The pastoral life of the reborn farmer

Chapter 35

Shen Ling gasped and turned around. He admitted that he came to see Shen San not out of worry, but to look good. After all, neither the Mu family nor Shen San's friends knew about his relationship with Shen San. Gratitude and grievance, so it must be taken for granted that he, as a real brother, should take care of his younger brother, then, he will just act as if he is taking care of his younger brother, but he doesn't want Shen San to think about it for a while, and just want to lose himself in the exam. Put the blame on him!

Shen Ling walked out the door and was about to leave.

Zhao Wenjin just walked out of the door, saw Shen Ling coming out, and asked, "Huh? Brother Shen, are you leaving?" Zhao Wenjin was a little strange, and Shen Ling's face was not very good, and he seemed to be very angry.

"Is it because of... Zhuo Luo's grades?" Zhao Wenjin asked tentatively.

He always felt that Shen San was under a lot of pressure, especially before the exam. He was holding the book like a madman and didn't let go, but he didn't turn a page for a long time. Felt a little scary.

It must be that Zhuo Luo's family had high expectations for him, which made him so nervous. Now that Zhuo Luo has fallen off the list, Shen's elder brother must be very angry when he heard the news! But Zhao Wenjin felt that as a friend of Zhuo Luan, it was necessary to say something for his friend.

Zhao Wenjin cleared his throat and said, "Brother Shen, I shouldn't have said this originally, but Zhuo Luo has really tried his best, and he was very nervous before the exam. Well, he has worked very hard, but sometimes it depends on luck, and you can't do it because of this..."

Shen Ling looked at Zhao Wenjin with a smile, he couldn't say that Shen San suspected that he had used the power of the Mu family to tamper with his grades, only Neng said: "Which candidate is not under pressure? However, there is no way to fail the list. This kind of thing depends on the will of God. Although it will not work this time, as long as you work hard, you may be able to pass it next time! , doubt this speculation and that."

"Eh?" Zhao Wenjin didn't understand. Zhuo Luo gave up on himself and blamed others? Doubt speculation? !

In Zhao Wenjin's eyes, Zhuo Luo is a rare student who was born poor but not vulgar, has a good character, works hard in studies, and has a tough temperament. Therefore, he approached him and made good friends with him at the beginning. On the one hand, he hoped for his studies. When he was instructed, he approached Zhu Zhechi, but on the other hand, he admired his temperament. Now, his second brother told himself, Zhuo Luo was blaming others?

Shen Ling glanced at Zhao Wenjin and knew what he was thinking, so he didn't say more. What Shen San pretended to be had nothing to do with him, but Shen Ling accidentally glanced at the jade pendant on Zhao Wenjin's waist, which was engraved on it. A striking Zhao word made him suddenly think of a restaurant he went to today.

Shen Ling asked: "I went to a restaurant today. There is a brocade cloth hanging on the wall of the store, with the word Zhao embroidered on it, and Zhao's Tavern next to it. The jade pendant on the waist of little brother Zhao is..."

"Oh , This, this is what my father thought. He said that everyone in the aristocratic family outside has their own identity jade pendant. Although our family is not so rich and powerful, we can also put a Zhao on our family and industry. The brand of my family, so I engraved this jade pendant for me, the hotel that brother Shen went to should belong to my family!" Zhao Wenjin laughed, and the smile was quite sweet and proud. The elder brother of the Shen family seemed to be angry just now, but fortunately, he changed the topic in time.

"Oh, the food in your restaurant is pretty good." Shen Ling praised carelessly.

"Really?" Zhao Wenjin smiled more happily and sincerely, but also embarrassed, "Actually, it's not that good, my family is also farming, so I have opened two or three restaurants, which is a place to receive the production of the field, and The chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep raised by the tenant farmers do not cost money to buy goods, and the chef is a chef who is hired at random. How can it be so good, my family is not mainly engaged in business, and most of them rely on the rent of the tenant farmers." Zhao Wenjin thought that running a business is not a good idea. OK, one more sentence.

Scholars and peasants had distinct levels of business and industry, and his family always claimed to be a farmer, so his father always hoped that he could pass the exam and raise the rank of the family to become a scholar.

"The taste is good enough, it's already very good." Shen Ling said, at least when he went to other restaurants, he didn't have such emotion, although the food everyone made didn't taste very good.

The war has not ended for a long time. At this moment, the people of Jin are generally on the line of food and clothing, and various skills have been lost and declined a lot. The same is true of cooking skills. Except for some families who have inherited the cooking skills, the most common cooks cook food that tastes good. That's it, it's far from delicious. The Zhao family's restaurant gave a large amount, and the advantage was immediately apparent. Therefore, the Zhao family's restaurant was also the best business in the city.

