A roadside bun shop may not be able to use such a large kitchen.
It's because the Liang family's steamed buns were so popular that they bought land in the prefecture and the city, so the kitchen became bigger.
To say how many secrets there are in steamed buns, it’s actually just a little bit about the secret recipe and more about the management.
The Liang family has been away from the village for a long time, so the kitchen has just been tidied up and ready for use.
This house is quite old, but it can still be used.
The lights in the kitchen are brightly lit, everyone is here, and it saves fuel.
Ye Man and Lan were boiling medicine on the side, and the smell of medicine was very strong.
Shui's secret recipe for making steamed buns was completely overshadowed by the smell of medicine.
Yeman looked at the sauce, but it wasn't ready yet, and asked, "Can you make some for me?"
Pointing to the jar weighing about thirty kilograms, she felt that it was not enough: "If you make three or five jars for me, I will have to stay for a few days."
Mr. Shui's white hair shone in the light, indicating that he was sweating.
When she was in Zhoucheng, she basically didn't have to do it herself, but now she rolled up her sleeves and realized that she was no good at what she did.
Although her life has changed suddenly, she has no complaints.
It was just a few jars of sauce. Shui responded happily, but said, "It's hard to put away too much."
Ye Man responded: "I have a way. I will make the buns myself and eat them later."
Lan smiled and said: "You can also put it in stewed meat. In fact, my family has a piece of land and the ginger I grow is particularly good."
Yeman smelled it and felt spiritual energy.
Lan knew such a secret recipe and was not afraid to tell the miracle doctor: "Later, when I was selling buns in the city, I couldn't take care of my own land. My father-in-law found several similar ones in the village. They grew them and we bought them."
Ye Man said: "I also took them to make money."
Lan's chatter: "People from a village probably know what we use, and they want to bring out our flavor. This is very particular."
Yeman laughed.
It's a bit like making spiritual food or refining elixirs, which is to make better use of spiritual energy.
There is no science to this, it is purely experience and chance.
Many things come from chance. Soy sauce comes from chance, and so does vinegar.
As for bean paste, it requires chili pepper.
If the Liang family's secret recipe is done well, it may be possible to make it even bigger.
If it gets bigger, big things will happen. Ancestor Yeman doesn't worry about it, she's brewing medicine.
Lan's two daughters were watching on the side and were not asleep yet. Their brother was watching and fell asleep.
The little girl learns how to make medicine from her mother, and maybe she will be able to do it later.
I learned it from my grandma again, that one seemed a little more difficult.
It seems that the Liang family does not pass on male or female children, so Liang Liying took care of her mother.
She can do some strenuous work quickly, Shui is definitely older.
The little girl watched the miracle doctor prepare medicine, but unlike her mother, she couldn't understand it.
Lan looked at it but couldn't understand it. Therefore, it would be fine for the miracle doctor to charge a consultation fee, but the Liang family couldn't afford it.
Ye Man was very relaxed, and said to Lan: "If Deng is allowed to come, she will probably steal the teacher."
Lan smiled and said, "Normally people are not allowed to make this sauce, so she can't steal it."
Yeman nodded.
The Liang family is kind but not stupid. There are probably many people who want to steal their lessons, and the Deng family is even more evil.
Lan frowned: "Wang and Deng are rich compared to each other."
Mr. Shui stopped and took a sip of water: "Our family is almost over. I will never call her Ruyi again."
Liang Liying snorted coldly: "See if I don't give her two big slaps. When I go to Deng's house to ask for money, I will go with her."
She married well, and this time she was also busy with her mother's family. If she could get money from the Deng family and take it to her husband's family, what would be wrong?
Lan doesn't care. The best thing about getting married is that everyone lives their own lives, and when something happens, we all work together.
Liang Zhenting got the gold and silver from the miracle doctor and was ready to go to Yaoshan County early tomorrow morning.
It's about five hundred miles from here to Yaoshan County, and the mountain roads are not easy to walk.
There are bandits.
Liang Zhenting carried the equivalent of more than seven thousand taels of silver, which a timid person would not dare to do.
It's not easy for Cheng Erlang's horse to carry it.
Liang Zhenting was very excited to be able to run outside.
Liang Changle pulled his youngest son and warned him over and over again.
You must be careful when you go out, otherwise you may lose your life. Life is worthless.
Although Liang Zhenting practices martial arts, he is not that easy to fight. His main purpose is to do things.
Ancestor Yeman boiled the medicine for Liang Changle. Seeing that everyone in the kitchen was still busy, she simply boiled it again.
Prepare something for the horse, and some life-saving medicine for Liang Zhenting.
She hasn't made any elixirs yet, so she will get some pills.
Mrs. Lan went to watch her two daughters sleep, and then came back to see that the pills made by the miracle doctor were quite extraordinary.
Ye Man yawned and handed the porcelain bottle to Liang Zhenting, who was going to bed.
Don’t keep fat, but keep your spirit.
Liang Zhenting also went to bed early. It was hard to go out for a run, and just being worried was enough.
Mrs. Shui looked worried at her youngest son, but when something happened in the family, everyone had to take responsibility.
On the contrary, she is useless and all her sons are good.
The Shui family was left with nothing to worry about. After all, the son traveled thousands of miles and the mother was worried.
Liang Liying comforted her mother: "The miracle doctor can give him so much money because he is optimistic about him."
The Shui family just came back to their senses, too.
Liang Liying smiled and said: "If you can't trust me, how can you give me so much money?"
Although the Liang family is here, it would not be worth seven thousand taels if all the Liang family were sold.
Mr. Shui has confidence in his own character, but not enough confidence in his son's abilities.
Liang Liying is very proud of her younger brother: "If Sanlang takes the exam, he will become a scholar. However, it is my father who has foresight."
Otherwise, a scholar would be worth nothing to Cao Debao or the county magistrate.
For Empress Dowager Meng, even passing the imperial examination was nothing.
Of course, Liang Zhenting couldn't cover it up for the rest of his life.
But the world is not good now, so you have to endure it.
Liang Liying sighed: "If it were in the Gaozong Dynasty, where would this be used?"
Shui Shi nodded.
It's a pity that it can't always be Gao Zongchao.
No matter how long the emperor lives, he will still die. Even if he doesn't die, he might become confused one day.
The lights in the kitchen went out and the Liang family became quiet.
It's cold at night, but the moonlight tonight is wonderful.
The village is quiet. On the official road, there are occasionally people walking at night, and occasionally there are dogs barking.
Occasionally, a child would cry a few times, and Liang Liying’s child had not yet been weaned.
After the children are full, the night becomes quiet again.
There are birds chirping and insects chirping. The early bird gets the worms to eat. I don’t know that birds and insects are so harmonious.
It's probably like one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. Being eaten by a bird may be the reincarnation of an insect.
Most of the early bugs have been eaten by the birds, and the ancestor of the wild vine in the house has not yet risen.
Liang Zhenting carried the buns given to him by his mother and set out in high spirits.
The Shui clan was particularly worried.
Something happened at home, and Weng Chengen didn't get more than 7,000 taels from the Liang family.
Liang Changle's spirit is not bad.
Mr. Shui tidied him up carefully, making him look decent even if he was a patient.
Liang Changle was more open-minded: "It's time for Sanlang to go out."
He didn't say it, but his expectations for his youngest son were not low.
Unlike those who praise his son, he really knows that his younger son is special.