Wang Qingjue didn't expect to hear these words, and looked at Chu Weilen in surprise.
However, thinking of looking at his dirty stationery that day, and thinking of his background, I suddenly understand.
As Chu Weileng, it would be good to be able to read a few words.
It was he who was bewitched by Chu Weilen's appearance and force.
Looking at his appearance of Yushu Linfeng who doesn't like to talk, those who don't know will think who is the son of a brother, and that force is admirable.
Wang Qingjue walked back, stuffed the pork jerky in his mouth, wiped the oil from his hands on the clothes, and brought the letter in Chu Weilen's hand.
Before reading the letter, Wang Qingjue thought that she would see a letter similar to that of Chu Weilen that day, but after reading it, she was instantly slapped in the face.
Such beautiful words!
Although I don't know what kind of pen was used to write it, from the point of view of the font, the characters are well written and very smooth.
Chu Wei Leng thought that Wang Qingjue was surprised by the letter, and explained: "Cough, let Brother Wang laugh, the family has no money, and the lady Xu wrote it with a branch dipped in the bottom of the pot."
Wang Qingjue glanced at Chu Weilen and asked, "Brother Chu's wife has read books?"
"Well, her ancestors have produced talents."
Wang Qingjue nodded and read the contents of the letter.
He found that Mrs. Chu should be a very calm person, and there was no trace of love between the lines, as if she was explaining business affairs.
After reading, Wang Qingjue handed the letter to Chu Weilen.
Chu Wei Leng stared at the letter the whole time. He had a good brain, and after reading it, he found that he knew a few more words.
"What kind of person is Brother Chu's wife?" Wang Qingjue was really curious.
Through the letter, it was really hard for him to imagine what kind of person the other party was.
Although Chu Weileng was very grateful to Wang Qingjue for helping him bring back a few catties of pork jerky and family letters, he was not very familiar with Wang Qingjue. Moreover, the two people came from different backgrounds, not the same way.
Therefore, regarding Wang Qingjue's question, Chu Wei said coldly, "An ordinary woman."
"Ordinary woman?" Wang Qingjue was surprised, "Then why did you two get married?"
"Just live together." Chu Wei said coldly and concisely.
Wang Qingjue was a little surprised.
With Chu Weilen's appearance and ability, let alone marrying a literate woman, even in the family of an official in the capital, some people would want to marry him the concubine in the family.
Looking at his expression of not wanting to talk about it, could it be that he doesn't like that woman, but was married by his parents in the family
Wang Qingjue thought about the previous investigation again. Chu Weilen left the house on the wedding night... If a man doesn't even want to have a bridal chamber... Could it be that the woman looks extremely ugly
Wang Qingjue subconsciously stuffed a piece of pork jerky into his mouth.
Chewing delicious food, Wang Qingjue thought again, ugly is ugly, at least he is good at cooking, and he has read books, so it is not too bad.
"Brother Chu, marry a wife and marry a virtuous man. Mrs.-in-law is good at craftsmanship and filial to her parents-in-law. She is a good girl." Wang Qingjue said with a hint of comfort.
Chu Wei Leng just folded the letter and put it in his arms when he heard these words.
Hearing the praise of his wife from a man's mouth doesn't seem like a good feeling.
Immediately afterwards, he heard the other party say again: "Men, if it's a big deal, I will take a few considerate concubines in the future."
Chu Wei gave him a cold look and said, "Then there is no need, Chu has no plans for this for the time being."
He had never thought about taking a concubine, and there was no one around him who did it.
However, he can also understand Wang Qingjue's thoughts, after all, he himself is the concubine's waiter.
However, Wang Qingjue felt that Chu Weilen's image in his heart was much better.
He married a woman he didn't like, but he didn't expect to divorce his wife and marry another. He was so single-minded. Few men in the world could do his part.
In the blink of an eye, it was November, it was getting colder and colder, and it had been almost two months since Chu Wei was gone.
When she woke up in the morning, Luo Jianjia glanced out the window.
Looking at the gloomy weather outside, he sighed slightly.
The wet weather in the south is really unpleasant.
In the past half month, the thicker and thicker the clothes have become, the more difficult it is to dry, and the bedding seems to have been soaked in water, clammy and cold.
She wanted to use a hot water bottle very much, but unfortunately there was no such thing here.
She had heard that there were copper kettles for warm feet, but unfortunately poor people could not afford them, so she was reluctant to buy them.
Luo Jianjia lay in bed for another quarter of an hour and got up.
It's cold and wet in the house, it's better to go outside, it can be more comfortable outside.
Opening the door, Mr. Zhao was already cleaning the yard.
The wind was blowing all night last night, and now all the leaves are falling in the yard.
However, unlike the north, the leaves in the south are still green. Even though it's November now, and the Chinese New Year is less than two months away, the leaves haven't turned yellow, and they still look lush.
"Mother, good morning."
"Hey, Jianjia, you're up."
After saying hello, Luo Jianjia went to wash up. After washing up, she went to feed the chickens.
For the past half a month, Luo Jianjia has not improved her diet any more, she just eats and drinks every day, very relaxed.
Nowadays, fewer and fewer people are buying Liangpi. She originally planned to stop selling Liangpi, but this kind of food suddenly stabilized when the town fell to only a dozen copies a day, and stopped falling. , she continued to sell.
