Chapter 164, Want to fart (1 more)
It was the first time for grandma to eat stewed meat, and she only felt that her mouth was full of flavor. This venison is very tasty and soft. As long as you take one bite, you can't wait to have a second bite immediately.
Han Qiao only eats green vegetables, a big bowl, boiled in chicken soup, sweet and sizzling, and doesn't eat rice, just a bowl of green vegetables is enough.
Han Qiao is obviously sick now, and she can't eat anything else.
Heng Yi was a little worried, but seeing her ruddy face, he was a little relieved.
Walk after dinner to digest food.
Heng Yi told Han Qiao about the Ming family stealing vegetables.
"It seems that we need to arrange a few people to go to the village. Firstly, we really need suitable and capable people there. Second, we also need someone to guard there and do the farm work in the field. We can't ask uncles and brothers to help us with everything."
It's okay to come once in a while, but after a long time, people will not be happy in their hearts.
"I see that there is still a lot of wasteland on the side. We bought it to open up wasteland. Whether it is a field or a field, it will belong to our family after all."
Along the way, Han Qiao talked to Heng Yi in a soft voice.
Heng Yi has no comments.
"I can't help you with the restaurant matter, you can leave it to me to buy land and open up wasteland." Heng Yi said.
Han Qiao hummed.
As for those members of the Ming family, it is useless to report to the officials now. There is no one in the yamen, and it also gives the Ming family time to think about countermeasures.
Heng Yi and Han Qiao are not big treacherous people, let alone vengeance. They can't understand the attitude of the Ming family, and now they just take the opportunity to punish this kind of person. If this kind of person doesn't teach him a lesson, he will do it again next time. Come and steal.
Early in the morning on the fourth day, Heng Yi went into the mountain again with white tea.
When Ming's family came over, Han Qiao was talking to Butler Hu about harvesting spring bamboo shoots.
"Let them go, no see."
An ungrateful person, what is there to see?
Heng Mansion's gate was closed.
Uncle Ming waited outside with his two sons and several large baskets of vegetables.
These are all bought from villagers' homes, and the price is much more expensive than usual.
From the moment Uncle Ming met Han Qiao, he knew that she was an extremely powerful woman.
Before he came, he couldn't help but be a little lucky, thinking that the woman's heart was soft, and he didn't know that he couldn't even get in the door.
Looking at this magnificent house, Uncle Ming felt more and more uneasy.
"Dad..."
Uncle Ming silently glanced at his son.
I want to beat up these two bastards.
They are all married and fathers, and they even go to steal other people's food.
The news that Heng's Mansion was going to receive spring bamboo shoots, almost after the notice was posted, many people saw it.
Some people were watching, but some people had already started digging. At noon, they came to the back door of Heng Mansion.
Han Qiao took someone to see it in person, and they are very good-looking, all of them are yellow and pointed, and they cost a penny a catty.
Weigh the bamboo shoots and pay.
Han Qiao let everyone take a look at the bamboo shoots he bought. Basically, the standard will be the same for most of the next half month.
"Steamed bamboo shoots with pork at night."
Don't look like spring bamboo shoots, in fact, you still need to put them in a pot under cold water, add salt and cook them, scoop them up and put them in cold water, then cut them into appropriate pieces and stew them with pork, pork ribs, and pig's feet.
It doesn't mean that pork, ribs, and pig's feet are put together, but separated.
Bamboo shoots eat oil, so when stewing, there should be more meat in moderation.
This bamboo shoot can also be sliced directly, shredded and fried with last year's bacon, which is also extremely delicious.
Bamboo shoots, bacon, and green onions are mixed together to make buns, which are very delicious.
In order to take care of the grandma with bad teeth, the bamboo shoots and bacon were chopped very finely.
"After living a long time, I didn't know that there are so many ways to eat a bamboo shoot." Grandma couldn't help but sigh.
Grandpa waited intently for the buns to come out of the cage.
Heng Yi and Bai Cha's wild boar hunted yesterday is even more delicious when stewed with bamboo shoots.
The scent wafted to the next door, making the children cry.
Han Qiao heard the crying, unexpectedly, but also wanted to get along with the neighbors.
So I asked Aunt Zhao to take the cooks to make more and send some to the neighbors in a while.
A large pot of stewed bamboo shoots with wild pork was made, and a dozen baskets of steamed buns with bacon and bamboo shoots were made. Han Qiao asked Shulan and Duanyue to carry them.
When she went out, she saw the Ming family father and son waiting in the corner, Han Qiao glanced at them indifferently, and knocked on the courtyard door next door.
"you…"
"I made some food at home, and sent it to your master and wife to taste."
"Thank you, Mrs. Heng."
When Han Qiao came home, Uncle Ming immediately brought his two sons forward, almost instinctively or out of genuine fear, Uncle Ming brought his two sons to Han Qiao and knelt down to Han Qiao, "Please forgive me, madam."
Han Qiao looked at Uncle Ming, "You kneeling doesn't mean anything. I don't know if you have any repentance. After all, people are separated from each other."
"People like you, to be honest, don't deserve sympathy, because you are a habitual offender, and the top beam is not straight and the bottom beam is crooked. With a father like you, a son with shallow eyes like them is born."
"You are free after being redeemed by the Zhong family. They are already adults and know what they are doing. They must pay the price for what they did."
If it is a child of three or five years old, it can only be said to be playful. If a father is in his twenties, he cannot be playful, but greedy.
After finishing speaking, Han Qiao took Duan Yue and Shulan home.
Before leaving, Duan Yue took a few steps behind, looking at the three of them indifferently and coldly.
As if looking at the most disgusting maggots.
She opened her mouth to say something, but after thinking about it, it would be a waste of words to say anything like this.
Uncle Ming, father and son got up slowly.
"Dad..."
Uncle Ming looked at the two of them.
"It's my fault that I didn't teach you well. Go home and do whatever you want. You made a mistake and should be punished."
He used to be complacent about redeeming himself from the Zhong family.
But I don't want what they do, others will see it.
Ruthless, ungrateful, ungrateful.
No one will be soft-hearted or over-the-top to them.
Hengyi and Baicha's harvest today is still very good. Hengyi thought that his family would open a tavern, and the most lacking thing was meat, so he hunted four wild boars. He originally wanted to share a share with Baicha, but Baicha was not strong enough, so he simply had four wild boars. They all pick by themselves.
Bai Cha was stunned.
One wild boar is less than one or two hundred catties, and four wild boars are at least five hundred catties.
It was a bit difficult for Heng Yi to lift, but he was still able to move.
"Grandpa..."
"Actually, it's not too heavy to carry."
Bai Cha was so shocked by Heng Yi's words that he didn't want to say anything.
Is this a human language?
Go down the mountain to Zhuangzi, hang the wild boar on the horse, and lead the horse to walk home.
When I met Wen Yu and Gu Jiu at the gate of the city, they were very excited when they saw Heng Yi.
"Are you waiting for me on purpose?"
"You guessed it." Gu Jiu smiled, staring at the wild boar on Heng Yi's horse.
Envious, really envious.
They also understood that Heng Yi and them couldn't hunt anything, because there were too many people and the footsteps were heavy, and the beasts had already run away when they heard it.
"Heng Yi, how about we discuss something?"
(end of this chapter)
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