Lin Huan just accompanied her mother up the mountain to burn paper.
The mountain road went further and further away, and when they saw the lights, they were already standing at the gate of an ancient city - traditional Chinese lanterns were hung on the walls, and soldiers with spears stood under the gate.
My mother was carrying braised pork head meat and shouted at the group of people: "Son, what kind of country is this?"
Lin Huan closed her eyes.
OK Time traveled. With mom.
Fortunately, my phone has power and has various PDFs stored there.
My mother was originally a good at killing chickens and ducks in the vegetable market. In the Northern Song Dynasty, she just returned to her old business. Lin Huan was responsible for researching information and conducting research and development. From braised food stalls to restaurants and inns, Sichuan flavor swept all the way.
The mother and daughter were counting money until they were too weak. The only incident was——
There was a prodigal son in the store who was doing credit every day. His mother beat him out with a spatula three times and then came back to him.
Later, Lin Huan found out that he was the master of the government office, and he was pretending to be a playboy in order to investigate the case. I come to the store every day, not to eat, but to see her.
On the day he paid back the money, he slapped his salary on the counter and squatted in front of the store all afternoon.
Lin Huan came out and asked him what he was doing.
He raised his head: "I was thinking about how to ask your mother to ask for her daughter. I thought about it for three hours, but I didn't come up with it - she is too good at spatulas."
Lin Huan looked at him and suddenly wanted to laugh.
Later, he really came every day.
As son-in-law.
(Shrewish mother × cowardly daughter × master who appears to be a prodigal but is behind the scenes｜From killing chickens and ducks to becoming rich, on how Sichuan women made money in the Northern Song Dynasty)
The author has something to say: Babies who have read this article, I really appreciate your support for the young author. Before writing this article, I just had an idea in my mind. In the process of writing, I became more and more clear about what I wanted. I didn't just want to write a story about a mother and daughter traveling through ancient times. I also wanted to write about the true face of the Southern Song Dynasty and how the mother and daughter survived at that time. So I need to spend time reorganizing the outline and characters, as well as checking historical facts. No matter what I do, I think it should be taken seriously, so I decided to rewrite this article. You can read these chapters first and wait for my new version to meet you again. (Ps: Thank you to the baby who irrigated me, I was really touched)
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