food color and fragrance

Chapter 68
The morning of the next day was a clear day, the sun barely showed the hairline, and the blue sky could already be seen.

After washing, Fanyin looked at Qingmiao sweeping the snow in the courtyard.

The breeze blew, and the snow on the dry branches was blown off, and it was getting into the clothes of the green seedlings. She was so cold that she hurriedly threw the broom and ran into the house.

Caiyun helped her clear the snow from her neck while laughing, Qing Miao's neck was red from freezing, and said with a bitter face: "Everyone bullies slaves, gets up early in the morning to do work, even the snow doesn't let slaves go, what is this? life!"

Qing Miao pouted with a serious expression on her face, Fanyin knew that she was resentful towards her father for confiscating her.

"That's because Xuedu is jealous of your fair skin and beauty, so let's talk about turning you red!" Sanskrit laughed and teased, and couldn't help saying: "You also have no conscience, if Caiyun and I are not here, who would be the one who clears the snow for you?" ?”

Qing Miao subconsciously glanced at Yang Zhiyuan's hut, and then saw Sanskrit and Caiyun snickering, her face flushed immediately, like a ripe big red apple, she pulled up her skirt and said guiltily: "Miss will be ashamed, slaves, slaves!" Can't you go to work!"

After saying that, Qing Miao ran into the yard again, but even the cold winter did not fade the blush on her face.

Fanyin didn't know how to coax him, but someone knocked on the door outside.

Caiyun ran out to open the door, but saw Zhang Wenqing standing outside the door.

"Brother Zhang is here? I thought it was Er Fatty who brought Liu An, come in quickly." Fanyin was also very surprised. He thought he would only see him on the first day of October, and he also tried to persuade him to fail in the martial arts exam. It is expected that he will come to the door by himself today.

The enthusiasm of Sanskrit made Zhang Wenqing smile, handed the bacon in his hand to Caiyun, and said as he walked: "I got the fragrant elbow from you, how can I forget what I promised you? Can you be free today? I will take you to the blacksmith shop to discuss the system." The little dose bottle thing."

"Go today?" Sanskrit was a little surprised, but after the surprise, he admired Zhang Wenqing's tenacity.

Wu Ju lost due to the hatred of his parents, anyone would feel resentment, at least it will take a while to recover, or a narrow-minded person may not be able to get out of the shadow for the rest of his life.

But Zhang Wenqing came to her door today, and still remembered what he promised her.

Sanskrit's surprise made Zhang Wenqing smile wryly, and asked, "Will you go?"

"Go!" Sanskrit immediately agreed, "Is it time? Do you want to go after lunch? Otherwise, wouldn't you have eaten all the bacon you sent?"

Zhang Wenqing smiled and shook his head, "It's okay to use it at night, you can't escape this meal."

"Qing Miao changed clothes, let's go out!" Fanyin yelled with a smile, Caiyun automatically and consciously wanted to look after the house, and she also knew that Miss took Qing Miao out to let her relax, so that she wouldn't get depressed in the yard.

Fanyin quickly put on a cotton jacket and a cotton hat on his head, looking very cute. After Qing Miao took the money, she followed her out. You are not allowed to open the door, you know?"

"Got it!" Caiyun smiled and closed the courtyard door.

Zhang Wenqing walked ahead with Sanskrit, chatting while walking, but he, a martial artist, asked about books.

Sanskrit looked at him from time to time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Brother Zhang, even if it doesn't work this time, there will be another time? That person is old and can't survive you. Can he still be the examiner for the rest of his life?"

Zhang Wenqing was taken aback, "It's held every six years, I can't afford to wait."

"Aren't you still very young?" Sanskrit looked at him, "Why don't you study with my father now?"

"Forget it, it's okay to talk about idle books once in a while. Let me read the Four Books and Five Classics. It's better to hit me with two sticks." Zhang Wenqing sighed, "If I don't take the exam again, I might go to the border to join the army."

"Join the army?" Fanyin stuck out his tongue, "Wouldn't it be many years to go?"

"Yes," Zhang Wenqing glanced at her, "so finish what you promised first."

Fanyin pursed her lips and stopped talking, and kept walking with her head down in a sullen manner. Zhang Wenqing didn't know why she was depressed, and wanted to continue talking but couldn't find a topic, but felt a little uncomfortable.

Walking all the way to the blacksmith's shop, Sanskrit finally came to her senses, went in and explained to the person what she needed, because what she wanted was very complicated, so the blacksmith said to think it over.

Weighing in this era is nothing more than a scale, whether it is a pharmacy or a gold and silver shop, it is inseparable from a scale.

Now this young lady wants to measure utensils, but this is a purely technical job...

Sanskrit was chattering, the blacksmith was thinking, and Zhang Wenqing was quietly watching from the side. Every time the blacksmith got impatient, he would speak a few words to completely dispel his thoughts of resignation.

The matter was finally settled, and it was scheduled to come back to see the first sample in three days. Fanyin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly comforted him: "I will come early in the morning in three days. If there is anything that needs my help, I will definitely come to help. It's settled, money is not a problem, and I'll thank you for your troubles!"

"We don't dare to ignore Miss Yang's matter. If you fool Zhang Xunjian casually, you won't be able to spare me!" The blacksmith looked at Zhang Wenqing with a chuckle, "I have never seen Zhang Xunjian come to ask for help in person. Miss Yang is so kind. Take it!"

