Dressed as the evil daughter-in-law of a peasant family, the general becomes the darling of her hand

After breakfast, Fang Qingrou went out to work. Song Xingzhi asked Changfeng to take care of the two elders at home, while he said that he had to go out for something and would not come back until evening.

Old Man Song understood that his son was no longer the country boy he used to be. As a general, it was normal for something to happen.Changfeng was puzzled. His Highness the Third Prince had already said that he had nothing to do recently and that he could just go back after the New Year. What could happen to the general?But since the general arranged it this way, he had his reasons, so he just had to obey his orders.

When Shen Tingshan woke up, Fang Qingrou had been sitting in his room drinking tea for a long time. When Sun Wuyang saw that Shen Tingshan had woken up, he immediately opened his mouth and said, "Oh, our Master Shen is awake! It's really gratifying and congratulatory." !”

Shen Tingshan sat up and covered his slightly confused head, not knowing what Sun Wuyang meant by this.When he looked up, he saw that Fang Qingrou was also in the room, and she immediately covered herself with the quilt.This move made Fang Qingrou laugh. "You are not a girl, what do you have to cover up?"

Shen Tingshan was a little embarrassed, "Men and women cannot be intimate."

"Haha..." Sun Wuyang laughed hard, "Master Shen, if you said this in the past, I would definitely believe you, but last night someone wooed Sister Cui Yun in public, and the loud voice could be heard clearly by the first floor. !”

Shen Tingshan's eyes widened, "That person...is me?"

He thought carefully about what happened last night, and seemed to vaguely remember parts of the conversation between him and Cui Yun.

Shen Tingshan stood up quickly and put on his shoes staggeringly, "I've offended Miss Cui, I'm going to apologize right now!"

"Wait a minute!" Fang Qingrou pointed at the crooked clothes on his body. "You'd better clean it up before apologizing. Otherwise, if you go out like this, others will think Nishang's Master Shen is crazy."

After Shen Tingshan tidied up his appearance, Fang Qingrou followed him to Baiweizhai. Fang Qingrou came to eat duck and have a look. Shen Tingshan went to Baiweizhai to find Cui Yun. Fang Qingrou at the door smiled and asked him to explain. , as to whether Cui Yun will be really angry because of what happened last night, that is unknown.

At noon, Brother Quan came to Fang Qingrou holding a candied haws on a stick, and handed the candied haws to Fang Qingrou's mouth like a treasure, "Eat it, mother!"

Fang Qingrou pretended to be angry and frowned, "Brother Quan, I want to call you aunt!"

Brother Quan was unconvinced, "My aunt is also my mother! Brother Quan is willing to call me mother!"

Brother Quan handed the candied haws to another person, "Mom, eat it quickly!"

Unable to resist the hospitality, Fang Qingrou bit off the top of the candied haws. It tasted sweet in her mouth. Fang Qingrou was about to say it was delicious, but the next second, the sour taste spread quickly, making her sour. I couldn't say anything, all I could think about was spitting out this sour mouth!But when she saw Brother Quan looking at her with bright eyes, he opened and closed his mouth and asked her if it tasted delicious?She really couldn't do anything like spitting out candied haws in front of her children.

She swallowed the candied haws with all her strength, ignoring her sore teeth. Fang Qingrou said the most against her will since she came to this world, "It's delicious!"

After hearing Fang Qingrou say it was delicious, Brother Quan snuggled into Fang Qingrou's arms and ate the candied haws.

Fang Qingrou asked tentatively, "Brother Quan, don't you think the candied haws are very sour?"

"It's sour, but it's sweet on the outside, so it doesn't matter if it's sour on the inside."

This statement has a bit of a love-minded feeling. As long as he is good to me, everything else is not important!Fang Qingrou is very worried about Brother Quan's future emotional status.

"Brother Quan, my mother can make hawthorns that are more delicious than this, called sugar snowballs. Do you want to eat them?"

Brother Quan's eyes were bright: "Mom, is it made of snow?"

