Taking away my family's luck? I won't stand it!

Lu Jiu brought Xiao Ci and A Li to the house, and just like before, they brought snacks and a pot of wine.

"You're being polite, what are you bringing for just a simple meal?" Old Lady Liu scolded, "The dishes aren't ready yet, why don't you eat some fruit first?"

Old Lady Liu placed the fruit in front of Lu Jiu and Xiao Ci. The apples and pears were peeled and cut into pieces, with a few toothpicks inserted into them, making it easy to eat without getting your hands dirty.

Shen Chulan had peeled and cut the fruit. This morning, she saw Manager Lin peeling the fruit when he was giving it to the owner of Qingshui Tower to taste, so she thought that people like Lu Jiu and his family must be very particular about the way they eat fruit.

Ali also got a bowl of fruit. Yesterday, Lu Jiu rewarded him with an apple. The taste was so delicious that he wanted to eat another one. The key point was that after eating the apple, he felt refreshed all over, as if all the fatigue in his body had disappeared, leaving him with endless energy.

Now he was very happy to have another bowl of fruit. He squatted under the eaves and stuffed piece of fruit into his mouth.

Shen Chulan is now making the last dish, Maoxuewang.

During the time she was traveling with the Lu family, she discovered that the master of the Lu family seemed to like spicy food very much. Today, when she was in town, she happened to see a whole basin of pig blood on the butcher's stall. Thinking of the spicy dish made with pig blood and duck blood on the ancestral recipe, she bought it.

Cut the pig blood into chunks about the thickness of your thumb and set aside. Pour oil into a wok and, when the oil is hot enough, add Sichuan peppercorns, dried chilies, chili seeds, minced ginger, and garlic. Stir-fry until the oil turns red. Then, add an appropriate amount of water. Add salt, soy sauce, and broad bean paste, and wait for the water to boil.

The overbearing spicy smell in the air drifted from far away, and the whole yard was filled with fragrance.

Shen Chulan saw that the water was boiling, so she put bean sprouts, black fungus and mushrooms into the pot, cooked them, took them out and spread them on the bottom of a bowl, and then put pig blood into the pot to cook.

Finally, the pig blood is cooked and placed in a bowl, then the soup in the pot is poured into the bowl, sprinkled with chopped green onion, minced garlic, dried chili segments, peppercorns, etc., and drizzled with hot oil. The red oil floats on top, and the red color is particularly tempting.

The smell drifted throughout the village. Villagers who were not used to the smell sneezed, covered their noses and looked towards the Yuan family.

The Yuan family cooks spicy food every day. Aren’t they afraid of getting a sore throat?

Lu Jiu naturally smelled the smell as well, and the smile on his face deepened. The Yuan family knew how to behave. When guests came to visit, they would consider the guests' eating habits.

Spicy diced rabbit, spicy chicken, spicy fried pork belly, and Maoxuewang, each one suits Lu Jiu's taste.

However, not all the dishes on the table are spicy. There are also steamed eggs with minced meat and steamed fish. This table of dishes is suitable for all ages, and the dishes are beautifully presented with beautiful color matching.

It's a pleasure to look at.

After finishing a hearty dinner, Lu Jiu looked at Shen Chulan, who had just come out of the house holding Yaoyao, and said, "The second wife of the Yuan family is an excellent cook. My friend's restaurant is in need of a chef, and the salary is high. I just don't know if you want to go."

Shen Chulan was stunned for a moment, then realized that Master Lu was recommending her a job, and quickly declined, "Master Lu, I only make some home-cooked dishes, how can I compare to the chefs in the restaurant?"

"I've also tried the special dishes at Qingshui Tower. To be honest, they don't taste as good as yours."

"You can go and try."

Lu Jiu had a gentle smile on his face as he slowly explained to Shen Chulan.

"......this..."

