Chapter 24: Carpenter Master Su Dad



The other four members of the Su family looked at the orange substance in the bowl in front of them, feeling a little uncertain.

This is - an egg?

Su Xueyan stretched out her index finger and curiously poked the trembling food in the bowl.

The heat made her hand shrink. She looked at the wet feeling on her fingers and saw a shallow depression in the custard. She exclaimed, "So soft! It melts at the touch!"

Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Don't burn your hands!" She quickly took a handkerchief and wiped it for her.

Yang picked up the spoon, took a sip, blew it carefully to cool it, and put it in her mouth, exclaiming in admiration, "I'm surprised that rich people would be willing to cook like this! It's even more tender than tofu pudding!"

Su Qingluan thought that the egg custards of wealthy families would be served with seafood and delicacies, and were even more valuable.

She pushed the egg custard in front of her brother and sister towards them and said, "Try it too. This shouldn't be so dry that you won't choke."

After hearing this, the two children also picked up the spoons.

Su Xuanhe was impatient, so he scooped out a big mouthful and put it into his mouth impatiently. He was burned so much that tears came to his eyes, which made the whole family laugh and made him blush.

Su Xueyan watched her brother's "lesson learned" from the past, and was very smart and careful to blow the egg custard to cool it down, and gently touched it with her tongue to make sure it was not too hot before eating it.

"This egg is so slurpable!" Su Xueyan exclaimed with a "slurp" sound, "It's delicious!"

"And with the seasoning, it doesn't smell fishy at all!" Yang praised.

Su Guangfu didn't say much, just nodded continuously.

After they finished their breakfast with egg custard, Su Xuanhe asked, "Dad and Mom, aren't you going to set up the stall today?"

Usually at this time, my parents and my sister go out.

Yang pointed outside: It rained last night, so we won’t be setting up the stall today.

It was still dark as Su Qingluan had just gotten up, so she didn't pay attention.

At this time, with the gradually brighter morning light, she discovered that there was a thick fog outside.

From Huaxi Village to the town, although you don’t have to climb cliffs or walk along steep slopes, you still have to go through a rugged mountain road.

There is a deep ditch beside the mountain road. If you miss a step and fall into it in such foggy weather, even if you don't lose your life, you will probably sprain your ankle or break your leg.

The Su family is not so poor that they cannot afford to eat and have to work outside, so Su Guangfu and Yang just discussed not setting up the stall today.

The farm work was contracted out to temporary workers and there was no need to set up a stall. Su Qinglan had nothing to do, so she simply used branches to teach her younger brother and sister how to write their names on the moist soil in the yard.

The three siblings were squatting in a corner of the yard. From behind, they looked like three dumplings arranged in order of size.

"Sister... this character has too many strokes..." Su Xuanhe looked unhappy.

"Brother, you are so stupid! I have learned it all!" Su Xueyan giggled beside her.

Su Qingluan teased with a fake smile: "If you dislike it, you can change back to the name 'Er Zhuang'~"

As she spoke, she wrote the two words "Er Zhuang" next to "Xuan He" - it was indeed simpler and easier to write.

Su Xuanhe said awkwardly: "I, I was just saying it, I didn't say I won't learn..."

Although he was only seven years old, he knew that "Xuanhe" sounded new, and he had heard the name "Erzhuang" on no less than ten boys in the village, names like "Dazhuang" and "Zhuangzi".

"I like the new name my sister gave me!" The little girl Xueyan tilted her head happily, imitating her sister, and imitated the strokes of her own name stroke by stroke.

Su Qingluan touched her sister's furry little head and heard footsteps approaching from behind.

When I turned around, it was Su Guangfu.

"Father?" Su Qingluan stood up. "What's wrong?"

"Come here, I'll show you something." Su Guangfu waved at her.

Su Qingluan raised her eyebrows slightly.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she had never seen her father's expression before, but it felt very familiar.

Following Su Guangfu into the house, Su Qingluan saw Su Guangfu mysteriously take out a...bamboo tube?

This "bamboo tube" is only about the height of a palm and the thickness of a cup mouth. There are seven or eight indentations on the top that are the size of millet grains.

Su Qingluan shook it, but it was empty and there was no sound.

"Hold the circle on the top and turn it." Su Guangfu pointed to one end of the bamboo tube.

Su Qingluan looked closely and saw that there was indeed a shallow dividing line about a quarter of the way down the bamboo tube.

Su Qingluan grasped the top and turned it, and the original concave part of the top turned into a hollow shape!

Her heart moved: "Dad... what is this?"

"Didn't you say you wanted a 'seasoning dispenser' the other day? I've figured out one just as you said. Can you see if it works?"

Su Qingluan suppressed her inner excitement and asked, "Where do I put the seasoning in?"

"At the bottom, you press down on the groove and then pull it out to open it."

Su Qingluan did as she was told, pushed the piece of wood back down, and excitedly gave Su Guangfu a bear hug: "Dad! You are so great! You are a genius, the reincarnation of Lu Ban!"

Although Su Qingluan knew before that Su Guangfu was good at carpentry - after all, the tables, chairs, benches, boxes and drawers in the house were all made by her father - Su Guangfu's carpentry skills still exceeded her imagination.

The sophistication of this "seasoning bottle" is impressive even in modern times, not to mention that I just said it casually at the time, but Su Guangfu actually made it based on his imagination!

This is such a pleasant surprise!

As an ancient person who followed the rules, where had Su Guangfu ever seen such a "warm" way of expressing gratitude?

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