"I also want to do the restaurant business. If I have the opportunity, I would like to visit Ling Zun." Shen Ling nodded slightly.

"Ah?" Zhao Wenjin was taken aback for a moment, is he robbing business?

Shen Ling added, "If possible, I also hope to be able to do better with the Zhao family restaurant. I will give me a few percent of the profit by providing recipes and money."

Zhao Wenjin didn't know how to answer for a while . , said stutteringly: "This kind of thing... My father never let me intervene, just let me... study hard, I don't know... that..."

"It's okay." Shen Ling smiled, "doing business It's not a good thing for a scholar to deal with, it's not good to say it out. You just need to remember this matter. If Ling Zun wants to come to me, you tell Ling Zun my address, and Ling Zun will naturally come to me. I live with my third brother. In the same village, when I asked about it in the past, I knew it, so you can just say it casually!"

"Uh...oh!" Zhao Wenjin nodded, his expression still veiled.

Shen Ling cupped his hands, "Then I'll take my leave, I hope to see Ling Zun come one day."

"Uh... oh!" Zhao Wenjin nodded in a daze.

Shen Ling returned to Mu Mansion, and when he passed the garden, he saw Han Shi running from the pavilion, ran to him, and stretched out his hand to stroke Shen Ling's slightly messy hair, "Have you gone to see the third brother? What did the third brother say?"

"Han Shi, don't use your hands! Ask the servants for a wooden comb!" Mu Hongjin also ran over, blushing, standing in front of Shen Ling, staring angrily at Han Shi .

Han Shi turned his head and looked at Mu Hongjin, "I...I..." He lowered his head again.

Shen Ling looked funny, and the third son was also interesting, but he liked the contact between the two. Han Shi had never dated anyone since he was a child, let alone had any friends. Since the third son Mu likes to be with Han Shi, he Of course he wouldn't stop him, even if the third son of Mu always made Han Shi nervous and flustered in his interactions with Han Shi, and scared him to the point of being speechless, Shen Ling wouldn't care.

In any case, he still felt that Han Shi still cherished this friend very much, and the third son of Mu should be one of the few people who is willing to take the initiative to contact Han Shi.

Because of this, Shen Ling was very fond of him!

"You guys play, I'll go back first." Shen Ling patted Han Shi on the shoulder and was about to go back to the room.

"Okay." Han Shi nodded.

Mu Hongjin laughed instantly, and seemed very satisfied with Shen Ling's sense of interest. Seeing that Shen Ling was walking away, he dragged Han Shi to the pavilion again, and said as he walked, "Come on, let's continue chatting, you can speak well. When talking about your affairs with Second Brother Shen, you should pay attention to the details, but you still haven't said why Second Brother Shen is so kind to you? You must have done something to be so spoiled."

Han Shi was helpless, he I really don't know why Shen Ling is so kind to him! He also wanted to know.

"I really didn't do anything."

"I don't believe it! Hurry up!"

"I just wash, wash, cook, and cook every day, and then I'm obedient, and then, there's nothing!"

"Cook? What do you cook?" Mu Hongjin was shocked, and he felt that he had grasped the point. Mother once said, a Women, must be able to cook for their husbands. Even women from large families will occasionally cook for their husbands. Thinking about it this way, Shuang'er is probably the same!

Could it be that Han Shi will cook a meal that attracts a man's heart!

"Han Shi! Teach me to cook!" Mu Hongjin suddenly grabbed Han Shi's arm and said seriously.

"Uh... ok... ok." Han Shi nodded.

After Shen Ling returned to the room, he found out the medical fee that the Mu family gave when Mu Hongyuan was almost healed, a whole stack of bank notes. Shen Ling politely declined twice and then took them all.

According to Mu Wu, this is a large part of Mu Hongyuan's savings for many years, because Mu Hongyuan likes to go out and spend money on women's sex, so when he went to the capital, Mu Hongyuan's private money was forcibly handed over to him. Mrs. Mu took care of her, so that she would not spend money indiscriminately in the capital and not study hard.

This time Mu Hongyuan was injured, in fact, he did it himself. How could the second son of the Mu family return to his hometown without asking someone to escort him back, but Mu Hongyuan spent the travel expenses given by his mother on the woman, and in the end only Mu Hong was the only one Yuan and his book boy were on the road, and this disaster happened. After Mu Hongyuan's injury was almost healed, the elders of Mu's parents also began to settle accounts against Mu Hongyuan.

