Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 154 Life-saving grace

The two grooms were indeed hungry, but they were servants and dared not eat without their master's consent.

The two men stretched their heads and looked eagerly at the mistress in the yard.

Only after Yun Lan nodded slightly did they dare to accept it.

"Bah, she feeds the slaves but not us. She is so stingy. Let's go back. Who wants to see her?"

"That's right. Those two people are dressed the same. They are servants at first glance. They are not worthy of eating meat. The Jiang family really has too much money to burn. They are unwilling to support people from the same village as us, but they are so nice to two servants. They lack virtue."

"She just opened a shop, but she is so arrogant. People who don't know her would think she has made a lot of money. Giving such precious meat to servants is like feeding it to dogs. This means that in her eyes, we are worse than dogs."

“…”

I don’t know who said such a discordant statement.

The crowd suddenly quieted down.

My goodness, this is a scolding to them all.

Everyone's faces turned pale and blue.

The person who spoke also reacted. She closed her mouth tightly and pretended that she didn't say it.

It took a long time before the topic was changed.

The onlookers once again pointed at Zhang Jinlan.

But I didn't dare to curse loudly.

After all, Zhang Jinlan's image as a shrew is deeply rooted in their hearts.

Everyone remembers how Zhang Jinlan threw feces at Jiang Sanzhu's family many years ago.

It was because of these two people that they sent their daughter to someone else as a concubine.

The couple really had a great meal.

When they thought of that scene, they felt nauseous.

After delivering the barbecue to the two grooms, Zhang Jinlan returned to the yard and closed the gate again.

The women of the Jiang family all sat at the table and ate with the guests.

Jiang Dahao, along with his two younger brothers and eldest son, was responsible for grilling the skewers, spreading the ingredients and serving the plates.

Even the maids and thugs came to help.

Some are threading the skewers, while others are pouring water.

Since there were no people of the same age coming to the Fang family, Jiang Shoujia naturally didn't need to entertain the guests. He sat on a small stool outside the kitchen and ate in silence.

Be silent.

Great defense for men and women.

It would be better to leave the task of entertaining the mistress of the Fang family to his wife.

"Aunt Yun, Sister Wanru, you two are eating grilled sausages."

Jiang Fubao held a freshly grilled sausage in each hand. There was no chili powder on it, but there was a lot of cumin powder on it, which smelled particularly fragrant.

Unlike the sausages baked on cobblestones, this one is juicy and oily, and it sizzles when you bite into it.

The sausages roasted over an open fire with fruit wood are drier and less oily, but they are crispy on the outside and still juicy on the inside, making them suitable for people who cannot eat greasy food.

It just so happens that the Fang family is wealthy, unlike the Jiang family which is short of money.

The mother and daughter like to eat light food.

They took the sausage and took a bite.

The four eyes suddenly became sparkling.

"Mother, it's delicious. Thank you, Sister Fubao. So this is the grilled sausage you were talking about. Lai Di didn't lie to me. The food you make is really delicious. It's much better than the food in my restaurant."

Fang Wanru seemed particularly excited.

In Chang'an Town, her family's Sifang Restaurant is one of the best in the town.

Having grown up in luxury, Fang Wanru had long been tired of her own family's dishes.

The grilled sausage in her hand made her eyes light up.

A lot of saliva was secreted.

"Nonsense, how can it compare to your restaurant? It's just our homemade snacks. Do you like it? Come on, have another one."

Zhang Jinlan smiled and handed her another sausage.

Fang Wanru took it and finished it in just a few bites without even thinking it was too hot. She had a big appetite and went to the barbecue grill to get some skewers of meat and vegetables. She ate without even raising her head.

Yun Lan wasn't that exaggerated, but he still ate ten skewers before stopping.

I tried each skewer.

Except for the food she doesn't like.

Soon, Zhang Jinlan brought another plate of sliced ​​watermelon and placed it on the table.

He only gave Yunlan a piece from the middle.

It's the sweetest here.

"Mrs. Yun, have some watermelon to relieve your greasiness. This watermelon has no seeds, so it's easy to eat and very sweet. I put it in a jar to cool it down, so it tastes especially cool when you eat it."

It’s hard to refuse such hospitality.

Yunlan took the watermelon with a smile.

She actually doesn't like to eat this kind of melon.

Not only was it not sweet, it was also a bit sour, and she hated sour things the most.

It's not like a soft peach, it's so sweet that it oozes out juice when you bite it.

It looks like the soft peaches will be ripe in just over a month.

When the time comes, she will ask her husband to send someone to the nearby province to bring some back so that she can enjoy a satisfying meal.

Yun Lan thought to herself.

However, this was the first time she had seen a seedless watermelon. Thinking of this, she decided to give it a try.

She wanted to take a symbolic bite just to show off. After all, it was Aunt Lan who gave it to her specially, so she had to give her some face.

But at the moment when the watermelon touched the tip of my tongue.

She froze.

sweet!

It is too sweet!

How can there be such sweet watermelon?

Sweeter than soft peaches.

When she took a bite, juice splashed everywhere, even flowing from the corners of her mouth onto her skirt.

The waist-length skirt was milky white, so much so that the few drops of red watermelon juice on the skirt were particularly noticeable.

Yunlan didn't notice.

She was addicted to the delicious taste of watermelon.

"Aunt Lan, are these watermelons grown by you? Do you have any left? I want to buy some."

Yun Lan wanted to ask what secret recipe there was to grow such sweet seedless watermelons, but before she opened her mouth, she realized what was going on.

It is very rude to ask others for secret recipes. Maybe this is how they make money.

So he changed his mind and said he wanted to buy some to take back.

Save it and eat slowly.

After all, watermelon can be kept for at least seven or eight days.

"No, we don't grow watermelons at home. We bought these in town. The stall owner said that these are wild watermelons picked from the mountains. There are only a few of them, and I happened to come across them, so I bought them all. You came at the right time, and there is only one left today. If Madam Yun likes to eat them, I will buy some and send them to your house if I meet that stall owner next time."

Zhang Jinlan just didn’t know how to repay Yunlan.

After all, he saved her two granddaughters.

The two children were almost turned into slavery. Although Madam Yun did not say how much money was spent, she guessed that it was at least no less than five taels.

It is not easy to get along with human traffickers.

Be sure to earn back the capital.

Besides, I just heard what she said.

That damn old hag signed a death contract with the human trafficker.

This doesn't mean to leave any chance for these two children to survive.

A maid who has signed a death contract is worse than pigs and dogs.

At least pigs can live peacefully for another year. They are well fed and well fed on weekdays, and are slaughtered when they are fattened up for the New Year. Dogs live even more freely. As long as they take good care of the house, they can live peacefully until old age.

Unless there is a disaster year and there is not enough food.

Otherwise, there are very few families who are not short of money and would eat their own old dogs.

After all, there are shops selling dog meat everywhere, so just buy it if you want to eat it.

She doesn't look like a maid at all.

After signing a living contract, the master will at most beat and scold the person a few times, but will not go too far, after all, the time specified in the contract will be up.

The maid can leave.