Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

Biquge www.ltnovel.com, the fastest update of the latest chapter of Wangjia Peasant Woman: Raising Buns and Making Riches!

Gu Chunzhu has been busy in the kitchen for a long time, stewed small crucian tofu soup, fried cabbage mushrooms, braised grass carp, fried pork miscellaneous meat, and meatballs and vegetable soup. Because of the amount of ingredients, she made enough country The masters and subordinates of the government are enough to eat.

The book came to Wei Xingzhi with a food box, and the Scud ran back very quickly.

The servants in the Kuo Gong Mansion and the Gu Chunzhu couple have sat together, and everyone sincerely admired the dishes made by Gu Chunzhu.

"It's so delicious. It's more delicious than what the cook in our house cooks. If you come to our government office to work, the monthly money is not low."

"Don't rob, don't rob, let me take a bite of this liver, it's really not smelly yet fragrant."

"I thought about the dishes my mother made, all hot dishes that just came out of the pot, which are like the dishes we cooked in the house, and the good food is the cold dishes and cold meals left by the master."

Everyone sat around a table and talked while eating.

The book rushed in and hurried to the edge of the stove to fill himself with a bowl of rice, and pressed down desperately, "You are too kind, I'll go to give the little boy dinner , Excessively, you must know that this maid is me, please come back and cook for you...you...slow down, I haven't eaten...that."

He was too late to say a few words because he was vaguely fighting for food.

Gu Chunzhu was injured on the buttocks, so I was afraid to sit down and take away the scabs on the buttocks. It was also interesting to stand and watch them grab the vegetables. I just hope to have a good relationship with these people and wait for tomorrow to find Xiaocheng. .

The meal was emptied after a short meal.

"You hungry wolves, can't you eat enough in the house?" The book came to a bowl of rice, and when it came back, it saw that there were few dishes left and complained angrily.

The other man said helplessly, "Brother Shulai, you are waiting by the boy's side. Why do you want to grab these meals with us?"

"Well, I like the food made by my aunt. Can I do it?" Shulai pours the fish soup into the bibimbap. When pouring the soup, a piece of fish is caught in the soup. The corners of his lips are high and happy. Up.

Gu Chunzhu looked at them enough and said, "Anyway, there are so many dishes. I'll go fry you a dish and fry an egg."

"Woo, woo, ma'am, you are so good." The head of the book is almost buried in the bowl.

A few people who had eaten almost talked about it, and most of them were old people in the house. Only this time they had the opportunity to be taken out. They looked at the book and got a good appetite. Don't wait for the young son, this time, the youngest son did not bring a close-fitting boy."

"Someone is waiting... cough cough cough..." The book came to say the leak, almost looked up to see Su Wangqin's dark eyes, almost choked to death by the rice in his mouth.

He tried to swallow the food in his throat and said, "Where the little boy needs me to serve, he will let me eat when he is distressed."

"The young man seems to have a good appetite lately. I saw you put two full bowls of rice in his food box." Another man said again.

The forehead of the book can't help but pick. Can these two people not eat two bowls of rice? Why did this group of people keep grasping this? If they say that they are leaking, the couple called Gu Chunzhu know, the son must pick himself The book was terrible, and the book came frightened with a chill.

He took a sip of rice and suppressed, and said, "The son has grown up recently."

After the dinner was over and safe, Gu Chunzhu and Su Wangqin returned to the room to sleep, thinking about finding Xiaocheng, and the hard sleep of this bed, the couple hardly fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Gu Chunzhu wanted to cook breakfast. When he arrived at breakfast, he saw that the inside was crowded with people, and he looked like he was dressed in various houses.

"Auntie, Auntie..." The book came over and saw Gu Chunzhu in the crowd. "Let's stop making breakfast. Now people from all the provinces have come to the summer resort. Xiaozao, our little son did not pick, the people in the village gave me food."

"That's right, is the son going to hunt in the morning? Then we wait for the prey to make some delicious food!" Gu Chunzhu looked at so many people and didn't want to fight, so he went back and forth with the book. Hunting is forbidden that Xiaocheng will come!

Gu Chunzhu thought to return to the room with the book.

The Zhuangtou of Yunwu Mountain Villa has already delivered breakfast. Su Wangqin greeted Gu Chunzhu in the house. After the book came to call people back, he said, "The little boy wants me to serve, I will go first, you are free."

Gu Chunzhu walked over and sat down at the table. The breakfast from Zhuangtou was simple. The large, round white-faced buns, a few dishes, a pickled radish, a bean curd, and a dried salted fish.

"Wang brother, what should I do today?" Gu Chunzhu asked after taking a bite of the bun. He didn't go out yesterday, and the terrain of Yunwu Mountain Villa was unfamiliar.

"When you went to the stove just now, I went out and turned around. The hunting forest in Yunwu Mountain Villa was surrounded by a net of iron. Presumably, the large prey inside was cleaned up by the hunters for the hunting of these young sons. Find an opportunity to go in." Su Wangqin said.

Gu Chunzhu nodded, speeding up the speed of breakfast, and sometimes the man was more appropriate.

After breakfast, the two arrived in the hunting paddock.

"It's really majestic, it's a sweat BMW sent by the border, and see how fast this horse is." The next door guarding the side of the paddock whispered, Gu Chunzhu and Su Wangqin saw the brothers had just entered.

Gu Chunzhu grabbed a person and asked, "What is the sweat of BMW, which one does the younger brother tell me?"

"Go inside, it was the horse, the emperor's elder Sun Qi, did you see it?" The man gave Gu Chunzhu a finger.

It was a black, tall and mighty horse. Immediately, a Qingjun young man was sitting, with a single back view, and his eyebrows fluttered in his coat.

She tightened the hands of others, "Wang brother, we'll be late."

"It's okay, let's see if we can get in..." Su Wangqin also looked at his son's back, but the Yulin Army was still guarded around the iron net.

Gu Chunzhu's heart was also quieter. They could go in and they would come out from here. She was waiting on the side and suddenly saw a person.

She grabbed the clothes from the book and asked, "Why are you here, isn't the son of a family who can bring a waiter in and help pick up the prey that was shot."

"Well..." The book touched his nose.