In the days after the Spring Festival, Cheng Qinghan has been preparing cakes at home, and the whole family is a guinea pig.
Finally, we settled on eight kinds of pastries with different flavors.
Among them, sesame cake, crystal cake and cloud cake were not available in this dynasty.
Cheng Qingwen worked in the kitchen all afternoon, walked into the room with the cloud cake, put it on the table with a smile, and motioned for everyone to eat.
Everyone looked at each other, but it was Cheng Hua'er who spoke first: "Huanhan, we've been eating cakes these days, can we have something different today?"
The rest of the people nodded in agreement, and they couldn't blame them. They had been eating cakes for half a month, and they really wanted to eat something salty.
Cheng Qingwen looked at the pastry in front of him and hesitated for a moment, then said: "How about you try this first, and then I can order some noodles for you?"
Song Qiaoqiao thought for a while and immediately took a piece of cloud cake: "Crack an egg for me."
After saying that, he took a big bite, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"This is delicious, thin and fragrant. I have never eaten it before."
When Cheng Hua'er heard this, he also took a piece, tasted it, and said, "It's really delicious. I've never seen this kind of pastry in a pastry shop. You can keep this one."
When Cheng Qingwan heard this, he immediately became happy: "Okay, just keep it there, I'll go and get it for you."
After saying that, he was about to leave, but suddenly he remembered something, turned around and took the cake away.
"Sister, why were the pastries taken away?" Lian Zhi just took a piece and asked in confusion.
Song Qiaoqiao hurriedly came over and said mysteriously: "Shh, don't ask, I'm asking because your sister wants to send it to Lord Yuan."
As soon as this was said, everyone in the room laughed.
Cheng Qingwen blushed and didn't intend to pay attention to them. She walked to the kitchen with the pastries.
After making dough for them, he put the cakes in the food box and waited for A-Zhu to take them back when he came to deliver medicine in the evening.
After dinner, Cheng Qingwen took a hoe and hoeed the weeds in the vegetable patch in the backyard, and then poured water on it.
She squatted on the ground and carefully studied the snow mountain stilbene that had grown stems and leaves. When she first planted it, she really didn't know what it was. But two days ago, when the miracle doctor came to diagnose Cheng Hua'er's pulse, she recognized it as a snow mountain.
stilbene.
Immediately, I chased after her and asked why the snow mountain stilbene could be grown in the yard.
Cheng Qinghan looked embarrassed and really didn't know what to say.
The miracle doctor didn't pursue the question, but he came to her every day for the next few days to see the snow-capped stilbene...
After Cheng Qingwen finished watering, A Zhu also came to deliver medicine.
She handed the food box to him and said softly: "After you and your adults eat the new pastries I made, remember to tell me how they taste."
A Zhu agreed with a smile, and then handed her a wooden box: "This is for you, my lord."
Cheng Qinghan took it and opened the box. There was a crabapple hairpin lying inside. She smiled and walked back into the house.
He put the wooden box in front of the mirror and whispered softly: "I don't know how to tie my hair, why are you giving me so many hairpins..."
"Sister, my mother-in-law said that giving a hairpin means that she wants to marry you home." Lian Zhi covered her mouth and laughed.
Cheng Qingwen immediately turned around and bumped into two teasing faces, twitching the corner of his mouth: "Just follow Qiao Qiao's example."
Song Qiaoqiao clicked her tongue twice: "You still said that you have nothing to do with Mr. Yuan. This is Chai Chai, and he is a gem. Are you two together?"
When Cheng Qingwen heard this, she thought carefully, are they together? It seems so, but neither of them said it explicitly...
She coughed lightly and came back to her senses: "What about that? Let's go to the fields tomorrow and plant those seeds."
Song Qiaoqiao could tell that she was changing the subject, so she smiled: "Okay, shall we go to bed then?"
Cheng Qingwen went to bed and said, "Sleep, sleep, sleep."
The next day, Cheng Qingwen took Lian Zhi and Song Qiaoqiao to the fields and planted all the seeds.
Eggplants, soybeans and corn have short growth cycles, so they are planted in three fields close to home. Sugarcane has long growth cycles, so they are planted in a field far away from home. Wheat occupies four fields in the west of the village.
Cheng Qinghan also planted two mango saplings next to the vegetable patch in the backyard.
She rubbed her forehead. It would take at least three years for these two mango saplings to bear fruit. Although there were no mangoes in this dynasty, she would not know where she was in three years. Who would care about these two trees!
I really hope the system can provide some reliable fruit seeds next time!
"Host..., I can hear your complaints." The system responded in its mind: "I am very responsible to tell you that according to your current task progress, you will definitely see the fruit of this tree."
"You mean, I still have three years to complete the mission?"
The system was stunned for a while before responding with an emotionless voice: "Yes, even longer."
Cheng Qingwen sat next to the chicken coop and sighed leisurely: "When will it be longer? When I return to modern times, I will already be an old lady in her eighties or nineties."
"No, what you were like before you left is what you will be like when you come back."
