The carving knife is chiseling and the food aroma is wafting.
Xu Jiang was looking at Liang Mo's engravings and pointing out any inaccuracies. She would check and correct these engravings before printing them.
Some of them involve engraving pictures, which she has to do personally.
Don't be careless.
After carving a piece of board, Liang Mo was already sweating profusely. Xu Jiang asked him to take a rest and then went to the kitchen to check on the snacks.
Yinyin is evacuating the fire.
A tray of small steamed buns with brown sugar, and a tray of cooked glutinous rice.
Xu Jiang brought out the stone mortar and asked Yin Yin to rinse it clean. Then she poured the japonica rice into the mortar and pounded it into rice cakes with a wooden mallet dipped in water.
The rice cake should be pounded into a fine powder. Afterwards, wash your hands, dip them in clean water and pull the rice cake into a ball. Then roll it into a ball and flatten it. Then apply powder on both sides and roll it into rice cake slices. Because it is transparent and you can see flowers on it, it is called transparent rice cake.
Touhuaci can be eaten immediately or roasted on charcoal. After being roasted, it has a rich aroma and is more flavorful.
The two guards had nothing to do, so they moved a small stove under the tree to roast rice cakes. They were really not afraid of the heat.
The aroma of rice drifted into the nose of the owner of the rice shop next door, tempting him to break Zhou Gong's chessboard and drift over.
"My two brothers are so dishonest. They didn't even invite me when they had something delicious to eat."
Xu Jiang piled up the cold through-the-cakes, wrapped them in thick paper, then wrapped them in a layer of oil paper, tied them up, and put them into Lou Yunchun's pile of luggage.
The remaining rice cakes are filled with chopped preserved fruits and preserved fish, pressed into molds and shaped into glutinous rice cakes.
She kept two portions in boxes and took them to Lou's house in the evening. She added the rest to two plates of small steamed buns with brown sugar and took them to the stone table outside to eat with everyone.
"Come, sister, have a try." Shopkeeper Wang picked up a plump roasted glutinous rice cake with chopsticks and said, "I roasted it myself."
After Xu Jiang took it, he shook it in his hand, then took a bite of the crispy edge. It was crispy on the outside and glutinous on the inside, and it was fragrant and delicious.
"The heat is just right, brother, you have great cooking skills."
The servant also handed one to Yin Yin, who took it with a smile, "You have good taste."
After finishing the tea, Xu Jiang choked on the dry cakes. She was about to make some more, but was stopped by Shopkeeper Wang. "I have buckwheat tea in my shop. I made it this morning. It's perfect for drinking now."
He patted Liang Mo's shoulder and said, "Come on, follow me to carry it."
Liang Mo clapped his hands and followed him.
After a while, two people brought in a wooden barrel. The surface of the barrel was still wet, obviously it had just been taken out of the water tank.
Xu Jiang and Yin Yin hurried to the market to get bowls and spoons.
"This is a bag of buckwheat I harvested last year. No one bought it, so it got soaked in moisture during the recent rain, so I made it into tea. The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and drinking this tea helps me cool down. I'll get up early and make a bucket of it. It's enough for my family and the buyers to eat all day."
As he spoke, he opened the lid of the barrel, and a scent of wheat instantly wafted out, making people's throats dry.
Shopkeeper Wang scooped a bowl for each person.
After one bowl, the aroma of wheat fills the air, and it is refreshing and cool, very comfortable.
"It tastes good, doesn't it?"
Everyone gave thumbs up.
"It tastes good." Xu Jiang added another bowl.
Seeing that she liked it, Shopkeeper Wang said, "We have plenty at home. I'll fill a can for you later."
Xu Jiang didn't hesitate to say anything, "Thank you, brother!"
"Bah! You don't recognize your ancestors. You have forgotten your own name. You don't respect your legitimate brothers, but instead make some random relatives out of here." Xu Si moved to a corner to peek, cursing and swallowing his saliva.
He had managed to get a meal at Greenbird Garden last night, but hadn't had any food or water tonight, and was starving. But these damned days, he had to eat outside, making his stomach and intestines feel like they were being scratched by a cat, aching and anxious.
He had spooked the enemy yesterday, so he shouldn't have come today. But where else could he go? Feng Miao had received an order and was sent by Zhou Huai to follow Zhao Xiu, and he was even asked to go with him. But what did this have to do with him?
He had realized in Qingque Garden these past few days that Feng Miao pretended to be hypocritical in front of him, but in front of the Zhou family members, he was worse than a dog. He would wag his tail to the sky if given a bone, and he wanted to worship those bastards as his ancestors.
Xu Hao has always been a patriarch since he was a child. Expecting him to work hard without any money is a good idea.
Don't think he is a fool. He can't see that what they are doing are all life-threatening things. He has not yet enjoyed wealth and glory, but he doesn't want to die young.
Moreover, he came to the capital with only one purpose, which was to take back the things that belonged to the Xu family, and then return to Qianzhong to continue being the casino king and win back all the money he lost!
This capital city is too cramped and not a good place.
After the group of people under the tree dispersed, Xu Si found Xu Jiang packing her things and getting on a carriage, with the two guards following her. After the carriage had gone far away, he emerged from the corner and swaggered towards Xu Jiang's bookstore.
He stood at the door of the bookstore, stared at the sign, and then stepped into the house.
Liang Mo was packing up his things and about to leave for home when he saw someone coming in. He went up to them and said, "Sir, are you buying books or paper?"
The dog in the backyard barked twice, then stopped barking when it heard Liang Mo's voice.
When Xu Si heard the dog barking, his body stiffened. Could it be the dead dog again?
Thinking that the dog from yesterday was not Xu Jiang's, he relaxed again and said in a deep voice, "Just take a look."
Liang Mo smiled and said, "Then it's up to you."
Xu Si looked up and around, and found that the furnishings of Xu Jiang's bookstore were very similar to the Zheyun Bookstore opened by Xu Yuan in Yongsui, both of which were so petty.
However, in this capital city, even such a small and shabby house should be worth a lot of money.
Because it was a cloudy day, the bookstore seemed a little dim. This was the first time Xu Si showed up, and Liang Mo, who had only seen his portrait on the wanted poster, did not recognize him at first sight.
After he walked around the bookstore a few times without choosing a book, Liang Mo realized something was wrong. He took a closer look at his appearance and recalled his accent, which was indeed very similar to the two men in the prison.
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