The Peasant Gourment Chef

It is true that a penny stumbles a hero, Li Hehua is now stumped by money.

She wanted to set up a food stall to sell some food, but she didn't have the capital, and she couldn't do it for a while, so she had to figure out a way to make some money before setting up a stall to make money.

She doesn't have anything of value on her body, so she can't exchange money; like in some time-travel novels, going to the mountains to pick some herbs, ginseng and other precious things to exchange for money, it is unrealistic, if there are these on the mountain, others I found it, can I wait until she goes to pick it? Aboriginal people are not fools.

It is impossible to get money all at once, so you still have to find a way to make some money by your own craftsmanship.

But he couldn't think of a way for a while, and seeing that it was not too early, Li Hehua found a steamed bun stall on the street and spent three cents to buy two steamed buns and one bun with him, planning to go back for lunch and dinner today , she really doesn't want to eat brown rice porridge anymore.

According to the way he came, Li Hehua took about an hour to return home again. When he got home, it was already noon. At this point, no one else was at home. I don’t know if he was taking a nap or going out. Li Hehua didn’t want to know this either. He just went straight into the woodshed, and fell limply on the bed, too tired to get up.

Walking for a long time in a row is very tiring for normal people, and it is even more tiring for her current body shape. She only feels that her whole body is about to fall apart, and she really wants to stop moving forever.

However, the hunger in his stomach was stronger than fatigue, so Li Hehua had to sit up reluctantly, took out the steamed buns and steamed buns he bought and ate them.

After eating half a steamed bun, I felt very thirsty, Li Hehua got up again and walked out of the woodshed, and went to the kitchen to find some water to drink.

There was boiled cold water in the kitchen, so she didn't bother to heat it up, so she scooped up a bowl of Gulu Gulu and drank it, and then scooped another bowl. After drinking two bowls in a row, she felt that her thirst had been quenched, and she just put the bowl down to plan. When I went out, there was a rustling sound in my ears, but it disappeared after listening carefully. But she believed that the voice just now was not her illusion.

Li Hehua put down the bowl in his hand, looked around the kitchen, and finally settled on the place where the fire was burning behind the stove.

When she walked over slowly, she saw a little boy nestled in the firewood pile, the one that Zhang Tieshan brought back.

The little guy was sitting in the corner of the stove, the small one, with his hands on his knees, he didn't move or speak, he just cuddled up so quietly that he couldn't be found without looking carefully.

Li Hehua doesn't know what the relationship between this little guy and the original owner is, but it must be an extraordinary relationship to be brought back by Zhang Tieshan, but yesterday this little guy saw her as if he hadn't seen her, and ignored her at all. Not sure about their relationship.

Li Hehua tentatively took another step closer and called softly, "Little guy? Little baby?"

As a result, the little guy didn't even move his head as if he didn't hear it.

Li Hehua's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself that this little guy couldn't hear him, right? Can't you, so small ears can't hear?

Not wanting to believe that such a little child was deaf, she slowly crouched down in front of the little guy and tentatively shook her hand in front of him, "Little guy, did you hear me?"

As a result, the child still did not respond, as if the whole person was immersed in his own world and isolated from the world.

Li Hehua pursed his lips and slowly reached out to hold the little guy's little hand. He was about to pull him when he saw that the sculptural boy suddenly moved. , silently and frantically resisting her approach.

Li Hehua was taken aback by his behavior and the sternness on his face, and quickly took a few steps back, "Okay, baby, don't get excited, I won't touch you, you see I didn't touch you, don't be angry ."

The little guy fluttered for a while before gradually calming down, and then maintained his motionless appearance.

Li Hehua frowned gradually.

Did this little guy just hear what she said or didn't he hear it? Why does the behavior feel so strange? Why does it feel like something is not right.

However, this little guy seems to reject her very much. She should not forcefully communicate with him. If he hurts him, it will be bad. She should go out.

Li Hehua walked back to the firewood room, sat down and ate the rest of the steamed buns. After taking two bites, he glanced at the meat buns in his hand, then looked at the kitchen, and after thinking about it, he got up and went into the kitchen again. The meat bun wrapped in the paper bag was placed in front of the little guy, "Baby, this is the meat bun, for you to eat."

Afraid that the little guy wouldn't eat, she hurried out and said, "I'm going out, you can eat it yourself."

Li Hehua didn't know if the little guy would eat it, but for some reason, when he thought of what the little guy just looked like, he couldn't calm down.

That little guy was only about four or five years old, but he was so skinny that it made people feel distressed. His clothes were empty. Sitting there without saying a word was inexplicably uncomfortable, and she was still in his arm just now. I saw a lot of scars, old and new. It seems that they were caused by long-term beatings. Li Hehua couldn't imagine who could do this to such a small child, but there was something in his heart that he didn't dare to admit. Guessing made her reluctant to believe.

No, no, no, I can't think about it anymore, I force myself to remove the guesswork from my mind and focus on eating the steamed buns in my hand.

After eating a steamed bun, Li Hehua felt that his stomach was still very hungry, as if the steamed bun just now had no effect, and he wanted to eat it strongly in his mind! I still want to eat!

The original owner's appetite is really big, a steamed bun is probably only enough for her to stick between her teeth, but she can't condone her current appetite.

Li Hehua patted his fat belly hard, "I can't eat it anymore! Do you want to lose weight!"

Putting away the remaining steamed bun and saving it to eat at night, Li Hehua got up and closed the door of the firewood room, then lay down, planning to rest for a while.

In order to deflect her hunger, she began to think about making money.

In the end how can we make money? And it doesn't even cost money.

