Spring is coming

What she said made sense, and Mrs. Gao no longer worried about it, and instead asked them to sit down.

"Hey, Miss Jingchun, you have hidden a lot of good stuff, right? Eight-treasure meatballs, lychee meat, and chestnut pork ribs rice are all so delicious!"

Hang Sheng's eyes were round and his saliva was about to flow into the plate of lychee meat in front of him.

Mo Jingchun uses plum blossom meat to make lychee meat.

Cut into large pieces, boil in boiling water for about [-] to [-] seconds, remove, drain the water, deep-fry in oil pan, then immerse in cold water to form a wrinkled skin, finally add rice wine and soy sauce and cook till soft.

The wine they used was brewed by themselves, and rice wine was also added to the other dry steamed duck dish.

The fattest duck in the yard was killed, chopped into large pieces, rice wine was added, soy sauce was spread all over the duck's surface, it was placed in a jar, sealed and steamed in a pot.

To steam this duck, you need to use a charcoal fire to steam it. No water is needed. It only needs to be steamed for the time of two sticks of incense.

Generally speaking, duck meat tastes drier than chicken. However, even the lean meat of dry-steamed duck is as soft as mud and melts in your mouth. In fact, it is more popular than the salted chicken next to it.

For Mo Jingchun, the greatest happiness is seeing her family and friends showing admiration when eating the food she cooked, which makes her feel satisfied from the bottom of her heart.

When she was in a daze, she looked at Bo Qingshan, and her eyebrows immediately curved.

"Eat more vegetables so you can grow taller." Bo Qingshan shook his head deliberately, picked up a large piece of mutton and placed it in front of her bowl.

"Chun'er has grown a lot this year." Mo He took a bite of rice and smoothed things over for her with a smile, "Not to mention this year, this winter alone has grown a lot. When I first came here, Chun'er only reached my shoulders. , now it’s almost to the earlobe.”

After Mo Jingchun heard this, he gave him a proud look, as if to say: Look, there are still many discerning people.

As the elder of the family, Mr. Gao also poured himself half a bowl of rice wine, and then stood up to offer Bo Qingshan wine: "Mr. Bo, my family has received much care from you in the past year."

"Grandma, you are so angry when you say this." Bo Qingshan lowered some of the wine bowls and gently touched them with Mrs. Gao, "In the coming year, your family's life will definitely get better and better."

Will do.

Mo Jingchun swallowed a fish ball in one gulp and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. The slightly hot fish ball slid through his esophagus, leaving behind the fresh fragrance of chicken soup and the delicate fish paste.

Hearing this, she raised her head with emotion and looked at Mo Yuanlin's house with the doors and windows closed. It could be said that their house had no New Year atmosphere at all this year.

All the money has been used to build a new house, why don't we tighten our belts?
It took her almost a year to finally usher in a new day, and of course it will get better and better.

After dinner, Lu Bin was coaxed to sleep by Mr. Gao and Mo He, and they were the only ones left in the main room.

Mo Jingchun quietly tugged on Bo Qingshan's sleeve and walked out of the gate. While looking up at the fireworks set off by Hang Sheng and Mo Qinglin, he formally mentioned the resignation to Bo Qingshan who followed him.

"Brother Bo, when the new year is over, I want to check out the rented shops in the town and open a foot shop."

She was a little embarrassed to say it, but Bo Qingshan just nodded calmly, and then said: "That means asking Hang Sheng to go find the cook in advance."

"Actually, I know someone whose cooking skills are far superior to mine." She had already inquired for Bo Qingshan, and Aunt Hu was still the same Aunt Hu, and she was a good cook.

"But her cooking skills are very good. People in the village often ask her to make banquets. The monthly fee may be higher. But her daughter is also making banquets with her. She is not so busy. Hang Sheng can try to ask ask."

"Okay." He responded, "Who is it?"

"Aunt Hu from the next village." She recommended him in a barrage of recommendations, "My cooking skills are..." "Did I learn from her?" Bo Qingshan was surprised, "You are so young, and they accept you as their apprentice. ah?"

"Uh" Mo Jingchun was stuck. She suddenly said something bald. If Bo Qingshan really hired someone, how could he meet her as his "apprentice"?

"No." She struggled to find a lame excuse, "I mean, my cooking skills are because I ate her cooking when I was a child! I was inspired and determined to make something as delicious as hers. vegetable."

Ok.

Her toes were touching the ground, rubbing unconsciously on the ground with her hands behind her back.

There are so many little moves.Bo Qingshan glanced at her calmly: Silly girl, you can tell at a glance that you are not telling the truth.

"Where's the hair flower I gave you? Let's see if it looks good without wearing it."

He thoughtfully took the initiative to change the topic for her.

"I'll go right away!" Mo Jingchun fled away as if he was flying.

She took out the hair flowers she had just put away from the house, and it happened to be a double ring today. She picked one on each side and pinned it on both sides.

She didn't have a mirror, so she had to fumble around and put it on, then ran out to identify her current appearance in the reflection of the water tank.

Bo Qingshan heard the sound behind him and turned to look at her from the door, and immediately saw the bright smile on her face.

Then he knew she was saved.

After Mo Jingchun finished taking the photo, he felt it was not enough, so he ran up to him in three steps and showed it to him.

At this moment, a firework was blooming in the sky. Mo Jingchun covered his ears amidst the roaring gunpowder explosion and asked him in a loud voice: "Does it look good?"

The sound of the fireworks was so loud that Bo Qingshan could only judge by the shape of her mouth, but he still accurately guessed what she meant.

He whispered: "Pretty." People are prettier than flowers.

It doesn't mean the flesh and blood, but the vigorous and upward life growing in front of his eyes at this moment, which is the most beautiful.

After parting, Bo Qingshan still waved his folding fan that never left his hand all year round as if he was not afraid of the cold, and said loudly: "Girl Jingchun, even if you are no longer my cook in the coming year, I will still treat you as my dearest sister. If anyone bullies you, feel free to come to me."

Mo Jingchun covered his ears and asked strangely: "Why are you shouting so loudly?"

"Isn't this for those people?" He laughed softly, turned around and walked away very gracefully.

Mo Jingchun couldn't help but remind him: "Brother Bo, be careful of chicken droppings under your feet——"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Qingshan staggered back, turned around and pointed at her with his fan, making Mo Jingchun laugh so hard that he squatted on the ground and couldn't breathe: Damn!Who asked him to pretend?
In the dead of night, she returned to the house and once again poured out the money in her hand and counted: the ten taels she owed Lu Ying, plus the additional ten taels Gao had given her this time, the budget of 20 taels of silver was enough. Make a shop.

She needed to buy a new set of pots and pans in the store, and she had to make an investment in the first few months when she would not make any money, so she had to control the monthly rent within five taels.

What she plans to rent is a two-story store with a front store and a backyard, and the location shouldn't be too remote.The two-story building in front is used as a storefront, and the backyard is used for daily rest and kitchen.

There is no need to hire anyone in the early stage. She, Mo He, Gao Shi and Mo Qinglin will occasionally come to help, so it is completely busy. (End of chapter)