Like Meng's reaction, Mu was not very optimistic about the business of tiger-head shoes, and even believed that his daughter's month was getting older and it was no longer suitable to work on these chores, so he advised Sang Ye to give birth to the child first and pick it up if he wanted to do it later.

Yu and Liu were very moved. They felt that tiger-head shoes were the first on the market. They were fresh in style. The key was that the meaning was good, and they were particularly moved when they listened.

If this business is really done, it may be done soon like the flower sauce business, without worrying about not having sales or not making money. But they know their mother-in-law’s concerns, and it will be difficult to say it if they support it. They also think that it is good for their sister-in-law to give birth to the child and do it again.

Compared to this, Yue Niang showed much more positive performance. She fell in love with the cute tiger-toe shoes at first sight and was preparing to learn to do it before. Now that the tiger-toe shoes can still make a big profit, she was the first to jump out to support her and yelled to count her one, she would help with it.

Sang Ye told his plan to ask for ideas, not to be dissuaded. Seeing that his mother was persuading her, she couldn't help but mutter: "My mother-in-law and your son-in-law agreed and said she would help me, but your mother-in-law objected first."

When Mu heard this, he poked her forehead in anger: "It takes so much brain and effort to do business. I'm stopping you for your own good. You don't think about whether you still have the energy to manage business in the next few months."

Sang Ye covered his forehead and said in a muffled voice: "Don't say that he has energy now, he just has no energy behind him. Isn't he still your son-in-law? Now he has nothing else to do at home, so it's just right for me to do it."

Mu could tell that even if he opposed this daughter, he would not change his mind. He couldn't help but say angrily: "Relying on A Lin's pain, do it hard? Yes, you two have discussed it, and I'm too lazy to persuade you, what do you want."

Mang Ye was happy, and the snake held his mother's arm with the stick and smiled and said, "Then you can come up with an idea for me to know the use of tiger-head shoes as fast as possible."

Mu looked at her blankly. He didn't want to pay attention to it, but he still felt sorry for his daughter to gain the upper hand and started to think about it seriously.

After Yu's Yue Niang looked at each other, she was thinking hard to help Sang Ye think about it.

Finally, Mu thought of it first and hesitated to say what he thought was feasible: "First make a batch of tiger-head shoes, then put them on for children under three years old, and then take these children to places with a large population in the city and walk around a few more times. If someone asks, let those adults tell the use of tiger-head shoes."

Sang Ye's eyes lit up and he suddenly understood what his mother meant. She bit her nails and thought for a moment, and then came up with a better idea: "It's better to rent a stall to put on tiger-head shoes. If someone is interested, you can come here directly. Even if you don't have children of appropriate age, you will always have one at your relatives and friends' homes. It's a very decent thing to give it as a gift."

The more Sang Ye said, the more he felt that this idea was feasible. Perhaps it would not cause too much storm in a short period of time, but over time, the reputation of the tiger-headed shoes spreads, and the quantitative change of savings will one day cause a qualitative change, and then the market demand may be booming.

"This idea is OK. You can do whatever you think. Even if you don't, you won't lose a lot of money. Maybe it will be done."

Mu, a person who has never done business, also thinks this method is feasible. The idea she came up with just now also shows the specialness of tiger-head shoes. If a large group of children run to the street wearing the same shoes, it will be difficult not to attract other people's attention.

"Yeah, then let's do it this way first. I'll make a batch of tiger-head shoes in the past few days."

With the support of his mother, Sang Ye's confidence became even more strong, and he asked about the two sisters-in-law and the girl's ideas.

Yu and others failed to come up with a better idea than Mu, so they shook their heads and said that there was no.

Sang Ye was not disappointed, and was ready to improve his mother's ideas and put them into action. As her mother said, it would be best to be successful, and even if she didn't succeed, she would not suffer much loss.

After talking about the serious matter, Yue Niang, who had a more outstanding look in Sang Ye, joked: "I heard that a boy from the Zhang family gave us something to our family. Did he pull you to whisper?"

After the New Year, Sang Ye didn't go back to her parents' home much and didn't know much about the matter between Yue Niang and Zhang You. Now I'm seeing it

Le Yue Niang herself naturally had to ask about it before she could feel at ease.

Unexpectedly, when asked about this, Yue Niang's face turned red and she hid behind Mu: "Godmother, look, elder sister bullies me!"

Mu looked confused: "Is there any? When? Why don't I know?"

Yue Niang looked at her godmother in disbelief, but she didn't expect that her godmother would also "bully" her.

"Haha!" Sang Ye was overjoyed, pinching Yue Niang's pink face full of collagen, and ate tofu openly: "Look, my mother admits it, you should come here as it is! Tell me quickly, does the boy from the Zhang family pinch your face like your sister, huh?"

Yue Niang was not as shameless as her elder sister. She blushed and couldn't see it: "Sister, you, you're too much. I, I don't want to talk to you."

"Oh, I didn't answer the question directly, it seemed like I was pinching it." Sang Ye became even more excited, with a light called gossip in his eyes: "You have met the Zhang boy a few times, how do you feel? Do you think you are reliable and worth entrusting your life?"

