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    About Xiong Simei, Tang Shou had the opportunity to bring it up to Xiong Zhuangshan again the next day. This time Xiong Zhuangshan was relatively calm, and surprisingly calm. Tang Shou almost suspected that Xiong Zhuangshan was making excuses yesterday.

    "I plan to teach my mother the skill of making walnut cakes, and teach my fourth sister the skills of pastries."

    Xiong Zhuangshan said: "Then what should you do?"

    Tang Shou blinked his eyes and laughed like a ghost, "You don't think I only have this kind of goods, do you? I can also make oil, using soybeans to make oil. Now a catty of suet oil costs at least sixty or seventy yuan, but  Squeeze six or seven taels of lard. I can squeeze out two or three taels of oil with one catty of soybeans, and five or six taels of oil with two catties of soybeans. The soybeans cost only one catty more. Do you think this is a big profit!" Tang  Shou was showing off triumphantly, but he didn't notice Xiong Zhuangshan's suddenly downcast eyes.

    Although Yuchao has tofu and many soy products, it really does not have soybean oil. Tang Shou remembers that soybean oil appeared relatively late in Chinese history.

    Yuchao vegetable oil is much more expensive than animal oil. One reason is that when cooking, vegetable oil is more resistant to high temperatures than animal oil. When cooking with animal oil, it is easy to burn the vegetables.  Also because of the craftsmanship, vegetable oil is labor-intensive and naturally expensive.  However, many noble families still like to eat vegetable oil, but the villagers usually don't see much oil and water, and they prefer to eat animal oil.

    Therefore, once Tang Shou's soybean oil can be produced, the profit will definitely be considerable.

    Tang Shouzheng was talking triumphantly, when he was suddenly pulled into his chest by a strong force, making him dizzy.

    "You are mine, and you will only be my husband for the rest of your life!" Xiong Zhuangshan's arms strangled Tang Shou with pain on both sides of his ribs.  He slapped Xiong Zhuangshan on the back.

    "It hurts, it hurts."

    Xiong Zhuangshan didn't know how much it took him to control himself, he closed his red eyes, and let go of him.

    Tang Shou rubbed his ribs, roughly guessing Xiong Zhuangshan's psychology, there are too many strange things about him, and the relationship between him and Xiong Zhuangshan didn't come together slowly, the more he knows, it will only make Xiong Zhuangshan more uneasy  .  But he doesn't want to hide these things, he can't give Xiong Zhuangshan a future, he just wants to teach Xiong Zhuangshan what he knows without reservation, so that after he leaves, Xiong Zhuangshan can have a business empire, maybe standing at the top of the pyramid can always  Dilute the pain of his leaving.  At least better than nothing.

    These were planned by Tang Shou a long time ago, and even teaching Xiong Zhuangshan's relatives the skill of making pastry was not on his whim.  Regardless of their previous conflicts, Tang Shou discovered through this period of getting along that the Xiong family felt guilty towards Xiong Zhuangshan, and they still had a little conscience. Now that he taught them these skills, they would only feel more guilty. If he was gone  Well, if something happened to Xiong Zhuangshan, they would reach out and not just sit idly by.  It is always difficult to live without two relatives and helpers.

    He really can't accept men. Although being oppressed by Xiong Zhuangshan won't make him sick, it doesn't mean that he likes being oppressed. He still wants to find a woman to live with each other and grow old together if he has a chance.  This is his childhood dream.

    However, Tang Shou usually cooperates with Xiong Zhuangshan's love words, mainly to numb his nerves so that he can retreat at any time on the day of success.

    Tang Shou stared, pursed his mouth, and had a slightly coquettish expression, "How many times have you said it, I know, I will be your person in this life, and your ghost in death, so I can only give it to you."  Be husband, okay?"

    Xiong Zhuangshan looked at him fixedly, and replied after a while: "Okay."

    What does this mean? He paused for such a long time, as if he was begging him, and he still had to think about it.  snort!

    Tang Shou became arrogant, and pushed Xiong Zhuang's big and round body, "Go to the cellar and recite the soybeans, then make a big wooden barrel and soak the soybeans in it."

    Xiong Zhuangshan is very strong and has a great physique. His leg injury has healed and he can do all the physical work that needs to be done.

    Xiong Zhuangshan grabbed the hand that was wrapped around his chest, and looked at him deeply. The hairs on Tang Shou's back and neck, who were staring at him so deeply, almost thought that Xiong Zhuangshan had seen through the little calculation in his heart.

    However, in the end Xiong Zhuangshan just said softly: "Okay."

