Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 167 Chapter 167: Mistress is so kind

"Master, the bunny buns you made are really delicious."

The steamed buns made of old noodles made by Shen Qingcheng were fluffy, and Mu Jianlan was hungry at the moment, so he could finish a bunny steamed bun with three or five swipes.

The expression on Mu Jianlan's face was a little unsatisfactory after finishing a bunny bun, but he was embarrassed to speak when he thought that Shen Qingcheng and his wife made these buns for sale.

Shen Qingcheng glanced at him in the midst of her busy schedule, and saw that he and Jun Yiluo made a movement when they were not full - licking the corners of their mouths with their tongues.

"Want to eat scallion pancakes, meat buns, or a bunny bun?"

Shen Qingcheng smiled and asked him.

Mu Jianlan replied with a restrained face: "Thank you, Mrs. Shi, give me a scallion pancake."

The smell of pancakes wafting from the pan also induced Mu Jianlan to lick the corner of his mouth subconsciously.

Shen Qingcheng gave him a scallion pancake, and told him: "The pancake is a bit hot, eat it slowly."

"Hey, isn't this the young master of the Mu family?"

A person watching from Shen Qing's orange cake stand recognized Mu Jianlan.

"You have misunderstood the person, the young master is not the young master of the Mu family."

Mu Jianlan was afraid of being arrested and returned to the Mu Mansion, so he hurriedly covered his face with the half-bitten scallion pancake.

But the man said relentlessly: "You are the young master of the Mu family. When the young lady of the Mu family gave the porridge, young master, you were by the young lady's side at that time. I will not admit my mistake."

Mu Jianlan had no choice but to remove the half of the cake that was covering his face, and whispered to the man, "You just need to know that I'm here, don't yell so that others can hear you."

After finally waiting for his parents to go out to run errands, he had the opportunity to escape Mr. Wenjiao's morning class and sneak out to play. He couldn't be caught by the servants of Mu's mansion so quickly.

"Ah."

The man nodded following Mu Jianlan's words, then pointed to the half piece of scallion pancake in Mu Jianlan's hand and asked, "Master Mu, is this pancake delicious?"

Mu Jianlan said: "The scallion pancakes made by my wife are of course delicious."

"Master Mu, even you think the scallion pancakes here are delicious, so the scallion pancakes here must be delicious."

After Mu Jianlan finished speaking, the man suddenly raised his voice, and everyone around the stall heard him.

The Mu family has done a lot of good deeds in Xiliang Town these years. Old Master Mu even paid for a private school in Xiliang Town. The people of Xiliang Town love the Mu family and Old Master Mu very much. After a few words, the people near Shen Qing's orange cake stand all looked at Mu Jianlan.

Mu Jianlan suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention, and said a little annoyed: "You all stare at what I am doing, is it because my teacher's wife sells cakes and steamed buns? Are the cakes and steamed buns not delicious? I tell you, my teacher's wife sells The cakes and steamed buns here are very fragrant, and our cooks in the Mu Mansion can't make this taste."

"Little lady, so you are young master Mu's mistress."

Without waiting for Shen Qingcheng's answer, another person said: "Since this stall is opened by Mrs. Mu's wife, you must support me a lot."

The relationship between Shen Qingcheng and his wife and Mu Jianlan spread all of a sudden, and more and more people came to line up in front of the cake stand. The love of Mu's mansion, and the scallion pancakes made by Shen Qingcheng are really delicious. After more than an hour, the tens of catties of dough brought by Shen Qingcheng were sold out, and there were still people who queued up but couldn't buy it.

Shen Qingcheng glanced at the customers who had been queuing for a long time but couldn't buy anything, so she had no choice but to apologize: "I'm really sorry, the ones I brought today are sold out. If you want to eat my scallion pancakes, you can only buy them." It’s time for the big fair next time.”

With Mu Jianlan around, those people were a little unhappy after queuing for a long time but couldn't buy anything, but they didn't anger Shen Qingcheng and his wife.

"Young master Mu, today is really thanks to you, the business of my bakery is so good."

Shen Qingcheng secretly wrapped two bunny buns in greased paper and hid them in her sleeves, and waited for the people who queued up and failed to buy anything to leave before she took out the greased paper bags from her sleeves and handed them to Mu Jianlan with a smile on her face. .

The oil-paper bag opened its mouth slightly, Mu Jianlan saw a rabbit ear protruding, raised his head and looked at Shen Qingcheng excitedly.

"Master, haven't the bunny buns been sold out?"

Shen Qingcheng said: "I just saw that you seem to like these bunny buns very much, so I secretly hid two of them."

"Thank you, Mistress, you are so kind to me, Mistress."

Mu Jianlan took the oiled paper bag with joy but didn't eat it. He squeezed the opening of the oiled paper bag and held it carefully in his hand.

Shen Qingcheng said: "Why don't you eat it?"

Mu Jianlan said: "Grandpa and mother will definitely like such delicious and beautiful steamed buns. I want to take them back for my grandpa and mother to taste."

Such a filial child.

Shen Qingcheng looked at Mu Jianlan with a smile in her eyes.

No wonder Brother Jun likes this kid so much.

"Young master, hurry up and eat while it's hot. Tomorrow, I'll make some bunny buns, and I'll ask Brother Jun to bring them to the Mu Mansion for Mrs. Mu and the others to taste."

Mu Jianlan ate a scallion pancake and a bunny steamed bun just now. After staying with Shen Qingcheng and his wife in the cold wind for so long, a pancake and a bunny bun couldn't stand the consumption. Hearing what Shen Qingcheng said, he I took another bunny bun to eat.

"Master, you don't have to be so polite with me, just call me Jianlan."

"Don't get close to your mistress."

Jun Wulan forcibly interrupted his conversation with Shen Qingcheng with a straight face.

"Tell me honestly, did you skip Mr. Wenjiao's morning class?"

Mu Jianlan was a little in awe of Jun Wulan, and when Jun Wulan made a sound, he lowered his head and stopped eating the steamed buns.

"Master, it's not that I want to skip class, but I've already recited the thousand-character prose taught by Mr. Wenjiao fluently. Would you like me to recite it for you and my wife to listen to?"

"no need."

Jun Wulan believed Mu Jianlan's words.

Although this child is naughty, he is the smartest child he has ever seen. He can teach a boxing technique once, and this child can remember most of it. A mere thousand-character prose should not be difficult for this child.

"After closing the stall with your mistress, we have to buy some things while there is no market. You follow us first, and I will take you back to Mu Mansion later."

This sentence hit Mu Jianlan's heart.

"Yes, master, I will definitely not make trouble for master and wife."

After eating a bunny bun, he wrapped the remaining one in oiled paper, carefully put it in his arms, and then helped Shen Qingcheng and his wife pack their things.

Seeing that he, a young master, packed his things in a decent way, Shen Qingcheng smiled and said: "Jianlan, you know these things."

Mu Jianlan said: "My mother taught it. My mother said that the men of the Mu family have to go to the living room and the kitchen. Although I can't cook yet, I can do the dishes and clean up."

Shen Qingcheng smiled when she heard Mu Jianlan's words, and felt that Mu Shao's wife, Mu Baishi, was really a wonderful person.

In this day and age, the mothers of ordinary families still teach their sons to stay away from the kitchen, but it happens that a noble lady of the Mu Bai family instilled in her son that a man should be in a high-class hall and a kitchen. It is difficult to describe how interesting Mu Bai's family is.

　I wish you all a happy New Year's Day
　　
　
(End of this chapter)