There are earth formulas for treating frostbite in the north. Su Jinniang and her two men applied warm ginger juice for three consecutive days, and their feet were almost gone.

It was already dark outside, and Su Jin quietly crawled out of the bed.

Archer was sleeping soundly. Feng Shi heard the movement and asked his wife yawned and said, "Are you getting up?"

Su Jin whispered while wearing clothes: "I'll go cook, you guys will continue to sleep."

Feng Shi muttered sleepily: "There is a cook in the mansion, so you don't have to cook."

Su Jin thought he was stupid: "Mr. Xiao takes good care of you. Now that we are moving in, we have to express our feelings no matter how we are."

The family has no money or power, so you can only do something within your ability.

Feng Shi thought about it and made sense, so he ignored his wife and continued to sleep.

Su Jin put on thick-soled cotton shoes and went to the kitchen in the dark.

Xiao Zhen’s Qianhu Mansion has two kitchens in total. The kitchen in the front yard is dedicated to the guards. The second kitchen is to serve Xiao Zhen. As well as Feng Shi and Su Jin walked out of the east wing, he saw that the kitchen in the corner diagonally opposite had lights on. The cold wind was howling, like a beast. The dim light was particularly greedy.

Su Jin rubbed his hands and trotted over.

Xiao Zhen lived a frugal life. In addition to the guards guarding the gate, there were only three servants in the entire mansion. Uncle Liu was watching the door and sweeping the yard, Aunt Liu cooked, washed and sewed, and twelve-year-old Chuntao helped his mother, either adding firewood to fire, or serving tea and water. The Liu family had a son, but died on the battlefield, so Xiao Zhen hired this family to take care of him.

Aunt Liu is enthusiastic and simple, Chuntao is diligent and honest, Su Jin likes this mother and daughter very much. Yesterday Chuntao gave them a roasted sweet potato.

Pushing open the old wooden door, Su Jin quickly slipped in and closed it in time.

"My grandma Jin, why have you been getting up long ago?" Aunt Liu had just boiled a pot of hot water and was about to make a dough cake.

Su Jin smiled and said, "I have been here for three days and have been eating and drinking for free. This morning I will steam buns for adults to express my feelings."

Aunt Liu knew that Su Jin opened a bun shop in Yangzhou, so she let go and pointed to Su Jin where the flour was placed, and went to wash cabbage.

Halfway through the cabbage, Aunt Liu remembered something and wanted to remind Mr. Su Jinxiao to be frugal. When eating pasta, she told him to use white flour and corn flour. As a result, when she turned around, Su Jin had already added water to the basin, and the white flour was covered with wheat noodles. Seeing the young wife's happy and busy work, Aunt Liu had to swallow the words.

Forget it, just a meal, just think it's better for adults to improve their food. It's a great family, so we should have had a better meal.

Meat buns must be better than vegetable buns, especially men love to eat meat, so Su Jin not only used white flour, but also wanted to make meat-filled buns. Unfortunately, after searching for a while, there was no meat in the kitchen. It was too late to buy it now, so there was no choice but to use the cabbage.

The young wife's kitchen knife made her very smooth, and her speed made Aunt Liu both envious and ashamed.

"It's so fast." Aunt Liu stared at Su Jin's white and tender little hands intently.

Su Jin said: "Practice makes perfect. I have sold up to 569 buns a day. It is natural to cut it faster."

Aunt Liu opened her mouth wide and said, "Five Hundred and Sixty-nine buns," which is considered as the cheapest vegetable filling. So, can Su Jin sell five cents of silver a day and earn fifteen taels a month?"

Su Jin laughed: "There are not so many. When the business is at its best, it sells 500 pieces a day, and when it is bad, it is good to sell 50 pieces. After deducting the capital, you can earn four or five taels a month."

When Aunt Liu heard this, she sucked her breath and said, "You still think it's too little? We are a fifth-rank official, only eight taels a month."

