Travel to the early Tang Dynasty and become a salted fish

Chu Mo was happy to hear that he was going to keep him. It seemed that as long as he showed more performance, he would not be driven away.

"Red Pig, you need a pot for cooking, but look, this pot is so black. If you don't give it a good cleaning, will you dare to eat the food?"

The little girl hurriedly shook her head and said, "When you cook, you must be the one cleaning the pot."

"Then can you help me carry the pot out? You see, I'm so injured that I can't use my strength."

"Sister!!!" As soon as Chu Mo finished speaking, the little girl shouted.

With a whoosh, Yang Hongyu appeared in front of Chu Mo with murderous intent.

Seeing the teleportation speed, Chu Mo felt as if he had traveled to the world of immortals.

"Did you bully my sister again?"

Seeing that the white and tender iron fists were about to fall on his head, Chu Mo quickly shouted: "Red Pig, explain to your sister quickly."

The little girl smiled, then hugged her sister's hand and said, "Sister, my brother-in-law wants to cook, but he said he had to clean the pot first, but he couldn't get it out, so I called you."

After listening to her sister's words, Yang Hongyu put away her murderous intent and snorted coldly. Then, under Chu Mo's horrified gaze, she stretched out two fingers, pinched the edge of the iron pot, and lifted it up easily.

Chu Mo swallowed his saliva. If he had predicted correctly, this pot must weigh at least ten kilograms. How could he just pinch it with two fingers?

He quickly followed his wife's footsteps and came to the water tank where Chu Mo washed his face.

Looking at the vat of water that Chu Mo had ruined, Yang Hongyu clenched her fists loudly.

"If you don't know how to cook, I will break your limbs and hang you at the entrance of the village."

Chu Mo hurriedly swore to the sky that he could definitely cook and was not deceiving them.

Yang Hongyu let Chu Mo go for the time being, and then asked the little girl to supervise him while she went out carrying two wooden barrels.

Chu Mo looked at the thick layer of pot helmets that had been shaken off the ground, and once again had a new understanding of Yang Hongyu's strength.

The pot helmet on the ground weighs not less than ten kilograms but also eight kilograms. Add in the weight of the pot itself, tsk tsk tsk, it's almost the same for Xiang Yu among women.

Seeing the little girl staring at him, Chu Mo coughed and said, "Red Pig, let's discuss something."

The little girl looked at Chu Mo with a wary expression and said, "If you have anything to do, please tell me first."

"Hey, I just don't know where the toilet is?"

"Toilet? What is that?"

"Well, I don't know about the toilet, but what about the latrine?"

The little girl glanced at Chu Mo suspiciously. Sure enough, her brain was broken and she couldn't even talk about using the toilet.

He pointed to the northeast corner and said, "That's right there."

After saying that, he seemed to have remembered something, rushed into the house, grabbed a handful of large leaves and stuffed them into Chu Mo, saying, "You are not allowed to use our toilet seats. If you want to use them, just use the leaves."

Chu Mo just wanted to cry without tears. Damn it, what's the matter? You can be disgusted even if you go to the toilet.

Taking the leaves from the little girl's hand, Chu Mo quickly entered the toilet.

Looking at the toilet built with two wooden boards on top and an oversized water tank below, Chu Mo worried that he would lose his footing and fall in.

Then wouldn't he be just like Jin Jinggong Ji Yan, whose name would be immortalized through the ages?

After carefully solving the physiological problem, Chu Mo took out the leaves and wiped them carefully.

Although it is a leaf, it is not broken.

When I returned to the courtyard, I saw the little girl nestling in Yang Hongyu's arms, and the two of them were talking quietly.

Seeing Chu Mo come back, they all stopped talking.

Chu Mo washed the handle, then grabbed a wooden stick from the side and started banging on the pot.

Soon, the layers of pot helmets were cleared away, revealing the original color of the iron pot.

The two sisters also gathered around. Seeing Chu Mo cleaning the pot, Yang Hongyu nodded with satisfaction: "You are indeed a cook. Work hard. I will open a wine shop for you in the future, and I will make sure you don't starve to death."

Chu Mo was a little stunned. When did he become a chef?

However, switching from a disciple to a cook should be considered a big step forward. I believe that soon, I will be upgraded to a husband.

Thinking happily, Chu Mo washed the inside and outside of the cauldron without stopping at all.

Looking at the iron pot that looked like a brand new one, Chu Mo thought for a while and asked, "Madam, is there any pork?

"What do you want with that? It smells bad. If you want to eat it, just eat it yourself."

Yang Hongyu looked at Chu Mo with contempt.

Chu Mo pointed at the big iron pot and said, "Madam, I want to buy some pork and cook it so that it won't stick to the pot in the future."

Yang Hongyu looked at Chu Mo dubiously, then turned around and walked out of the house.

Seeing that she must have gone out to buy meat, Chu Mo hurriedly shouted: "Madam, come back and buy some vegetables and seasonings."

Yang Hongyu stopped and frowned: "What is seasoning?"

"Onions, ginger, garlic, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and the like."

Hearing Chu Mo say so much, Yang Hongyu couldn't help but frowned and said to Chu Mo: "Go back to the house and change clothes. I will take you to the market. Whatever you want, buy it yourself."

After saying that, he crossed his arms and stared at Chu Mo.

Chu Mo was a little embarrassed by what she saw. He had no choice but to go back to the house obediently, dug out Chu Mo's baggage, found a decent set of clothes in it, put it on casually, and then walked out. .

Seeing Chu Mo's nondescript appearance, the little girl burst into laughter.

Yang Hongyu's eyebrows were almost crowded together.

He snorted coldly. In the end, he didn't know whether he was worried that Chu Mo would embarrass himself when he went out like this, or because he was out of his mind, so he stepped forward to help him tidy up.

Yang Hongyu looked at the new Chu Mo in front of her, as if she saw the little brother who walked in front of her, and spat with a slight blush on her pretty face.

Then he took Yang Hongzhu's hand and walked outside.

Chu Mo followed quickly.

The two quickly arrived at the entrance of the village, spent 5 copper coins, got on an ox cart, and headed towards Chang'an.

Since the ox-cart was not as fast as the horse-drawn carriage, the three of them arrived in Chang'an just before noon.

When they arrived in Chang'an, Yang Hongyu did not rush to take Chu Mo to the market, but came to the door of a restaurant.

It was dinner time, but the waiter at the door was sitting on the steps at the door and dozing off.

Hearing the commotion, he rubbed his eyes and shouted to the three of them: "Guests, would you like to have something to eat? Our restaurant has nothing but a strong northwest wind."

When Chu Mo heard this, he chuckled. This waiter is interesting. He tells you clearly: There is nothing in this store, so you can go wherever you want.

Little did he know that because of his smile, Yang Hongyu's favorable opinion of him instantly turned negative again.