jun Wulan followed her with some anticipation in his heart.

This afternoon, Shen Qingcheng sewed up two leopard-skin gowns, and the small one was already put on Jun Yiluo, but Jun Wulan didn't see the padded jacket on the outside of the gowns.

Entering the main house, Shen Qingcheng put down the oil lamp, pulled Jun Wulan to the bed, and quickly took out the square-folded leopard-skin jacket from under the quilt.

She shook off the gown and handed it to Jun Wulan, with a gentle smile, she said: "Brother Jun, it's my first time making clothes and my hands and feet are a little rusty, try it on, if it doesn't fit, I'll find a way to modify it. "

When Jun Wulan reached out to take the gown, her excitement was indescribable.

But seeing clearly that the stitches on the gown were long and short, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and Shen Qingcheng saw it.

"You did this?"

Hearing his unexpected tone of voice, Shen Qingcheng felt a little unhappy.

"Brother Jun, do you dislike my ugly stitches?"

"cough."

In front of his relatives, Jun Wulan is the kind of person who can't lie and is unwilling to lie. He looked at Shen Qingcheng and coughed sincerely, and replied cautiously: "It's not that I hate it, it's that Zhao Jingui treated me at that time. When I introduced you, I said that you have a good personality, are diligent, beautiful, and you are especially good at embroidery."

"That's why you are willing to spend 20 taels of silver to buy me back."

Shen Qingcheng stared at him angrily.

"Now, apart from having a fairly good-looking face, I can't do anything anywhere. Do you regret buying me back?"

"I regretted it a little before, but since your personality changed, I think I've earned it."

Jun Wulan was afraid that Shen Qingcheng would get angry by misunderstanding, so she explained quickly.

"Although the stitching of this gown is not pretty, I like it."

Jun Wulan quickly took off his coat and put on the gown.

"It's very suitable and warm, Qingcheng, thank you."

Shen Qingcheng stared at Jun Wulan's body, seeing Jun Wulan wearing leopard print, suddenly felt blushing and heart beating.

This man's figure is really not ordinary. Wearing such an ugly leopard-print gown on this man's body, it just shows a bit of wild beauty.

Although I have never seen this man in brocade clothes, Shen Qingcheng can guarantee that this man will be handsome if he puts on brocade clothes.

Jun Wulan put on her gown and waited quietly for Shen Qingcheng's evaluation, but she saw Shen Qingcheng staring at herself silently for a long time.

"Qing Cheng, I'm dressed like this. Do you look good?"

Shen Qingcheng didn't express her opinion for a long time, Jun Wulan felt uneasy, for fear that Shen Qingcheng would think she was ugly.

Jun Wulan made a sound, and Shen Qingcheng came back to her senses.

"nice."

Not only is it good-looking, it's so good-looking, if it wasn't for her determination, she would have thrown this man down by now.

"I didn't expect you, Brother Jun, to be so suitable for wearing leopard print."

Jun Wulan took off the leopard-print gown, and imitated Shen Qingcheng to fold the gown into a square and put it in the closet.

Shen Qingcheng stood behind him and watched him put his clothes away.

"I'm going to wear it tomorrow morning, what are you doing in the closet?"

"I won't wear it tomorrow morning, I will wear it again during the Chinese New Year."

This was the first dress Shen Qingcheng made for herself, and Jun Wulan was a little reluctant to wear it.

Shen Qingcheng smiled angrily at him.

"It's just a leopard-print gown. Why do you want to put it on for the New Year? I just thought you had to go out in the cold wind every day. I only processed and sewed up the gown this afternoon. The business of our bakery is good. You and I have found jobs to do, and we will have money by the Chinese New Year, and we can just buy new clothes for the Chinese New Year."

Shen Qingcheng talked about it, and Jun Wulan took the leopard skin jacket out of the cabinet and put it on the broken table in front of the bed.

After getting into bed, Jun Wulan helped Shen Qingcheng warm her hands and accidentally touched Shen Qingcheng's fingertips, and Shen Qingcheng snorted.

"what happened?"

Jun Wulan hurriedly pulled her hand out of the quilt, and got up to light the tung oil lamp.

The light of the tung oil lamp illuminates the room.

Jun Wulan frowned when he saw several thin pinholes on the pulp of Shen Qingcheng's right index finger.

"Does it hurt?"

Shen Qingcheng was pricked a few times with the needle, and she didn't take this matter to heart. Now Jun Wulan took her hand to take care of her carefully, which gave her an illusion that she felt like she was seriously injured.

