Jiang Zhiluo didn't think much, she could only go back to the house.

Looking at the quiet and picturesque Cui Hejin standing next to her, Jiang Zhiluo took a knife and cut a small piece and handed it to Cui Hejin and said, "Why don't you try it for me and see how it tastes?"

Jiang Zhiluo thought maybe he would refuse.

Some boys don't seem to like eating things that are too sweet.

Jiang Zhiluo was ready to take the maltose back, but Cui Hejin directly reached out and took the piece of maltose from her hand.

His finger seemed to accidentally poke her palm. It was very light, but she was still sensitive and felt it.

He quickly retracted his hand as if it was being burned.

Jiang Zhiluo lowered her head and looked at the palm of her hand, and some memories suddenly came to her mind.

The room was very quiet. When Jiang Zhiluo was concentrating, she seemed to be able to smell the elegant medicinal and ink fragrance coming from Cui Hejin. It smelled very good.

It's true that Cui Hejin doesn't eat sweets very much, but when he eats the maltose made by his wife, he feels sweet but not greasy.

It also has a strong aroma of peanuts.

Jiang Zhiluo felt Cui Hejin's silence, raised her head to look at him, and asked involuntarily: "Isn't it delicious?"

She obviously added some Lingquan water when cooking the glutinous rice, so maltose should also taste better.

Cui Hejin said warmly: "No, it's delicious."

After a pause, Cui Hejin said: "It's much better than the maltose in town."

During the Chinese New Year, his mother bought some candies and let him eat a few pieces, saying that he would eat these during the Chinese New Year.

So he can compare it.

Hearing what Cui Hejin said, Jiang Zhiluo became more confident, and she cut a piece and put it in her mouth.

She seemed to find it delicious. She showed a sweet smile, her eyebrows curved into a crescent shape, and her long eyelashes trembled gently, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Such a pure smile is dazzling, like the warm light of spring spreading out layer by layer, shining into Cui Hejin's heart.

Being so caught off guard seemed to dispel the darkness shrouding his heart.

The door inside the house was open, and the spring wind blew slowly by, blowing up a strand of hair on Jiang Zhiluo's cheek, which seemed to block her sight all of a sudden.

Cui Hejin moved his fingers, but in the end he didn't reach out to do anything.

Jiang Zhiluo squinted her eyes, arranged her hair, and said happily: "This way I can go to town early tomorrow morning to sell maltose."

"You also need to cut it into small pieces first, and then wrap it in oil paper to keep it clean."

Jiang Zhiluo discovered that a lot of sugar, maltose, maltose, candies and other things in the town were placed in bulk on the grate. Everyone bought as much as they wanted, and the vendors would pack them together and settle the bill together.

Jiang Zhiluojue's maltose is different from brown sugar.

Most people eat maltose piece by piece.

If there is no separate packaging, it will be dirty if you hold it directly with your hands.

Some people are very particular about cleanliness, and packaging them individually will make them look more classy.

Having lived in the technological era, Jiang Zhiluo understands the importance of packaging even more.

Cui Hejin asked: "How big should I cut it into pieces?"

Jiang Zhiluo took a knife and cut a few pieces and said: "It's about this size. I plan to sell it for three cents and two pieces. With our good packaging and delicious food, we should be able to sell it."

"But I still have to leave some for my parents and younger brothers and sisters."

Jiang Zhiluo still misses them.

After Jiang Zhiluo finished speaking, she raised her head and looked at Cui Hejin, thinking that she was now a member of the Cui family. If she kept thinking about her mother's family, wouldn't he be happy?

According to what she learned during this period, this seems to be the custom of this era.

Cui Hejin looked at his little wife's clear eyes like running water, looking at him with a slightly tangled expression. His heartstrings moved and he whispered: "I should leave some for my parents, brothers and sisters."

"You can just arrange these."

Jiang Zhiluo breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Cui Hejin didn't look wrong.

If Cui Hejin is unhappy, she can't do this secretly.

It's better to be fair and aboveboard.

Her parents love and protect her so much, and her younger brothers and sisters are so kind to her. It's hard for her not to miss them.

Jiang Zhiluo thought for a moment, then went to the stove to get oil paper, and cut it into small pieces with scissors, just enough to wrap the maltose.

When she returned to the house, she was surprised to see that all the maltose on the panel had been cut, and all the pieces were the same size as the ones she had cut before. Each piece was like a work of art, exactly the same as the carved ones.

The same.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Cui Hejin with incredulous eyes, "Your knife skills are so good."

Cui Hejin looked at his hands, was silent for a moment, and explained: "I have practiced swords before."

In fact, he started practicing Qigong when he was two years old.

Cutting things is the easiest thing.

Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Thanks to Cui Hejin, making maltose was so fast in the afternoon.

Saved a lot of time.

At this time, Jiang Zhiluo saw how Cui Hejin liked Cui Hejin, so she smiled sweetly at him and said in a soft and waxy voice: "Thank you!"

Cui Hejin sighed softly, smiled elegantly and said: "Fool, it's me who wants to thank you."

"If it weren't for you last night..."

Jiang Zhiluo didn't want to think about what happened last night. She was afraid that Cui Hejin would be uncomfortable, so she quickly interrupted him and said, "Ah, I forgot about that in my daze last night."

"If you have nothing to do, please help me pack this maltose first."

Cui Hejin looked at her and raised his eyebrows, but didn't smile. He didn't say anything else, but said calmly: "Okay."

After Jiang Zhiluo taught Cui Hejin how to wrap maltose cubes, wrap them on both sides and twist them.

"Look, it's wrapped up like this."

"good."

The two of them were busy together like this, and the room was filled with a warm and warm atmosphere.

Madam Cui quietly looked over worriedly. Seeing the two people looking so harmonious, her smile almost overflowed from her eyes.

Mrs. Cui silently went to make dinner.

After the maltose was wrapped and the family had dinner, Jiang Zhiluo boiled the medicine and let Mrs. Cui and Cui Hejin drink it.

After washing up, Jiang Zhiluo and Cui Hejin sat at the table together.

Cui Hejin copied books as usual.

Jiang Zhiluo originally wanted to ask him to borrow a piece of paper, but when she looked up she saw that he was still copying books and said, "Didn't you go to school to teach? Do you still want to copy books?"

Jiang Zhiluo felt that copying books was very hard, but she didn't want Cui Hejin to continue doing it.

"That's not the case. Someone has come for me and it's hard to refuse."

In fact, it is because Cui Hejin never made any typos when copying books, and his calligraphy was very good. The books he copied sold very well in bookstores.

When the man who had helped him before came to him, it was difficult for him to refuse, but the most important thing was that Cui Hejin wanted to do something, and the money he earned could be used for his wife's household needs.

He is a man and it is his responsibility to support the family.

Jiang Zhiluo didn't even notice a change between them at this time.
Chapter completed!