Chapter 227
The grandmother reprimanded her with a smile, knowing that her youngest son would not worry about being out of stock, she was also happy. The money in the family was limited. Walking around in the nearby village, because there are few things, there are not many styles to choose from, and there are not many people who often buy them, they are all regular customers.

"Uncle, I have something for you here, and you don't even need to give money for this."

As Qingli said, she turned her head and went back to her own room. After a while, a large wooden box was brought out.

"Li girl, what is this?"

My uncle was puzzled, and my parents were also puzzled, and my grandparents also looked puzzled, "Isn't this a treasure?"

"Here, my second sister and I did this."

Qingli opened the box, and there were many kinds of silk flowers inside, some were strung with beads, and there were more strings, all kinds, and she also researched it with reference to the books in the space, my uncle looked at these and said no in surprise If you speak, open your mouth wide, you can stuff an egg into it.

"Oh my god, this girl Li made this? This one with plum blossoms is so beautiful, it doesn't seem to be the same as anything I've seen before."

The little aunt is also a dexterous person, she likes to study these things, she picked it up and looked at it carefully, the more she looked at it, the more amazed she was, there was absolutely no such new pattern here.

"Girl Li, why didn't I know you would do this?"

Mother Liu felt sour when she saw the big box full of silk flowers. Recently, there were a lot of things at home, so she was not free. When the child's father was injured, she was busy all day long. She has a new house, bought a shop in the town, and hasn't paid attention to Qingli for a long time. She doesn't know when her little girl will learn this craft.

"Mother, the second sister and I figured it out by ourselves in the past few days."

"Girl Li is really skillful, can you teach me these kinds of nets?"

My aunt liked it very much when she saw the novelty of the style, so she made this request a little nervously.

"Okay, little aunt, these look complicated, but they are actually quite easy to learn."

Qingli went back to the house to fetch the colored thread, and guided my uncle, who also looked at it eagerly, pointed to the box of silk flowers, and said, "This material is also very good, the color is bright, and it is suitable for New Year's Day. If it is sold in Fengyang City, it may cost thirty to fifty yuan per flower."

"Some of these materials are leftover rags. The beads were bought by my second sister. I think they look good on strings of stamens."

"This uncle took it away, and I will give you the money when it is sold back."

Uncle is very happy, with so many good things, even if he doesn't earn much money, he can still make a name for himself, and if he has more repeat customers, his business will be much better in the future.

Qingli knew that my uncle didn't want to take advantage of her family, but she wasn't short of the money, so she looked at her mother.

"Guangren, these are made by Li girl and Qiang girl. It doesn't cost much to use your own rags. You can pay a few cents for each flower."

"Second sister..."

"That's it."

What Mrs. Liu said was categorical. In the past, the family relied on her natal family for help, and there was not enough food. On a snowy day, Liu Guangren, the younger brother, drove the ox cart to deliver the food. He couldn't even drink hot water, and hurried back. There were many such things. That's right, the brothers settle the accounts clearly, and just collect some money for a symbolic amount.

Qingli taught my sister-in-law how to tie a tie, and her mother Liu was sewing a jacket. She made a thick jacket for him, and a pair of rabbit skin gloves. For my sister-in-law, she prepared a lot of cotton and floral cloth. , Time is too late, let her go back to make her favorite style.

"Mom, give me some Chinese cabbages."

I just came back to the village, and I had a busy day yesterday. Today, Qingli remembered that the spicy cabbage she was thinking of hadn’t been cooked yet. The old ginger, minced garlic, some apples, leeks, and peppers that should be prepared were all prepared properly, and the pickling was successful. After seven days of fermentation, it can be served on the table.

Spicy cabbage is very delicious. It can be served with warm rice porridge, fried pork slices, or fried white rice with some shredded pork. This is one of Qingli’s favorite fried rice in her previous life. It’s simple and easy, just add more The ingredients are enough to fill you up.

After finally returning to Mojia Village, she had to prepare some food. She had already told Fushun to deliver pork tomorrow, because she wanted to make sausages, which were more fragrant. When she wanted to eat, she steamed one and stewed radishes , or fried rice, in this era, smoked bacon is sold, but there is no sausage, so in the future, my own restaurant will also have an extra fresh food, which can be cooked or taken away.

"Girl Li, what do you want Chinese cabbage for?"

Grandma still doesn't know that Qingli likes to tinker with food. Chinese cabbage is the main vegetable here in winter. In winter, the green and yellow ones are not harvested, so they rely on this as a green vegetable.

The bean sprouts made by Qingli have been successful. She plans to make some later, and they can eat them in a few days. By the way, I will send some to the uncle's house and Mo Zishan's house. Now there is nothing on the dinner table except cabbage, radish and potatoes. fresh dishes.

"Grandma, I want to make some spicy cabbage. When my uncle goes back tomorrow, he will also bring two small jars to serve with porridge and stir-fry rice."

Mrs. Liu took a look at Qingli. The fresh food her daughter had figured out was not bad. No wonder she had long ago said that she wanted to grow some cabbages. , Enough to eat for a winter.

Just do it, Qingli took her mother Liu to the warehouse, selected a few solid cabbages, removed the outer cabbage, cut them into four pieces, spread salt evenly, and put them in a dry and oil-free porcelain basin inside.

"That's the end of it? When do you put the peppers?"

Mrs. Liu followed suit a lot. This method is too simple, and there is nothing unusual about it. Pickling small pickles is also the same step.

"No, mother, you have to wait until night when the cabbage becomes soft before you can wipe it off."

As Qingli said, she found ginger, pepper, carrot, onion and garlic and other ingredients for her to chop up and mix them together evenly. After the cabbage was watered in the evening, spread it evenly on it and ferment it for seven days.

After finishing the spicy cabbage, Qingli wanted to make some sour fruit cakes again, but those sour fruits were still not brought back from her uncle's house. She put them in the warehouse like treasures, and she had to go there today, the chicken at home The ducks were raised by the aunt, but the little black dog had to be brought back. Qingli thought of the clever little dog and found it pleasing. Although she had not been in the village for a long time, once she came back, the little dog would not leave her and follow her. Beside him, even the hall brother said that Bai saved this beast, and he forgot the life-saving grace, and the whole family was only pestering Qingli.

At noon, Li Moxuan came back from Mo Zishan's house with a big steaming steamed bun, which he said was made by Aunt Mo Liu. It's cold in winter, so if you don't eat more, your physical strength will be exhausted too quickly, so Qingli often feels hungry. Three meals in the morning, noon and evening have resumed, and from time to time, I still have small cooking in the space at night.

(End of this chapter)

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