The situation on the pier is even better than that in the town. Many of the people coming and going on the pier are new merchants, and these people are more interested in fresh food, so the Liangpi can be maintained at around 20 servings.
In this case, the two sides can sell 40 copies a day and earn more than 100 yuan a day, which is still the bulk of the food.
Sales of tea eggs are also stable.
However, scones are not as easy to sell as they used to be.
Scones are really simple. If you don't know how to make them at first, after eating them a few times, you will gradually learn how to make them.
This thing does not have much technical content, whether it is baked in the oven or baked on a pan, it can achieve such an effect.
There are more and more imitators, and the sales of their scones are gradually decreasing.
Luo Jianjia felt that the profit of scones was not high. One penny was sold, and only a penny could be earned by selling several pancakes. Unlike Liangpi, Liangpi can earn two or three cents per serving.
In addition, it has little technical content, and it will be imitated sooner or later, so it doesn't take it seriously.
She thought that if the sales volume was even lower, she would not sell it, so it would save the trouble of doing it.
In this case, they can now earn more than 200 yuan a day, and they haven't reached 300 yuan for a long time.
Although the weather was bad and gloomy, the rain never fell. When it was almost time, Luo Jianjia and Aunt Wang went to the town.
As soon as he arrived in town today, Gouzu secretly told Luo Jianjia something.
"Sister-in-law, it's not good. In the morning, I saw that the widow's house in the east of town started to sell scones, three cents and four, and many people were queuing at the door."
This is what Luo Jianjia knows, the third one in town.
"What?! Someone sells scones again? These people are really annoying. They don't know how to cook and eat, so they like to imitate others! It's shameless!" Aunt Wang scolded.
Gou Left said, "It's not because my sister-in-law's food business is doing so well that many people are jealous."
Aunt Wang said: "Bah, those things that are rotten!"
Luo Jianjia had long known that this would be the case, and said very calmly, "Thank you for telling me about this."
After she finished speaking, she handed a sweet scone to the dog.
"Sister-in-law, why are you still in a hurry? I heard that you have left over the scones these days before you sell out." Gouyu said anxiously.
Luo Jianjia said: "Because it's useless to be in a hurry, the scones are quite simple, and we are very common in the north of the Dali Dynasty. Sooner or later, others will come to sell them."
She sold well before, but no one here sells it.
No one sells it, it doesn't mean they don't know this kind of food.
Gouzu asked suspiciously: "What about Liangpi? Is there any other place? Why is no one imitating it?"
Luo Jianjia said: "There are also other places, but cooking is novel, few people know it, and no one imitates it."
The dog left seemed to understand and nodded.
Because there is one more scones seller, and they are still cheaper than hers, today they sell scones even worse, and there are five or six left.
Aunt Wang kept scolding and scolding. Seeing that she was going to Chujia Village soon, seeing that Luo Jianjia was still not angry, she couldn't help but ask, "Jianjia, are you going to do this? They sell so cheaply, if it goes on like this, our Business has been robbed."
Luo Jianjia said, "Don't worry, auntie, the cost of the scones are there, they won't be too cheap."
She has already made the price very low. When she went on the path of small profits but quick turnover, if others wanted to make money, they would not sell them too cheap.
The money widow must have lost money today.
When they got to the door, Luo Jianjia gave Aunt Wang a few scones.
Not only did this happen in the town, but also on the pier. However, after all, the things she made had strength bonuses, and there were more workers on the pier, so the situation was better than in the town.
When I counted the money at night, I only earned 243 wen today, ten wen less than yesterday.
Both Zhao Shi and Boss Chu were a little anxious.
"Jianjia, what can I do? Our scones are not as good as before." Zhao asked.
"Yeah, there is another one on the dock today." Chu Laodao, "Should we do something?"
This is the fourth person to talk about this issue in front of Luo Jianjia today.
She thought, scones are not the same as cold skins, they are like steamed buns and noodles, and they are very popular.
Before, it was because no one here was selling, so they could occupy the market.
Now that everyone sees that the scones are selling well, they will naturally come to sell them.
Gradually, it really became a popular thing like steamed buns.
This is nothing to force, just let it happen.
Moreover, she has confidence in what she does, and also in her golden fingers. Even if there are many people who sell it, many people will come to her to buy it.
Now I have more than fifty taels of silver on hand, and I still have some left after I leave. I earn more than two hundred yuan a day, which is almost the same.
She didn't even want to do anything.
However, looking at Zhao Shi and Boss Chu's anxious appearance, she thought, otherwise, let's do something.
"Why don't we put some stuffing in it?"
"Add stuffing?" Zhao asked in surprise, "Aren't we going to add vegetables to it now?"
Although only single cakes are sold in the town, on the pier, there are still a few cakes left alone, and some vegetables such as shredded potatoes are added to them.
Luo Jianjia shook his head and said, "It's not that kind, it's like a bun, wrapping the stuffing inside the cake."
What she wants to do is a common food, pie.
She has gone from a simple scones to a pie with vegetables, to a shortbread, and now a pie.
"It's a good idea, let's try it tomorrow." Zhao said excitedly.
"Um."
Zhao Shi and Boss Chu were relieved, and went to bed after speaking.
The conversation was very pleasant here, but it was very nervous in the military camp thousands of miles away.
At this moment, Chu Wei Leng was sitting in the tent, his brows furrowed slightly, and blood was constantly flowing out of his left shoulder.