Fast through the cannon fodder, she shines brightly

Chapter 285 Widow (40)

In early spring, wild vegetables grow the most luxuriantly. There is a bamboo grove on the hillside, and the spring bamboo shoots inside are just emerging, which is the crispest and most tender time. Women carry baskets on their backs and go uphill to dig bamboo shoots. Thin slices, mixed with shredded pork with chili is a delicious meal.

Mu Wan dried some of the bamboo shoots and made some into sour bamboo shoots. When it came to sour bamboo shoots, she suddenly missed the taste of snail noodles, which were sour and spicy, smooth and refreshing.

She doesn't know how to make snail powder, but she knows how to make potato powder. It happens that the remaining potatoes are too much to eat, so it's better to make powder. She first smashes the potatoes into a paste, and then Use gauze to filter out the residue and get the potato starch in it. The remaining steps are similar to making hot and sour noodles, except that the potato flour is white and as thick as chopsticks.

She smashed the potato flour into the pot with her fist, and held the colander in her right hand. The paste just slipped out through the small holes and turned into long vermicelli. After a little cooking, it became crystal clear, like silver strands. .

Top it with two slices of braised pork, a touch of sour bamboo shoots, and drizzle with chili oil. It's full of color, flavor, and flavor.She also paired it with mung bean juice, which was sweet and delicious. It was a very enjoyable lunch.

In the afternoon, she took a nap, the drowsiness dissipated, and she sat under the apricot tree with the soles of her shoes. At this time, the apricot tree had luxuriant branches and leaves, covering a thick foliage. The branches reflected the sunlight, and the light spots cast were indistinct.

Once the winter is over, the sales of cloaks should not be as good as before, and the round fans can be made again, which will not affect the current income.

Mu Wan thought about her money saving plan for this year, when she heard a knock on the door, and it was Chen Chunfang who opened the door.

With anger on her face, Chen Chunfang squeezed Chen Yun's hand fiercely. She was so angry that she shrank her neck, her eyes were red, and there were scars on her face, sobbing and crying.

"What's wrong?" Mu Wan asked suspiciously, these two people came to her to learn silk flowers, and they were both acquaintances.

Chen Chunfang was about to speak, but Chen Yun hurriedly pulled her back, "Chunfang, I beg you, don't say anything!"

Chen Chunfang was a little disappointed, "Since you did it, why can't I say, Xiaowan treats us well, how could you do such an ungrateful thing."

"You weren't like this before. Do you have a conscience for earning that extra money?"

She didn't expect that such a cowardly and honest person as Chen Yun would play tricks and do such inconspicuous things.

Chen Yun's eyes flickered. She felt guilty at first, but her mother insisted on persecuting her. Many relatives of her natal family put pressure on her. How could she bear so much money? With the extra money, she could buy clothes and Jewelry, her man also agreed. During this period of time, she lived more comfortably than before, and she was fed up with the poor life before.

After listening for a long time, Mu Wan finally understood what was going on, and her face darkened slightly.

It turned out that Chen Chunfang overheard that Chen Yun taught other people the craft of silk flowers, and also charged tuition fees, each style was 20 cents to learn. You can earn half a tael of silver if you learn it. Chen Yun taught many people and made a lot of money. The silk flowers he made were also sold in other places.

What Chen Yun did was a complete violation of the original agreement. Mu Wan pursed her lips tightly, feeling a little dissatisfied. It was clearly agreed before that the craftsmanship would not be passed on to the outside world, and the finished silk flowers could only be sent to her. Chen Yun actually took it for profit in private. Didn't even say a word to her.

No wonder the proprietress said that other shops were also selling silk flowers. She thought that some smart people figured it out, but they were just following the trend. It turned out that they were all made by Chen Yun.

(End of this chapter)