Since Mu Hongyuan is still injured at the moment, he cannot be beaten or scolded, so punish him for copying books! Got hurt! Can't lift your arms, shut down? He's been locked up in the house the whole time! In the end, Mu Hongyuan's private house money was confiscated and turned into a consultation fee for Shen Ling.

Shen Ling was very embarrassed after hearing what Mu Wu said about it. No wonder Mu Hongyuan looked at him so sadly in those days, but he felt badly that he was happier with the money.

He has already negotiated the price of buying the restaurant, and the chef will not quit, but he must sign a ten-year sales contract and work with him for ten years, and the monthly payment is one or two silver, which is more than before. It doubled, and the chef happily agreed, promising that he would not leave the restaurant to work elsewhere in the next ten years. Because of the ten-year sales contract, Shen Ling can also rest assured that his recipe It won't be leaked for a few years. After all, the dishes he knows are relatively simple. If he can keep the recipe for a year or two, he is already very satisfied.

Shen Ling took out enough money to buy the restaurant and was about to go out. Han Shi had already returned.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Han Shi's expression seemed to hesitate, Shen Ling walked over and asked.

Han Shi hesitated for a moment and said, "Is the food I made delicious?"

Han Shi made the food? Shen Ling was stunned for a while, when do you not show loyalty at this time? ! Shen Ling's spirit was shocked, and he said firmly: "It's very delicious!" The tone was very generous and powerful, which instantly made Han Shi laugh.

"Really?"

"Of course! I've never eaten anything better than the food you cook. I won't be able to eat anyone who asks me to eat his food in the future. If it wasn't for the inconvenience of being outside, I would I especially want to eat the food you cook every day." Shen Ling said firmly.

"Is it so good?" Han Shi said embarrassedly.

"Of course!" Shen Ling continued to firmly support his daughter-in-law, "Not only is the food delicious, but the people are also good, diligent and lovely. I like Han Shi the most."

Han Shi lowered his head and blushed embarrassedly.

Outside the window, Mu Hongjin squatted on the ground with his fists clenched and listened to the conversation in the room, and became more and more determined to learn cooking skills from Han Shi. I wonder if there is a misunderstanding, Shen Ling is not so good to him because of Han Shi's cooking, but, listening to it now, it really is because of the cooking!

Maybe, mixed noodles tortillas and boiled dishes have a special attraction for men! Mu Hongjin thought.

"Okay, darling, I'm going out, is there any problem in Mu Mansion alone?" Shen Ling held Han Shi's face and asked worriedly, "Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid." Han Shi's eyes watered Runrun, full of brilliance, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'll go to the kitchen with Third Young Master later."

"Are you going to cook?"

"Yes." Han Shi nodded.

"Okay, you guys are having fun! Come on, I have to go out for a while. When I'm free, I'll take you out for shopping.

" Okay, don't worry about me."

"I know, the little stone is the best, darling! I'm leaving." Shen Ling rubbed Han Shi's recently smoother and more delicate face, slid down his neck and landed on the other side. On his shoulders, he was also wearing a black brocade suit. Mu Wu seemed to find that Han Shi looked good in black, and every piece of clothes he brought over was black.

In fact, Han Shi does look good in black! It's not the kind that looks exquisite and beautiful, but is very imposing. Black is already extravagant, and Han Shi is very suitable for this kind of extravagance. But no matter how you wear it, it looks like an ordinary rich family, just an ordinary rich boy.

After Shen Ling left quickly, Mu Hongjin also stood up and walked towards the door. Han Shi was still standing there with a blushing face. Mu Hongjin walked over and patted Han Shi on the shoulder, and said nervously: " I want to learn how to cook with you! I also learn tortillas!"

"Well, okay!" Han Shi nodded.

In the kitchen, Han Shi took a bowl of water and poured it straight into the cornmeal, poured it clean, kneaded the cornmeal into a mushy dough, and explained, "The noodles must be mixed first, and then put the bean dregs and wild vegetables, otherwise the noodles will have The little bumps are full of flour."

"Oh..." Mu Hongjin frowned, is this thing really edible? However, he believed in Han Shi. Mu Hongjin also took a bowl of water and poured it all into his own basin.

The real chef and helpers standing in the kitchen couldn't bear to look directly and turned their heads. The chef's heart was about to become a ball. Someone was cooking such disgusting things in front of him. I really can't help but say something, but the people in front of him are the third son and the distinguished guests in the mansion.