"It doesn't hurt if you don't touch the wound. It's not because I'm unfamiliar with needlework that I just pricked it a few times. I'll just do more needlework in the future."

Jun Wulan pulled her hand to his mouth and blew gently.

"Since you're not good at sewing, don't do it in the future."

"Our family is not well-off now, so we need to sew and mend it now. When we have money in the future, we will naturally stop doing it."

"Then don't rush to work like this next time, your hands are important."

"Ah."

The next morning, Shen Qingcheng finally woke up before Jun Wulan because she wanted to make bunny buns.

When Jun Wulan opened her eyes, she was already fully dressed and sitting in front of the dresser, braiding her hair with a red headband.

"Qingcheng, you don't go to the market today, what are you doing up so early?"

Jun Wulan lay sideways on the bed and watched her comb her hair.

Shen Qingcheng tied up her braids, got up and straightened her jacket, and walked out: "I'll make fancy steamed buns to eat today. If it succeeds, we'll go to the market tomorrow and let's sell fancy steamed buns."

Hearing that Shen Qingcheng was going to make a new meal again, Jun Wulan hurriedly got up to help.

After warming up the face wash.

Shen Qingcheng put the washing water into a wooden barrel, then boiled porridge in a big iron pot, and steamed steamed buns in a small iron pot.

The grate made of bamboo strips is placed in the pot, and a few old leaves of cabbage are spread on the grate.

Jun Wulan saw her kneading the dough with her hands, and the shapeless dough turned into a delicate and lovely rabbit in just a moment in her hands.

"Is this making bunny buns?"

Shen Qingcheng put the first rabbit dough on the grate, picked up the second dough and continued kneading while raising eyebrows and asked Jun Wulan: "Brother Jun, did I knead well?"

"nice."

Jun Wulan responded without hesitation.

"It's lifelike, just like the two little rabbits raised by Luo'er."

Encouraged by Shen Qingcheng, she smiled and said, "Ordinary steamed buns are sold for a penny, and you can't make much money after removing the cost of materials and labor costs. We can raise the price by making white flour steamed buns into nice shapes, and Good-looking steamed buns are more eye-catching, let’s try to make rabbit steamed buns first, and if the business is still good, we will make other shapes.”

"pretty good."

Half an hour later, a steaming hot breakfast was served.

Shredded radish rice porridge, bunny buns.

When Jun Yiluo sat on the ponytail and saw the bunny buns in the bowl, the little girl's eyes lit up.

"Mother, the bunny buns you made are so pretty."

Shen Qingcheng saw that the little girl had been staring at the buns in the bowl for a long time without making a move.

"Luo'er, why don't you eat, is there something uncomfortable?"

The little girl had just been ill for a while, and she didn't do anything, Shen Qingcheng subconsciously showed a nervous expression.

Jun Yiluo quickly shook his head.

"Mother, there is nothing wrong with me, but the bunny buns made by mother are so cute, I am reluctant to eat them."

Shen Qingcheng was amused by the little girl.

"Hurry up and eat. Mother has made a lot of bunny buns. In a few days, mother will make dog buns and pig buns for you."

"Ah."

The little girl nodded, and then picked up the bunny buns to eat.

Seeing her eating two bunny buns one after another, Shen Qingcheng twitched her mouth happily.

This little girl can only eat one ordinary white noodle steamed bun. Sure enough, fancy steamed buns are more popular with children. Since Luo'er likes rabbit steamed buns so much, if there is no accident, the rabbit steamed buns should attract some small customers.

Shen Qingcheng specially made a lot of bunny buns. After breakfast, there were still seven or eight buns left in the basin. All the bunny buns were wrapped up and handed to him.

"Brother Jun, the young master of the Mu family should not be much older than Luo'er. He might like the bunny buns. You can bring some to the young master of the Mu family to taste. Mrs. Mu made cakes for Luo'er. We have to return the gift, right?" .”

"It's a gift in return, Qingcheng, thank you for thinking of everything for me."

Jun Wulan took the oiled paper bag, stared at Shen Qingcheng longingly, and suddenly didn't want to leave the little lady.

"I'm off to work. I'm going to go to the big market tomorrow, and I'm going to be tired again. Take a good rest today and stop busying yourself. I'll tell you what you need to prepare when I come back."

"it is good."

Shen Qingcheng responded and watched Jun Wulan leave.

Jun Wulan walked to the town.

He went to the stall first to take a look at the temporary earthen stove, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with the earthen stove, he walked to Mu's house on foot.

