Farm girl is busy making money

Chapter 72
Chapter 72 is coming
When he got home, He Qinfeng brought his two younger brothers to write on the blackboard.

The blackboard was based on what He Lanshan said, and then He Jinyi made it himself, then found a relatively smooth board, planed it clean, and hung it on the wall outside the house.As long as you dip some water on the pen, you can write on it. The only disadvantage is that the characters disappear too quickly.

"''Gold grows in Lishui, and jade grows in Kungang'. This golden character is very simple, and I can already write it, how about you?" He Qinfeng is learning and teaching by himself, and he really looks like a little gentleman.

When Zhao Shuangxi saw that the children were able to read, he couldn't hide his smile.Lanshan is now teaching them how to read and write, and when they enter school, they will not be left behind too much.

When they were in the bullock cart, He Jinyi had already handed over the bank note to Zhao Shuangxi. She touched the bank note and felt that the three children's going to school was a sure thing.

"Are you hungry? Let's eat dumplings today. Mother is going to make dumplings."

"Mom, I'll help you."

After Zhao Shuangxi bought the cloth and waited for the father and daughter to arrive, she went to the market, cut a piece of fat and thin meat, and bought some flour, and she went to the kitchen to knead the dough.

After the noodles were reconciled, the table was wiped clean and sprinkled with some flour, Zhao Shuangxi squeezed out dough balls of the same size, and He Lanshan used a rolling pin to roll the dough balls into dumpling skins.

"Mom, when did our family buy the rolling pin?" He Lanshan said while rolling the dough.

"It was delivered when the wine was set up. We still have a lot of eggs in our house. If we don't eat them, they will soon stink. Let's fry a poached egg for noon today." Zhao Shuangxi said, looking up at the beams of the room again, thinking Who else gave me what, if I don't take it out and eat it, will it be broken?

After a while, the dumplings were wrapped.

The way to make dumplings here is very simple, just pinch and squeeze. He Lanshan made a dumpling making method that she spent a lot of time learning in her previous life, which is to pinch the edges of the dumplings one by one. .

"Ah, these dumplings are rare. This side is the same as our skirts. Lanshan taught me that we can make them for people to eat when we entertain guests during the Chinese New Year." Zhao Shuangxi seemed to have discovered a treasure.

He Lanshan proudly made another way of making dumplings, a bit like willow leaves, which is the way of steamed dumplings from the strongest Shaxian snack chain in her previous life.

"Teach me this too!"

When they were almost finished packing, He Qinmao suddenly ran in crying.

"Wow, little sister, daddy said he would sell you, but I won't. If I sell you, I won't have a younger sister." He Qinmao came in and put his arms around He Lanshan's neck, almost making her breathless.

He Lanshan struggled to expose her head, and at least her breathing became easier, only then did she realize that He Jinyi was teasing He Qinmao.

Although she was a bit disgusted with He Qinmao who was crying all over his face and blowing snot bubbles, she put a white spot on the tip of his nose with her flour-stained hand, "It would be nice if my mother gave you another younger sister."

"But that's not you either, wow—" He Qinmao cried even more sadly, the snot bubble got bigger and bigger, and finally burst open in the air with a "pop".

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhao Shuangxi and He Lanshan were laughing to and fro, this time they had stabbed a hornet's nest, He Qinmao couldn't stop crying, he couldn't be coaxed, and finally agreed to let him eat the first pot of dumplings. coaxed.

"Maomao, what kind of dumplings do you like?" He Lanshan sat on the same stool with He Qinmao fawning.

"Hmph, it's impolite to call you third brother." He Qinmao turned his head and folded his arms around his chest, acting like I'm the eldest brother and I don't want to talk to anyone.

"Third brother, what kind of dumplings do you want to eat?"

"These two look good!"

……

This dumpling banquet, He Jinyi's family ate very happily.

In addition to the dumplings in clear soup, there are also fried dumplings made by He Lanshan himself. When the dumplings are fried to half-cooked, add a few eggs. Each dumpling is wrapped in egg liquid, like a fruit that blooms in a yellow flower. .

"Lanshan's craftsmanship is almost better than mother's." He Qinfeng praised after eating a fried dumpling, his admiring eyes fell on He Lanshan's face, and He Qinmao had already wolfed down and had no mouth to speak.

"Well, I will ask Lanshan to help with the cooking when I plan to have the reunion dinner during the Chinese New Year."

"I think it's okay." He Qinzheng said with certainty as he lowered his head and blew on the steaming fried dumplings.

"Even Ah Zheng said that, Lan Shan, you are the well-received cook in our house, I will relax when you take over!" Zhao Shuangxi said with a smile.

He Lanshan always felt that Zhao Shuangxi's smile was a bit malicious, but she didn't dislike cooking, and being able to cook delicious food for people she cared about was also a happy thing, so she nodded and agreed with a smile .

"It's almost the Chinese New Year in the blink of an eye, and it will only take about twenty days." He Jinyi also said, breaking his hands.

The Chinese New Year is coming so soon, and He Lanshan is actually looking forward to it.

In her memory is the Chinese New Year in her previous life, but she always watched the Spring Festival Gala alone in front of the TV, and the Chinese New Year in the original owner's memory was undoubtedly the day when she could have enough food, so she began to look forward to the Chinese New Year.

"Lanshan, why don't you think of a job for dad." He Jinyi suddenly interrupted He Lanshan's reverie.

"Yeah, why do you think you girl sold the recipe of frozen pigskin for 20 taels of silver? It's good for us to stay at home and raise meat for the winter." Zhao Shuangxi tapped He Lanshan's hand with chopsticks head.

After getting along for so long, the mother and daughter have become more familiar with each other, and every move reveals natural intimacy, rather than the kind of doting that is deliberately shown.

"Mother, you see, we are a small family. We buy pigskin every day. Sooner or later, people will know that jelly is made of pigskin. If you have the heart to think about it, our business will only last for two months at most. Why don't you sell it?" Give it to the boss as a personal favor, and in this way, there may be a next business." He Lanshan said seriously, holding her chin.

"Next business? Have you thought about what to do next?" Zhao Shuangxi and He Jinyi stared at He Lanshan together.

"The Chinese New Year is coming, let's talk about it after the New Year. My brothers need to be literate, my mother needs to make clothes, and my father needs to exercise his hands, so that he doesn't need to hold the chopsticks with his left hand."

"Lanshan, do you mean that father's hand can still recover?"

"Father, there is still hope. We must work hard to recover."

With He Jinyi's hope, he was assigned tasks for the next few days and Lan Shan.Either separate the mixed red beans from mung beans, or ask He Jinyi to write on the blackboard.Of course, you need to use the two continued severed fingers!
At the beginning, He Jinyi was angry at the inability to control the two fingers, and gradually turned from anger to annoyance, but seeing his daughter bring him water when he was tired of picking or writing, the fatigue disappeared in an instant .

The whole family kept recharging their energy until the Chinese New Year.

(End of this chapter)