The chef turned away, out of sight and out of mind.

When Han Shi's finished product was out of the pot, Mu Hongjin's tortillas were also cooked, Han Shi leaned over and glanced at the cornmeal cakes in Mu Hongjin's pot, and said in surprise: "Yeah, if you put too much water, It collapsed."

Han Shi's pancake was still round, but Mu Hongjin's had flowed down with gravity and turned into an oval shape, sticking to the pan, and it was uneven. what shape.

"But it doesn't matter, you can eat it anyway." Han Shi smiled.

"Really?" Mu Hongjin was a little distrustful, does Shen Ling really like to eat this kind of thing?

Han Shi nodded and said seriously: "Yes! There is no problem, it can definitely be eaten, do you want to eat it?"

Mu Hongjin looked at the pancakes he made for a moment, after a long psychological struggle, shook his head, "No, I think I may have different tastes from men. Since Second Brother Shen likes this kind of pancake, it should be right. I believe you."

He didn't believe Han Shi once, and asked Han Shi to find Shen Ling to see if Shen Ling likes to eat what he made. It turns out that Shen Ling likes to eat Han Shi's pancakes, so he still believes in Han Shi. Bar! Mu Hongjin asked the servants to take out the pancakes and put them on a plate, and asked them to send one to his father, Mr. Mu, and another to Mu Hongyuan.

Mu Hongjin felt that he was treacherous, so he took the last plate of pancakes and left with Han Shi, and said in public that he wanted to try it himself, so he quickly ran away with Han Shi.

The servants in the kitchen stared at the two plates of weird, gray-black mixed dough and looked at each other, who was going to deliver it to the two masters? What if I was dragged out and broke my leg before I could say that it was the third son who sent it?

In the account room of Mu Mansion, Mu Wu was sitting at the desk playing with the abacus.

"Mu Wu." Han Shi was pushed forward by Mu Hongjin and called out in a daze.

"Master Han! Is there something wrong?" Mu Wu looked up, smiled casually, and lowered his head to go about his own business.

"The third son is looking for you, he is at the door." Han Shi said.

Mu Wu closed the ledger, stood up and said, "That's it!" and walked out.

"Third Young Master, what's the matter?" Mu Wu smiled.

"This is what I learned from Han Shi, you can try it!" Mu Hongjin put the plate into Mu Wu's hands, turned around and pulled Han Shi away.

Mu Wu held the plate in one hand, while the other hand stretched out and grabbed Mu Hongjin's arm, pulling the man in front of him forcefully, smiling respectfully: "What does the third son mean?"

Mu Hongjin pulled it down The arm, did not break free, and Mu Wu exerted a lot of force, he was in pain, Mu Hongjin pouted in dissatisfaction, and his eyes were a little erratic. "It doesn't mean anything! It's just for you to eat!"

"Since you want to feed me, shouldn't you wait until I finish eating and tell you how I feel before you can leave?"

"Ah?" Mu Hongjin was stunned, "Is that so?"

"Yes!" Mu Wu nodded. Head, "This is etiquette. It seems that the person who teaches the third son doesn't care! How can someone just put a plate of food and run away? At least wait for someone to finish eating and ask if it's delicious? Before leaving."

Mu Hongjin After thinking about it, it seems to be the same, so he let go of Han Shi and walked towards the house. Mu Wu saw that Mu Hongjin was not leaving, so he let go, and Han Shi followed.

After Mu Wu entered the room, he put the plate on the table and didn't move. The two people in front of him sat neatly on the chair beside him, with their legs together and their hands on their knees, looking straight at him. Sitting in front of the desk, Mu Wu asked seriously, "Why did the third son remember to learn to make things? Is it the wife's intention? Since I want to learn, then I will find a master for the third son to learn it seriously."

"No, no Mu Hongjin stood up abruptly, "I just learn casually, there is no other meaning, don't tell my mother that I want to learn cooking, I don't want to learn cooking, I only like poetry, calligraphy and painting."

Of course Mu Wu Knowing that Mu Hongjin only likes poetry, calligraphy and painting, otherwise he would not dress up like a little scholar all day long, nor would he be quite famous because of his poems, and he also knew that Mu Hongjin had been pestering him these days. What is the fundamental purpose of Han Shi?

In the entire Mu Mansion, as long as there are servants, there are his ears and eyes. As long as someone hears the news, it can reach his ears, even if it is only a few words, but there is a lot of news gathered, and he can naturally guess Mu Mu. The fundamental purpose of Hongjin.

