All in all, there are now six adults and five children in the family, so we don’t have to worry about running out of food.
Cheng Hanyan and Qin Yu, two grown men, both have huge appetites, and they are afraid that if they don't do more, it won't be enough.
Even if it is such a big pot dish or rice, Song Yutong still makes it with the original technique and taste.
The children lined up one by one, taking bowls and chopsticks to eat. They didn't use their chopsticks immediately after they sat down at the dining table.
Instead, after all the adults in the family were seated at the dinner table, Han took off his chopsticks first, and then the children started to pick up the vegetables to eat.
"The soup made by my aunt is delicious." Huahua held the bowl and ate with a sweet look on her face, and there was still a circle of residual egg drop foam on her mouth.
"This pork rib is also delicious, so fragrant!" Erqiang held the bowl and took a bite of the ribs, took a big mouthful of rice, and chewed it slowly in his mouth, as if he was savoring something delicious.
"Why are you cooking so many meat dishes? We can just eat some vegetables. You and Han Yan should save more money and buy more food for Xiu Wen and Ming Xuan."
Mother Song looked at the meat and vegetables on the table and felt sorry for her little daughter and son-in-law.
They were embarrassed to come and stay at their son-in-law's house. Now that the food and drink were so good, they didn't know how much money it would cost them, but they couldn't really deprive their little daughter of poverty.
"Mom, we ate like this when you weren't here." Song Yutong dismissed Song's mother with just one sentence.
Mother Song didn't know what to say for a moment, and her face was a little embarrassed.
Song Yutong thoughtfully picked up a chicken leg and placed it in Mother Song's bowl.
"You can eat with peace of mind. Our family will only get richer and richer, and we will never be poor. You have all seen the field in my backyard, and I will leave it to you to help grow vegetables."
Song Yutong knew the temperaments of Old Man Song and Mother Song, but they would not feel at ease if they did not do something after eating so much good food and good food.
It just so happened that the old couple were much more skilled at growing vegetables than she was, so Song Yutong could feel relieved by leaving this vegetable field to them.
Song's mother was a little uncomfortable at first, fearing that she would eat too much, but Song Yutong would put some vegetables in her bowl from time to time, and in the end she had no choice but to eat to her heart's content.
Everyone was full after the meal, and in the end there were only two grown men left to finish the meal.
"Tongtong's skills are enough to open a restaurant." Qin Yu was not a talkative person, but now he was sitting on the table with contentment, stroking his round belly and burping.
After praising her sister-in-law, she turned around and lowered her voice and spoke quietly in Song Yuqian's ear.
"My wife's cooking is also delicious."
Song Yuqian knew that her man was trying to comfort her, so she smiled sweetly at Qin Yu.
These two people obviously didn't have much interaction, even if they just sat together, pink bubbles would appear when they looked at each other.
"Sister, I want to ask you if you can read?" Song Yutong remembered that Song Yuqian had learned to read from an old master in the village.
"I know how to read, but I don't know much. How did you think of asking this?" Song Yuqian was very curious.
Song Yutong felt that Song Yuqian had management talents, whether through the original owner's previous memories of Song Yuqian or her recent observations.
It would be a good choice for her to be the shopkeeper of the tavern.
She has to recruit people anyway, and it is better to recruit outsiders than to recruit her own people, who are more trustworthy.
Regarding this matter, they were public versus public and private versus private, and Song Yuqian's temperament was clear from the beginning to the end.
She doesn't have to worry about not distinguishing things clearly enough or too clearly. In this aspect, Song Yuqian knows a lot more about human nature and sophistication than she does, and she is also a better person than she is.
"I want to open a tavern, but I need a person in charge." Song Yutong didn't elaborate too much, but Song Yuqian immediately understood what Song Yutong meant.
"Have you and your wife discussed opening a tavern?" Song Yuqian's first concern was not that Song Yutong wanted her to be the shopkeeper.
But I was worried about the things my little sister had done, so I didn't discuss it with Cheng Hanyan.
After all, opening a tavern is such a big deal, it doesn't just happen, it requires a lot of money.
"We have agreed that we have bought the shop and will be looking for someone to redecorate it in a few days."
Song Yutong's words made Song Yuqian secretly frightened. She had never expected such a big thing anyway. The couple really didn't reveal the slightest bit of news.
As for the house with large blue bricks and tiled roofs, it was built as planned.
It's just that these all cost a lot of money. According to Song Yutong's original character of seeking death, the family had long been destitute and had nothing left, so how could they suddenly be so rich?
"Tongtong, tell me honestly, where did you get the money to open the tavern? You and the eldest son of the county magistrate's family have never met again, right?"
The expression on Song Yuqian's face suddenly became more serious, she was deeply afraid that Song Yutong had done something to offend Cheng Hanyan, and that the money for opening the tavern came from something wrong.
After all, it has only been a while, and we have money, food, and this big blue brick house built, and we are about to open a tavern.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like you suddenly got rich, and the money came from a bad source.
"Sister, don't think too much. I have already sent the eldest son of the late master to prison. How can I still be related to him? Some time ago, Han Yan met a noble son from a wealthy family when he was escorting goods.
Robbed by robbers."
"My husband is very powerful. He helped him fight off the robbers, and also helped deliver the goods to the places they wanted to deliver. He was given some money as reward. He saved his life and property. In terms of money, the other party
Without being polite, I helped buy a shop. This big brick house with tiles was built with the money my husband and I saved."
"My husband got this green brick from someone else when he went to a green brick kiln. The price is much lower than what is sold outside. It saves a lot of money, otherwise it would be impossible to afford it."
Song Yutong said half-truthfully, fooling Song Yuqian.
Fortunately, Song Yuqian has a strict mouth. She knows better than anyone what can and cannot be said. Plus, she has always felt sorry for this ignorant girl like her.
"Then you have to hide this matter well, and don't let outsiders know about it. Don't reveal your wealth. Also, don't publicize the matter of opening a tavern. Just claim to the outside world that you went to work as a cook in that tavern."
Song Yuqian almost opened her mouth to have a good plan for Song Yutong. While talking, she explained to her the reasons why she did this and how sinister the people outside were.
Especially among the villagers in a village, if we are all poor, it is natural that we are good to each other, but if someone suddenly becomes rich, many people will be jealous.
Song Yutong listened to her rambling words. Not only did she not feel annoyed, but she also felt warm in her heart.
"Please remember these words for me, don't worry, don't make mistakes, got it?"