Everyone lived in the same courtyard. Although Fang Zhiyi had the impression that there were several families there and that they were not easy to get along with, she had only had conflicts with one family in all the time she had been there.
Anyway, at least on the surface, everyone is getting along. Apart from anything else, it is not excessive for her to send something for the sake of face among neighbors during the holidays.
After all, there are only two of them in their family, and Fang Zhilin is still a child. If he wants to live well here, he needs a lot of their help.
As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. Sometimes neighbors can do a lot to help, like his uncle is in the army. If the two of them are in danger, he can't come back immediately.
Or maybe neighbors are different. After building good relationships, when you encounter problems, you just need to shout and someone will naturally come to help. Most people in this era are still very simple.
I don't care too much. I will go and help anyone who has problems, and I won't worry about gains or losses.
On the contrary, they were all happy and felt it was great to be able to help.
Fang Zhiyi thought that the two of them needed someone to take care of them, so he took the opportunity of the Mid-Autumn Festival to send some gifts to everyone.
If it was too valuable, Fang Zhiyi could have taken it out, but he couldn't, after all, he didn't have a suitable reason.
If we take out those things, it will be too obvious. Wouldn't that tell everyone that our family is rich and welcome to rob us?
But mooncakes are different. Two are given to each family. Everyone who receives the mooncakes is very happy, and Fang Zhiyi has achieved his goal.
It may be a little expensive for them, but it won’t be too much of a burden if they accept it.
This is what happens between neighbors at this time. Today I give you a bowl of pickles, and tomorrow you give me a handful of rags. It's a give-and-take thing.
Fang Zhiyi had put a lot of thought into building a good relationship with others. After all, they lived in the same courtyard, and it would not look good if there was chaos.
With the finished product of the first pot lying there, Fang Zhiyi could continue to make it boldly. So after putting the second pot in the oven, she started to make the third pot without stopping.
While waiting for the second pot, the rest were ready. Fang Zhilin was also helping. The two he made were one bigger than Fang Zhilin's and didn't take up much space.
It just so happened that Fang Zhiyi had that small mold, so I gave it to him.
Fang Zhiyi looked at the small mooncakes placed on the side and thought that this was a good idea, as it would save the waste of not being able to finish one.
The second pot was much better, still a little mushy, but much better than the first pot. Fang Zhiyi put it in, and when it came to the third pot, I believed it would be a success.
While the two of them were waiting for the third pot, Fang Zhiyi started making mooncakes with other fillings.
As soon as the third pot came out of the pot, Fang Zhilin exclaimed.
"Sis, this time it worked and it's not broken, can we send it to uncle? That's great."
"We are almost out of stock. If this pot of food goes bad, then my uncle won't be able to eat such delicious mooncakes."
"Luckily it didn't break, so the next one will definitely be successful. This way, my uncle will be able to eat lots of delicious mooncakes like this."
Fang Zhilin said as he carried it into the house:
"Yes, luckily this one was a success. We two are really amazing. We baked such beautiful mooncakes in such a short time."
Fang Zhiyi felt a little regretful in her heart that she couldn't sell medicine now, but if she could set up a stall to do business, she could at least make a few hundred dollars.
But now it's all I can think about. It's impossible for her to sell the pastries on the black market. It's not clean to sell such things on the street.
Besides, she is rich now and doesn't want to make things so troublesome and set up a stall in the black market.
If she wanted, she could make more and give some to those people in the black market. Without them, she wouldn't be able to make money so easily.
Who knows where he is still working hard, earning only eight or nine yuan a day by setting up a stall, and that's all he makes in a month. Although it seems like a lot, it's far from enough.
Although they are mutually beneficial and can make money, Fang Zhiyi thinks that there should be give and take. If someone gives him some tickets, he should also give him something.
As a partner, you should also give some gifts during the Mid-Autumn Festival and not be so indifferent.
She also hoped that their business could last for a long time. After all, it was a good way to make money. If they were gone, where would Fang Zhiyi make money?
All the fillings are wrapped, and then the oven is used. The unbaked ones are placed on the table, and the baked ones are placed on the other side to dry.
Fang Zhiyi mixed some glutinous rice flour and prepared to make some snow skin mooncakes. Although some men might not like them, the girls are sure to like them.
Thinking about it, after making these mooncakes, I can only give them to my fellow villagers, neighbors, Li Mengmeng and Qin Xiaoyun. There is no way to send them by mail.
The fruit added here is very easy to spoil. If it takes such a long time to be sent over mountains and rivers, it will be inedible by the time it arrives there.
So they won't be able to enjoy this new treat, but if they spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together next year, she can cook it for them on the spot.
While putting the mixed glutinous rice flour into the pot to steam, she looked at Fang Zhilin's hands, which were eagerly reaching for the mooncakes on the side. She shook her head and said:
"You can't eat anymore. There are more delicious mooncakes to be made later. If you eat them, you won't have room for anything else."
"Besides, we have to eat dinner tonight. You're already full from eating this now, what are you going to eat tonight? So put down what you're holding."
Fang Zhilin pouted. Although he was a little reluctant, he was still very obedient and put the things down.
"I know, but he smells really good. It's really not what I want to eat. He seduced me."
As soon as these words were spoken, Fang Zhiyi couldn't help laughing. It was unknown where this kid had learned these words, but he just used them casually.
"Still seducing you, do you know what seduction is? Can this be used here? Just say it. Okay, go out and play. You don't need this. Come over and eat after your sister is done."
Fang Zhiyi watched him run out and shook his head helplessly. He didn't know where he heard these words, nor did he know which aunt's casual conversation made him hear them.
Sometimes children say shocking things.
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