Li Yuan cooked the lunch meal by herself. Since Li Rui didn't buy much, she cooked three home-cooked dishes.
An omelette with tofu, stir-fried pork with cabbage, and pickled beans with minced meat.
As for soup, it is rice soup before simmering the rice.
Considering that the two men might have big appetites, Li Yuan cooked more rice or stir-fried vegetables.
Xie Yanzhi had forgotten how long it had been since he had eaten food cooked in his own kitchen.
Although the food cooked by Li Yuan tastes good, it is not as good as the chefs in the restaurant.
But in his heart, it was comparable to delicacies from mountains and seas, leaving a fragrance in his teeth and cheeks.
By the time everyone was full and full, the rice in the pot and the vegetables on the plate were all gone.
Xie Yanzhi sighed with satisfaction: "It would be great if I could eat Yuanyang Niang's cooking at home every day!"
As soon as he said this, Li Rui, who was already very satisfied with his meal, instantly sat upright and stared at him warily.
Good guy, Yuan Niang just wanted to save money on eating out, so she cooked a meal at his house, and he wanted to eat it every day.
What does he mean? Do you want Yuanniang to marry him so that she can cook for him in the future?
Before, she called her a big girl, but after one meal, she changed her name to Yuan Niang.
Who allowed him to call him that?
Yes, although he is a nice person and his family is well off.
But he is so unlucky. If Yuan Niang marries him and he is unlucky enough to die, what will Yuan Niang do?
Is it so easy to be a widow?
No, no matter what, he cannot be allowed to have the idea of marrying Yuanniang.
"If Xie Xiucai wants to eat Yuan Niang's cooking every day, that's easy. Once Yuan Niang's noodle stall opens, you can go over and take care of the business every day, and it will be great if you can have a bowl of noodles!"
Xie Yanzhi didn't think much about it at all. When he heard Li Rui's words, he said along the way: "Well, I have this idea. I eat out all day long, and it's not just eating anywhere. Instead of earning money for others, it's better to have more money." Take care of Yuan Niang’s business.”
As he said that, he looked at Li Yuan who was helping to clear away the dishes: "Sister, I'll call you Yuan Niang like everyone else, right? Does your stall only sell pasta?"
How about steaming some rice and frying some vegetables later? Then I can have three meals a day at your place. As for the money, I will give you fifty cents a day for food, and you can make arrangements accordingly.
Of course, if I want to eat something, especially meat, that’s extra money. "
At the current stall, a large bowl of plain noodles costs five cents, and a bowl of meat noodles with a few slices of meat costs eight cents.
His fifty cents equaled about seventeen cents for a meal, which was enough for a good meal in a small restaurant.
Giving so much actually means taking care of you.
If Li Yuan sets up a stall to sell by herself, she will definitely have to eat at the stall from morning to night, which means she will have to eat at the stall in the morning and at noon.
If you eat it by yourself, you definitely can’t eat noodles for every meal, you have to mix it with some rice or something.
When she heard that Xie Yanzhi was so generous in giving fifty cents a day, she agreed.
"Okay, I'll charge you fifty cents a day and give you three meals. No matter if you come to eat or not, the money will not be refunded. Even if I close the stall early in the afternoon, your dinner will definitely be prepared in advance."
Wang Can on the side thought of the snow disaster and asked additionally: "Sister Yuan, what if it rains or snows and we can't come here?"
"Then it won't be collected until the day it comes."
Xie Yanzhi was very happy and planned to take out the one tael of silver that Li Yuan had given him before and make a reservation for twenty days.
However, no matter how hard he put his hands in his sleeve pockets, he couldn't find the silver, and then he remembered that he didn't have any money on him.
When Li Yuan saw this, she sighed helplessly and looked at Wang Can, who was holding a bowl and preparing to wash it.
"Canniang, you wash the dishes. I'll help Brother Xie find where the money went."
Now Wang Can has a clear understanding of Xie Yanzhi's misfortune.
Hearing this, he nodded, and while taking the dishes to the kitchen, his eyes did not forget to look left and right on the ground.
Maybe the heroine was just lucky. No, before she reached the kitchen door, she suddenly shouted: "I found it, Sister Yuan, I found the silver."
When Li Yuan and Xie Yanzhi came out, Wang Can had already returned the bowl to the kitchen and walked out again.
Without waiting for her to point out the location, Li Yuan also saw it.
The silver fell in the courtyard not far from the well. Apparently, he dropped it when he came out to help.
Fortunately, the door of Xie's family was closed and no outsiders came, otherwise the money would definitely be gone.
Xie Yanzhi looked at the silver in Li Yuan's hand and his eyes flashed.
Ever since he had bad luck, he couldn't keep any money on him and would usually lose it.
And if he loses it, he can't find it back, even at his own home.
But today, he actually got his money back.
By the way, when he was eating just now, he ate in a hurry and didn't seem to choke.
I never choked when I drank rice soup.
How long has it been since he had a smooth meal?
If he hadn't seen the money picked up just now, he wouldn't have thought about it.
However, maybe he is overthinking?
In fact, he was still very unlucky today. He fell down twice, and the ink ruined a piece of paper he wrote about the story.
Also, the money was lost.
Well, look again, look again.
The reason why eating went so smoothly today may be an accident!
Shuiyun Village
Mrs. Liu and her husband, Old Man Wang, had been running around for several days, and then they returned home feeling exhausted.
Along the way, she was thinking about how to deal with the fact that her daughter-in-law would starve to death after not coming home for many days.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the house, she thought that Li Yuan's body was already stinking, but it didn't happen.
And her son, who was supposed to be working in the teahouse, was lying at home with his hands hanging and a dejected look on his face.
"Dongsheng, why are you at home? What's the matter with the injury on your hand?"
Mrs. Liu's voice was sharp. While saying this, her eyes did not forget to scan around.
After watching for a long time, I couldn't see where the bitch Li Yuan was, let alone the two girls she gave birth to.
It's really strange. She has been out for so many days and locked several doors before leaving. Where is Li Yuanren, is she dead?
"Mom, you are finally back!!"
Liu Dongsheng suddenly sat up from the bed. When he saw his mother coming back, he couldn't help but want to cry.
God knows how he got through these days.
Everyone in the village despised him, saying that he was cruel to the Liu family, did unscrupulous things, and ruined the reputation of his people and the village.
He didn't dare to go out. Whenever he went out, someone would point his nose at him.
But he couldn't go out. He injured his hand and couldn't work, so he had to take leave.
But this request will take a long time, and when he is ready, his employer may not want him.
Faced with clan members who came to his house every now and then to collect debts, no matter how much he promised, it would be useless to wait until his mother came back to pay them back.
He had no choice but to find Liu Donglin, the village chief, as a guarantee to help appease the clan members.
The price he paid was that during the period of recuperation, Liu Donglin's youngest son had to take over the work in the teahouse, and he would return it to him after the year when his hand healed.
