Chapter 204 Our eighth sister-in-law’s old habit of eating food has come back again
“It’s nothing, I can ask the tribe leader for help and ask him to borrow some tables and chairs from the village.
A charcoal stove is also easy to get. The winter in the northwest is cold, so I believe the villagers will have one at home."
Mo Jiuye is not just talking nonsense based on his imagination.
When he led his troops to fight, he often came into contact with the people.
In order to make a living for their families, many people in the countryside who live in poverty would burn charcoal themselves and then sell it to wealthy families in the city to make money.
Moreover, when Mo Jiuye followed the two clan leaders to look at houses yesterday, he noticed that there were simple charcoal kilns in the yards of several villagers' homes.
This is enough to prove that there must be charcoal here.
After hearing her words, He Zhiran's originally frowned face suddenly relaxed.
"Mo Jiuye, you are so smart, why didn't I think of it?"
Mo Jiuye saw her smile and touched her head lovingly.
"Okay, just wait at home. I'll take care of this matter."
After saying that, Mo Jiuye left the yard.
The problem was solved, and He Zhiran returned to the kitchen to continue working.
This time, she made steamed lobster with garlic and spicy mantis shrimp.
It was the first time for the sisters-in-law to see these two ingredients, and they were a little scared at first when they saw the big lobsters.
I never thought that my ninth brother's wife would be cut in half by a single blow...
He Zhiran completely ignored the surprised expressions of his sisters-in-law and kept busy with his own work.
He Zhiran prepared the minced garlic while his sisters-in-law were busy, and the sauce for the mantis shrimp was also prepared in advance.
She deftly spread the minced garlic evenly on the lobster and then put it into the pot.
Immediately afterwards, He Zhiran went to another stove and started stir-frying the mantis shrimp in front of everyone.
Soon, the rich and spicy smell spread out, even drifting further away through the crack in the door.
Eighth Sister-in-law sniffed hard.
"Although I don't know what my ninth sister-in-law is cooking, the smell has already aroused my appetite."
The second sister-in-law teased, "Look, our eighth sister-in-law's old habit of eating has come back again."
Then, everyone burst into laughter...
Just as the two seafood dishes came out of the pot, footsteps were heard at the door.
He Zhiran went out with his sisters-in-law to check.
Mo Jiuye was seen walking in front, working with a villager, and the two of them were carrying a large round table.
There were several villagers behind, each holding two chairs.
The one walking at the end was the head of the Zhou family.
Chief Zhou was old, so he didn't move the tables or chairs, but instead carried a bag of charcoal.
Before anyone even entered the yard, Clan Leader Zhou couldn't help but ask, "Old Nine, what delicious food did you make at home? It's even more delicious than the food in the restaurants in the city."
Mo Jiuye knew a little bit about it.
"Hehe...my wife must have made some shrimp dumplings and mantis shrimp."
"King of shrimp? Mantis shrimp?" Chief Zhou was obviously surprised.
How could he, who has lived in Yuncheng for most of his life, not know about seafood?
However, these two kinds of seafood have no appeal to them.
If there was nothing to eat at home, I would not eat shrimps and mantis shrimps.
Despite this, he had to eat it a few times during famine when he was young.
Not only does that thing have a hard shell and is prickly to eat, but most importantly, it has a strong fishy smell.
"That's impossible. I've eaten shrimp king and mantis shrimp before, but they don't taste like this."
Mo Jiuye didn't know how to explain it, so he could only smile and pass it off.
Several members of the Zhou family put the tables and chairs in the yard and went back to move the next set.
Mo Jiuye took Patriarch Zhou to find He Zhiran.
The tables and chairs were borrowed, and the charcoal had to be purchased with money, so he asked He Zhiran for money.
"Ran Ran, give 20 coins to Patriarch Zhou."
Although He Zhiran did not fully understand the prices of goods in this era, he knew in his heart that such a large bag of charcoal for twenty cents was really cheap.
The wood for making charcoal has to be cut in the mountains and then burned manually.
This made He Zhiran think of the poem by the charcoal seller, and he could also understand their hardships.
Therefore, she directly gave Chief Zhou fifty coins.
The moment Clan Leader Zhou got the copper coin, he felt that the Ninth Brother’s wife was an expert.
Such a big bag of charcoal would cost fifty cents to sell in the city.
Patriarch Zhou counted out twenty copper coins and put them away, and returned the rest to He Zhiran.
"Laojiu's wife, since we are all from the same village and want to buy charcoal, I only charge the cost price."
He Zhiran felt sorry for the hardships of these farmers and didn't want them to work in vain.
"Clan leader Zhou, you've worked so hard, so it's only natural that you earn some money. Just keep it!"
When Chief Zhou saw that she wanted to give him more money, he took a few steps back.
"We farmers are honest people. For many years, the villagers have paid this price for charcoal."
Unexpectedly, this old man has such a stubborn temper.
Since that was the case, He Zhiran didn't force it anymore.
She looked at Mo Jiuye and said, "Husband, the two clan leaders have been very helpful since we arrived in Xiling Village. Why don't we invite them to dinner at home today?"
Mo Jiuye also had this idea. After all, he would be living here for a long time in the future, so it was important to get along well with the neighbors here.
"Okay, I'll go and ask Patriarch Zhao to come over later."
Patriarch Zhou originally wanted to refuse. These days, no one is rich, and it is good enough to have food to feed their family. If he stayed here to eat, others would have less to eat.
However, the smell coming from the Mo family kitchen was too attractive, and the new neighbors could take this opportunity to get more familiar with each other.
Therefore, Patriarch Zhou did not refuse.
"In that case, I won't be polite, old man."
After he finished speaking, he took out the twenty copper coins he had just put in his arms and stuffed them all into Mo Jiuye.
"I have no problem eating here, but I can't charge you for the charcoal."
What Patriarch Zhou was thinking was that these copper coins could be used by Mo Jia to buy some food. He was having a meal here, so he couldn't let others suffer a loss no matter what.
Mo Jiuye was a little amused and helpless when he saw the actions of Patriarch Zhou.
He pushed the copper coin back and said, "Patriarch Zhou, how can you charge for a meal? Do you look down on Mo Laojiu?"
"No, no, no, I didn't mean that. I just..."
"If you don't mean that, just take the money." Mo Jiuye didn't give him a chance to explain and led him to the main room.
This is the largest room in the entire yard, suitable for placing tables and chairs, and they also choose to have dinner here.
Madam Mo asked the female relatives to move the tables and chairs into the house.
Just when everyone was busy, Mo Chuhan, who had gone out at some point, came back with Liang Hao and others.
Several men were holding prey in their hands. From their dusty appearance, it could be concluded that Liang Hao and his men had been hunting in the mountains all day.
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