Time Travel: My Wife Is Busy in Farming

Chapter 204 What is your dream?
"Okay!" The two of them walked straight towards the old man selling candied haws on a stick. He had a fixed stall on the street, and there were stalls selling various other candied fruits, pastries, and candies.

The old man was wearing a worn-out cotton-padded jacket. On a straw shelf were bunches of hawthorns, also called Shanlihong. Each bunch was plump and bright red. There was an iron pot in front of him, with steaming hawthorn being cooked in it. The syrup is being warmed by a small fire and becomes crystal clear.

The old man looked friendly and asked the two of them with a smile: "Sir, do you want candied haws on a stick?"

"Well, give us a bunch of freshly made ones!"

"okay!"

The old man immediately walked to the pot and neatly skewered the hawthorns on the bamboo sticks, one after another, bright red and big, which made Tang Xiaoman want to eat them very much.

Then he scooped up the syrup in the pot with an iron spoon, and heard a "scratching" sound as he skillfully scooped up the syrup, and then slowly poured it on the skewered hawthorns. Tang Xiaoman smelled the It has a sweet smell. She swallowed unconsciously, and at this moment, a bunch of bright red candied haws were ready.

Tang Xiaoman quickly took it, "Thank you, old man!"

The old man smiled, took the money out of Qian Musheng's hand skillfully, and then began to string the candied haws on a stick.

Qian Musheng originally wanted to take Tang Xiaoman away, but she came to the old man and looked at the straw stand where he was selling candied haws, and said something.

"Uncle, you can actually tie other things. For example, you can use black dates, grapes, oranges, red dates, and whatever you want. It doesn't have to be hawthorn. Isn't it so simple?"

"What? What grapes? Is that a fruit?"

When Tang Xiaoman heard it, it was indeed a fruit like grape that had not been popular at this time, and no one knew about this fruit.

"Well, anything else will do. For example, you know, cucumbers? Peppers and other vegetables can also be skewered into candied haws and sold. Wouldn't this give you more varieties? It can also increase your business a lot!"

The more Tang Xiaoman talked, the more he felt like it was a dark dish. Qian Musheng was stunned and thought to himself, what does this mean? Could it be that everything can be candied haws? Putting it this way, it must make people a little suspicious. Why can the candied haws be so involuted? But speaking of it, it seems that Tang Xiaoman has seen more kinds of candied haws in later generations, such as the kind made with pig's trotters, pork belly, frozen pears, and some people made it with salted fish, so they are not afraid of diarrhea. .

She didn't teach the old man selling candied haws to do that, but she just provided an idea.

The old man also felt that his three views were a bit subverted, and his eyes were a little straightened. After a long time, he finally realized that using only hawthorn made it look a bit more monotonous.

But since it’s candied haws, can we do the same? Can it be made with other ingredients?

The man selling candied haws looked at Tang Xiaoman with a strange look, Qian Musheng quickly pulled Tang Xiaoman away.

"Why are you pulling me? I'm here to provide the old man with new ideas. This is a new business opportunity!"

When he said this, Qian Musheng also felt that it was a bit like that. He thought that Tang Xiaoman was indeed very imaginative, and she had the most clever ideas every day. I don’t know what happened, but Tang Xiaoman felt that this bunch of candied haws on a stick was particularly delicious. Maybe it was because it was newly made, and it was not like the candied haws in later generations, which had to be eaten on the street for countless days every day. I don’t know how many people who came to buy candied haws on it were salivating.

The two were walking on the streets of Chang'an City. The bright moon was in the sky at this time, and the lanterns were on at night. The streets were full of lights. In the shops on both sides, people could be seen moving through the windows, exaggerating the thick smoke of fireworks.

Further ahead is the Imperial City. This is the center of Chang'an City where every inch of land is at a premium. Although it is expensive and crowded, there are still many people who desperately want to come here.

Qian Musheng pointed with his hand and said: "In front of you is Chongrenfang. It is a kind of academy that some students in the capital will come to before taking exams. It is also the ultimate path."

Only by passing the training can one truly enter the officialdom, so many students are struggling to get in, just for the ticket that can enter the official career in the future.

They were far away, and Tang Xiaoman gradually looked at the building. Although it didn't look that impressive from the outside, Tang Xiaoman already had the material to dream about. When his family Su Ping'an came to the capital in the future, he would also Let him live here.

Tang Xiaoman said to her heart that if other people can do it, ours is no different.

Anyway, in Tang Xiaoman's mind at this time, her idea was to send Su Pingan out. No matter whether he could pass the exam or not, Tang Xiaoman hoped that this would be an opportunity for Su Pingan. Why did Su Pingan Just uphold it, but his Su Ping'an can't? This is not fair at all.

"Why do you care so much about Chongren Academy?"

"Oh, I'm here to check on my family's safety. In the future, our family's safety will definitely pass the exam here. This can be regarded as helping him check out the school he will attend in the future!"

When Qian Musheng heard this, he thought, well, this is another handful of dog food that he was forced to eat.

The two of them also walked here for a while. Tang Xiaoman finished eating the candied haws, and his mouth was covered with icing sugar.

Seeing Tang Xiaoman eating so happily, Qian Musheng was equally happy. He was always amazed by how many whimsical ideas Tang Xiaoman had.

"All your thoughts are focused on Su Pingan, so what is your dream, Xiaoman?"

Qian Musheng suddenly asked such a profound question. Tang Xiaoman really didn't expect it. Really, it was as if she had forgotten all her dreams since she had a husband after traveling through time. Yes, doesn’t she have dreams herself? So what is your dream? The jam business is getting bigger and bigger, and I will make a lot of money in the future.

Tang Xiaoman actually doesn't like money very much, so why would he need so much money? Is it a bit tacky to regard money as your ideal in life?
Move, move from that inhospitable place to the metropolitan city of Chang'an? It's just a change of place. Although I have gained more knowledge, I still live the same life and plan around my livelihood every day. There is nothing to be happy about.

This probably wasn't her dream. She was still going to ask Qian Musheng about this issue.

"What about you, Qian Musheng, do you have any ideals?"

Tang Xiaoman really didn't expect that he would be talking about ideals with a pure ancient man in the bustling city of Chang'an more than a thousand years ago.