When Yu Chunxiao visited again in the afternoon, he was stunned by the spectacular scene in the yard. It took him a while to find his words, "This, this is pee."

"Yes," Du Jiang held Huo Xingle in his arms and spun around in circles in the yard to bask in the sun. The little guy might have learned to turn over, and he was particularly energetic today. He had not slept at all since he took a nap on his back while washing the sheets. Du Jiang's arms felt heavy from holding him, but Huo Xingle cried every time he put him down, so he could only hold him helplessly until now.

Hearing this, Yu Chunxiao's eyes were filled with sympathy. "Sister Jiang, thank you for your hard work. I'd like to borrow your pot. The dough has already risen. I only have one pot, so it's not suitable for steaming buns."

"In the kitchen, I washed it at noon. You can just add water and steam it later." Du Jiang raised his chin and pointed towards the kitchen. "I also fermented some white flour at noon. This should be almost done. You can knead it with me later. By the way, can you knead steamed buns?"

"Um, I only know how to cut it into rectangular pieces," Yu Chunxiao shrugged at the thought of kneading the steamed buns. "Flower rolls are also OK, but for some reason the meat doesn't always come out well in the steamed buns."

"Oh, then make a little of everything, and I'll knead the buns."

The two of them didn't waste any time. Du Jiang tied Huo Xingle to his back with a sheet and started working in the kitchen with Yu Chunxiao. After seeing Yu Chunxiao's rough movements, Du Jiang took over the steamed bun making process and said, "You should just make flower rolls."

"Okay, then I'll trouble Sister Jiang," Yu Chunxiao said without hesitation. She made the flower rolls while watching Du Jiang's movements. She saw that the irregular fist-sized shapes quickly formed into round balls under the kneading of Du Jiang's hands. With the last pinch, the round steamed buns were formed.

"Put it on the grate first and wait for a few minutes before steaming it. This way it will be more fluffy when it comes out of the pot." Du Jiang found Huo Yang's watch in the house and started timing. "Half an hour of steaming is enough."

"Then I'll light the fire." Although she wasn't good at kneading steamed buns, Yu Chunxiao was quite good at lighting a fire. She immediately volunteered to sit in front of the stove. "Sister Jiang, the room is hot. You can just stay at the door with Xingle. I can handle the rest by myself."

Hearing this, Du Jiang didn't hesitate. "Okay, I'll stand at the door. By the way, do you have any pickles? I have pickled radishes, beans, and fermented soybeans from the past half year. Take some of each with you when you go over in the morning, and you can put them in when they buy something."

"I only have radishes left," Yu Chunxiao said, living alone and making fewer pickled vegetables. "But the vegetables in the backyard plot are growing well lately. I'll pickle some more when I'm done."

"It's best to add some chili peppers, as the spiciness goes well with rice," Du Jiang suggested. "By the way, you can also try mushroom sauce or meat sauce. You can package them in cans and sell them retail."

"That's a solution, but I don't have any meat, so I guess I'll have to rely on Brother Huo." Yu Chunxiao turned to look at Du Jiang, "Sister Jiang, how about we form a partnership?"

"Okay, we'll split the profits 50-50."

"No, Sister Jiang, you paid for everything. If I split it 50-50, I'm taking advantage. That's not okay," Yu Chunxiao quickly refused. "Please don't do that. You have a child now, and the expenses are even greater. I can't take advantage of you."

"What's the point of taking advantage?" Du Jiang patted Huo Xingle on the back, who was whining and mumbling, and said, "You provide the labor and I provide the resources. If you sell it, I can't help. In the end, I'm the one who's taking advantage."

"How can you calculate it like that?"

But no matter what Yu Chunxiao said, Du Jiang insisted on a 50-50 split. Yu Chunxiao, unable to persuade Du Jiang, could only agree, "Sister Jiang, thank you."

"You're welcome"

The two smiled at each other, and their already close relationship became even closer.

When the first pot of steamed buns came out of the pot, Yu Chunxiao was so excited that he couldn't speak when he saw the steamed buns on the chopping board with white steam coming out. He immediately borrowed a basket from Du Jiang, covered it with a clean sheet, carefully put the steamed buns that had been drying for a while in it, and was about to walk out with the basket.

Du Jiang was shocked by the speed and quickly stopped the man, "Go now."

Yu Chunxiao pointed to the still bright sky outside and said, "Sister Jiang, it's better to hurry early than late. Besides, if I can walk quickly, it will only take an hour to get to town. The steamed buns are warm, and people who are getting off work need to go home to cook. I think they can still walk a little longer. Otherwise, if we wait until tomorrow morning, the taste of the steamed buns won't be as good."

"Then I'll go with you. What if you come back alone?" Du Jiang shook his head.

"Come back?" Yu Chunxiao also thought of this question at this time, and suddenly felt a little annoyed. "I should have gotten up early in the morning to steam buns. How could I forget this?"

"It's my fault too. I didn't think of it just now."

Du Jiang and Yu Chunxiao looked at each other for a while, and then they both burst out laughing at the same time.

Du Jiang: "It turns out that everyone makes mistakes sometimes"

Yu Chunxiao: "But it does help me gain some experience. Maybe I can find someone to buy all these steamed buns and have them sell them themselves."

Du Jiang: "That's a solution. Although the profit is lower, the volume can be increased."

"But what about today's steamed buns?" Looking at the basket full of steamed buns, Yu Chunxiao felt a little overwhelmed. "There are so many, we can't put them all away."

"That's fine. We need to pickle some vegetables, so why not trade them with the villagers for some radishes or something?" Du Jiang suggested, rubbing his chin a few times. "We can just trade with the nearby houses. By the way, we can ask Du Jiaming. He lives alone and probably doesn't know how to make steamed buns. It would be a good thing if he could go out."

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