    Xiong Zhuangshan is different from Tang Shou in that he has a strong and sturdy physique, can hold several Tang Shou, and even several Tang Shou can't match his strength.  Easily carry a sack of soybeans from the ground.

    "How big is the barrel?" Xiong Zhuangshan asked.

    "You can soak these soybeans. If there are too many, soak half of them."

    Xiong Zhuangshan nodded, and went out to look for wood.  Farmers don¡¯t buy everything they need compared to urbanites. They live a hard life and can make some necessities.

    Xiong Zhuangshan really didn't eat that for nothing.p; "In my opinion, it may be a domestic slave who escaped from a noble family. Think about it, Xinghua Village is poor, but no matter how poor it is, it is better than being a servant. Besides, he has these skills and wants to make money  It's not easy, look, it's only been a few days, don't talk about Xiong Zhuangshan's family, but Xiong's family has raised their necks, and their backs are stiff!"

    "No, I heard that Xiong Dalang and his wife were sent back to their natal family, and now Wu Niang is making all the cakes in his family. If this was the past, no matter how big a mistake Xiong Dalang made, the Xiong family would dare to speak up, and they should not be coaxed by their ancestors  I'm afraid to run away, Xiong Dalang is no longer a lady. Now the Xiong family is not afraid, you don't know that many people in the village are targeting Xiong Sanlang and Xiong Wuniang, just wait to see if the Xiong family's business can work, and if it works, just say  Darling!"

    "Hey! Why do you think that Xiong Zhuangshan has such a good life? He was a soldier and almost died. He served in the army for ten years and there was no news. The Xiong family thought it was Erlang who disappeared, but Xiong Zhuangshan came back suddenly. When he came back, he bought land and bought land.  The house builder. After that, so many people were disdainful when they said they were relatives, and they even played a matchmaker. The villagers all said that Xiong Zhuangshan was a soldier and fell ill. He was inhumane, and the Xiong family kept secret.  After walking for these years, I have gained a lot of knowledge. I didn't like these rustic girls and Shuang'er in the village. I actually fell in love with this Shuang'er sold by the group of people. When he bought it for two taels of silver, the villagers  Everyone thought he was crazy. I didn't expect that this would not be a loss, and if you go this far, you can earn back a few liang."

    "No, if I knew this, I would have to buy it even if it was sold."

    One person teased and said: "What are you buying, buy Xiong Fulang, you dare to say this in front of Xiong Zhuangshan, and see if he will give you a sigh of relief."

    The one who spoke hurriedly said: "I'll just say it casually, don't sue Xiong Zhuangshan with bad intentions, otherwise I won't be able to spare you even if I'm a ghost!"

    "Okay, it's all just for fun, but don't you think Xiong Fulang is more like the legendary snail girl?"

    "Snail girl?"

    "Yes, my father told me the story of the snail girl. Once upon a time, there was a family that was so poor that everyone in the family starved to death one after another, and there was only one young man left. On that day, Xiao  Lang Jun went out to work, and when he came home, he found a table of delicacies out of thin air, but in fact, there was not even a single grain of rice in his rice jar. He felt strange and didn't dare to eat it at first, but later  I wanted to be a stuffed ghost better than a starving ghost, so I ate it. It was all right, and the taste of the food was very delicious, not like the ordinary ones. After a few days, it was like this. The little man was surprised,  He didn't leave that day, but hid secretly. When it was time for dinner, the picture of a lady on the wall came alive, and the little lady in the picture came down from the picture to cook for him. The little man  Seeing that the little lady is beautiful and has the ability to cook without rice, she sneaks into the house and hides the paintings on the wall. The little lady can't go back after cooking, and the man refuses to paint for her, so he just  I was able to stay and live with him. The two lived better and better, and had a few children. Gradually, the young gentleman relaxed his vigilance, and the painting was found by the little lady. She went back and returned to the painting.  Never came down again."

    "It's kind of like it."

    "It's really like, don't tell me Mr. Xiong is really a snail girl, no Mr. Mr. Snail, otherwise, how could he know so many strange things."

    "It's really possible."

    A villager said with a smile: "I see you have heard too many stories, that's all, stop talking nonsense, I see that Xiong's family is up, let's go get pastries quickly, several families have come from other villages these days, if you go late  Can't get in."

    "Let's go, let's go, these people in the village are really annoying, and I don't know how early they have to get up for this pastry"

    However, Tang Shou's reputation as the snail husband was resounding. When Mr. Xiong was mentioned for a while, everyone secretly called him the snail husband.  He even secretly hoped that such a snail husband could be welcomed back to his family.  Inadvertently contributed to a lot of marriage.

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