When he arrived at Mu's house, Mu Jianlan was still in morning class, Mrs. Mu was resting tired, and Mu Cheng went out to check the accounts. Mu Bai's Bai Hailan received him accompanied by two personal maids.

"Mr. Jun, please sit down."

"Give tea to Mr. Jun."

After Mu Bai asked Jun Wulan to sit down, he immediately ordered the maids around him to serve Jun Wulan tea.

Because Mu Jianlan has studied with Jun Wulan for two days, and his progress is not ordinary, Mu Bai's attitude towards Jun Wulan is much more polite than the first time they met.

Jun Wulan sat down and said: "Young madam is too polite, young madam can go to work on her own, and I will wait here for young master Mu."

"Jianlan couldn't calm down to study with Mr. Wenjiao before. Thanks to Mr. Jun, Jianlan has calmed down a lot in the past two days."

Mu Bai didn't leave, but drank tea with Jun Wulan and said a lot of words of thanks to Jun Wulan.

Jun Wulan thought of Shen Qingcheng's rabbit steamed buns, and when Mu Baishi paused, he took out the oiled paper bag, stood up and handed the oiled paper bag to a maid beside Mu Baishi. "These are bunny buns made by my wife. Thinking that the young master might like them, my wife wrapped some in oiled paper and asked me to bring them to the young master to taste."

Mu Bai gave the maid a wink, and the maid hurriedly handed the oiled paper bag to Mu Bai.

Mu Baishi opened the oiled paper bag and saw a pile of lifelike, white and fat rabbit steamed buns inside. He immediately raised his head and said to Jun Wulan with a smile, "Madam Jun's hands are really clever."

"Mother, Master."

Knowing that Jun Wulan would always be here waiting for him, Mu Jianlan came straight here after morning class.

Mu Bai's conversation with Jun Wulan was interrupted by Mu Jianlan, and she gave Mu Jianlan an angry look.

"I just told Mr. Jun that you have made great progress in the past two days."

Seeing Mu Bai's serious face, Mu Jianlan hurriedly bowed and saluted: "The son has seen the mother, and the apprentice has seen the master."

"Ah."

Jun Wulan nodded to Mu Jianlan, but said nothing.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

Mu Jianlan walked to Mu Baishi's side, hugged Mu Baishi's arm and acted like a baby.

Thinking of Mu Jianlan getting up early in the morning and attending morning classes with Mr. Wenjiao, Mu Bai put away his serious expression and gave him a distressed look.

"Mom, what kind of delicious food is this in your hand?"

Mu Jianlan is a child after all, when he saw the bunny buns Mu Bai was holding, his eyes lit up just like Jun Yiluo.

Mu Bai said: "This is the rabbit steamed bun made by your wife Jun. Thinking you will like it, Mrs. Jun asked your master to bring some for you."

"Miss is really nice."

Mu Jianlan stretched out his hand to get the bunny buns to eat, turned his head to Jun Wulan and said, "Master, you can thank Master Mistress instead of disciple. When disciple is free, he must come to thank Master Mistress in person."

Snapped!
Before Mu Jianlan's little hand touched the bunny buns in the oiled paper bag, Mu Baishi was hit.

Mu Bai said: "Just after morning class, I want to eat without washing my hands. The bunny buns are cold, let the servant girl warm them up before eating. Be careful of stomach pains when eating cold food in this cold winter."

The servant girl took the oiled paper package from Mu Baishi.

Mu Bai looked at the servant girl and ordered: "The rice wine at home is ready, warm a pot of rice wine to warm Mr. Jun's body."

"Yes, ma'am."

Every time Jun Wulan came to Mu Mansion, he would have lunch with Mu Jianlan. After lunch, Mu Jianlan rested for half an hour, and then practiced martial arts with him.

An hour later, Mu Jianlan squatted in the corridor with a tea bowl on his head and a ten-jin wooden barrel in each hand, squatting in a horse stance.

Not far away was a grand master's chair and a tea table. On the tea table was a pot of hot tea and a plate of fried peanuts. Jun Wulan sat on the grand master's chair, drinking hot tea while watching him.

Mu Jianlan had been in the horse stance for half an hour, his limbs were a little weak, and he stretched his bitter face and said: "Master, how many days will I have to do the horse stance?"

Seeing that Mu Jianlan lowered his left hand a little, Jun Wulan reached out and grabbed a peanut from the plate.

　Two later
　　
　
(End of this chapter)