This young couple set up stalls to sell vegetables in the town. There were a lot of vegetables in the custody of the New Year, and a lot of them were left in addition to the frozen ones.

Because the owner and his family of three had dinner, Fang Zheng and others had to cook their own meals. Of course, the money for the meal was calculated separately.

After going to the kitchen, Feng Qing was a little satisfied. There were seven or eight kinds of vegetables inside, and dried wild vegetables. In addition, chicken and pork were hung outside the house, which were all marinated with salt and were not easy to break.

I haven't started cooking for a long time, and Feng Qing is eager to try it out.

Leave the kitchen to Feng Qing, she looked around and planned to make chicken silk noodles.

She first washed the chicken and stewed it in a pot before she started to wash the dishes with dough.

Although the marinated chicken tastes different from the slaughtered one, it also has a different flavor. After cooking for about an hour, Feng Qing poked it with chopsticks twice. The meat was already soft. Then he took out the chicken and then tore it into shredded chicken. As for the chicken soup, although Feng Qing put enough ingredients, it was still a bit salty after all. She simply used half of the chicken soup, and added water to start the noodles.

After learning from Fang Jiang for a long time, Feng Qing’s hand-rolled noodles are also very powerful.

When the noodles were left, Feng Qing washed another pot, stir-fryed a cabbage heart, and then stir-fryed a lettuce egg. Thinking that if it was cold today, you could eat some spicy food, Feng Qing simply made another boiled meat slice.

The noodles are fresh and fragrant, the cabbage is refreshing and delicious, and the boiled meat slices are spicy and served with rice. The few people are satisfied with eating them.

Song's escort didn't know that Feng Qing had this skill. The four of them avoided suspicion in the past few days and had not said a few words to Feng Qing. Today's supper was really beyond their imagination, and the four of them couldn't help but praise it.

"It's good if you like it." Feng Qing chuckled.

In fact, she knew that they were just hungry, and everything they ate when they were hungry. Moreover, these boiled meat slices were never available here, and they were eaten fresh.

Feng Qing gave a full half of the pot of noodles. Except for only one bowl herself, Fang Zheng ate two bowls, Song Mass and others each ate three bowls, and finally even drank the soup in the pot.

After a while resting, Fang Zheng also followed him in while Feng Qing was washing dishes in the kitchen. He was burning the fire aside. The two of them were doing their own things, saying a few words from time to time. The ice outside did not affect the warmth in the kitchen at all.

Fang Zheng and Feng Qing were used to it, but the four men of Song and the others were so shocked that they didn't say anything for a long time.

Not to mention scholars like Fang Zheng, even those who are rough people have never entered the kitchen. In their opinion, entering the kitchen is a challenge to the dignity of being the master of the family, and one should avoid it.

"Young Master Fang is really a real gentleman." After a while, the mate Song found his voice and said to his companions.

Li's escort shook his head, "Then you are wrong. Mr. Fang is the other wife, and we have met many employers. Have you seen someone like Mr. Fang and Mrs. Fang?"

Master Song nodded, this is the truth.

They are not old, and Bo Guards are younger and have not yet married. The oldest of the four is Song Escort. Song Escort is only thirty years old and is still fresh in his wife.

But no matter how fresh they are, they cannot lower their figure like Mr. Fang.

"Brother Bo, you all learn a little too." Li's escort smiled at Bo's guards and the others.

Guard Bo has not yet married, and the other Guard surnamed Jin is younger. He is only seventeen this year. He touched his ears uneasy and felt his face a little hot.

He quickly glanced at the kitchen, and then whispered: "I don't know if there are sisters in Mrs. Fang's family."

Guard Jin spoke very lowly, but the three of them heard it. The three of them looked at each other and then smiled.

It's not a joke about Guard Jin's whimsical thoughts. After all, Fang Zheng and Feng Qing never concealed their identity as peasants.

