A Farm Girl Traveling Through Time: Raising a Stunning Husband

I made the buns particularly quickly today, perhaps because I was getting used to it, and I finished two batches in no time.

Shen Wu put the buns into the pot and waited for the steam to come up again. Then he washed his hands and went back to the chopping board to continue wrapping the buns.

Gu Zhou was also quite skilled at rolling out pancakes. He had already rolled out more than a dozen buns the moment Shen Wu put them in the pot.

Shen Wu likes to play videos while working in modern times, and listen to them while working. In ancient times, there were no tablets, and it was awkward for the two of them to work opposite each other, so she could only find things to talk about with Gu Zhou.

While holding the bun in one hand and pinching the folds, he said, "I don't know the situation of your family and this village yet. Can you tell me about it?"

Gu Zhou felt that he had been living in a fog for the past few days, and it was even worse after Jiang Yu woke up. He could read some books and had read some strange stories, but he had never seen a woman as strange as her. But thinking about the story she told before, whether it was true or not, even if she was a monster in the mountains, she would not know anything about the outside world.

"There are a total of forty households in the village, most of them are surnamed Li and He." Gu Zhou paused as the sound of the rolling pin stopped and continued, "Our family came later. The villagers are kind-hearted and took us in to live here."

"Hey! That's pretty good," Shen Wu replied while pinching her hand. She felt that this seemed even more awkward.

"Hmm" Gu Zhou hummed and stopped talking. Shen Wu didn't dare to ask anything else and concentrated on pinching the bun in his hand.

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Today, the buns came out of the pot very quickly and looked good. Shen Wu looked through the hazy steam and saw the plump and tempting buns sitting neatly in the pot. When the last pot of buns was finally taken out, the sky was about to get brighter.

Shen Wu quickly packed the food for Gu Wei, and then packed some for Aunt He's family and put them in the pot to warm them. Finally, he filled the backpack with buns.

There were so many things to do that one backpack was not enough. Fortunately, there were spare ones at home, so they simply put most of the food in each backpack and then prepared to set off.

Before going out, Gu Zhou returned to the main room and asked Gu Wei to warm the buns in the pot. He then chatted with her for a while before leaving.

During the day, the aunt said she was busy looking after the younger brother, so Shen Wu stopped cooking for the child. In modern times, she could only change the diaper and warm the milk for the child, and she had no experience in taking care of children. Fortunately, Aunt He offered to help take care of the child, so she didn't have to worry about the child dying.

This was Shen Wu's first time walking to the town. Although he was already familiar with the scenery along the way, there was still a difference between walking and taking a car.

Not long after leaving the village, Shen Wu got over the novelty of the environment and suddenly felt a bit awkward. She tried to make small talk: "By the way..., do you think you can sell all these buns today?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Shen Wu wanted to slap himself a few times. Why would he say such a thing? Why put mental pressure on the child?

Gu Zhou, who had been silent on the side, said: "I don't know. Yesterday was the first time I bought it, and many people bought it without having eaten it before. I'm not sure about today."

Shen Wu hurriedly tried to make amends, fearing that he would bring any psychological pressure to the child: "Ahhhh, of course you can. Our buns are delicious. Besides, flour costs money, and bamboo shoots are picked from the bamboo forest. If it really doesn't work, we can lower the price, even if we sell them at a loss."

Gu Zhou tightened the straps on his shoulders, hesitated for a moment, pursed his lips and said: "If we can't sell it, we will eat it ourselves."

Shen Wu naturally believed that she could sell her buns, and she asked that question just to make something out of nothing. She was not afraid of having no way out.

Turning around and seeing the worry on Gu Zhou's face, Shen Wu explained to him in a low voice: "Bamboo shoots are a seasonal food, so you can try something new. They won't taste good after a few days. Besides, I put so much oil in the stuffing, and added the oil residue, it smells so good. Although I made a lot today, I think I can sell it."

After hearing what she said, Gu Zhou felt more confident and nodded, thinking that it could be sold.

The two walked side by side, from the dusk to the bright day, and finally arrived at the town entrance.

"What for!"

The people guarding the gate were the same ones from yesterday. Shen Wu lifted the backpack and said with a wry smile, "Mother prepared some food for us brothers to go into town and sell it, so we can earn some money to buy some things that our family needs."

The interrogator looked at Shen Wu's face carefully, waved his hand and said quickly: "Go in."

Shen Wu was a person with poor sense of direction. He had only been to the town twice before. He could not remember where to go after Uncle Li had taken him to.

Gu Zhou seemed to see her confusion: "Why don't you follow me?"

"Hey! Thank you for your help." Shen Wu smiled happier than the flowers. She thought that neither of them knew the way. Hehe, she didn't expect that this kid, who had only been to the town a few times, could actually remember the way.

When they arrived at the stall again, the sun had already started to rise. Shen Wu and Gu Zhou hurriedly took off the baskets on their backs and put them on the ground.

When Shen Wu took out a piece of cloth from his arms and wiped his hands, he lowered his head and said to Gu Zhou: "It's just like before! I'll sell it to you for money." Then he stuffed the cloth back into his arms and took out the wrapped oil paper.

She took out a big bun from under the backpack, placed it on the oil paper, and started shouting.

"Fresh big buns! Soft skin and full of fillings! Very delicious! Come and have a look if you are passing by!"

Just as she finished shouting, she saw a person running out from the alley next to her and running quickly towards them.

The man was wearing a blue-gray cloth and a gray towel on his head. He looked clean and neat. He would give them a bump on the face as soon as he got to them.

"Hey bro, how much are your buns? I'd like one."

When Shen Wu saw the first customer coming, his face broke into a smile and he hurriedly went to greet him: "Hello, our buns are six cents each."

"Six cents? Wasn't it five cents yesterday?" the young man asked doubtfully.

"Ah, it's like this, sir. You may not know, but yesterday was the first time we started offering special discounts. One bun was six cents, and two buns were ten cents. But the discount was only for yesterday, and it has been restored today." Shen Wu said as he picked up the bun on the oil paper and walked to the customer and asked tentatively: "Sir, would you like to try it first? If it doesn't taste good, I won't take your money."

The man was shocked by her words and became more interested in what she said. He immediately said, "Okay! This is what you said, young man. If it doesn't taste good, I won't pay."

Shen Wu quickly handed over the bun wrapped in oil paper in his hand, but explained for fear that people would mind: "This is the bun I just took out, just for the guests who want to taste it. If you don't mind, the temperature is just right now and you can taste it."