Out of friendship as a landlord, Su Youting invited, "Mr. Shen, my wife is cooking tonight, so you can stay for dinner too. Don't be offended by the simple fare of a farmer."
Many things were brought by others, so it would be inappropriate not to leave some behind.
Mr. Shen was very happy to stay a little longer, and carefully collected the few pieces of paper and prescriptions given by Ling Yun in his arms.
He has a happy smile on his face, he really looks like a Maitreya Buddha who is always smiling. He is also polite to others and has no airs. Even with Huzi and other young boys, he can chat for a long time.
No one felt as alienated from Mr. Shen as they did to Xie Yingying, and they quickly became one with each other.
Ling Yun packed up the paper and pen, sent the small table back to the coachman at the door, and invited people to come in for a sip of tea.
After a while, the coachman delivered a box of paper and a brand new pen, ink, paper and inkstone to Ling Yun. "Miss Ling, my master asked me to leave this for you. Write down whatever recipe comes to mind in the future."
These were not too valuable items, and Ling Yun happened to be in need of them, so he kept them without being polite and thanked them.
The ingredients suddenly became plentiful. Ling Yun did not think about being frugal today and cooked a lot of delicious food generously. Taking into account Master Shen's health, he used the chicken he bought before, added his own wolfberry, and Polygonum multiflorum to stew it. Pour some chicken soup and skim off the oil.
I cut some pieces of pumpkin and boiled some corn to serve as staple food for Mr. Shen, while they ate the big white steamed buns that some aunts had helped steam.
The half slice of pork was used to make a pot of fragrant stew, and a braised pork rib was served with refreshing celery mixed with vinegar and salt. The evening menu was complete.
The Su family was a mess and the space was limited. Those who came to help with the work gathered at a table there. Uncle Lin and the others sat at a table in the courtyard of the Lin family, and Mr. Shen and Mrs. Su Chen sat at the top table. .
Before he even moved his chopsticks, Mr. Shen felt his mouth watering when he smelled the aroma of the food, and his saliva began to secrete. He couldn't help but praise, "Aunt Su, you are so lucky. You have such a capable and capable daughter-in-law like Miss Ling. Look at this craftsmanship." , I feel like my cook is just here to mess around!"
Mrs. Su Chen also responded happily, "Yes, yes, I am blessed. That is because the children have met this noble man like you. The family has improved a lot now, otherwise I would be really afraid of wronging my daughter!" "
The guests and hosts were seated. Mr. Shen remembered that he still had some good wine in his carriage, so he asked the coachman to get it, and brought a jar to the table. "We have to pair good food with good wine. I happen to have some in the carriage."
It can be seen that Mr. Shen usually likes to drink a few sips. The wine he brought out was naturally not bad. Huzi cleverly went to bring the empty bowl early in the morning. The only people drinking at this table were Uncle Lin and There are three people, Master Shen and Su Youting.
Ling Yun looked over sideways and didn't say a word. Unexpectedly, Su Youting quickly stopped Hu Zi's hand from pouring the wine and said, "We have to work tomorrow, half a bowl is enough."
Mr. Shen also said with a wink and a dry smile, "It's just one bowl. I will drink less in the future, and try not to drink as much as possible."
It was Su Chen who helped to intercede, "It's okay. Building a house today is a happy event. I can drink today."
In this way, each of them got a bowl of wine, and they sipped it with cherished sips, unable to bear to pick it up to drink.
Uncle Lin took a sip and praised, "Good wine, really good wine."
Ling Yun also knew that this wine was really good. As soon as he opened the jar, the courtyard was filled with a strong aroma of wine.
Ling Yun thought that if there was any leftover wine in the evening, he could give it to Duan Jiabao, the little mountain god who had just taken office, as a celebration and to satisfy his craving.
During the dinner, the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves. Ling Yun casually asked about the general process of changing hands of the house in Anyuan City, and also inquired about the general situation of the haunted house.
