Song Shuangxi nodded with satisfaction and saw Wang Yulan coming out of the small kitchen, holding meat fillings and noodle pillars in her hands: "Mom, come and see, is this the way the wonton dough is made?"
Wang Yulan had never made wontons before. She only saw a wonton seller in the town when she went to buy flowers before getting married. She kept thinking about the smell. Song Fugui came back that day and said he had eaten wontons.
After describing it to her for a long time, she kept it in mind. She didn't expect that before going to bed last night, Song Tuanyuan said that she would make wontons in the morning, so she got up early, chopped the meat filling, and mixed the noodles, but she didn't know how to make them.
Song Tuanyuan washed it briefly and then went into the house. He kneaded the dough and tore it into four small pieces. Then he took the dough stick in Wang Yulan's hand and rolled it out. While rolling it, he said: "The wontons are very particular."
It has a thin skin and a big stuffing. After rolling everything out, cut it into strips and then change the knife left and right..."
Wang Yulan looked at the thin wonton wrappers neatly cut out and couldn't help but feel magical.
"Be careful when wrapping!" Song Tuanyuan said while demonstrating, her fingers were flying, and in a moment, small wontons were placed on the bamboo grate.
"Gudong!" With a sound, Wang Yulan started to swallow her saliva when she looked at the raw wontons.
Song Tuanyuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, we'll cook it in a while!"
Wang Yulan sheepishly wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, washed her hands quickly, and hurried forward to wrap it up together. The two of them wrapped it up very quickly, and soon the bamboo grate was full.
"Go and eat, it's enough. If you do too much, you won't be able to eat!" Song Tuanyuan said.
Wang Yulan quickly went to light the fire.
While the wontons were being served, the little girl Xu woke up and began to cry. Song Xiaoxiao's voice came from the room to coax the child.
"Go and take a look. I'm probably hungry. I'll come over here!" Song Tuanyuan said.
Wang Yulan nodded quickly and hurried to see the child.
He scooped a spoonful of cold water and poured it into the foaming pot. A white wonton rolled and slowly sank. When all the wontons floated on the water, they were cooked. Song Tuanyuan sprinkled the shallots on top and poured the fragrant aroma over them.
Vinegar and sesame oil, one, two, three, four, ladle out four bowls.
Wang Yulan smelled the fragrance, walked to the main room with her child in her arms, looked at the bowls of white wontons on the square table, and couldn't help but salivate again.
Song Tuanyuan cut some toon and came over. The four of them, plus the little girl who was less than two months old, ate breakfast together.
After yesterday, Song Tuanyuan also thought clearly. Although her life now is simple, it is extremely happy. She can no longer let Ji Changan destroy this peace and quiet, so the matter of the Peony King still needs to be resolved.
She will solve it today!
After dinner, Song Tuanyuan went to ride Uncle Niu's ox cart.
"Fu Guiniang, are you still planning to buy a car? This time it's a carriage!" Uncle Niu asked as soon as he got in the car.
Song Tuanyuan had already thought of this. This carriage was twice as fast as an ox-cart, but horses were twice as expensive as oxen, and to country people, horses were not as useful as oxen.
"I'm planning to buy it. Can Uncle Niu have a good recommendation?" Song Tuanyuan asked.
"I am a driver who owns a carriage. I know the horse well and it is very strong. But because he has to leave his hometown to find his son who lives in Tiancheng, he doesn't want to work anymore and wants to sell it. The price is very high.
It’s suitable, it only costs eight taels of silver, which is two taels cheaper than others!”
Song Tuanyuan thought about it for a while. If there was no matter about the Peony King, she could have taken it out and bought it. But now...
As Song Tuanyuan was thinking, he saw many villagers on the oxcart staring closely at Song Tuanyuan.
Song Tuanyuan immediately said: "Uncle Niu, there are eight taels of silver. Where can I find it? I can't afford it!"
Uncle Niu was a little disappointed and sighed, "Then I'll let him ask someone else!"
Song Tuanyuan nodded.
After Song Tuanyuan nodded, he could clearly see that all the neighbors were relaxed, and they were chatting with each other as usual.
Song Tuanyuan frowned and did not reveal her wealth. It seems that she will keep a low profile in the future.
At the gate of the town, Song Tuanyuan thought for a while and said to Uncle Niu: "If your friend doesn't find a suitable home, just tell me and maybe I will have money by then!"
Uncle Niu responded quickly.
Song Tuanyuan said goodbye and went to the house. He hesitated for a moment and stood in front of Ji's house without entering his own house.
Dashan took Song Tuanyuan to the hall and asked Song Tuanyuan to wait while he went to invite Ji Changan.
Ji Changan came slowly, sat at the main seat and glanced at Song Tuanyuan: "Have you thought about it? Isn't there still one day?"
Song Tuanyuan said softly: "Anyway, the Peony King can't be found in the entire Qingshan Town. What does it matter if it's one day early or one day late?"
Ji Changan nodded: "You know the current situation! Tell me, how do you plan to compensate my Peony King now?"
Song Tuanyuan raised his eyes and looked at Ji Changan: "The courtyard wall fell down and hit the Peony King. I don't know the intention, but your Peony King is so expensive, I really can't afford to pay for it. So, this is what you sold it to.
Give me the deed of the house, as well as all my savings, thirty taels of silver. If you are willing, you can take it. If you are not willing, you can go to the Yamen. I will do the work for everyone, as long as it does not involve my family fortune.
Just take the imperial examination!"
Ji Changan looked at Song Tuanyuan: "If you go to jail, can Song Fuxin still take the imperial examination?"
Song Tuanyuan frowned: "What do you mean? Are you trying to force me to death?"
"You don't have to die. The fish soup you made that day tasted good and I liked it very much. From now on, you will come to my house to make fish soup for me once every three days. If you come to town on weekdays, you will also come and cook me a meal.
, As for what to do, there is a kitchen, you can make up your mind, for one year, what do you think?"
Da Shan swayed next to him and realized that the new cook was Aunt Song!
Song Tuanyuan was stunned and asked: "Your family hasn't hired a cook yet?"
Ji Changan nodded: "I'm too picky, and I've been unsatisfied even after several visits!"
"Are you too stingy and calculating to pay a high price? I don't believe that in such a big Qingshan Town, no one can cook to your liking!" Song Tuanyuan frowned.
"Yes, you!" Ji Changan raised his eyes and suddenly stared at Song Tuanyuan. His gaze was deep and dark, as if he wanted to suck Song Tuanyuan in repeatedly.
Song Tuanyuan was startled. She didn't know why, but her heart tightened. She seemed to be afraid to look into Ji Changan's eyes and quickly moved away.
"Okay, I promise you!" Song Tuanyuan said, then looked at the house deed and money on the table, "Then these..."
"I don't want it, lest anyone say I'm stingy and a profiteer!" Ji Changan snorted coldly.
Song Tuanyuan smiled awkwardly and quickly put the house deed and money back into his sleeves.
Song Tuanyuan walked straight to the Ji family's small kitchen, muttering as he walked: "Eat, eat, eat, aren't you afraid of me poisoning you?"
The mountains not far away listened and quickly looked at Ji Changan.
Ji Changan smiled, his smile was indescribably gentle: "Don't be afraid!"