"You will know when mother is ready!" Fang Qingrou handed Erya two coins and asked her to go to the market to buy better hawthorns, and then use the remaining money to buy candies. Erya agreed and silently I envy the young master for his good fortune. Most people are not willing to spend two cents to make snacks for their children!Little did she know that this mere snack would be a new business opportunity for Fang Qingrou.

Two coins may seem like a small amount, but what you get in exchange is a lot!

Looking at the big bag of hawthorns and the big bag of candies, Fang Qingrou thought that making these or not selling them would be an apology for her hard work!
She asked Erya to hold the things, and the master and servant led Brother Quan directly back home.When Mrs. Song saw Fang Qingrou carrying so many hawthorns back, she was surprised and asked, "Why did you buy so many hawthorns? What are you doing?"

"Mirror, Mom wants to make delicious snowballs for me!"

"What? Snowballs? Can you eat snow too?"

Fang Qingrou corrected, "It's not a snowball, it's a sugar snowball. It's made of hawthorn and has nothing to do with snow."

Mrs. Song nodded in understanding, "When will we do it? I'll give you a hand."

"No, just three girls can help me. You can just sit back and wait for food."

Mrs. Song moved a small bench and sat down, laughing, "How could I have thought before that I would still be rich in the future!"

Fang Qingrou poured a large bag of hawthorns on the ground. Because there was not such a big basin at home that could wash so many hawthorns at once, she could only wash them separately. Fortunately, there were many people, so it took only a while to clean the hawthorns. Wipe it dry with a dry cloth and place it in a basin. The wooden basin is about forty centimeters in diameter. The tip-top installation method holds two large basins in total!

"Erya, go get the knife."

Erya obediently took out the knife and handed it into Fang Qingrou's hand. Giving up was as strong as picking up a hawthorn, and cut a knife across the belly of the hawthorn, cutting straight into half without cutting it off. After squeezing, a gap appeared in the belly of the hawthorn. After carefully removing the seeds inside with chopsticks, the hawthorn was restored. A complete hawthorn with the seeds removed was completed.

"Follow my method and remove all the hawthorn seeds."

Several girls said that the girl was smart, and they carefully followed Fang Qingrou's operation just now and began to remove the seeds.

Changfeng heard the laughter here and came over to see the good news. He couldn't leave once he came. He was praised by Fang Qingrou for his knife skills, and then he was dragged to join the Seed Remover. Brigade.

As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers. After an hour, all the seeds in the two large pots of hawthorns have been removed, and you can move on to the next step.

Changfeng felt that he was not so tired even when fighting on the battlefield. The small bench was too small and his back was sore from sitting on it!Naturally, after the work was done, he couldn't leave anymore. After a while, he had to taste the delicious seeds that he had worked hard for a long time to turn into.

Fang Qingrou put water and sugar into the pot in a ratio of one to one, and simmered it over low heat until the syrup could be drawn. Then she asked the girl to put part of the hawthorn into the pot, but the movements of her hands did not stop. Stir-fry until all the syrup sticks to the hawthorn, changes from sticky to dry, and changes from transparent to white.

Fang Qingrou poured the hawthorns in the pot back into the basin, let Changfeng take them outside to cool, and then moved on to the next pot. It took another half an hour to fry them all.Changfeng moved all the sugar snowballs outside to dry, while Brother Quan stood there and swallowed greedily.

The winter in Ningyuan Town is very cold. After a while, all the sugar snowballs were completely cooled down. Fang Qingrou took one and put it in Brother Quan's mouth. Brother Quan ate it carefully, and then said excitedly, " So delicious! This snowball is so delicious!”

Everyone got feedback from the little taster, and they all took the sugar snowballs and put them in their mouths. They had the right balance of sour and sweet, and they were really delicious!
　So far, no blogger has succeeded in the yellow mud water-drench sugar method, so after all, our setting is fictitious, just treat it as if there is already sugar here, and give it a try.

　　(End of this chapter)