Small peasant girl

Chapter 630 Less Than Two Years
Gently pushing Zhao Ziqi away, Su Jinxia lowered her head and whispered.

Zhao Ziqi had never seen such an awkward Su Jinxia.

Putting a pair of big hands on Su Jinxia's shoulders, seeing Su Jinxia raised his head, he smiled and said, "13 years old is still young, so I have been waiting for you for two years. When you reach the age, you should be quite young."

And 笄?

Jiji was only 15 years old, so he was still a legal minor in his previous life.

Thinking of this, Su Jinxia shuddered violently.

But looking at Zhao Ziqi's smiling face like an evildoer, Su Jinxia said softly: "Then let's talk after 15 years old."

Well, she has fallen, falling into Zhao Ziqi's carelessness, falling into his handsome face.

"Okay, let's wait until you are 15 years old."

Hearing what Su Jinxia said, Zhao Ziqi thought she agreed.

In that case, why not wait until she is 15 years old.

Simply two years.

"By the way, when is your birthday?"

He only knew that Su Jinxia was 13 years old this year, but he didn't know her birthday, so he asked.

"The seventh day of the first lunar month."

The seventh day of the first month?Counting the days, it was less than two years ago.

Hearing what Su Jinxia said, Zhao Ziqi hummed in a low voice and didn't reply.

Seeing this, Su Jinxia saw that the others did not leave, and simply did not drive him out.

Su Jinxia still had her own things to do, so she ignored him and let him do as she pleased.

She went to the desk in the room, sharpened the ink, and started her work.

"What are these?"

Seeing Su Jinxia writing and drawing at the desk, it has been more than an hour, and she still has no plans to end.

Zhao Ziqi put down the book he was finishing in his hand, walked to Su Jinxia's side, picked up a stack of papers she had written, and flipped through them one by one.

The painting on it is very special, he has never seen it before.

"I plan to open a dim sum shop after the new year. This is a tool for making dim sum. This part is the dim sum recipe and menu."

The menu was prepared for Fan Jiqing. After a few days, when the weather cleared, she took the Liu family to Muzhou Mansion.

By the way, talk to Fan Jiqing about doing business.

"Egg tarts, cookies, peanut crisps, double skin milk..."

Hearing what Su Jinxia said, Zhao Ziqi opened those dim sum recipes and read them one by one.

I have read a few copies, all of them are him, and I have never heard of them.

"Very fresh recipe, can these things be made now?"

"No, the tool has not been made yet, so there is no way to do it."

Zhao Ziqi is cold, but he likes sweets very much.

Hearing his question, Su Jinxia looked up at him, and said with a smile.

When she said this, Zhao Ziqi looked at her indifferently, and picked out the drawings with tools, "Leave these things to me to make them."

There are special blacksmiths on the other side of the valley, and they are very skilled. It is estimated that these things will be made soon after handing them over to them.

"Two copies."

Since Zhao Ziqi can help her with these things, Su Jinxia is naturally very willing.

If this drawing is handed over to other iron shops, maybe it will be spread, and the dim sum in the dim sum shop will be learned by others in the future.

If it was handed over to Zhao Ziqi, the blueprint would definitely become a secret.

Ten or twenty years from now, maybe the dim sum produced by her family will still be unique.

But since this tool is typed, it is necessary to type one more copy.

One is used to open a dim sum shop, and the other is kept at home for future use.

Hearing Su Jinxia's request, Zhao Ziqi naturally agreed.

(End of this chapter)