Spring is coming

The source of the income is not very clear, it only vaguely says "big".

What does "big" mean?
This obviously can't be a route, it's more likely to be a name of a person or a place.

"Now I just don't know where all the money has gone. I can only infer based on the 'big' and 'gong'."

He put away his joking expression and interrupted so much at the beginning just to prevent her from feeling too heavy.

"Brother Bo," she hesitated for a long time before speaking cautiously, "Thank you for helping me check these things, but you should not get involved in this matter again in the future."

"why?"

Too dangerous.

Three people have already lost their lives because of this incident. If it affects Bo Qingshan, her sin will be too great.

Mo Jingchun's face was dimly lit under the lamp, and his eyes were full of water vapor, but he refused to let it fall. His voice was as light as a mosquito and a fly: "The deceased has passed away. I don't want to involve others anymore. If I have the opportunity to grow up to be very powerful in the future, character, and then try my best to find out the truth of the matter."

Therefore, just pretend that you have never seen this account book.

Bo Qingshan still didn't mind: "Why do you think so? Now you can't just forget it without checking. If this account book is not recovered for a day, they will come to Mojia Village again."

Maybe they just want to find the account book and settle the matter now, but if they can't find it, the person who was "tributed" knows about it. If the other person is really related to the royal family, eradicating it is as easy as squeezing an ant to death. Just take off a hat. Their family was wiped out.

"I know, but what can I do if I check further? Can my parents survive, or can they avoid these dangers? Let's stop here. Maybe those people haven't noticed you or me yet."

She had made up her mind and watched in silence as Bo Qingshan drank the last mouthful of noodle soup. Then, as if nothing had happened, she smiled and said, "Would you like another bowl?"

Bo Qingshan shook his head and said: "No need."

When she turned around to put the bowls in the kitchen, she rolled up the account book, stuffed it into her arms, and slipped away.

For the first time, I walked like a thief. I ran two miles before I stopped, because in front of me, Hang Sheng was standing under a tree holding his horse, with a look of resentment on his face.

"People are on board?"

Hang Sheng nodded: "Master, when can I eat the hot rice cooked by Miss Jingchun?" Without waiting for him, he secretly ran to Miss Jingchun's shop and didn't even bring the dishes he had agreed to bring back last time. .

"Why, is it the food cooked by Sister Hu that doesn't suit your taste?"

"No, Sister Hu's cooking is delicious, but I always feel like something is missing." He couldn't tell what was missing, he just felt it in his heart.

"Well, it's not like you don't have long legs, so you can't go to the store by yourself?"

"Hey, doesn't this require your approval? I don't want you to accuse me of neglecting my duties, which would be an injustice to me, Hang Sheng." He scratched his head and smiled, "You have to agree, and I will no longer bother you."

"Idiot." Bo Qingshan scolded with a smile, "Remember to pay and don't eat for free." Although, someone had just eaten for free.

He stuffed the account books into Hang Sheng's arms: "The little girl is starting to get scared, but I always feel that Cuihong Bank doesn't have the ability to hook up with anyone in the palace. In this case, isn't Sister Qiuyue in the palace? Ask the eldest brother if you can invite her. Can you help me pay attention? You don’t have to ask anything, just pay a little attention."

"Yes!" Hang Sheng's expression immediately became serious.

As the first lunar month passed, the weather became warmer day by day. On the food menu, there were gradually fewer hot ingredients such as mutton, and more vegetables and leaves that emerged in spring.Especially spring dishes. Eat spring dishes at the beginning of spring.
At the beginning of spring, the daily food is radish, spring pancakes, and lettuce, which is called a spring plate.

Mo Jingchun prepared a variety of stir-fried dishes, including fried shredded pork, shredded tofu skin, shredded fungus, shredded carrot, green chili pepper, etc. It was just up to the diners to choose which ones to roll in pancakes.

The dough is thin and soft, and the side dishes are crispy and tender. I heard that there is a shop specializing in spring pancakes today, and many students studying in the town were attracted to it.

Eating spring dishes is to welcome the coming of spring and hope for a good harvest, and to bring good luck and ward off disasters.

In addition, in order to prevent diners from choking on the pancakes, Mo Jingchun also prepared dumpling soup for free.

The windows and doors of the shop are also decorated with paintings of Spring Festival dolls, which is very true.

Yin Zhengren did not miss this day. There were always one or two days every ten days where he had two meals at Mo Jingchun's shop. The problem was that there was no one at home and cooking by himself was too unpalatable, so he was too lazy to get angry.

The Yin family was well off, and Mo Jingchun was surprised that his family didn't hire a cook. He saw him rolling bean sprouts, spinach, leeks and other vegetarian vegetables on the cake, while waving his hands nonchalantly: "It's okay, you This is almost becoming my kitchen.”

It's not far away anyway, and it can be used as an appetizer for a walk.

He stuffed the rolled spring pancake into his mouth, which was full.

After saying "Hmm", he let out a satisfied sigh: "Shopkeeper Mo, why don't you close the shop and come directly to my house, I will give you two taels of silver a month!"

Mo Jingchun didn't want it, so she refused decisively: "Mr. Yin, don't you know that I used to be a cook, and then I quit my job to open a shop?"

"I don't know, well, no wonder, it turns out you were a cook before! No wonder the food you make has the taste of Jinyulou, absolutely!"

Yin Zhengren's hands were not enough, so he gestured admiration to her while stretching out his hands to roll out a spring pancake.

"Jinyu Tower?" Mo Jingchun has never heard of it, what kind of place is this?
"Haven't you heard of it?" Yin Zhengren shouted, as if he was in disbelief, "A cook doesn't know about Jinyu Tower, I'm really surprised about you!"

"Uh, is there something I must know about?" Such an exaggeration.

"That's not true." He stopped his chopsticks and smiled, "Jinyulou is the most famous and famous restaurant in our county."

"But I think the sheep tripe soup they make is just a little bit more delicious than yours. I'm afraid it's because of the ingredients. Really, shopkeeper Mo, don't believe it! I think you can make it on your own in the future. How about opening a big restaurant and calling it Yinyu Restaurant? Borrowing their reputation?"

Mo Jingchun shamelessly listened to the other party praising himself endlessly, and then smiled and said: "Then I'll lend you your blessing. When I can really go to the county to open a big restaurant, I will definitely give you a free meal."

"No need, I, Yin Zhengren, am not that thick-skinned." After rolling the last piece of cake, Yin Zhengren was still not satisfied, but his stomach was already full, so he went to get a bowl of dumpling soup, and when he came back, he continued, "You give me a round every time." A [-]% discount is enough for me to brag about, so how can I not pay?"

This man is really interesting. Mo Jingchun likes talking to him.

Yin Zhengren didn't think much of her because she was young, but he always called her "Shopkeeper Mo" seriously.

As he said that, the curtain moved again, and the bearded man came again today.

Why is my chapter name missing?