When Song Yutong got up, she felt a very strong flavor of the New Year.
Every household has couplets pasted outside their doors, and children are playing with red paper-cuts outside.
Song Yutong saw that the paper-cutting styles in the hands of several children were pretty good, so she couldn't help but stepped forward to ask for some, and took some snacks to exchange with the children.
After Cheng Hanyan packed up, he saw Song Yutong exchanging things with the children from a distance, which were several kinds of paper-cuts in good styles.
Unable to hold back, he stepped forward and spoke.
"I can also do these. The style is a bit complicated, but it's not difficult."
Song Yutong's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she urged Cheng Hanyan to cut some for her later.
In modern times, paper-cutting has been upgraded to an intangible cultural heritage.
If you want to see excellent cuts, it's not that easy. You need to find a master of this craft.
"Okay, wait until I hitch the carriage, and let's see if there are any shops where we can buy red paper on the way to the restaurant."
Song Yutong nodded and waited for Cheng Hanyan to finish packing, and the two of them went to the restaurant together with fresh vegetables.
Since one-third of the New Year dishes were cooked yesterday, only two-thirds are left to be cooked today.
Song Yutong and Fan Peng had divided the work last night, and each person was responsible for one part. Song Yutong washed and cut all the side dishes early, and put them in a drain basket aside for later use.
These drain baskets were custom-made by Song Yutong from carpenters in the village. They are exactly the same shape as modern drain baskets, but the materials are different.
After Cheng Hanyan lit up all the stoves, he was going to go outside to see if there was anyone selling red paper, and he was going to get two to cut some more window grilles for Song Yutong.
Not long after Cheng Hanyan left, the county magistrate and the master walked towards the restaurant carrying large and small bags of gifts.
The two of them saw Cheng Hanyan leaving, but the door of the restaurant was not closed, so they thought of waiting inside for Cheng Hanyan to come back.
They came here to apologize today, and secondly, they wanted to get in touch with Song Yutong and Cheng Hanyan.
If I can't get promoted in the future, I won't be able to offend this couple in the end.
The Feng family army is about to go on an expedition, and it is initially expected to set off on the fifth day of the first lunar month.
Now is the best time to come. If you climb the big tree of Cheng Hanyan now, you will not be promoted, and you will have a backer in the future.
Of course, the two of them wanted to take advantage of the time when Cheng Hanyan went out with the army to help take good care of Song Yutong and Qianweiju.
When Cheng Hanyan returned victorious from the battle and was promoted, he could look after them and take more care of them.
If I can see the emperor in the future, it would be good to say a few nice words in front of the emperor and give them a hand.
Of course, they were also betting that Cheng Hanyan would be capable and promising after going to the battlefield and return smoothly.
If Cheng Hanyan unfortunately died on the battlefield in the end, then they would just give him a gift and not be grateful.
After all, Song Yutong also has a Qianweiju restaurant here. Whether it can be opened or not is not their decision.
In short, no matter how you calculate it, they will not lose.
Either you have a golden thigh, or you get a restaurant that makes a lot of money every day.
Song Yutong was cooking in the back kitchen when she heard a sound coming from the front hall. She thought it was Cheng Hanyan who had forgotten something.
I found a clean cloth, wiped my hands and walked out. I was about to let Cheng Hanyan go home to bring some things. As soon as I opened the curtain of the kitchen, I saw the county magistrate and the master coming in with gifts.
"Hey, the sun is rising in the west. Master, if your golden feet step into a small temple like mine, why don't you dirty your feet?"
Song Yutong leaned against the door frame, folding her arms as if watching a good show, and her tone was very sinister.
"Mrs. Cheng, you really like to joke. What happened yesterday was my fault and I jumped over the wall in a hurry. Didn't the county magistrate and I come to apologize to you today?"
"We will handle what happened yesterday. You have been wronged. These are just small thoughts that are disrespectful. I hope Madam will accept them."
Song Yutong couldn't help but sneered when she looked at her master's uninterested face.
I plan to let these two people dry it. There are still vegetables burning in the pot, so they must not burn.
Turned around and went back to the kitchen.
When the master saw Song Yutong walking back to the kitchen, he poked the county magistrate with his elbow, and the two of them entered the kitchen together carrying gifts.
I wanted to find another table to put it on, but found that there were too many things in the kitchen and there was no place to put it.
He had no choice but to put his head on the chair where Song Yutong rested.
"Mrs. Cheng, we are here to make amends and negotiate a settlement. Can you show me some face? Mr. Cheng is about to go on an expedition with the military camp. Your restaurant has reopened and no one is in charge. If someone comes to make trouble, there will be no one here to help.
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"If we can make peace, the county magistrate and I will definitely come to support you and won't let anyone come to make trouble for you. During the period when Mr. Cheng went on the expedition, you can find any trouble you encountered in the restaurant.
We make the decision.”
"We will definitely vent our anger for you."
The master opened his mouth and started talking nonsense. Every word he said was directed towards Song Yutong, as if he was helping her think about it.
Song Yutong had always known that his master could talk, and listening to what he said, the ridicule in his heart became even more intense.
Of course, the sensitive information captured was that Cheng Hanyan was about to go on an expedition with the army.
I couldn't help but have doubts in my heart. Didn't it mean that it would be two months before I could go to the military camp? Why would I go on an expedition in these two days?
"Who did you hear that we will go on an expedition in the next two days?"
Song Yutong glanced in the direction of the master, then picked up the kitchen knife, picked up a radish from the side and started cutting it.
The knife skills were really fast and dazzling, and the radishes cut out were also very thin. The white radish was mixed with the carrots, which was indescribably beautiful.
Pour a few drops of sesame oil on top to make it even more crispy and delicious.
"The orders from the imperial court have been issued. We are going to fight the two countries, Southern Barbarian and Northern Barbarian. We will set off from here on the third day of the Lunar New Year and station at the border on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, waiting for orders to fight at any time."
Song Yutong stopped cutting vegetables and slapped the kitchen knife on the cutting board.
The crisp sound frightened both the master and the county magistrate.
"Mrs. Cheng, what I said is true. I'm not lying to you. You see, we are here with sincerity and we really want to make peace with you."
The county magistrate, who had been silent until now, also spoke at this time.
"Master Cheng is about to go to the battlefield. If we intend to do something to your restaurant while he is on the battlefield, you will have no power to resist."
"The reason why we are here to negotiate at this time is because we want to cooperate with you. During the period when Mr. Cheng is away, we will definitely protect the restaurant."