Chapter 75 Give the sausage recipe to Big Brother Zhao
"Is this possible?" He Xing asked worriedly.
"Whether it works or not, you will only know if you do it. Okay, go to bed quickly, you have to go to work tomorrow."
Until the golden autumn of October, Li Rong remained silent.
After He Xing discussed with Zhao Qingyang, he took a package of peach cakes and a can of malted milk to find Li Rong.
Li Rong is working tirelessly to absorb knowledge. After more than half a year of hard work, she has already passed the knowledge and is now consolidating it by doing questions.
When He Xing entered the room, Li Rong only moved but did not put away the books.
There is a pile of books on the table, the pages are all turned out, and the pile of paper next to it is also very thick.
He Xing smiled: "Reading?"
Li Rong replied: "Well, it's just idle time anyway."
Li Rong didn't tell He Xing about the college entrance examination, and even if he did, He Xing might not understand. She wouldn't understand what the college entrance examination means to educated youth.
It's the beginning of October now, and the news about the college entrance examination resumed in my memory is the end of October.
So there is no need to tell He Xing.
He Xing didn't ask further, she put the things on the table.
It wasn't the year or the festival, so Li Rong was a little surprised why He Xing gave her something. She asked: "What's wrong? Sister-in-law, why are you bringing me something? It's so precious, leave it to Daniel and the others."
I still have it at home.”
He Xing pursed her lips and hesitated to speak. Li Rong couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Did something happen? Do you want to borrow money?"
"No, no, no," He Xing waved her hand, looked at Li Rong, and asked tentatively, "Are you still making sausages this year?"
Li Rong thought about it for a moment and probably guessed what He Xing meant.
She didn't want to do it. This winter, she had to take the college entrance examination, and she didn't want to affect the exam just to make a few dollars.
She shook her head: "I won't do it."
He Xing bit her lip and held her hands together nervously. The gods and humans fought for a while before asking: "I have discussed it with Zhao Qingyang. We want to do it. The two of us are going to school, and we can't afford it if we don't have money.
"
Li Rong looked at her: "Huh? Do you want to ask me for spice recipes?",
"That won't work," he said, no matter how simple he was, he wouldn't dare to ask for other people's recipes for nothing. In the old society, these were just heirlooms.
She said: "You mix the spices, and we will make them ourselves. When the time comes, let Zhao Qingyang sell them, and we will share some of the money earned with you."
Li Rong smiled, she admired people like He Xing very much, who were honest and had their own ideas, and were not pedantic and self-contained.
To be honest, she was surprised that He Xing could come up with such an idea.
In Li Rong's view, He Xing is a very understanding person. She can figure out many things on her own just by mentioning them to her, even far beyond expectations.
For example, you could tell He Xing's temperament when he first asked her to help him.
Li Rong praised He Xing, and when He Xing's face turned red, she asked her: "Is this your idea?"
"No..." He Xing was a little embarrassed and looked away, "Zhao Qingyang mentioned it."
Li Rong joked a few words, then returned to seriousness and said: "Prescriptions are not valuable in front of my family. You and your eldest brother can do whatever you want. This is a good idea. Later, I will write it out and ask Zhao Qingsong to give it to you. As for
Give me some money and forget it."
She winked mischievously: "But I'm lazy this year and didn't do it. Then I will eat your sausage for free."
He Xing's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe that Li Rong was so willing to give it to her for free without paying for it.
"ah?"
Li Rong said with a smile on her face: "Recovered? It's just a recipe."
She really didn't care that this recipe was given to He Xing for free. As a blogger, she would dare to publish it to the entire Internet in future generations.
Li Rong has so many recipes in her mind, otherwise she wouldn't be able to achieve over 10 million fans on the entire network.
He Xing held Li Rong's hand excitedly: "Thank you so much! Don't worry, you can eat as much as you want! Enough!"
When she was about to leave, Li Rong stopped her: "Take these malted milk peach cakes back, I can't even finish them here."
He Xing walked out quickly without taking anything away. Li Rong didn't want her to give Fang Zi money, so she might as well keep the things she brought with her.
In the evening, Li Rong wrote down the recipe and the precautions for making sausage in detail and gave it to Zhao Qingsong to take to Brother Zhao.
I brought some pastries and a bag of toffee with me.
When Zhao Qingyang saw him coming, he looked happy and hurriedly asked him to sit down.
Zhao Qingsong handed the prescription written by Li Rong to Zhao Qingyang and asked him to read it over. If there were any words he didn't recognize or if he didn't understand, he could ask her.
He Xing came over to watch with Zhao Qingyang. The two of them mainly looked at the weights of spices.
"What's the word for this?"
"Jiao," Zhao Qingsong glanced at, "Panthoxylum bungeanum and green pepper."
He Xing nodded: "My brothers and sisters are really educated people. There are many strokes in this word."
Zhao Qingsong shrugged and smiled, and then Zhao Qingyang said: "Brother, you cook it first. If the taste is not different from my wife's, I will introduce the previous customers to you, so that they don't have to ask me again. What are you doing here?"
There is also a safe and stable sales market.”
Zhao Qingyang and his wife looked at each other, and then Brother Zhao excitedly patted Zhao Qingsong on the back shoulder and said, "Thank you so much!"
"Thank you, we are all one family." After Zhao Qingsong said that, he went back to the house.
When Zhao Qingyang and his wife realized that Zhao Qingsong had not brought back the candy, Zhao Qingsong had disappeared.
The couple looked at each other.
He Xing put the things away and sighed: "Both husband and wife are good friends. In the past... I won't talk about it anymore."
When He Xing met Li Rong for the first time, she was worried that the relationship between her sisters-in-law would not be good in the future.
Unexpectedly, their family's life got better and better, and Li Rong helped a lot.
"Sent him over?" Li Rong put the little guy to sleep before Zhao Qingsong came back.
"Yeah." Zhao Qingsong responded, opened the cabinet, took a pair of underwear, threw it over his shoulder, and went to take a shower.
He washed quickly and was back in less than ten minutes.
He went up to the kang and held his fragrant and soft daughter-in-law in his arms, kissed Li Rong's ear, and said sincerely: "I miss you so much, my wife. I must have saved the galaxy in my previous life before I met you."
Li Rong knew that the man was grateful for her decision. To be honest, Li Rong herself envied He Xing for having a sister-in-law like her.
She raised her chin slightly proudly: "Yes, you have cultivated blessings for eight lifetimes!"
Zhao Qingsong smiled flatteringly and wrapped Li Rong in a sticky kiss.
The two talked about themselves for a while.
It wasn't until Li Rong said she was sleepy and urged her to go to sleep that Zhao Qingsong got up and put out the kerosene lamp.
My eyes caught sight of the slightly messy pile of books and practice papers.
There was a small cardboard box containing a lot of pencil sharpening residue, and the only useful thing left was the pencil tip as long as the thickness of a finger.
This shows how seriously Li Rong reads.
Zhao Qingsong suddenly thought that if Li Rong hadn't been "lazy" and didn't want to work, she wouldn't have married him.
If Li Rong hadn't gone to the countryside, Zhao Qingsong might never have met her in this life. Perhaps with the introduction of Zhao's mother, he found a girl who didn't mind his disability and got married on the spot.