A few days after the Spring Festival, Cheng Qinghuan had been preparing pastries at home, and the whole family was a jealous mouse to try it out.

Finally, eight different flavors of pastries were ordered.

Among them, sesame cake, crystal cake and cloud cake were not available in this dynasty.

Cheng Qinghuan worked in the kitchen for an afternoon, walked to the room with cloud cakes, put them on the table with a smile, and signaled everyone to eat.

Everyone looked at each other, but Cheng Huaer spoke first: "My mother, we have been pastries all these days. Can we have something different today?"

The rest of the people nodded quickly and agreed. They couldn't blame them. They really spent half a month eating pastries, and they really wanted to eat something salty.

Cheng Qinghuan hesitated at the pastry in front of him, then said, "Then you try this tastes first, and then I'll give you some noodles?"

Song Qiaoqiao thought for a while and immediately took a piece of Yunchi cake: "Play an egg for me."

After saying that, he took a big bite and his eyes lit up.

"This one is delicious, thin and fragrant, I have never eaten it before."

When Cheng Huaer heard this, she also took a piece, tasted it, and said, "It's really delicious. I've never seen such pastries in a pastry shop. You can keep this one."

When Cheng Qinghuan heard this, he was immediately happy: "Okay, let's keep it, I'll go down there for you."

After saying that, he was about to leave, but suddenly he remembered something and turned around and took the pastry away.

"Sister, why did you take the pastry away?" Lian Zhi asked in confusion as soon as he took a piece of it.

Song Qiaoqiao hurried over and said mysteriously: "Shh, don't ask, ask, your sister is going to send it to Lord Yuan."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the house laughed.

Cheng Qinghuan blushed and didn't plan to pay attention to them. She walked to the kitchen with pastries.

After putting the noodles for them, they put the pastry in the food box and took it back when Azhu came to deliver medicine to the evening.

After dinner, Cheng Qinghuan took a hoe and hoeed the weeds in the vegetable fields in the backyard, and then watered them.

She squatted on the ground and carefully studied the Snow Mountain Astragalus, which had grown stems and leaves. When she first planted it, she did not know what it was, but two days ago, when the miraculous doctor came to take Cheng Huaer's pulse, she recognized that it was Snow Mountain Astragalus.

Immediately, I chased her and asked why Xueshanqi can support her in the yard.

Cheng Qinghua looked puzzled and didn't know what to say.

The miraculous doctor didn't chase him and asked, but he came to see Xueshanxia every day in the next few days...

After Cheng Qinghuan finished watering, Azhu also came to deliver medicine.

She handed him the food box and whispered: "I made new pastries, after you and your adults eat them, remember to tell me how they taste."

Azhu agreed with a smile, then handed her a wooden box: "This is given to you by the lord."

Cheng Qinghua took it over, and after opening the box, there was a crabapple hairpin lying inside. She smiled and walked back into the house.

Put the wooden box in front of the mirror and muttered softly: "I can't tie my hair, why are you giving me so many hairpins..."

"Sister, my mother said that giving a hairpin means you want to marry you home." Lian Zhi covered her mouth and smiled.

Cheng Qinghua immediately turned around and bumped into two teasing faces, tugging at the corner of his mouth: "You just follow Qiaoqiao and don't learn well."

Song Qiaoqiao tsk twice: "You said you were in trouble with Lord Yuan. This is a hairpin and a gem-faced person. Are you two together?"

When Cheng Qinghua heard this, he thought about it carefully. Are you together? It seems that right, but neither of them said it explicitly...

She coughed lightly and came to her senses: "What, tomorrow we will go to the field and plant those seeds."

Song Qiaoqiao could hear that she was changing the subject, so she smiled: "Okay, are we going to sleep?"

Cheng Qinghuan went to bed and said, "Sleep."

The next day, Cheng Qinghuan took Lianzhi and Song Qiaoqiao to the field and planted all the seeds.

Eggplant, soybeans and corn have a short growth cycle, so they are planted in three fields close to home. Sugarcane has a long growth cycle, so they are planted in one field far away from home, and wheat occupies four fields west of the village.

Cheng Qinghuan planted two mango seedlings next to the vegetable field in the backyard.

She rubbed her forehead and found that these two mango seedlings would take at least three years to bear fruit. Although there were no mangoes in this dynasty, she would not know where she would be in three years. Who cares about these two trees!

I sincerely hope that the system can give you some reliable fruit seeds next time!