"In other words, if I live to be eighty or ninety here, I will still be twenty-five when I go back?"
"yes."
When Cheng Qingwen heard this, he immediately became excited. This is a good deal. The time here does not count, just experience life!
"So host, do you still want the two broods of hens and two broods of hens you wanted before?"
When Cheng Qingwen heard this, she remembered that she had not successfully redeemed the chickens and ducks before: "Yes, I must, my pastry shop has to rely on these chickens and ducks to support me."
"Okay, the redemption was successful. There are 400 points in total. You have 1,211 points left now."
As Xiaoxiao finished speaking, several nests of chickens and ducks appeared out of thin air and landed on the ground.
Cheng Qingwen quickly turned around and saw that no one was there, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
She walked into the room and saw Lian Zhi and Cheng Hua'er calculating accounts, so she walked over and flipped through the thick account books.
"Auntie, our family only has twenty taels of silver, how come we have so many accounts to settle every day?"
"Don't move, this is the account book I borrowed from Mr. Yuan." Cheng Hua'er patted her hand and said softly: "You are going to open a store soon, and there must be an accountant in the store. Lian Zhi
She has learned it before and it is relatively easy to get started, so I will teach her more."
After hearing this, Cheng Qingwen touched Lian Zhi's head and said with a smile: "Study hard. If you do well, I will make cakes for you."
Lian Zhi paused, raised his head and asked softly: "Can I order something salty?"
Cheng Qingwen curled his lips: "Wait until I fry some meatballs for you tomorrow."
After saying that, he walked outside the house.
Song Qiaoqiao followed her, walking and chatting all the way.
Unknowingly, he walked to his own field. Cheng Qingwen stood on it and took a look. Unexpectedly, he turned around and saw a bookish man walking towards him.
"Who is this? Why haven't I seen him in the village?"
"I told you before, Song Qian."
Cheng Qingwen then recalled: "That Juren village chief? Just in time, I want to buy some fields from him."
"You came out today without any money."
Cheng Qingwen was stunned for a moment, then said: "It's okay, just ask first."
After the words fell, Song Qian walked up to the two of them.
"Song Qian." Cheng Qingwen looked at him turning around and said with a smile: "I heard that you took over as the village chief. I just want to buy some fields. When will you be free?"
"Oh, I just want to go to Master Yuan to get the land deed, so let's go there together."
Cheng Qingwen nodded and agreed. After taking two steps, she realized that her little tail had fallen off.
She quickly turned her head and looked at the little tail standing there, staring blankly at his back.
"What are you looking at?"
Song Qiaoqiao could lower her voice and say softly: "He is so good-looking now and so gentle. He is nothing like when he was a child."
Indeed, Song Qian's facial features are very delicate and his tone is gentle. Perhaps because he has been studying for many years, he has a scent of books on his body, which makes him feel as gentle as jade.
Cheng Qingwen pulled Song Qiaoqiao behind him, lowered his head and said, "Let's follow him first, so you can watch longer."
"婠婠!"
Cheng Qinghan touched her head and quickly walked into the yard of Yuanqi's home.
A Zhu stood at the door, watching a few people walk in, a little surprised: "Miss Cheng, why are you here with Mr. Song Qian?"
"I met him on the road. He said he was here to get the land deed. I just wanted to buy a few pieces of land, so I followed him."
Cheng Qinghan said as he opened the door and walked in.
"Miss Cheng, wait..."
Before A-Zhu finished speaking, a voice came from the back room: "Let her come in."
Cheng Qingwen looked at A Zhu's face with confusion, then opened the door and walked in.
Song Qiaoqiao was about to follow him in when she saw him closing the door.
"Wait a moment, you two. The master is changing his clothes."
Song Qiaoqiao's eyes widened and she pointed to the room: "That Huanwan..."
As soon as Cheng Qingwan entered the house, she understood A Zhu's expression just now.
She was speechless as she looked at the man standing in front of the bed changing clothes with his back to her.
"Since you haven't changed your clothes yet, why don't you say something so that I won't come in."
Yuan Qi turned around and looked at her with gentle eyes: "Because I want you to help me apply the medicine."
His inner jacket was not buttoned up, and when he turned around, Cheng Qinghan saw the wound on his abdomen that had not yet healed.
She hurriedly walked over and frowned at the ten centimeter long wound: "When did you get hurt again?"
Yuan Qi took her to sit by the bed, handed her the medicine bottle, and said with a smile: "After His Highness found out about it two days ago, he sent someone else here."
Cheng Qingwen remembered what she heard that night, and while applying the medicine, she whispered: "Sure enough, the miracle doctor was right."
"kindness?"
"A scholar has so many wounds on his body."
Yuan Qi responded with a smile and reached out to touch her hair: "Hurry, the situation will be settled soon."
When Cheng Qinghan heard this, she subconsciously thought that the third prince might be about to fall.
She didn't take it to heart and put the bottle aside: "I'm here to buy land. Get dressed quickly. Song Qian and Qiaoqiao are still outside."