She entered Shen Jingan's room. Shen Jingan had just finished copying one sheet and was taking out the paper and putting it aside to dry, preparing to copy another sheet.

Lin Yan stared at him: "My husband seems to have not been to the academy for a long time?"

Shen Jingan was stunned.

Indeed, since his father died of illness, he has never left again.

Lin Yan said: "My husband is still young, are you planning to live like this for the rest of your life copying books?"

Later?

He had also thought about it when he was studying at a young age.

But since his father left, they have owed too much debt, and his grandmother comes over from time to time to cause trouble for them. Their life is in a mess, so how can he dare to think about his ambitions?

Lin Yan saw that he was silent and knew that he was not willing to do this.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The communication between the original owner and Shen Jingan was too little.

The original owner was a shy person. He only helped the Huang family with odd jobs after two months of marriage. Shen Jingan copied books day and night. The two of them were close acquaintances. They hadn't spoken a word to each other for several days. Common things.

Thinking of this, Lin Yan couldn't help but look at Shen Jing'an again.

Even though I didn't know her at all, I was able to spend half of my money to support her business in the morning. It was really courageous.

She smiled and asked the person out of the room: "Let's go, it won't taste good if you don't go and stew the noodles."

Lin Yan's smile seemed to have magic power. Shen Jingan couldn't help but smile softly and said, "Okay."

He walked in front, the sunset shining on his white washed gown. He walked not fast, his back straight.

Lin Yan looked at him from behind. Although Shen Jingan looked like an ordinary person on the surface, upon closer inspection, he was indeed much thinner than ordinary people, his complexion was not good, and he was shockingly white.

As they approached the dining table, Lin Yan heard him whisper: "At the end of last year, I told my dad that I wanted to try this year's county exam and try my luck."

Unexpectedly, when the county examination came, he was seriously ill and almost died due to a spring cold.

And his father, in order to earn money for his medicine, ran around. As a result, while he was still alive, his father fell down the mountain and didn't even survive the spring.

When Shen Jingan said this, he was avoiding Mrs. Huang.

Lin Yan then whispered: "It's just summer now, and there's still nearly a year before the next county exam. Why don't you prepare first?"

Shen Jingan nodded and saw that Mr. Huang had brought the chopsticks, so he stopped talking.

It lacked broth and ingredients, and the noodles were too simple, but they once again surprised Huang and Shen Jingan.

Although there is no rule of not saying anything after eating, the two people opposite them ate so much that they wanted to bury their heads in their bowls.

After eating noodles, cleaning the kitchen, and each of us freshening up, the night was getting darker.

Lin Yan squatted in the kitchen, carefully thought over the plan in his mind, soaked two kilograms of red beans, then packed up and went back to the house to sleep.

The next day, Lin Yan got up early again, cooked porridge in the kitchen, washed the beans and steamed them in a rice cooker, and then went to see the old noodles again.

It was probably because the sugar here was not good enough and the fermentation of the old noodles was not complete enough. Lin Yan looked at it carefully for a while, regretfully resealed it, and could only wait until tomorrow to make buns again.

In fact, she said that although the meat pie business is good, she prefers to sell steamed buns and steamed buns. The skill of making dough is enough for her to make a full profit first when others study and imitate it.

Lin Yan bought the meat, and then went into the shop with Mr. Huang to make noodles and prepare to sell pancakes.

This time, Uncle Wang from the shop opposite arrived early.

He arrived unusually early, and Lin Yan opened the shop door. He came over quickly, and when he saw Lin Yan making dough, he smiled flatteringly and said, "Yesterday's meatloaf was so delicious. Your aunt, from now on

She kept talking about it from morning to night, insisting that I buy her a piece to try today!"

Lin Yan laughed when he heard this: "It will take a while for this cake to be baked. Uncle Wang, why not go home and wait. I will send it to you when it is ready."

Uncle Wang hurriedly waved his hand: "It's okay, it's still early, and there's not much business. I'll just wait here."

So, he stared at the dough without blinking.

After the noodles were mixed, Lin Yan found a lid to cover it and set it aside to keep awake. At this time, Huang had already chopped the meat and asked Lin Yan to come over and season it.

Uncle Wang just watched from the sidelines as Lin Yan put the fat meat into a pot and boiled it in oil, then added salt, a little sugar, a few spoons of water, chopped green onion, etc. to the meat, and then stirred vigorously.

After the meat is seasoned and marinated, Huang has also finished processing the beans. According to the amount of sugar added yesterday, each red bean is carefully crushed into pieces and fluffy.

After the oil was boiled and put into the basin, Lin Yan asked Uncle Wang how many cakes he wanted.

Uncle Wang finally came to his senses and stretched out his finger sheepishly: "A meat pie."

After thinking about it for a while, I felt embarrassed and said hurriedly: "I also want a bean stuffing."

When Lin Yan finished frying the cake, he hurriedly took it and then ran back quickly.

Mrs. Zheng had already been waiting anxiously. Uncle Wang carefully tore the two cakes in half, and tasted them carefully with his wife.

Mrs. Zheng had been coveting this cake since yesterday. She was reluctant to buy it because she was worried about the money. Her mind couldn't turn around for a moment. All she could think about was that the shop opposite was ready to be sold. Why did it suddenly happen?

Has this craft developed?

She had a sleepless night, tossing and turning. When she got the cake, she quickly asked: "Have you looked carefully? Do you remember how to make it?"

Uncle Wang nodded hurriedly: "Remember, it's just a few steps, it's not difficult."

No one knows the Wang family’s little thoughts.

Probably because of the reputation gained on the first day, the business on the second day was actually better than the first. Not long after, Lin Yan and Huang once again sold out two pounds of meat and two pounds of beans.

, still an income of about 600 copper plates.

Lin Yan left three pancakes as usual, but this time when Huang was very distressed, the ones left were all stuffed with meat.

She has been here for three days and has not eaten a bite of meat. She is so greedy!

Lin Yan, who was so greedy, ate meat pie for lunch, went to see her noodle shop again, and estimated that she would be able to make steamed buns the next day. Then she remembered that her house did not have a steamer, but a rice steamer for steaming.

The red beans were okay, but the steamed buns were inappropriate and too small.

Lin Yan suddenly became worried and hurriedly went to find Huang and asked her where to buy a steamer.

How does Huang know this? She has never heard of this thing.

Mr. Huang didn't know what to ask, but Shen Jingan became curious: "What do you want this steamer for?"

Lin Yan then promoted her white, plump, fluffy, soft and chewy big white buns. As she spoke, she couldn't help but sigh: "When you take a bite, the big meat stuffing inside is steamed out and the juice is tender.

, salty and delicious, it couldn’t be more delicious!”

It sounded really delicious. Shen Jingan hit her: "Too much meat, I'm afraid not many people will buy it."

After all, the price of meat is too expensive. If a bun contains a large spoonful of meat, the price will definitely be high.
Chapter completed!