"How does it taste? I did a good job!" Liu Jin asked.

Mu Fu looked up at Liu Jin and replied, "it\'s OK."

This kind of dough pimple has neither meat nor shrimp. Where can it be delicious.

However, Mu Yu is the first time to eat, and it can meet his appetite.

Liu Jin smelled the speech and looked unhappy: "what is OK? I tell you, if there are eggs and shrimp meat, this pimple must be delicious in the world."

Mu Yu nodded, stopped talking and continued to eat noodles.

He had no doubt about Liu Jin\'s words. Since he tried her snake soup, he was sure that she had a good cooking skill.

When Liu Jin saw that Mu Yu stopped talking, she buried herself in eating.

When Roche was halfway through the meal, he suddenly remembered what had not been asked before and asked, "Mr. mu, do you have a fiancee?"

Mu Yu was eating delicious. Obviously, he didn\'t expect Roche to ask such a question.

He looked at Roche in some amazement and replied, "never."

"Do you have a girl you like?" Roche asked again.

Mu Yu shook his head.

Luo Shi saw it, and the whole person immediately vented his anger like a cuyuan. He didn\'t like her family jin\'er!

She thought he liked her jin\'er, so Mrs. Li came to the door and he protected their mother and daughter like that.

It turned out that she thought too much about everything.

Liu Jin put down his jacket and looked at Luo with some depression: "Mom, are you okay? How do you ask Mr. Mu these questions?"

Roche smiled softly, "it\'s okay, it\'s okay! I\'m just asking."

"Oh!" Liu Jin picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat.

Mu Yu didn\'t know why Roche asked him so much, but he knew Roche didn\'t have any bad thoughts, so he didn\'t think deeply.

……

The next day, the East showed the white belly of the fish, and Liu Jin got up to make breakfast.

She looked at the pickled bamboo shoots and found that they were ready to eat, so she took some and fried them.

The breakfast she made was very simple. She just cooked a pot of millet porridge and baked some green vegetable cakes.

Roche ate the pickled bamboo shoots and was full of praise: "jin\'er, the pickled bamboo shoots taste really good, but they are much better than those mustard and radish."

"Well, I\'m going to fry the remaining bamboo shoots today and get them

Sell it in the county. " Liu Jin took a bite of green vegetable cake, "a month will pass soon. If I don\'t earn some money back, I\'m afraid milk will come to my house again to ask for money."

She is not afraid of Yang\'s asking for silver. She is just afraid that it will involve Lizheng.

At the beginning, Li Zheng was kind enough to guarantee her. If she couldn\'t change the silver on time, Yang must have gone to Li Zheng for trouble.

Roche thought for a moment, and Wen Sheng said, "I\'ll go to the county with you."

"No, mom, you\'d better stay at home and I\'ll go alone." Liu Jin refused.

The way to the county is so far that she doesn\'t want her mother to suffer with her.

They are now poor and can\'t afford to take a cattle cart. When they go to the county, their feet will be worn out.

Mu Yu kept eating with his head down and remained silent.

It seems that he has to find a way to help them.

After dinner, Liu Jin and Roche went to the kitchen to fry the remaining bamboo shoots.

Liu Jin put the bamboo shoots in a wooden barrel, covered them with clean white cloth, and then put them into the back basket.

"Niang, you are tired in this period. You will stay at home for a good rest today Roche was a little worried. Roche specially told him.

Roche nodded, gently smiled, touched Liu Jin\'s head and said, "I know. Be careful on your way."

"Young master mu, my mother asked you." Liu Jin is still worried about Roche. She is afraid that she will go. Yang and Mrs. Li will come to her mother\'s trouble.

Who makes her mother honest and kind-hearted and easy to be bullied.

Mu Yu nodded: "don\'t worry, I will protect my aunt."

Liu Jin listened to Mu Yu\'s words and left home with peace of mind.

After she left, Roche picked up another basket at home and prepared to go to the mountain.

Mu Yu saw this and asked, "aunt, are you going up the mountain?"

"Well, I want to dig more bamboo shoots in the mountain." Roche said truthfully.

When she saw that Liu Jin was anxious to make money, she also wanted to help.

"OK, I\'ll go with you." Mu Yugang also wants to go up the mountain. He wants to see if he can hunt some game.

Although he can\'t use his internal power, it\'s not a problem to deal with ordinary small animals.

Roche did not refute him, nodded, and they walked to the mountain together.

Liu Jin walked for a long time with a basket on her back before entering the county.

This time, when she passed Zuixian building, she didn\'t even look at it.

Now zuixianlou, for her, has a different feeling from her previous life.

In her previous life, this was the root of her prosperity, and in this life, she was looked down upon.

Since others despise her, why should she ask for trouble again.

The streets of the county are relatively large, and there are stalls on both sides.

She found an open space, put down her basket and set up a stall.

The stall next to her sells firewood. I was very curious to see the bamboo shoots in her barrel.

"Girl, what are you selling here? I smell good." The uncle selling firewood swallowed the water and asked.

The bamboo shoots in the barrel are cut into strips. From the appearance, they can\'t tell what they are?

Because of this, Liu Jin dared to set up a stall here.

"Uncle, I sell pickles. They taste good. Would you like to buy some and have a taste?" Liu Jin answered with a smile.

The uncle selling firewood was really tempted by the smell and color. The bamboo shoots were red with chili oil. He wanted to eat it.

"How did you sell it?" Uncle asked again.

"Three Wen a bowl."

On her way here, she had figured out the price.

Now an egg costs five Wen, a meat bun costs two Wen, and a bowl of noodles costs seven Wen.

Her three Wen bowl is really not expensive.

"Come on, give me a bowl."

Uncle didn\'t know where to find a piece of oil paper, handed it to Liu Jin and asked her to help him fill a bowl.

Seeing this, Liu Jin took the oil paper with a smile, picked up a bowl, dug a full bowl of pickled bamboo shoots in the barrel, put them in the oil paper, wrapped the oil paper, and then handed it to the uncle.

Uncle caught the oil paper in one hand and gave Liu Jin money in the other.

Liu Jin looked at the three copper plates in her hand, and the smile at the corners of her mouth bloomed like a flower.

"Thank you, uncle."

Unexpectedly, she set up a stall and sold a bowl.

"You\'re welcome, girl." Uncle finished, couldn\'t help but open the oil paper, picked up a bamboo shoot with his hand, put it into his mouth and ate it.

The people of several stalls nearby looked at it and were very curious. They didn\'t know how it tasted. They were vaguely ready to move.

They had never seen the bamboo shoots sold by Liu Jin, so they wanted to buy some to taste.

"It tastes good, hot enough." Uncle said with praise, "this pickle is the best meal to buy back."

Poor people don\'t have so many dishes to eat at home. They usually use some pickles instead.

"Give me a bowl, too." Near an aunt who sells bamboo weaving smiled and said, "it\'s a green and yellow season. There\'s not enough food at home!"

"No, I pickled pickles last year, but who knows it\'s moldy." Another old woman sighed.