After thinking for a while, she finally thought of a way: maybe cooking for others would be a way to make money.

However, she doesn't really want to be a chef in a restaurant, because firstly, she may not be able to find a restaurant that recruits chefs, and secondly, there are only restaurants in the town. If she is a restaurant chef, she has to leave early and late every day and return to the village. It is estimated that it will be dawn; the last point is that as a cook, there is no way to get money immediately, and it takes at least a month to get some money, which is too slow for her who is in urgent need of money now.

So if you don't think about being a cook, you can cook for a private home and pay per visit.

It seems that when the ancients got married and died, they held banquets at home, especially the villagers. They had to invite a cook to make the banquet. The cook did not need to prepare anything, as long as the people went to cook.

Li Hehua's eyes lit up, and she felt that this method was very suitable for her now. Her craftsmanship is definitely fine. As long as someone is willing to invite her to do the reception, she believes that the host will be satisfied.

So the question now is, where does she go to find someone who needs to be a guest?

It's definitely not possible in this village. Even if someone really wants to find a cook to make a mat, they won't be willing to use her, and maybe they will be beaten up, so she has to go to another village, preferably a village where no one knows her. .

Then she can go to Shiliba Village tomorrow to ask about it. If someone wants to have a wedding, she can recommend herself.

Thinking of a way to survive, Li Hehua suddenly felt a lot easier, and his hope in life was a little higher. The corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, and he slowly fell asleep.

While she was sleeping, Zhang Tieshan brought Zhang Qingshan back from the field, watching the silence inside the house, Zhang Qingshan said to his brother: "It is estimated that my mother took Shulin to sleep, and my mother has the habit of taking naps. "

Zhang Tieshan put down the **** in his hand, walked slowly to the door of the east wing, gently opened the door and took a look inside, but found that there was only the shadow of her mother, and Shulin was nowhere to be seen.

What about Shulin?

Zhang Tieshan walked in and found that there was indeed no shadow of Shulin on the bed, so he hurried out of the kitchen and went to his own room to check, but still nothing, he went to Qingshan's room again, but there was still no shadow of the little guy.

Zhang Tieshan was in a hurry.

Zhang Qingshan said immediately: "Brother, let's go to the kitchen to see, Shulin likes to hide in places where no one goes."

Hearing this, Zhang Tieshan strode towards the kitchen, where he really saw Zhang Shulin sitting quietly in the corner.

Both breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Qingshan hurriedly called out: "Shu Lin, see dad and second uncle are back."

Unfortunately, the little guy ignored him.

Zhang Qingshan is not angry either, he is used to the book forest.

"Hey, brother, look, why is there a bun in front of Shulin? Where did it come from?" Zhang Qingshan pointed at the bun in front of Shulin and said.

Zhang Tieshan also saw it. He was silent for a while, but did not answer. He just stepped forward to pick up the little guy and patted his little back lightly, "Good boy, Shulin, Daddy is back. Would you like to go out with Daddy?"

Shulin didn't speak, but he didn't reject Zhang Tieshan either.

Zhang Tieshan walked out of the kitchen with Shulin in his arms, Zhang Qingshan picked up the meat bun and went out, "Brother, this meat bun is still fresh, let's warm it up to Shulin." The meat bun is not cheap, and I don't know who gave it to the book. Lin's, quite willing.

Zhang Tieshan glanced at the firewood house with the door closed, "Throw it away."

"Ah?" Zhang Qingshan's eyes widened, "Brother, this meat bun is not cheap, Shulin Chang probably has never eaten it before, it would be a pity to throw it away, let him eat it, besides, what a waste to throw it away. food."

Zhang Tieshan's footsteps stopped, and he glanced at the thin son in his arms. After a while, a sound came out of his nose, "Yeah."

Zhang Qingshan grinned, turned around and returned to the kitchen, warmed the meat bun, then returned to the main room and handed the meat bun to his brother.

Zhang Tieshan was holding Shulin in his arms, reached out to take the meat bun, first grabbed a piece and put it in his mouth, after a while, he tore off a small piece and handed it to Shulin's mouth, "Shulin, Eat buns."

The little guy in his arms blinked, and after a while, he obediently opened his mouth and ate the bun next to his mouth, then slowly chewed it for a while before swallowing it.

Zhang Tieshan was not in a hurry, Kan Shulin swallowed it and then grabbed another piece to feed him.

Zhang Qingshan's eyes were sore from the side, and he waved his sleeves and wiped his eyes.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Shulin that made him what he is now." Zhang Tieshan blamed himself very much. If he could pay more attention, if he could fight with that woman, why would he let Shulin be like this? become like this.

Zhang Tieshan didn't say anything, just shook his head, "It's none of your business, you're still young." My brother is only thirteen years old, and he is still a child. How can he protect Shulin, he and his mother have suffered a lot.

Zhang Qingshan turned his head and blinked desperately, before speaking again after a long while: "Brother, when you are back, we will not be afraid anymore."

Zhang Tieshan made a sound of "um".

Zhang Qingshan looked in the direction of the firewood house, with a touch of disgust and hatred in his eyes, "Brother, why do you keep this woman! She is so bad, why do you keep her?"

Zhang Tieshan continued to feed Shulin the buns, "I have already divorced her. For the sake of her giving birth to Shulin, I will let her live for a while longer."

Zhang Qingshan was very angry, "Brother, you have divorced her, why are you taking her in so kindly! Let her go back to her mother's house!"

There was a flash of sharpness in Zhang Tieshan's eyes, and his voice was inexplicably dangerous, "Don't worry, I haven't settled the account with that family yet, and I'll talk about it when I settle the account."