The words were a bit ambiguous, Zhang Wenqing glared at him and said, "What nonsense, don't say three days later, I will come to see the progress tomorrow, you should weigh it in your heart."

"Still coming here every day? That's fine, I don't want to take this business anymore, I'll take care of your aunt first!" The blacksmith seemed to be an old acquaintance with Zhang Wenqing, and after a few words of greeting, Zhang Wenqing went out with a Sanskrit voice .

"Master, miss, it's almost noon now, do you want to go home and cook?" Qing Miao hurriedly reminded that she was almost bored in the blacksmith shop, and she couldn't understand what Sanskrit said, and she was everywhere. It's a piece of iron sheet and iron, and it's really uncomfortable.

Sanskrit bared his teeth, "It's been so long, it's better not to go back to eat, go back after eating outside."

"Where are you going?" Zhang Wenqing was very generous, "I invite you."

"I'll treat you to this meal," Sanskrit said, "Go to the noodle shop!"

Zhang Wenqing seemed to have known that Fanyin had a stake in the noodle shop, so he was not surprised to see that Zhao Yang and Mrs. Zhao were very enthusiastic about her.

The two still went to the private room. Last time there were Fang Jingzhi, Erpang, and Liu An, but this time it was only the two of them, which made Zhang Wenqing feel a little uncomfortable.

Qing Miao went out to help, Fanyin saw that he was silent, but brought up the previous topic again.

"Brother Zhang, go to the border to join the army, do you want to run ahead or choose to escape?" Fanyin pouted, "These are two different things, do you know it in your heart?"

Zhang Wenqing was taken aback by the question, but seeing her big eyes full of concern, he couldn't help but feel warm.

He hardly mentioned this matter these days, and his family members didn't dare to say it in front of him. When he went to see her early this morning, she mentioned it one after another. He wanted to escape, but he didn't know why. When facing her, Zhang Wenqing I just want to spit out what's on my mind.

Bored for a long time, always looking for a window to vent.

"Is there any difference between escaping and rushing forward? Anyway, they are all going to the border to join the army." Zhang Wenqing said a little more for the first time, "Actually, I only have this way. If I am still in Qingcheng County, I am afraid I will have to do inspections for the rest of my life. If you are rewarded for your meritorious service, you can at most get mixed up with your father's county lieutenant."

"Do you feel wronged to be a county lieutenant?" Sanskrit frowned slightly, and Zhang Wenqing looked at her and said, "It's complicated. Although it's the job of guarding the county's security, what you think, hear, see and deal with every day Things are more complicated than civil servants, I don't have that ability, and I can't do it."

"It doesn't need to be complicated to go to the border to join the army?" Zhang Wenqing didn't know how to answer Sanskrit's question, "Maybe not? It's better to kill the enemy and make meritorious service than to care about these twists and turns."

"Still running away." Sanskrit's comment made Zhang Wenqing's heart ache, but he clicked his lips twice and didn't know how to explain it.

"Here comes the face!"

Zhao Yang's voice sounded, and the two of them stopped talking just now.

Sanskrit and Zhao Yang also talked about going to order the dosage bottle, and Zhao Yang was ecstatic, "It would be great if that was the case, and my daughter-in-law can also help out, it's better than I'm busy all by myself now and occasionally Error!"

"If this matter is settled, the shop will hire two more assistants. You just need to watch from the sidelines, and you don't have to do it yourself." Fanyin's words made Zhao Yang hesitate, "Is that okay?"

"Why not?" Sanskrit's rhetorical question left Zhao Yang at a loss as to how to answer, "I'm just worried that they won't be able to do well..."

"With you watching, why do you have to worry?" Sanskrit smiled and said: "Some people cook noodles, some stir-fry green onions and ginger, some put down ingredients, and some put soup, and you only need to put the heaviest ingredients yourself, and you are not afraid of others Steal the craftsmanship, this way, your job will be easier, entertain the guests well, and if things go well, you can also negotiate to expand the shop, what's wrong with that?"

Zhao Yang was overjoyed immediately when he heard that, "Missy is still smart!"

"There is nothing in this world that is impossible. The premise is that you have the courage to try. Some people have eaten white rice dumplings for a lifetime, and some have tried adding red beans and red dates to them. So what if they fail? At least you know it won't work. At worst, you can just go to the stove yourself!" Sanskrit glanced at Zhang Wenqing, and continued:

"Now that I have a foundation, it's not like before, if I can't sell it, I can't eat or wear warm clothes..."

Zhao Yang laughed happily, intending to talk to Fanyin about the follow-up plan, but there were too many guests, so he was called out again.

Apart from two bowls of steaming noodles, there were only two people in the room who were silent.

Zhang Wenqing knew that Sanskrit's words just now were nothing more than a reminder to him...

"You're right, I'm not a beggar who can't eat or wear warm clothes." Zhang Wenqing laughed at himself, and then asked, "Why do you want to open a noodle shop? Don't literati and merchants be regarded as inferior?"

"Because my family is poor!"

"Master Yang doesn't have a monthly salary?"

"I'm still in debt!" Sanskrit counted his fingers, "It will be paid off in a few days. If I count on my father's monthly salary, I may have to save it for another 30 years!"

Zhang Wenqing didn't know what else to say, Sanskrit was already hungry after a busy morning, and he ate the noodles with big mouthfuls.

How does this girl look like an 11-year-old girl?What kind of family will she marry in the future?

(End of this chapter)