But the strange thing was that Zhuangzhuang knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened it.

Xiaoguo wondered that maybe the whole family had gone out, so he asked Zhuangzhuang to stop knocking, and the mother and son drove away in the donkey cart.

At this time, their family might also go to the market.

Zhuangzhuang was also a little regretful that he couldn't meet Xiaoyi.

Xiaoguo had no choice but to drive to another shop. When Xiaoguo asked if they had mooncake molds, the boss took Xiaoguo to a place full of molds.

"That's it, take a look at which one you want."

Xiaoguo walked over and slowly picked out the patterns and words she liked from the pile.

"Zhuangzhuang, come and choose too." Xiaoguo called Zhuangzhuang to come and choose together.

Zhuangzhuang followed Xiaoguo's example and picked them up one by one to look at them. It seemed that all the molds inside were very delicate.

Xiaoguo chose molds with patterns of flowers and a full moon, as well as flowers bringing wealth and prosperity, and some with flower patterns. Zhuangzhuang also chose a few molds that he thought were beautiful.

The two men handed it to the boss and asked him to pack it. The boss took it. There were a total of sixteen molds, and each mold was two cents. Xiaoguo paid thirty-two cents.

After putting the iron plates on the donkey cart, Xiao Guo drove the cart to the busy area. There were several iron shops here. Xiao Guo randomly found one and asked for the iron plates of the size he wanted, a total of four pieces.

After giving the money, I walked to the next house.

All the ingredients for the oven are ready, except for buying white wine for pickling the duck eggs.

I casually bought a jar of wine at the wine shop, carefully placed it on the donkey cart, and asked Zhuangzhuang to watch it to make sure it didn't fall. Zhuangzhuang sat next to the wine, put his arms around the jar, nodded, and told Xiaoguo not to worry, he would take good care of it!

Xiaoguo said that he has great trust in Zhuangzhuang.

After returning with the donkey cart, it was still early, but Xiaoguo was in no hurry to make the oven, even though Zhuangzhuang was already impatient.

What I am worried about now is pickled duck eggs, because they need to be pickled for at least 20 days.

There are exactly 23 days left until the Mid-Autumn Festival, so Xiaoguo must quickly pickle the duck eggs. If time is too short, the duck egg yolks will not be oily.

Xiaoguo came to the kitchen with a bottle of white wine, and Zhuangzhuang followed behind, "Bring the duck eggs over here."

When Zhuangzhuang heard what Xiaoguo said, he exclaimed, turned around and brought the basket of duck eggs to the table. Xiaoguo put the white wine aside.

"Come on, boil some water!"

Xiaoguo prepared the necessary things, and after Zhuangzhuang boiled the water, Xiaoguo boiled the water and salt in a ratio of 3:1 until the salt melted, and then asked Zhuangzhuang to remove the firewood.

Zhuangzhuang followed Xiaoguo's instructions and moved the firewood aside. Xiaoguo used a spoon to stir the salt water in the pot to make sure that the salt had completely melted. He put the spoon aside and waited for it to cool down.

While the eggs are cooling down, Xiaoguo and Zhuangzhuang check the surface of the eggs. If there is any foreign matter, they will wipe it clean with a rag dipped in water.

There are estimated to be more than 40 duck eggs in a basket, but Xiaoguo is not going to pickle all of them, only 25.

Originally, only the yolk of the salted duck egg was delicious. Xiaoguo really couldn’t eat the egg white because it was too salty.

Xiaoguo found a clean altar and wiped it with a rag to make sure it was clean. Zhuangzhuang stood aside, holding a duck egg in one hand and put it inside.

Her strong little lips were tightly pursed, for fear of breaking the eggs. Only after she saw them fall safely did she continue to put the rest.

Xiaoguo handed the task of releasing the duck eggs to Zhuangzhuang, and went to the salt water to make sure it had cooled down, and then opened the white wine he had bought.

According to the ratio of salt to wine of 1 to 1.5 compared with the salt just added, after pouring the white wine, Xiaoguo saw that Zhuangzhuang had finished packing the duck eggs, so he walked over and picked them up.

Zhuangzhuang then wanted to help Xiaoguo hold the altar, but Xiaoguo disagreed because there was no smaller altar at home, so Xiaoguo found a slightly larger altar.

This small altar fruit is quite heavy to hold. It needs to strengthen the little arms and legs. If you hold it, it will fall. The altar is small and if it falls, your arms and legs will be stretched, so forget it.

After Xiaoguo patiently explained everything to Zhuangzhuang, he carried the altar to the stove and poured the prepared water into the pot with a spoon.

After pouring all the water in, it was just enough to cover the duck eggs. Xiaoguo asked Zhuangzhuang to take the two pieces of oil paper and the red cloth on the table.

Place oil paper and red cloth on the mouth of the jar, press hard with the lid, and the lid will be firmly placed on the jar. Using oil paper and red cloth can provide a better sealing effect.

Zhuangzhuang still wanted to help Xiaoguo move the tank. Xiaoguo did not stop him and let him do it with a smile. Zhuangzhuang couldn't move it anyway. There were only duck eggs in it, and he couldn't move it. Not to mention adding so much water, Xiaoguo was sure that Zhuangzhuang couldn't move it.

He jumped up and down to try, then squatted down, holding the altar firmly with his two little hands. He took a deep breath properly, counted one, two, three silently, and then exerted force with his thighs.

Xiaoguo looked at the vigorous preparations but didn't take it seriously. Could such a young child really lift such a heavy altar?

As Xiaoguo was looking amused, the altar actually left the ground.

Xiaoguo's eyes gradually widened, and finally she stood up straight in surprise!

Although his strong body stood up straight, his legs were still shaking.

Xiaoguo came to his senses and hurried over to take it. Zhuangzhuang's arms were empty and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, how is it?"

Zhuangzhuang was still laughing and looked up at Xiaoguo, asking for praise.

Xiaoguo held the urn in his arms steadily, which was obviously as heavy as Zhuangzhuang's, and felt a little dazed.

Zhuangzhuang actually picked him up!

"Not bad!" Xiao Guo said, "But, in the future, you can't lift anything that is heavier than your body weight, because you will get hurt!"

Xiaoguo sternly warned Zhuangzhuang, and Zhuangzhuang nodded seriously, thinking that he had been a little too stubborn just now.

"Are you feeling a little weak now?"

Xiaoguo felt relieved when she saw him admit his mistake.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhuangzhuang rubbed his arms, which were indeed a little weak. He looked up at Xiaoguo, wondering why this happened.

Xiaoguo smiled, took the altar to a cool place and put it away, then explained to Zhuangzhuang, "When people do something very tiring or lift something heavy, there is a ligament in their arms that will be strained, causing the arms to become weak and will be sore tomorrow."

Hearing Xiaoguo's words, Zhuangzhuang was a little scared. He had just used so much strength that his legs were shaking.

"But these symptoms will show up in two days, so it's okay."

Xiaoguo added later, and Zhuangzhuang finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he should stop showing off.

Zhuangzhuang nodded seriously to Xiaoguo and said sincerely that he would not do that again in the future.

After lunch, Xiaoguo asked Zhuangzhuang to take a nap, but the little guy was very energetic and said he wanted to make a barbecue with Xiaoguo.

Xiaoguo was helpless. No matter how much she tried to coax and persuade him, Zhuangzhuang remained unmoved and was determined to become the roasting stove with Xiaoguo. Xiaoguo had no choice but to agree.

Zhuangzhuang turned around and happily went to move the bricks.

Xiaoguo looked at Zhuangzhuang's figure. This child is really stubborn...