The little peasant girl from the Wang family was reborn with space

Chapter 119
"Brother." Ruan Jiaoyan tilted her head slightly, as if she was a little surprised why he asked such a question.

"Hahaha, Cui is 38 years old, you little girl is only or years old, and I feel that you are at a disadvantage if you call me uncle, so I don't look young when you call me big brother?"

After he finished speaking, he touched his face, a little smug.

"Then should I call you Uncle instead?"

"No need, no need," Cui Baoshan said immediately, "You can just call me big brother, how can this name be changed at will?"

Other: Do you know each other well?Are you related?Why can't it be changed?
Ruan Jiaoyan nodded, "Okay, brother, the braised rabbit meat is sold out, but I still have six cans of pheasant soup here, which is stewed with ginseng silk. Although the taste is not as strong as the braised rabbit meat, the chicken soup is delicious. , the taste of ginseng has a sweet aftertaste, and it is very nourishing to drink. Now that the weather is cold, drinking a bowl of ginseng chicken soup can make the body stronger and less likely to catch the cold. I wonder if I want to buy a can?"

The weight of the earthen pot is about one and a half bowls, but it is quite enough to hold it.

"Ginseng stew? Wild pheasant?"

"It's the ginseng beard," Ruan Jiaoyan honestly pinched a small section with her little finger for comparison, "not too much, because I don't have ginseng at home."

Seeing her honest and well-behaved but swift in doing things, everyone couldn't help laughing kindly.

"Little girl, ginseng's whiskers are also ginseng, and they also have a taste."

Ruan Jiaoyan nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, the taste is also very good, fragrant and delicious!"

Someone raised his voice and asked, "Little girl, can you have a taste of your chicken soup?"

"I can't taste this, we can't have a sip each, and there are only six cans." Ruan Jiaoyan took out a can from the basket, opened the lid and handed it out to them, "Look, the chicken oil is bright yellow, Very fragrant and nourishing."

Everyone looked at it with their heads, and sure enough, the soup was clear, with a layer of orange-yellow oil slick on it, which was very attractive.

At this time, everyone was short of oil and water, and they swallowed uncontrollably when they saw this layer of chicken oil.

Cui Baoshan stood close, and smelled the fragrant chicken soup, and was immediately hungry. His family still cooks a small pot of chicken soup from time to time, but the strange thing is that the taste is not as good.

Ruan Jiaoyan could already smell the aroma when she opened the lid of the crock pot, and she knew in her heart that the taste of this chicken soup must be better than the one they made at home!

Although she was as excited as if a little monkey was doing somersaults, she still had to remain calm at this moment.

"How much is a can of chicken soup? Is it also 26 Wen?"

"No, this chicken soup has been simmered for a long time, and it took a lot of firewood, and ginseng silk was added, so a can is 35 renminbi, but it is still the old rule, if you have a bowl, you will lose renminbi." Ruan Jiaoyan said quickly .

Although it is a bit expensive, but who can say what about her?The taste is very good!And with the addition of ginseng whiskers, you can smell the ginseng smell if you smell it carefully, so others don't think it's too expensive.

"Brother, do you want it?" Ruan Jiaoyan looked at Cui Baoshan.

Cui Baoshan heard her call "Brother" several times, his eyes narrowed his smile, and immediately counted out seventy cash from his purse, "Sister, Brother, buy two cans!"

"Okay, thank you big brother!" Ruan Jiaoyan happily took a large handful of copper coins, put them in the basket, and quickly brought him two cans of chicken soup. "It's not so hot now, brother, why don't you take it home and heat it up, the chicken soup will taste hotter if you drink it hotter."

(End of this chapter)