Su Jin was stunned and sighed, "The lord is an official, with power and power. Just get money per month. I sell buns, and I prepare for the chickens every day, and sell them until noon before I can go home to rest. It's fine if I'm tired. If there is a natural disaster and the business cannot be completed, I won't make a penny. Look at me, I have worked hard to save money for three years, and I'm not enough to travel to the north."

Aunt Liu understands that the people are the hardest, and nothing is easy.

After talking here, both of them were silent.

The filling was ready and the noodles were almost done, so Su Jin started rolling the dough.

Aunt Liu felt that her skin was too thin to cover the food.

Su Jin smiled without saying a word, rolled the dough and pinched the buns, and soon filled a basket of trays.

"Okay, go and wash your face. I can't make the buns very well, so there's no problem with burning the fire." Aunt Liu smiled.

Su Jin nodded and brought a basin of washing water back to the room.

As soon as she closed the door with her shoulders, the other side of the upper room creaked, Xiao Zhen opened the door and showed his figure. At this time, it was a little bright and when water dripped into ice, the man was only wearing a white coarse cloth practice suit, holding a two-meter-long bright silver spear, and went to the front yard for morning exercise. When passing by the kitchen, a faint fragrance of food floated out. Xiao Zhen stopped and looked at the kitchen.

To be honest, Aunt Liu's cooking skills are not very good, and the things she makes can only be said to be not bad. It is as tempting as the smell of food, and she can't smell it a few meals a year. Xiao Zhen was born in a poor family and is now a little famous. He still retains the simplicity of his youth and is not picky about food, clothing, housing and transportation. However, if Aunt Liu's cooking skills are improved, he would be happy to see it succeed.

After dancing for two quarters of a minute, Xiao Zhen walked back with fever all over his body. When he arrived at the backyard, Feng Shi came out with water for washing his face.

"Sir, it's morning." Feng Shi greeted with a smile.

Xiao Zhen inexplicably remembered the screams of listening to three nights in a row, and since Su Jin came over, Feng Shi laughed so much every day.

He nodded.

Feng Shi took the basin and splashed water.

Xiao Zhen glanced at the east wing room, frowned slightly, and brought tea and water. Isn’t this all women’s job? Feng Shi was too spoiled by his wife.

First, he was shameless, and then he used his honest and honest husband now. Xiao Zhen had a very bad impression of Su Jin.

Chuntao brought hot water over, Xiao Zhen washed himself, and she went to make the bed and fold the quilt.

Xiao Zhen is serious and majestic. The twelve-year-old Chuntao is afraid of him and will not speak if he can.

When Xiao Zhen rolled up his sleeves, he accidentally glanced at the little maid's back who was diligent in doing things. He thought that if he married his wife in the future, he would definitely obey his wife's discipline, so that she would not dare to go westward. If she shut up, she would never dare to speak out. Men are fighting outside to earn fame, and women are taking care of their husbands and children at home. This is the husband and wife.

"Sir, I will bring Jinniang, Archer will come to pay your respects."

Feng Shi's loud voice came from outside the window, and Xiao Zhen was dressed and walked out. In winter, all the houses were replaced with thick cotton door curtains. Because they were too tall, Xiao Zhen had to bend his waist lower than ordinary people when he went out. Taking advantage of the short space of bent down, Xiao Zhen looked at the family of three in the main hall without a trace.

Feng Shi is already acquaintance. There is a woman next to him wearing a short persimmon-red jacket and a light-colored long skirt. She has such bright red clothes. She has never seen her since Xiao Zhen came to Zhangcheng. Xiao Zhen did not look up, but he saw Archer in the middle of the couple, a five-year-old boy with white skin and red lips, and a pair of watery peach eyes. He looked at him nervously, nervous but not cowardly.

Xiao Zhen was shocked.

There is no calmness on this child who looks like Feng Shi, including the boy's rare calmness.

Follow your mother?

Standing up straight, Xiao Zhen looked up.

