Travel to the early Tang Dynasty and become a salted fish

Seeing the obvious change in Yang Hongyu's eyes, Chu Mo secretly thought it was dangerous. He didn't expect that his wife was actually a strange woman with the world in mind.

If he hadn't seen a bad opportunity and quickly changed his tune, I might have had to prepare for the funeral by now.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Chu Mo continued: "Madam, I watched the stars last night and found that Jupiter moves from the south to the east. This is obviously a sign of a severe drought, and it has happened recently."

Yang Hongyu's originally soft eyes became sharp again: "Chu Mo, do you know the consequences of misleading people with your evil words?"

"What are you talking about to confuse the public? What will happen? Madam, I don't know what you are talking about."

"Those who speak falsely about others, themselves, or the country, and who are involved in unfavorable matters will be hanged. Did you know?"

Well. .Chu Mo was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect it to be so serious. Then he puffed up his chest and said, "Madam, you have to believe me. I watched the sky last night..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Mo was slapped by Yang Hongyu: "How dare you tell me again what happened to you last night?"

"Madam, last night, I..." Chu Mo was dumbfounded. Then he remembered that he was almost dead last night. How could he run out to see the stars in the middle of the night? Isn't this nonsense?

"Madam, I misunderstood. It was a slip of the tongue. I was talking about stargazing a few nights ago. There was really a drought."

"Isn't your brain broken and you have lost your memory?"

"I... Madam, can we not study the details? Just believe me this time, just this time."

Seeing Chu Mo's anxious look, which didn't seem like he was lying, Yang Hongyu thought for a while and said, "Okay, I will believe you again, but if what you say is untrue..."

"Madam, if I am wrong, then I will let you do whatever you want."

"You said this, I didn't force you." Yang Hongyu stared into Chu Mo's eyes and said.

"It's absolutely true. If you regret it, then, madam, just punch me twice." Chu Mo rolled his eyes and said half-truthfully.

Yang Hongyu's beautiful eyes flashed with a smile: "Can you really take two punches from me?"

After saying that, he raised his little hand as white as jade and patted it gently on the table.

Suddenly, the entire table seemed to be rotten, and scattered with a crash.

Chu Mo swallowed, and unconsciously touched the desk in front of him. He raised the desk slightly, but found that he couldn't lift this guy without using all his strength.

Of course, Chu Mo's little moves couldn't hide Yang Hongyu's discernment, but she just smiled and looked at Chu Mo without any intention of speaking.

Seeing that Chu Mo didn't try anymore, he said, "It's still too late for you to regret it now, but if the grain is bought back and there is no drought, you know the consequences."

"Humph, madam, you believe that I won't be wrong. A real man can't change his words easily. You can rest assured and arrange for someone to do it."

"Even if I lose then, I will be willing to be beaten to death by my wife."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Mo felt his eyes blur, and then there was a gust of fragrant wind. Yang Hongyu didn't know when he was standing in front of him, staring at him.

"This is what you said, and I hope you won't regret it."

After saying that, Yang Hongyu left without waiting for Chu Mo to react.

If it weren't for broad daylight, Chu Mo would have doubted whether he had encountered a ghost.

Not knowing how Yang Hongyu arranged it, Chu Mo took out the contents of the pot, drained the water, and started cutting.

But he didn't know when the two sisters, Yang Hongyu, came back again and stood beside him.

Looking at Chu Mo's flawless knife skills, Yang Hongyu couldn't help but admire in her heart, and then saw Yang Hongzhu grab a piece of pig head meat and put it into his mouth regardless of the image.

Without waiting for him to scold, Yang Hongzhu said: "Brother-in-law, what kind of meat is this? Why does it smell so good?"

"This is the head of a big fat pig with big ears and a nose pointing up to the sky."

Upon hearing that it was pork head meat, Yang Hongzhu immediately took a few mouthfuls of disgust and wanted to spit out the meat in his mouth.

However, the food has already entered the stomach, and there is no way he can spit it out with a few puffs.

Seeing this, Chu Mo grabbed a piece of pig intestine and handed it over: "This is delicious."

Although Yang Hongyu saw it, she didn't make a sound to remind her.

She also wanted to know whether this kind of thing that no one wanted in daily life could really be turned into delicacies in Chu Mo's hands.

Yang Hongzhu took a bite and felt that it tasted very good: "Big bad guy, what is this?"

"Is it delicious?" Chu Mo didn't answer, but asked instead.

"It's delicious, what do you call me?"

Yang Hongzhu tilted her head, thought for a moment, and continued: "The big bad guy! You are the big bad guy."

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to look at Yang Hongyu who was standing aside and wink at her.

When Chu Mo heard this, he thought, "That's not bad. Little girl, you are eating my food and you dare to scold me. Let's see how I deal with you."

So, holding the kitchen knife, he turned around and pretended to be fierce, wanting to teach her a lesson.

The little girl curled her lips and pointed behind Chu Mo.

Chu Mo secretly thought something was wrong, turned around hurriedly, and met Yang Hongyu's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and immediately asked: "Madam, do you want to have a taste of this thing?"

Yang Hongyu thought for a while, but finally did not escape the temptation of delicious food and nodded.

When Chu Mo heard this, he immediately became energetic and shouted to the idiot waiting outside the door: "Er idiot, come in and light the fire."

When the idiot waiting at the door heard this, he immediately ran in.

Soon, a plate of vinegar-braised fat intestines, a cold pork head, and a pork liver with leeks came out of the oven.

Seeing this different style of stir-fry again, although everyone had just eaten it not long ago and their bellies were still full, they couldn't help but pick up their chopsticks and start tasting.

Chu Mo did not join the crowd. To be honest, he had long been accustomed to these dishes and was tired of eating them.

He put the remaining things in the kitchen into a large porcelain basin, then put it into a basket, covered it with lotus leaves picked by the idiot, and then limped out of the kitchen with it in his hand. .

Seeing Chu Mo come out, shopkeeper Liu hurriedly greeted: "Uncle, please come and try it. This dish is really good. I have been the shopkeeper for so many years and I have never tasted anything. However, it is not as good as your craftsmanship." good."

Chu Mo looked at the empty plate with no juice left and said, "As long as you like it. In a few days, my legs and feet will become more agile and I can show you my hands. By then, you will know what delicious food is."

After hearing the meaning of Chu Mo's words, today's meal is not his true strength, so how strong should his true strength be?

Everyone began to look forward to it.

Even Yang Hongzhu, who didn't want to see Chu Mo, looked at his feet eagerly, hoping to get better soon so that he could make more delicious food for himself.