"Host..., I can hear your complaints." The system responded in his mind: "I am very responsible to tell you that according to your current task progress, you will definitely see the fruits of this tree."

"You mean, I have to complete the task for three years?"

The system was stunned for a while before responding in an emotional voice: "Yes, even longer."

Cheng Qinghua sat next to the chicken coop and sighed leisurely: "When will it take longer? Is it better to go back to modern times? Is it already an old lady in my eighties or nineties?"

"No, what you look like before you leave, and what you look like after you go back."

"In other words, I live here until I am eighty or ninety years old, and when I go back, I will still be twenty-five years old?"

"yes."

When Cheng Qinghua heard this, he was immediately excited. This is a good deal. The time here doesn’t count, just treat it as experiencing life!

"So the host, do you want the two litters of hens and ducks you wanted before?"

When Cheng Qinghuan heard this, he remembered that he had not successfully exchanged chickens and ducks before: "Yes, definitely, my pastry shop has to support them by these nests of chickens and ducks."

"Okay, the exchange was successful, there were 400 points in total, and you still have 1211 points left."

After Xiaoxiao finished speaking, a few nests of chickens and ducks appeared out of thin air and fell to the ground.

Cheng Qinghuan quickly turned around and looked at no one, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked into the room and looked at Lian Zhi and Cheng Huaer calculating the accounts, so she came over and flipped through the thick account book.

"My mother, our family only has twenty taels of silver. How come there are so many accounts every day?"

"Don't move, this is the account book I borrowed from Lord Yuan." Cheng Huaer patted her hand and said softly: "You are about to open a store, and there must be a account settlement guy in the store. Lianzhi has learned it before, so it is easier to get started. I will teach her more."

Hearing this, Cheng Qinghuan touched Lianzhi's head and said with a smile: "Study hard, learn well, I'll make you pastry."

Lian Zhi paused his hand, raised his head and asked softly, "Can I ask for some salty ones?"

Cheng Qinghuan curled his lips: "I'll fry some meatballs for you tomorrow."

After saying that, he walked out of the house.

Song Qiaoqiao followed her, walking and chatting.

Before he knew it, he walked into his own field. Cheng Qinghuan stood on it and looked at it. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw a scholarly man walking towards him.

"Who is this? Why haven't I seen it in the village?"

"I told you before, Song Qian."

Cheng Qinghuan then recalled: "That Juren Village Chief? It just so happened that I wanted to buy him a few pieces of land."

"You didn't bring any money when you came out today."

Cheng Qinghuan was stunned and then said, "It's okay, let's ask first."

After saying that, Song Qian walked to the two of them.

"Song Qian." Cheng Qinghuan looked at him and turned around, then quickly said with a smile: "I heard that you took over as the village chief. I just happened to buy a few pieces of land. Do you think when are you free?"

"Oh, I just happened to go to Lord Yuan to get the field deeds, so let's go there together."

Cheng Qinghua nodded, then responded, followed by two steps before realizing that his little tail had fallen.

She quickly turned her head, looked at the little tail standing there, staring blankly at his back.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Qiaoqiao could lower her face and whisper: "He is so pretty now and is so gentle, he doesn't look like he was when he was a child."

Indeed, Song Qian's facial features are very delicate and his tone is gentle. Perhaps because of his years of studying, he has a fragrance of books on his body, which gives people the feeling of being as gentle as jade.

Cheng Qinghuan pulled Song Qiaoqiao behind him, lowered his head and said, "Let's follow you first, you can watch it for a longer time."

“Sanna!”

Cheng Qinghuan touched her head and quickly walked into the yard of Yuanqi's home.

Azhu stood at the door and watched the few people walk in, a little surprised: "Miss Cheng, why are you here with Mr. Song Qian?"

"I met on the road, and he said he came to get the land deeds. I just wanted to buy a few pieces of land and followed me."

Cheng Qinghuan said as he pushed the door open and walked in.

"Miss Cheng, wait..."

Before Azhu could finish speaking, a voice came from the inner room: "Let her come in."

Cheng Qinghuan looked at A Zhu's face in confusion, then pushed the door and walked in.

Song Qiaoqiao was about to follow in when she saw him bringing the door.

"Two guys wait, the adults are changing their clothes."

Song Qiaoqiao widened her eyes and pointed to the room: "That woman..."

As soon as Cheng Qinghua entered the house, he understood Azhu's expression just now.
To be continued...