After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

Chapter 115

Wen Chengyun's timely appearance resolved Cheng Weiyao's crisis. Cheng Weiyao went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, while the imperial concubine called Wen Chengyun to the side to chat.

"Mother, why are you so secretive? What can't you say in front of everyone?"

A helpless smile appeared on Wen Chengyun's gentle and elegant face. If he asked about his whereabouts in the afternoon, he would have a corresponding excuse in his heart.

However, what he didn't expect was that what the imperial concubine wanted to talk about was about the allocation of rooms in the small courtyard. After all, Cheng Yun and Wei Yao were already married, and they followed the Qingping Palace on the road of exile on the day they got married.

The two of them just went through a ceremony of worshiping heaven and earth. Although there was courtesy, there was no physical relationship. In the thinking of the imperial concubine, the best love for her daughter's family is the care and love given by her husband.

"Cheng Yun, don't blame her mother for talking too much. This Wei Yao is a good girl. She was procrastinated because of her exile, but now she has stabilized, so hurry up with what needs to be done..."

The allocation of the small courtyard is good now, but after thinking about it for a long time after I went down, this allocation means that at least I will not be able to hold my grandson in the near future...

"Mother, I know it well, don't mention this matter in front of Madam..."

A rare blush appeared on the base of Wen Chengyun's ears. He understood what his mother meant. In matters of men and women, one cannot expect his daughter's family to take the initiative. But the biggest problem is that he and Cheng Weiyao have not reached that point yet, and the heat is still far behind Woolen cloth……

Cheng Weiyao, who had just finished washing the dishes in the kitchen, sneezed in a sympathetic way. She rubbed her nose and devoted herself to the preparation work.

After drying your hands, pour an appropriate amount of flour into a small basin, add a little dry yeast for fermentation and mix well, add a small amount of water and mix with chopsticks to form a large flour floc, and finally knead it in the basin with clean hands Light dough, and cover.

"You're done!"

Cheng Weiyao looked at the kneaded dough with a sense of accomplishment. Since she has made up her mind to go out to the stall tomorrow morning, the dough needed for Roujiamo needs to be kneaded in advance.

After all, there were no refrigerators and cold storage rooms in ancient times, and one night should be enough to ferment slowly...

The next day, early in the morning.

When the first ray of morning light fell into the courtyard, Cheng Weiyao had already opened her eyes.

It was probably the first time to come to the town, and Wen Liyu was a little excited. Last night, she dragged herself to talk about many new things in the town, and the imperial concubine was a light sleeper. Naturally, she couldn't sleep when someone in the room talked, so she simply joined The topic was changed, and the three of them made a fuss very late before going to bed.

She yawned and got off the bed lightly. Thanks to her sleeping on the outside, if she wanted to move around, she would not disturb the two of them as long as she paid a little attention.

In the kitchen, the dough that was made in the pot last night was turned over twice in size. It was densely packed with honeycombs, but the feel of picking it up has changed from heavy to light. Cheng Weiyao began to knead with his hands, and the dough Remove large air bubbles.

Everything is ready, and a small cart is needed to open the stall. Wen Liyu and the others happened to find a small wooden cart yesterday when they were cleaning, but it was obvious that there was no way to open the stall with only a cart and no fire. Cheng Weiyao simply made a small one by himself. Stove, placed on a trolley.

Coal is burned underneath, and a small pot is placed on top, which is mini and exquisite.

The long street in the morning seemed a bit deserted, only some food and farm work vendors came earlier, and Cheng Weiyao's appearance pushing a small cart immediately attracted the attention of local vendors.

After all, as the old saying goes, in business, there are no poor people, only lazy people. It is not easy for a woman like Cheng Weiyao to come to sell things so early in the morning.

Even the steamed bun vendor had just put the buns in the steamer.

Seeing that there are eyes on her, Cheng Weiyao decided to make a sample first and use the fragrance to attract customers. Of course it is best if someone buys it. If no one buys it, she will make breakfast for herself as a reward.

I saw her pinch her little hand, take a small piece of dough, gently roll it into a large and thin sheet, brush it with sesame oil and sprinkle some salt, and bake it slowly, until the skin is golden enough, so it's not too late Gently shovel out the baked buns, and gently stroke the knife so that more meat can be caught.

"I can't tell, this lady looks white and clean, her ten fingers don't touch the spring water, but the cake is quite good..."

The aroma of the pancakes quickly attracted the attention of the people around. I have to admit that the pancakes were baked very well and fragrant, but the pancakes were not unusual, and the food vendors around were relieved.

The washed coriander, green peppers, and hot peppers have been chopped and set aside for later use. After cracking, remove the stalks and seeds, chop them, and mince them in one go.

Then put in the meat that was processed yesterday. Because of the low fire used for stewing, the meat out of the pot is crispy. After soaking in the soup for half a day, it is fragrant and not greasy after being sprinkled with side dishes.

"Roujiamo, tea eggs, freshly baked and delicious, if you can't buy it, you can't get a loss, you can't buy it, you can't be fooled, small business, childlike, fresh ingredients, fresh ingredients, freshly made and eaten~"

Cheng Weiyao took a large spoonful of the mixed stuffing and stuffed it into the steamed bun. By the way, she lifted off the cloth that originally covered the tea eggs, and the tea eggs wrapped in vegetable leaves appeared freshly one by one.

After such a busy schedule, the Changjie Street has already started to serve people one after another. Cheng Weiyao's loud and forthright shout really attracted the attention of the diners.

"Ma'am, how do you sell this food, give me a taste."

Soon Cheng Weiyao attracted a businessman to patronize, mainly because the businessman thought he had traveled all over the world. It was the first time he had seen the food sold in this stall, so he spent a little money to taste something new.

With the experience of setting up a stall at the herdsmen's gathering last time, this time Cheng Weiyao deliberately put her hair up in a simple bun before going out, and she let it out like a girl. The hair in a bun usually means married, which can save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"One in Bawen, it's a coincidence that you came here, I just came out of the oven, you should be careful that it's hot..."

Who doesn't like to open a business early in the morning, with no more than eight pennies, rich and poor can afford it, and the numbers are booming and auspicious.

When Cheng Weiyao was planning to pack it, she realized that she was careless and didn’t bring the oil paper, but fortunately, she had such an artifact as QQ Farm in her hand. As soon as the store opened, one point was exchanged for a whole stack of oil paper, which was cut into four squares. Yes, it looks very comfortable.

The hot bun sandwiches the cold meat, not only is it brown on the outside, but also crispy on the inside and tender on the inside. When the fire is so good, the businessman praised it with glowing eyes after taking a bite: "Absolute! It's absolutely amazing! The cake is crispy and meaty, refreshing but not greasy, Ma'am What a wonderful idea!"

The businessman's praise was a formal affirmation of Cheng Weiyao's reputation, and many curious diners gathered in front of Cheng Weiyao's stall.

The business came as soon as it was said, and Cheng Weiyao started a busy journey of selling steamed buns. This enthusiastic posture made other vendors envious.

(End of this chapter)