They were laughing at Guard Kim or were they too young.

"Xiao Jin, we all know that Mrs. Fang is a human being." After all, she is someone else's wife, so they can't praise her clearly. "It's just that there are thousands of people in this world, and their temperaments are naturally different. Even Mrs. Fang's sisters must have different temperaments."

Guardian Jin's face became even hotter.

The escort Song and the escort Li did not take this matter seriously, and they passed by after joking. But the escort Bo, who was with the escort Jin, became concerned. When there was no one, he looked at his companion with him.

"What's wrong?" Guard Kim asked strangely.

"You, is your wife?——" Guard Bo couldn't ask questions later, for fear of hurting his companions' face.

"What?" Guard Jin didn't quite understand.

"Xiao Jin, Mrs. Fang is really a rare woman in the world, but Mrs. Fang is already Mrs. Fang's wife. Mrs. Fang is very good to Mrs. Fang, you can't--"

"Brother Bo, what are you saying?" Guard Jin finally understood. He hurriedly covered Guard Bo's mouth and explained anxiously, "You misunderstood. I don't think about Mrs. Fang. I just think that women like Mrs. Fang are rare and have good temperaments. If she has sisters, I, I--"

Guard Jin was also old enough to get married. He had thought about what kind of woman he should marry in the future, but his mind was vague at that time. It was not until he met Fang Zheng and Feng Qing that Guard Jin felt that someone like Feng Qing was very good.

"It's good that you don't think too much." Guard Bo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Bo, don't worry, I'm not that kind of person."

Guard Bo patted his shoulder and left with Guard Jin.

After the two left, Fang Zheng came out of the shadow.

He went back to the house to get a cup for his wife. He accidentally heard Guard Bo and Guard Jin mention their wife, so he stopped and listened for a moment.

Fang Zheng was not displeased with his eyes retracted from the direction where the two left.

He cared about his wife and could tell the various gazes of the people around him. The guard of Jin was still young and did not understand emotions. Although the wife was not old, she lived for two lives and looked calmer than a woman of about age.

Guard Jin will not have any other thoughts on his wife.

Fang Zheng was naturally happy when others praised his wife.

"Husband, why are you laughing at?" After waiting for a while, before my husband came, Feng Qing walked out strangely, facing the light, and just saw the smile that had not yet dissipated from Fang Zheng's mouth, Feng Qing asked strangely.

"Happy for your husband." Fang Zheng stepped forward, couldn't help but hold on to his wife's slender waist, and hugged the person directly into his arms.

Feng Qing staggered and threw herself into Fang Zheng's arms. She looked around and saw no one, and then she relaxed, "What's the happy husband?"

His husband has always been happy and angry, and he was not very happy even after he got the first place in the courtyard and the provincial examination.

Fang Zheng turned sideways and kissed his wife's forehead. He smelled the fragrance of his wife's body. He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her red lips. Then he said with satisfaction: "Hello, I'm happy for my husband."

When the guard Bo and Guard Jin left, Fang Zheng clearly heard Guard Bo say that only Mr. Fang deserves Mr. Fang’s words.

Feng Qing was of course happy when he was praised by his husband, but he still asked strangely: "Why did my husband suddenly be happy?"

Fang Zheng grabbed Feng Qing's hand, looked at it carefully, and smiled and said, "My wife is beautiful and kind-hearted, and she is very compatible with her husband. Every time she thinks of her husband, she is happy. Today, she can't help but eat the meal she cooks."

If you say nice things, don't pour it out like money.

Even though Feng Qing often hears Fang Zheng praise her like this, he is still embarrassed. "Every time I think of my husband, I can't help laughing,"

This is what I like from the bottom of my heart.

Feng Qing also nodded.

The two went to the kitchen. Fang Zheng poured a glass of water for his wife. After she finished drinking, she led the person to walk around such a small place in the kitchen for a few times before she packed up and went to bed.
Chapter completed!