Chapter 15 Division of Labor and Cooperation
Jiang Xiaoduo from the big room.
Sifang's Jiang Xiaoguo.
There is also the youngest daughter born to Mrs. Jiang, that is, their little aunt Jiang Caier.
They are all about fourteen or fifteen years old.
Daughters like the ones from ancient peasant families were able to marry.
She thought, misfortune has been brought to the east.
"Boss Jiang is thirty-two years old, and Jiang Caier is only fourteen years old... This old lady is her last child. The old lady hurts like her eyeballs. If Zhang Dabao wants to marry Jiang Caier, old lady Jiang will not go." Two hours of scolding at the gate of the Zhang family is definitely not over."
"In Jiang Caier's place, there are no girls who lose money or something. Jiang Caier doesn't do any farm work. She embroiders and reads books. The old lady Jiang expects her to marry a wealthy family in the town and become a lady."
Obviously, Jiang Tanyue is an expert at integrating information, and he has already figured out Huxi Village and Lao Jiang's family in the past two days.
The more the imperial concubine looks at Jiang Tanyue, the more pleasing she is to her eyes. Obviously, the dry and thin little girl before, with an expressionless face, is not pleasing at all...
Her eyeballs are very quiet, and when she doesn't put on a smirk, she has a kind of indifference that makes people palpitate.
Not bad.
The imperial concubine likes such a scheming little girl.
Cruel and ruthless, sowing discord, and causing troubles to the east, she has the demeanor of when she was doing evil.
Jiang Tanyue didn't feel uncomfortable being stared at by this kind of gaze, and looked back calmly.
Zhang Dabao has been wronged so much, the Zhang family will definitely not let it go.
Go to the door sooner or later to collect debts.
Lu Jingzhi said, "When the Zhang family finds me, I will be in charge of fighting, and you will be in charge of negotiation."
The matter was decided like this.
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Going up the mountain in the morning, besides two pheasants, Lu Jingzhi has other harvests.
She saw far more than these things. She was lucky. Fruit trees such as hawthorn, mulberry, and loquat were also encountered. Now it is the harvest season, and they will grow and fall off naturally without anyone picking them.
The back basket is not big, so she only picked a few of each and brought them back.
"Potato stewed chicken nuggets." Lu Jingzhi took a sip of saliva, and Jiang Tanyue, who was stared at by her, said calmly, "I chopped some firewood in the morning, and I ran out of porridge at noon."
Lu Jingzhi went around the kitchen.
The kitchen is obviously not big, but it looks very open because it is empty.
Because it is too down and out, there are no traces of survival, neither clean nor dirty.
A cauldron discarded by the Jiang family, because of a gap, it had to be placed on the stove crookedly.
There is more than half of the rice left, and the flour has not been touched.
Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar...approximately equal to none.
"Isn't it me who can't cook because of my difficulties!" Lu Jingzhi closed his eyes and murmured in pain, "I'm hungry... my stomach is rumbling..."
It was less than an hour after lunch.
People still have to eat meat.
"Eating chicken at night?" Shen Nanwei's eyes shifted between the two, "Who would kill a chicken? Let me explain first, anyway, I wouldn't do such a thing."
Jiang Tanyue took a step back, "I'm going to chop firewood."
Lu Jingzhi: "I'm going to kill the chicken."
"What about you?" Jiang Tanyue asked as he did two days ago, "You have to do something."
Shen Nanwei replied lightly, "Embroidery."
Division of labor and cooperation, put the chicken into the big pot, pour water, put the last piece of coarse salt in the house, add the washed mushrooms and bamboo shoots, and arrange them all in one piece.
Put the lid back on and start a fire, leaving the rest of the fire to Jiang Tanyue.
On the way back to the house, absorbing the water element in the air, and washing his hands with water-based abilities, Lu Jingzhi suddenly stopped.
There is movement outside.
(end of this chapter)