As expected, Shen Liujia was full of business knowledge, so he said, "Why, Miss Ling is interested in that house and wants to settle in Anyuan County? That house is not stable, why not take a look at my unused place in Dongcheng?" Real estate, if you like to live in it first.”
Now Mr. Shen looks at Ling Yun not only as a gratitude to his benefactor, but now Ling Yun and him are probably partners in business, the greatest help to get to the next level.
Ling Yun didn't mean that, so he shook his head and declined, and everyone chatted for a while.
Mr. Shen wanted to start with the braised pork. After eating two pieces, he felt that it tasted better than the ones he had eaten in restaurants. It was indescribably fragrant and mellow, and it almost melted in your mouth. It didn't feel greasy at all. He couldn't help it. Just wanted to have another piece.
Ling Yun picked up a piece of spareribs with a relatively lean meat and sent it to her mother-in-law's bowl. It just blocked Mr. Shen's chopsticks from picking the meat. "Master Shen, eat less fat meat."
After speaking, he passed the plate with corn and steamed pumpkin in front of Shen Liujia, "These are the staple foods I specially prepared for you. They are good for your health!"
Su Chen was a little confused at first, but she was relieved when she saw that Mr. Shen didn't show any unhappy expression.
Su Youting also understood that Ling Yun did this entirely for the sake of Master Shen's health and did not say anything.
So, there was a scene on the dinner table. Three teenagers were eating a big steamed bun and a little oily stew. They ate so deliciously.
As a distinguished guest, Mr. Shen could only hold a big brown corn cob pitifully and chew it like a fat squirrel.
Fortunately, there is still a bowl of chicken soup to drink, otherwise I would really want to cry without tears!
After eating and drinking, it was about to get dark, and it was almost time to light the lamp. Shen Liujia and the coachman got up to leave. Ling Yun took the trouble to remind, "Master Shen, if you want to get twice the result with half the effort, you can walk a hundred steps after dinner. Rest again.”
It was rare for Shen Liujia to trust Ling Yun very much. He usually listened to his mother's words the most, but now Ling Yun was ranked second.
After getting on the carriage, Mr. Shen lifted the curtain on the window and kept telling Ling Yun, "Miss Ling, if you have nothing to do, please appreciate the pen, ink, paper and inkstone I gave you. It is the best Duan ink I carefully selected!" "
After sending Master Shen away, Ling Yun felt blessed. He walked into the main room and opened the pen and ink box given by Master Shen. The things were undoubtedly of very good quality. Duanmo was an ink pool carved into the shape of a landscape. You could smell it as soon as you opened it. To the faint fragrance of ink.
The paper was all thick, soft, white and well-cooked rice paper. I flipped through a few sheets and felt something was different in my hand. When I opened it, I saw that there was a one hundred tael silver note sandwiched between them.
Ling Yun smiled knowingly. He was probably afraid that if he gave it directly to him, he would not accept it like last time, so he put it directly in the rice paper. This Master Shen was really too polite.
But then I thought about it, the prescriptions I gave out today are definitely worth the one hundred taels of silver notes. Not to mention that Mr. Shen will use it for business, just for his own use, one hundred taels is not worth a hundred taels for rich people like them. That's not much.
She happened to need money now, so she carefully took out the banknote, put it in her arms, and left the room.
Su Youting was still counting materials in the yard, estimating whether they would be enough to build a house and build a fire pit and walls tomorrow.
Mrs. Su Chen was checking whether the vegetables delivered were enough for everyone to chew tomorrow. Ling Yun also hurried over to help.
He took the initiative to bring up the matter of the banknote, "Mom, Youting, just now I saw Master Shen put a banknote of one hundred taels in the pen and ink box."
"Mr. Shen is such a kind man! Give me so much."
"Mom, please leave this money with me first. I may use it later."
"Okay, okay, I'll just leave it with you. It's you who will be thanked." Mrs. Su Chen responded repeatedly.