Shen Chulan subconsciously looked at Old Lady Liu, unable to make up her mind for a moment. She knew that Lu Jiu wanted to help the Yuan family, but Yaoyao was still young and needed breast milk. She was afraid that if she went to work, Yaoyao would be hungry. What would she do?

As a mother, how could Old Lady Liu not see Shen Chulan's concerns? She immediately said, "Chulan, since Mr. Lu has said so, it means your cooking skills are indeed good. You can go and give it a try. Don't worry, I will take good care of Yaoyao for you. Have you forgotten that we have a dairy cow at home?"

After hearing what Old Lady Liu said, Shen Chulan remembered that there was a dairy cow at home, and Yaoyao was not picky about food and would drink both human milk and cow's milk.

"Okay, then I'll try it." Shen Chulan nodded happily to Lu Jiu.

Yuan Lao Er was also very happy. He took Yaoyao from Shen Chulan's arms and kissed her. "That's great. Your mother has a job now. In the future, your father and mother will definitely let Yaoyao live a good life!"

Shen Chulan wiped away her tears. She didn't expect that she could get a job by treating Mr. Lu to a meal.

The most important thing is that women can also work and earn money to support their families, which was something she had never dared to imagine before.

When the third son's wife heard Lu Jiu introducing the job to Shen Chulan, she quickly squeezed over and said flatteringly with a smile, "Master Lu, my brother is very hardworking. Do you think your friends have any work for my brother? We don't have high requirements, just a manager to do it."

The third son's wife's heart boiled when she thought of her younger brother being the manager of a restaurant. This position was much higher than Shen Chulan's job as a chef.

Just when the third son's wife was imagining that her younger brother could make a career in the restaurant, Xiao Ci on the side suddenly poured a bowl of cold water on her.

"How many years did your brother attend private school? Can he write and count? Did he pass the examination for a Tongsheng?"

The beautiful bubble surrounding the third son's wife burst with a bang, and the smile froze on her face, looking very ugly.

Her younger brother Zhang Tiezhu had never attended a private school, let alone being able to write and calculate to pass the examination for a student.

"Since I don't have any, being a waiter is barely enough."

Xiao Ci's pair of dark eyes revealed an innocent look.

The third brother's wife looked very unhappy and said with a wry smile, "Haha, my brother Xiaoer doesn't want to do it."

"What the hell? Don't you know what kind of person your brother is? You still want to be in charge? I'm afraid you are not capable enough." Old Lady Liu scolded directly.

Lu Jiu pulled Xiao Ci to his feet and said, "It's getting late, let's go back first."

Every family has its own problems. It’s not appropriate to stay here at this time.

Old Mrs. Liu glared at the third son's wife and hurried to see Lu Jiu off. Shen Chulan and Yuan Lao Er also hurriedly followed behind to see them off.

Yuan Lao San pulled his wife's arm and scolded her, "What do you want to do? Mother is still angry! You're bumping into her again."

"Why, I can't even fight for my brother? You guys can do it but I can't, right?"

The third son's wife stiffened her neck, feeling that she was absolutely right.

She wanted to say something else but saw Old Lady Liu walk in with a gloomy face. She quickly lowered her head and walked to the table and said to Ye Wan politely, "Sister-in-law, put down your dishes. I'll clean them up."

Fortunately, Old Lady Liu didn’t care about what happened just now and just carried Yaoyao into the house.

In the middle of the night, when everyone in the family had gone to bed, Yaoyao lay on the bed, boredly looking at the bright moon outside the window. The moon was round and bright tonight, just as bright as when she lived in the Chaoyang Palace in the Heavenly Palace.

I just don’t know what Father Tiandao is doing. I miss him so much these days.

Yaoyao's eyes were filled with longing, her lips pursed, and her eyes were filled with tears. Suddenly, a weasel with a pointed mouth and small eyes poked its head in from the window, and then one, two, three, seven, and fifteen weasels lined up on the windowsill.

Yaoyao was feeling sad when she saw the scene, but suddenly the window was filled with weasels, which strangled her emotion in the cradle.