Yue Niang knew that the eldest sister was asking so straightforwardly, not only teasing herself, but she felt no resistance, but was a little embarrassed: "It's okay, it's okay, my godmother has praised her before."

As she said that, she looked at her godmother as if she was asking for help, hoping that she could say a few words and help her block her elder sister back, otherwise she would be worried that she would reveal all the secrets in a few rounds.

After hearing this, Sang Ye also turned his attention to his biological mother. In her opinion, her sister and the Zhang family boy were engaged, but if she was unreliable, she would not be able to do the marriage regret for her sister's lifelong happiness.

Especially now that my sister doesn't have a deep affection for the Zhang family boy, she will be sad for a while at most. If she waits until she doesn't marry a Zhang family boy, it will be too late.

Mu knew what his eldest daughter was thinking and nodded at her: "The Zhang family boy is good. He is diligent and sweet in his mouth. He is a little curved in his heart, but this is not a bad thing. He is better than your elder brother's intestine."

Yu was so amused by his own mother that his mother was disliked, and he was so amused that he didn't know whether to sympathize with him or his man, so he had to pretend not to hear it.

Sang Ye still believed the eyes of his mother, and he said with a smile, "This man is not good enough to just look at the surface. You should also pay attention to it. If you think something is inappropriate, just say it as soon as possible. If we can give you an idea, we can't blind you."

Yue Niang was shy but she knew at least: "Sister, I can do it."

Sang Ye nodded and pinched his face again, um, so tender!

The Zheng family did not have a charcoal basin for roasting lambs, so they dug a long pit on the ground, filled it with charcoal fire and started to burn it. Zheng Lin prepared the seasonings used to roast the whole lamb, and put the treated wild sheep on the brazier.

The so-called roasting of whole lamb sounds like a very simple process, but it is very difficult to make a mouth-watering delicacy, and the preparations before roasting are very complicated.

Generally speaking, the whole roasted lamb made from green goats is the most delicious. Of course, the wild sheep that grows up with climbing and eating a variety of ingredients is fine and powerful, but the only drawback is that this wild sheep is not a lamb, and its meat is a bit old.

Zheng Lin knew this and specially soaked the sheep in a special water before grilling. The roasted sheep will be more delicious and will not have such a strong fishy smell, which will allow people who don’t like this taste to accept it.

It is not difficult to make the ingredients, but it requires a lot of onion and ginger, as well as an appropriate amount of salt and water, and squeeze the onion and ginger to make the taste.

Zhang Niuyi and others were not idle either. They asked Meng to rest aside and helped Zheng Lin. When the sheep set up a brazier, they paid close attention to the heat and added charcoal.

Since the front chest of the sheep is larger than the legs, the fire on the legs is less than the fire on the chest and shoulders. This will allow the whole sheep to be heated evenly so that the existing parts will not be cooked, and some are still raw and inedible.

I have eaten roasted whole lamb with mulberry leaves, but I have never seen the process of roasted whole lamb. Now I have the opportunity to experience it myself. She endured her dislike of the smell of sheep and came closer to take a look.

"It's hard to roast this lamb, right? How long will it take to roast it?" Thinking of the deliciousness of roasting the whole lamb, I looked at the shelf with a bunch of raw meat.

The mulberry leaves were a little impatient.

Zheng Lin looked at his wife, whose face seemed to be rounder, and then she endured it and did not pinch it: "This sheep is a bit big, and it will take at least an hour to cook."

After so long? Sang Ye was quite disappointed. She looked at the sky and felt that she couldn't catch up with the usual meals. She unconsciously touched her belly.

"Hungry?" Zheng Lin asked with a smile, cutting off a piece of venison the size of a palm from the deer legs placed on the chopping board.

Sang Ye shook his head and said seriously: "If you are not hungry, it is your baby who is greedy."

Zheng Lin laughed in silence and cut the venison into pieces that were not much thicker than the blade with a knife.

"What are you doing again? Isn't this deer a whole head? Where is the other half?" Seeing the man scooped a pot of water into the small soup pot, as if he was going to make soup, Mangye was very confused and couldn't help asking.

"It takes a long time to roast the whole lamb. Let's make a pot of venison mushroom soup for you." Zheng Lin threw the onion, ginger and garlic into the small soup pot, then put the washed dried mushrooms, then picked up the soup pot and put it on a burning brazier: "Buried the remaining half under the fire, and when the whole lamb is ready, the venison will be eaten."

Mulberry leaves have never eaten such venison. Even if you don’t know how delicious it is, you will not consciously drool. Then you suddenly think that venison is hot and pregnant women seem to be unable to eat it. They instantly feel depressed: "I can’t eat venison, you should steam a bun for me!"

Zheng Lin threw some ingredients into the pot and said, "Today I went to the city. I went to the clinic and asked the doctor. The doctor said it would be fine if I didn't eat too much. Most of the venison mushroom soup is mushrooms, and there is not much venison. Drinking some is good for your body."

Not knowing what he thought of, Zheng Lin looked at Sang Ye with a flash of hot light, as if something was about to move: "The doctor said something else to me, do you want to know?"