To be honest, when he guessed that Mu Hongjin wanted to get the skills of how to please his husband from Han Shi, he was going crazy. Sure enough, when the third son was old, his mind began to change in this direction, and he would never again. Not the well-behaved third son when he was a child, but he also started to study this kind of thing wholeheartedly, and even started to study such a thing before he even made a decision.

Mu Wu has been waiting for an opportunity to interrupt Mu Hongjin's mind for the past few days, but he didn't want Mu Hongjin to suddenly run over with a plate to give him something he made. In the stormy sea, he tapped his fingers on the table anxiously, and looked at Mu Hongjin with a calm expression, as if he was still the calm and steady Butler Mu.

"Why did the third son remember to cook?" Mu Wu's expression seemed a little puzzled.

"No, it's just... it's..." Mu Hongjin lowered his head and couldn't help but say, "Hurry up and eat! Don't keep talking." After eating, he could leave, and Mu Hongjin kept on the chair. It seems to be very uncomfortable to move.

"Master Han, please go back first! I have something to say to the third son."

"Uh, okay." Han Shi stood up, glanced at Mu Hongjin, and walked out the door.

Mu Wu walked over and closed the door, came back, and stood in front of Mu Hongjin, "What is it? There are no outsiders."

Mu Hongjin's eyes were red, "You ignore me, I talk to you, and you don't talk to me either. I've spoken well, you still don't let me call you fifth brother." Mu Hongjin complained bitterly of Mu Wu's crimes, why did he do so many things if it wasn't to restore the previous intimate relationship with Mu Wu. Originally it was Mu Wu's fault, why did he have to serve him first and make food for Mu Wu to eat, the more Mu Hongjin thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt.

"Because there is a difference between our master and servant! We are all grown up, what does it look like to call me fifth brother again, and, I still think, I will be your dowry servant in the future, do you want to call me when you arrive at your husband's house? Fifth brother? What does it look like?" Mu Wu said in a hoarse voice.

"You want to be my dowry? Dad won't agree! Dad said he wanted you to stay in the Mu residence!" Mu Hongjin was taken aback.

"Where I want to stay is not for adults to decide." Mu Wu said seriously.

Mu Hongjin was dumbfounded and speechless. Mu Wu's words were too outrageous. With just these words, the Mu family could beat him to death, and no one would say anything more.

"But I don't want to be a dowry for you now."

"Why?" Mu Hongjin's eyes turned red again. It's okay to ignore him. He can understand if he doesn't let the fifth brother be called. Now, do you want to completely divide the boundaries with him!

"Because, do you know that Han Shi cooks for Shen Ling, and in what capacity does he do it?"

"Er?" Mu Hongjin was stunned. Are there many differences? He knew that Han Shi was Shen Ling's husband, and he and Mu Wu were just good friends, but there shouldn't be much difference! Moreover, Han Shi was the only person he could find to help him regain the fifth brother's heart.

"So you know, you told me that you made pancakes for me, how do I feel?"

Mu Hongjin felt that something was wrong, as if he had done something wrong, so he couldn't help lowering his head, "I'm sorry. I'm wrong, don't tell your mother."

"No, you're right, it's me."

He couldn't ignore the moment when he heard Mu Hongjin say that he had cooked food for him, he left in despair It's been too long, and suddenly seeing a ray of light, even if it's just a misunderstanding, it's just a flash in the pan, and he can't help but tremble.

He is destined to be like a moth, even if his body is shattered, he wants to hold that gleam of light again.

"Fifth brother?" Mu Wu's expression seemed a little scary, and Mu Hongjin was a little nervous.

"It's Mu Wu."

"I'm sorry, Mu Wu, what's wrong with you?" Mu Hongjin asked.

"It's okay. What are you doing? Let me taste it." Mu Wu stood up and turned around, bowing his head to prevent Mu Hongjin from seeing his expression again. He seemed to be out of control.

"Yes." Mu Hongjin nodded.

Mu Wu walked over and then noticed what Mu Hongjin sent. What kind of thing is this? !

"Hurry up and try it! Shen Ling especially likes to eat this, you should like it too!" Mu Hongjin was a little excited.

Almost no one in the Mu family did not know about Shen Ling pampering his husband, or there was no one who was not blinded by these two people. Mu Wu naturally knew better. Hearing this, his heart was agitated again, "Okay. , I'll try

it." Mu Wu stuffed the strange mixture into his mouth, and after a long time, Mu Hongjin couldn't help but ask, "Is it delicious?"

"Special! No! Good! Eat!" Mu Wukang Strong way.