Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 375 Arranged properly (4)
What An Pinghong said was true, Xuanyuan Mingyue had a bad appetite a few days ago, so she just ate the kimchi brought back by Dafei, and finally became addicted to it.The house was gone, so she asked the cook to marinate, but the taste was still wrong.

From what An Pingyu said, he also figured it out.The girl named Mu Xiang is very good at doing business and is very shrewd. If she is asked to sell the formula, it will definitely fail, so the only way to do business is with her.

An Pingyu is embarrassed by his father's words at this moment...

Steal a daughter-in-law?Fortunately, his father figured it out, after all, he is also the old Hou Ye!How can you say such a thing.

In the end, An Pingyu couldn't hold back his father, so he had to promise him that after the first month was over, he would take him to Yuhe Village.

The sky outside was completely dark. Pingyang City, where Lord Hou's Mansion is located, was bursting with firecrackers, and there was joy outside the mansion.

At the moment, Yuhe Village is also very lively.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, people, whether they are familiar or not, walk around with each other.

From one end of the village to the other end, the visiting team composed of more than a dozen is huge.

Liu Erdan came to knock on the door early in the morning after dinner, and the main room of the Mu family has not been cleaned yet!

After he came in with a smile, he bowed to everyone. Mu Xiang wanted to bring him pastries, so he waved his hands hurriedly, saying that he came to find Caiyun and Mu Lang, and they came to the village to pay New Year's greetings to the old village head.

Knowing that Mu Lang fell asleep in a daze, he coyly begged Caiyun to go with him, and said there was something fun outside.

The little bit of wine that Caiyun had tasted earlier was too strong, so she could not smell the wine at all.

She also heard the commotion outside the village, and she was a little moved.

He Liancheng said at this time, "Go, it's good for the little ones to play together, He An, you go with them."

He An also couldn't sit still, and when Da Fei saw him go too, he couldn't sit still anymore, clamoring to hang out with them.

A few people laughed and shouted, and ran out the door.After walking a long way, I can still hear their laughter.

The bowls and chopsticks are naturally packed by Wu Qing and Yan Zhong, He Liancheng is not willing to let Mu Xiang dip in cold water again.

The two of them fetched some warm water, went into the room to wash a little, then sat down on the kang, set up the small table, put melons and fruit cakes, lit the candles, and had a long talk.

The kang is hot, sitting with your coat off, not to mention how comfortable it is, warm and light.

Apples and oranges are both natural and pollution-free, and expensive.

As for the pastry, after opening the packaged box, it looks very pretty at first glance.

Mu Xiang picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and smelled it, "Are the cakes in the capital prettier than this one?"

It was also rare for He Liancheng to relax, sitting and sipping tea, when he heard her ask, he shook his head lightly, "These pastries should all be distributed from the imperial palace in the capital."

When Mu Xiang thought about it, she felt that it was almost the same. The craftsmanship here was only at this level.

He Liancheng had nothing to do, and Mu Xiang encouraged him, so he talked about Cang Lan's war.

This time, the flag died down so quickly, it was because there was an internal problem in Canglan, Lao Wang was seriously ill, and the sons, of course, had to rush back as soon as they heard the news.

Only in this way, He Liancheng had to escape.

The two sat quietly. Although there was no entertainment, it was not bad to talk about love!

This time, Caiyun was going crazy playing outside.

In the middle of the road in the village, a fire was lit, and many people played around the fire.

Some people threw firecrackers in it, and some even took meat and roasted it around the fire, not for eating, but for fun.

Huang Youqing got corn from home, and then got a clay pot, poured the corn into the pot, and threw it into the fire to bake.

He said that he had seen popcorn fried like this on the street, and he had to roast it.

I don't know if it was a big fire or there was too much corn in it. After burning for a while, the clay pot suddenly exploded with a "bang!".

Steaming sparks were flying all over the sky, and the little ones rushed forward, grabbing happily.

Huang Youqing was pitiful, and was chased and beaten by his mother.

How could she not feel sorry for such a good clay pot being ruined like this.

The mother and son chased and ran around the fire.

The funny scene amused the adults watching.

Liu Erdan grabbed some popcorn and gave it to Caiyun, "These are for you, they are all clean and did not fall on the floor."

"I have it myself, you can eat it!" Caiyun's face was a little red, she didn't know if it was from the light of the fire, or because she was tired from playing, she was so red and cute.

Da Fei rushed to grab it, "If you don't want to eat it, then give it to me, this popcorn is really delicious."

He An held a piece of popcorn and was also amazed, "How can such a small piece of corn become so big after being fried?"

Liu Erdan said with a grin: "That's how popcorn is. When we harvest rice in autumn, we also fry popcorn. We put the rice on the fire and roast it. It's the same as corn. When it's ripe, it's fried. One grain A white flower seed looks pretty."

Caiyun nodded vigorously, "Yes, I have eaten a lot. In the past, when our family was poor, I would wait for your rice to be harvested, and then I would go to the field to pick it up, or bring back some straw that had been beaten. , Pick up the white stuff inside and eat."

Among the piles of black rice ash, only flower-colored rice flower seeds are the most conspicuous.

He An followed Mu Xiang recently, and learned from her that she loves to think, and she has to say a word about everything, "If you add some syrup when popping the popcorn, isn't the popcorn that pops sweet?"

He does not mean that.

Sun Liangcheng had been standing on the sidelines watching the children play, and he also picked up one of the popcorn popped by Huang Youqing and ate it.

He himself doesn't think the taste is so good, but he sees that the kids all like to eat it, and the cost of corn is very low.

He can make a clay pot by himself, and as for firewood, there are a lot more, these are not a problem.

If he sells his fried popcorn, even if he can't sell it at a high price, he won't lose money.

The more Sun Liangcheng thought about it, the more he felt that this idea was good, but he couldn't make up his mind alone.

(End of this chapter)