He is the owner of this mansion and the Qianhu family who greeted the family of three. Since Xiao Zhen came out, Su Jin looked at him curiously. She had seen the man's height for a long time. At this moment, she saw the man's face clearly, with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, heroic and upright, and a sharp general's aura came to her face. Su Jin, a young wife who had never seen anything in the world, couldn't help but feel panic, hurriedly lowered her eyes, and respectfully said: "Minister Su has seen the adult, thank you for taking it in."

When she lowered her head, she also missed the complexity in Xiao Zhen's eyes.

Seeing the little woman's beautiful face and her enchanting figure that could not be concealed by her thick winter clothes, and hearing her soft voice when she was talking normally, Xiao Zhen looked at Archer again and his chest gradually became angry.

He saw clearly that Su Jin had a phoenix-eye eye. Apart from her chin, Archer's skin color might also follow her, and the mother and son had no other similarities. A child is not like a mother or a father, so there are only two possibilities: either he was picked up by the couple, or the child's biological father has another person.

Xiao Zhen regards Feng Shi as a good brother who goes through life and death. If Archer's identity is the latter, then Xiao Zhen cannot tolerate it.

However, the truth remains to be found.

"Xiao and Brother Feng are brothers and sisters, so you don't need to be polite, just stay with peace of mind." Xiao Zhen said seriously.

When Su Jin heard this, she was secretly happy. Unexpectedly, her stupid man was so lucky that Xiao Zhen valued it so much that she even called her brother and sister.

"I dare not take it or not, I'm so polite, sir." Su Jin said humbly, and after saying that, he gently pushed his son.

Archer took two steps forward, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Xiao Zhen in a decent manner: "Article, Lord Xie, take us in."

The child was innocent, and Xiao Zhen immediately helped the boy up.

After the ceremony, Archer stepped back to his mother's side, his thin lips tightly pursed, and his thick eyes were hanging down, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiao Zhen underestimated the child's sensitivity and sat down by himself.

Aunt Liu smiled and asked if she could prepare the meal. She also specifically reported to Xiao Zhen: "Sir, the steamed buns that Jin Niang cooked in this morning are so delicious!"

Xiao Zhen raised his eyebrows.

Su Jin said embarrassedly: "The road was in a hurry, and the girl forgot to prepare gifts, so she became a specialty bun for filial piety. Don't dislike it."

Xiao Zhen said: "You are welcome."

Su Jin winked at Feng Shi.

Feng Shi was very concerned about the buns made by his wife, but he didn't see them.

Su Jin had no choice but to speak by himself: "That sir, let's go, we'll leave."

Xiao Zhen nodded.

Su Jin took his son and pulled Feng Shi away, and went to the wing room to eat at his own room.

Shortly after they left, Aunt Liu brought two big bowls of buns and three in one bowl.

The buns made by Su Jin are white and large, with thin skin and plenty of filling, white mist and full of fragrance.

Xiao Zhen could not control his hunger, but Archer had no clue and he didn't want to eat that woman's thing.

Aunt Liu left, Xiao Zhen went to the house to find two pieces of oil paper, divided the six big buns into two pieces, and hid them in the bedroom.

"How is it? Jinniang is good at craftsmanship?" After a while, Aunt Liu came to clean the dining table. Seeing that both bowls were empty, she chatted happily.

Xiao Zhen was absent-minded.

After dinner, he and Feng Shi rode their horses to the military camp.

On the way, Xiao Zhen rarely talked too much, took the initiative to talk to Feng Shi and praised the boy for being calm and sensible.

Feng Shiyu Youheng laughed: "Jin Niang teaches you well, let Ache study and take the exam for scholars in the future."

Xiao Zhen tentatively said: "I think Archer is taller than an ordinary five-year-old child, but he was born in the first year?"

Both are five years old, and births in the first lunar month and the twelfth lunar month are equivalent to one year apart.

Feng Shi still laughed: "This time, the adults guessed it wrong. Archer was born in the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, a little brat, and he made trouble for Jin Niang to come out one day and one night."

Xiao Zhen clenched the reins.
To be continued...