Chapter 83 Why is there a bug in the water?

Some of the other servants standing by were afraid to go forward and took a few steps back timidly.

The man raised his foot and kicked them on the buttocks: "What are you afraid of? There are so many of you and she is alone."

The servants had no choice but to look at each other and rush towards Wen Zhenyi, wanting to take her down with their numbers.

Wen Zhenyi looked at these men who were taller and stronger than himself, and he was not panicked at all. He dealt with them very easily.

Seeing that he was not at an advantage here, the man looked at Old Lady Wen who was sitting on a stool drinking tea nearby.

He slowly walked towards Old Lady Wen, wanting to catch Old Lady Wen Zhenyi.

Old Mrs. Wen was holding a teacup and saw the man approaching her out of the corner of her eye. She pretended not to see him and lowered her head to blew the water in the cup.

When the man saw that there was a chance of success, he took out a dagger from his sleeve and reached out towards Old Lady Wen.

Old Lady Wen murmured softly, "Why is there a bug in the water?" Then she poured the water in the cup in the direction of the man.

The man was splashed with scalding water in his face and screamed in pain, covering his face.

Old Mrs. Wen acted as if she didn't hear anything: "Yi Yi, don't be too tired. I'll go get another glass of water." Then she stood up and left the hall.

Wen Zhenyi just saw the man's movements, but she also saw that Old Lady Wen winked at her and did not move.

She kicked the last person to the ground, smiled and said to Old Lady Wen, "Okay."

Old Mrs. Wen left the hall because she was afraid that she would disturb Wen Zhenyi. She absolutely believed in Wen Zhenyi.

Wen Zhenyi looked at the man who was covering his face. His face was now red. "You can go away now."

The man covered his face with his hands, his eyes full of resentment: "Just wait."

"I'm waiting." Wen Zhenyi watched a group of people limping out of the store.

Old Lady Wen was hiding outside and watching. After she saw them leave, she walked in: "Yi Yi, who are they?"

"I don't know, maybe it's the housekeeper of that wealthy family or something like that."

Old Lady Wen frowned: "They won't let it go so easily."

"Then just wait for them to make a move." Wen Zhenyi wanted to solve it all at once, but the problem was that this was a market and in a store.

"We still need to be more careful during this period."

"I'll pay attention."

Old Mrs. Wen always felt that these people would have a trick up their sleeve, but it was hard to say what it would be.

Wen Zhenyi looked at the sky and saw that dark clouds were coming out again. It had just been sunny for a while, but now it was about to rain again.

Old Lady Wen looked at the bluestone floor in the backyard, which had just dried up a little bit: "This rainy season is like sunny for a while, and rainy for a while."

"Grandpa and the others probably won't be back for a while, and I don't know how my brother and Xiaoman are doing in the private school."

"With Mr. Shen taking care of me, nothing should happen."

"Grandma, take a break. I'll go to the kitchen and see what to make tomorrow."

"I'll be with you. I'm bored sitting here."

Wen Zhenyi smiled and nodded, and the two of them went to the kitchen together. There was still a lot of mutton left here. Looking at the mutton, she began to think about what to cook tomorrow.

There is still a lot of mutton left. The meat is not easy to store on rainy days, so it can only be processed today, otherwise it will have a smell.

She was now considering whether to make mutton stew or braised mutton. She could sell mutton stew noodles or braised mutton noodles tomorrow. "Grandma, if it rains tomorrow, won't there be many people at the market?"

"Well, when it rains, there are very few people in the market. Usually, the people you see setting up stalls are basically gone."

"Then I'll make less tomorrow and just make braised lamb noodles."

"Braised lamb noodles?"

"Well, braised beef noodles are delicious, but the beef seller is not here, so we can only make it with mutton."

"Okay, what to do."

"Grandma, let's cut the mutton first. I'll save the bones for making soup later."

"Okay, let's get started now."

Wen Zhenyi looked at the sheep's head, feet and offal, and was thinking about what to do with them.

Old Lady Wen looked at her staring at the mutton offal: "Yi Yi, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm wondering what to do with the haggis."

Mrs. Wen put down the knife in her hand and turned to look at her: "Have you ever thought about a question?"

Wen Zhenyi was a little stunned: "What's the problem?"

"You use mutton to make braised mutton noodles, but the price is not affordable for ordinary people. Why not use mutton offal soup to make mutton offal soup noodles? This will balance the needs of diners."

Wen Zhen smiled. She had actually forgotten about the price of mutton. If they wanted to make back the money they spent on the mutton, the price of the mutton noodles would definitely not be cheap.

Most of those who can afford such prices are rich people, while ordinary people cannot afford it.

"I was inconsiderate."

"You are so focused on the ingredients that you forget that the diners are also an important part."

"I'll pay attention next time."

Wen Zhenyi stopped worrying about it and started to process the mutton offal. He made clear soup with the mutton offal, took it out and set it aside. As for the bones, he planned to save them for making soup tomorrow.

Old Lady Wen handed her the chopped mutton: "Yi Yi, the mutton is cut."

Wen Zhenyi took the mutton and started to make braised mutton. He poured appropriate amount of oil into the pot, put dried chili peppers, green onion segments, and ginger slices into the pot and stir-fried them until fragrant, then poured in the chopped mutton.

Slowly stir-fry the mutton to allow the moisture to evaporate. This process takes a while, about a cup of tea.

Then pour in cooking wine, soy sauce, salt, star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves, etc., add appropriate amount of water, cover with a lid and simmer over low heat.

After preparing the mutton, the grandmother and grandson sat under the eaves and watched the rain fall again.

Old Lady Wen reached out to catch some rainwater and said, "It looks like this will be another bumper year."

Wen Zhen would get up from time to time to check on the braised lamb cooking in the pot.

Not long after the rain stopped in the afternoon, Wen Chengwen and his companions drove a ox cart carrying things to the town.

Old Lady Wen and Wen Zhenyi went to help move the things off the ox cart and deliver them to the three rooms.

Ma Yinghe spread all the bedding on the bed. The house had already been cleaned before, so it didn't take much effort now.

Wen Chengwen also brought a few tables and stools from home so that everyone could have a place to sit down and rest for a while.

Old Man Wen also brought Wen Zhenyi's toolbox: "Yiyi, your toolbox."

Wen Zhenyi smiled and took the toolbox from his hand: "Grandpa, you still remember to help me carry the box."

"Of course I remember. This is something you use often." Old Man Wen said with a smile.

Wen Chengwen also brought a high table from home and placed it in the living room. They can put food here to sell tomorrow, which will be much more convenient.