After Xia Liang wrote the informant letter to the hero's little cousin, she started cooking, and asked Zhang Han to go out and send it out for her.
In this ancient time, if you want to send a message, there is no such thing as a post station, but it is very slow and easy to lose.
Xia Liang can't do anything now, he can only pray in his heart that this letter can reach the other party's hands smoothly.
After eating, the two built a stove again. Xia Liang was busy all afternoon, and finally got some things that needed to be used.
"Zhang...Brother Zhang, it's hot today, I'll make cold noodles for you tonight, okay?" Xia Liang wiped the sweat off his face, feeling that his face was getting hot.
Now, even if she doesn't have any skills, her little face is flushed red, and the blink of her little eyes is very attractive.
"Oh...ok..." Zhang Han replied in a daze, feeling that they had only lived together for a day, and it was completely different.
The three meals a day are not only served by someone and prepared for him, but also very delicious, simply delicious.
Not only that, but the deserted little courtyard where he was alone had become much more lively and more like a home because of the addition of Xia Liang.
Turning around, looking at the newly built stove and the newly built stone table in the small courtyard, Zhang Han looked at Xia Liang again, his heart was full and warm.
However, thinking of Xia Liang's talent and her ability to read and write, Zhang Han couldn't help but feel worried, fearing that Xia Liang would leave him soon and would never stay here at all.
He...he is just a hardworking country man. If there are other better men who realize that Xia Liang is good, he has no ability to keep Xia Liang.
Thinking about it this way, the good mood just now disappeared suddenly, and the whole person felt a little bored.
"Brother Zhang, this cold noodle...don't you like it?" Seeing that he was out of his mind and eating something, as if he was eating dirt, Xia Liang couldn't help frowning, and asked.
What happened to her cooking effort that turned her family into this 'wife is about to run away' like a dead fish.
"Ah?" Zhang Han was asked by her, and he immediately came back to his senses, shook his head quickly, and praised hastily,
"Good...delicious! Delicious! It's so good to eat this on a hot day. It's cool and comfortable. It's the first time I've eaten this kind of thing... Xia Meizi, you are amazing!"
When Xia Liang heard what he called her, she complained speechlessly in her heart. This time, she finally corrected her, "Brother Zhang, you...you can just call me Liangliang from now on...what is my name, Sister Xia, it sounds so awkward. ..."
Zhang Han glanced at her, his ears turned red, he buried his head in eating the noodles, and responded in a low voice.
Xia Liang felt that it was a little difficult to guess the thoughts of others in this life, it was inevitable to be honest and shy.
However, this stuffy gourd's temperament is really boring, he keeps everything in his heart and doesn't say it out.
She didn't want to push too hard. Seeing his flustered look, Xia Liang felt guilty for bullying him for no reason.
Seeing that he was full, Xia Liang looked at the sky, it was still very bright. In this season, the days are long, the nights are short, and the nights are dark.
"Brother Zhang, you also think this noodles are delicious, don't you?" Xia Liang was not in a hurry to clean up the dishes, but asked with a blushing face.
"Hmm! It's delicious! You're still full!" Zhang Han nodded heavily, expressing his agreement.
"Do you think if I sell this cold noodles to Yipinxian Restaurant, they will take it?" Xia Liang continued to ask, with a look of anxiety and embarrassment on his face.
After Zhang Han was stunned for a moment, he was a little stunned, then nodded again, and said, "The cold noodles are not available in that restaurant, I... I think I should ask for it. If not, let's go and ask together?"
"Zhang...Brother Zhang, I made a lot of cold noodles, and I still have some left over. If not, you can take it and ask for me, is that okay?" Xia Liang blushed and looked at him, her eyes watery, with A little plea.
"You did this, you...you don't want to go in person?" Zhang Han was stared at by her like this, let alone to sell noodles, he would agree even if he put in the frying pan, but he was a little puzzled why Xia Liang didn't go in person go.
"I... I don't have a husband's house now, so I have to be more careful, the restaurant is too crowded, I don't want to go..." Xia Liang lowered her head, blushed, and whispered embarrassedly.
Hearing what she said, Zhang Han was particularly pleased with it. His eyes softened a little when he looked at her, and he immediately assured her, "Don't worry, I'll go right away."
"Thank you Brother Zhang." Xia Liang smiled at him happily, went to the kitchen and put the noodles in a bowl, and put the seasonings separately, and explained to Zhang Han how to season and mix the noodles.
After confirming that he had written it all down, Xia Liang said again, "Brother Zhang, if the people in the restaurant want to buy it, you can just ask how much money they are willing to give. I will teach them the method of noodles and seasoning, and promise Don't tell anyone else."
"Okay, I'll write it down!" Zhang Han responded, and went out with his things.
Xia Liang waited for him to leave, cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, then went to the shop in front and carefully looked at the finished products inside.
Picking up a sickle, Xia Liang looked at it, waved it in his hand twice, and couldn't help frowning.
Really hard to use.
Seeing that it was the season of harvesting wheat, the demand for the sickle also increased greatly. However, the current sickle is too difficult to use, hard to use, labor-intensive, and not sharp.
It is recommended that Wenren change the forging method of this scythe. If it is done well, it is also a good profit.
It's just that it's too tiring to work on the iron every day and be alone.
Before it even started, Xia Liang was already worrying about whether his man would be tired, instead of thinking about him wanting to make more money.
After a while, Zhang Han's face was flushed, and he came back with some excitement.
As soon as he entered the shop and saw Xia Liang, he rushed to her and said excitedly, "Sister Xia, do you know how much money the shopkeeper of the restaurant gave?"
Seeing him like this, Xia Liang also smiled, didn't ask how much money, but blushed and blamed, "Brother Zhang, I want you to call me Liangliang..."
"Oh... oh, that... is cool," Zhang Han shouted, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, and then said excitedly,
"Yes... fifteen taels... I can save so much money in more than half a year. Liang Liang, you are really good. You can earn so much money with a bowl of cold noodles..."
"It's just luck..." Xia Liang paused, looked up at him, and said shyly, "When I get the silver, I'll give it to Brother Zhang, thank you...thank you for taking me in..."
Zhang Han was originally excited when he heard her words, but for some reason, he suddenly became dull again, as if he had been hit hard by someone.
Xia Liang, "...??"
Did she say the wrong thing just now? !
It's only natural to hand over the money you earn to your lover, what's wrong? !