Immersed in the touch, Mang Ye subconsciously asked: "What? What did the doctor say?"

Zheng Lin was unwilling to say more, and his voice became low and ambiguous, revealing a different temptation: "You will know it in the evening."

Sang Ye looked at the dark sky, not understanding what to say until night. Just looking at the man's dark pupils with the scorching fire, a bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart.

Just as he was about to ask, Zheng Lin suddenly looked away and focused on the boiling soup pot. He made sure that the mushrooms were cooked, so he put thin slices of venison into the soup pot and was instantly swallowed by boiling water.

Somehow, mulberry leaves feel like they are venison, as if they will be eaten the next moment.

After the venison was put into the pot, the aroma of mushrooms mixed with the aroma of meat gradually spread in the yard. Everyone who was originally chatting gathered and looked at the small soup pot with a long eye.

The venison is thin and cooked after rolling for a few seconds. If cooked for too long, the meat will age and lose its fresh fragrance. Soon, Zheng Lin took up the rolling small soup pot and placed it on the open space beside it.

Zheng Lin first put a small bowl of soup on the table. Most of the bowls were mushrooms, and only a few slices of venison.

The fat bun, who had been unable to control himself, also bit his own rice bowl and walked over. Under the fire, the shiny bear eyes stared at the soup pot for a moment. There was suspected unknown liquid flowing down its hair and dripping into the soil.

Knowing that the bowl of soup on the table was for me, the hungry mulberry immediately put aside the bad thoughts in his mind, went to the kitchen to get a large spoon, and gave it to others one by one, then he held the soup bowl on the table and started drinking it.

"It's delicious!" The first sip of soup at the mouth conquered the tongue of mulberry leaves. You know, at the beginning, she didn't have much hope for this rough venison mushroom soup. Who would have thought it would be so delicious, even if she could not make such a taste.

"Well, it's very good. A Lin's skill in making soup is really good!" Mu and others, who tried to taste a small mouthful, praised without hesitation. After that, they took several sips in a row without hesitation.

The siblings of Duohua Hutou were even more happy and shouted that they would have another bowl after drinking the bowl. Only Fatty Tuan did not dare to lick it with his tongue, and screamed in a hurry around the hot venison soup, which made people laugh.

"Haha, Brother Zheng's skills in making soup are all practiced on the way to business. We all point to him every day.

What about a cook, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get excited even when he was on the road." Zhang Niuyi shook his mouth and laughed heartily.

Dabao also joined in the fun: "That's true. My wife started cooking since she was five or six years old, and the food she made was not as good as Brother Lin's venison mushroom soup."

The monkey was so happy that he sucked the soup while sucking, his face and eyes full of jokes about Zheng Lin, the good brother.

Zheng Lin was dissatisfied with the title of "cooking husband", and was not satisfied with the big bag of money to compare himself with his wife. He immediately took two pieces of venison from the soup pot and shot them quickly with internal strength: "Even eating can't block your mouth!"

If it were ordinary people, they would definitely not be able to escape the "attack" of two pieces of venison, and would even be hurt by two pieces of venison. However, as one of the spiritual members, even if they are not skilled in martial arts, they are still agile.

Looking at the venison slices coming towards him, Zhang Niuyi and Datou immediately took the venison with the spoon in their hands, stuffed them into their mouths, and shouted "satisfaction".

"Okay!" Everyone else had seen this before, and they all cheered excitedly. Especially Mangshu, whose eyes were shining, and he was so impressed by Zhang Niuyi and Datou's move.

The monkey was so jealous that he moved his hand and a piece of venison in the bowl flew out, but he flew towards Zheng Lin's side face, and he was caught off guard.

From the corner of his eyes, Zheng Lin's reaction was a little faster than Zhang Niuyi and Dabao. He even quickly rotated half a circle under his feet, raised his hand and took the venison with a spoon.

But he didn't eat this piece of venison, but used Qijin again to make the venison shoot back according to the route he came: "Give it back to you!"

The monkey was opening his mouth to wait for Zheng Lin’s joke, but he would never have thought that he had cracked it and "returned" the venison back. Unpredictable, he could only watch the venison "fly" into his mouth.

That's not all. Under inertia, the venison went straight to his throat, choking the monkey rolled his eyes and almost choked. After he finally spit out the venison, he pointed at Zheng Lin with a red complexion and said heartbroken: "Don't your conscience hurt like this to his brothers for many years?"

Zheng Lin twitched his lips, silently slid his face, and said two words coldly: "No!"

Monkey: ""Where did you agree to be brothers for each other for the rest of your life? Is it still too late to regret it now?

There was Zhang Niuyi who could liven up the atmosphere, and a big bag who could play monkeys and be slutty as assists. The atmosphere in the yard was particularly good, and the laughter never stopped. The tempting aroma of meat mixed with laughter drifted out from afar, which made the neighbors who were eating suddenly feel that the good food became extremely bland and completely lost their appetite.

A large pot of venison and mushroom soup seemed to be a lot, but the members of the Zheng and Sang families all added up to a lot. One bowl and one fat group were added. Soon they drank it clean without a drop left, and everyone's bodies became warm and filled.
To be continued...