Even in a dream, you can't just pull a man's belt casually, right? What kind of dream did she think she was having!

If Su Xiaoxiao was awake, she would definitely retort him without hesitation: Didn't you start it first? Unfortunately, this body was too weak. Su Xiaoxiao had been up all night, and her current state was not much different from sleepwalking.

Wei Ting grabbed her chubby hands and shouted through gritted teeth: "Su Daya!"

Su Xiaoxiao stared at him and looked down: "Wow!"

She quickly broke free from Wei Ting's hand, and reached down with her little claws -

Wei Ting's face turned pale, and he struck her unconscious with a knife! ——Su Xiaoxiao slept until dawn. She looked at the sunlight coming through the window paper, and her head was a little buzzing.

This feeling is just like having a blackout from drinking the night before, very weird.

"I...wasn't I in the kitchen making pancakes? How come you're sleeping in my bed?"

She scratched her head, really not understanding it.

"Ahhh! Don't steal my cake!"

It was Su Ergou's voice.

Su Xiaoxiao came back to her senses with a start: "It's time to go to the stall! Oh no! The snacks are not ready yet!"

She hurriedly threw off the quilt and got up, her clothes neatly arranged. Could it be that she was too tired last night and went back to her room and fell asleep on the bed? The three little ones were fighting with Su Ergou for the cakes in the kitchen. Although they were small, they had six little claws. Su Ergou was distracted and could not win.

"Mine, mine! All mine! My sister made it for me! My brother-in-law said so!"

"How dare you snatch it from a kid when you're so grown up!"

Old Man Su slapped his son on the slap and passed the plates to the three little kids.

Wei Ting was sitting in the backyard wiping his crutches, with a cold and terrifying aura.

Those who knew him said he was wiping a walking stick, while those who didn't thought he was wiping a bow and arrow.

Su Xiaoxiao came up to him and looked down at him.

"Weiting."

"do what?"

Su Xiaoxiao seemed to be thinking: "When I saw you, I suddenly remembered a dream I had last night."

Wei Ting paused while wiping his cane and said coldly, "I'm not interested in your dream."

Su Xiaoxiao walked around to squat in front of him, looking up at him: "But I dreamed of you, you touched me."

Wei Ting glanced at her coldly: "Is it possible for me to touch you?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "I also think it's unlikely."

Not to mention that Wei Ting has no interest in her, even if he does, given his personality, he probably wouldn't do such a thing as taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

It’s all because of my poor physical condition. When I feel sleepy, I feel like I’m drunk and I can’t stand it at all.

I really miss my body in my previous life.

Su Xiaoxiao recalled it and still felt something was wrong: "But... it's quite detailed."

Worried that he didn't understand, she added, "I ripped your pants."

She glanced at him with her eyes, "Why can I have such a clear dream..."

Wei Ting interrupted her coldly: "Why don't you know what's going on?"

Su Xiaoxiao thought about it seriously and said, "Well, that's right. I've seen it."

Wei Ting: “……!!”

Su Xiaoxiao seemed to be thoughtful: "Did I touch it at all?..." The dream ended at such an inappropriate time.

Wei Ting was about to explode with anger.

Not only did he stay up all night in vain, but so many things also went wrong. The most important thing was that in the end he didn't find his token on her or in the room.

Where did this girl hide the token?

…

While having breakfast, Su Xiaoxiao discovered that Wei Ting's leg was becoming more lame.

She looked at Father Su and said seriously, "Father, I told you that his leg injury hasn't healed yet and he can't get out of bed. Look how lame he is."

Wei Ting glanced at Su Xiaoxiao coldly and took a big bite of the bread in his hand!

Father Su looked at his son-in-law's leg, bewildered. "No, he was fine when he came back yesterday. How come his leg became so lame after a night? Did you go to carry a pig in the middle of the night?"

"A-choo!" Su Xiaoxiao turned around and sneezed. --Su Xiaoxiao got up late and set up her stall later than usual, so Old Li sent the siblings on a bullock cart.

Su Xiaoxiao paid for the taxi fare out of her own pocket, but Old Li refused to take it.

Recently, the Su family has been sending many things to their house. Qian's basket has never been empty since she came back from the fields. There are vegetables grown by themselves, as well as cakes and meat sent by the Su family.

What Su Xiaoxiao gave him was not something that could be bought with the money for vegetables.

The family has been well provided for recently, and my daughter-in-law's pregnancy and complexion have improved a lot. The midwife said that this baby will definitely be another big fat boy!

"Next time, next time!"

Old Li stuffed the copper coin back into Su Xiaoxiao's hand and drove away with the ox cart.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Uncle Li."

As usual, the two of them went to Luo Dazhuang's stall to deliver the goods, collected the money for the jars and vegetables from yesterday, and then walked towards Jin Ji.

Su Ergou said, "Sister, were the pancakes you made this morning really made for me?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Yes, do you like it?"

Su Ergou said excitedly, "I like it! It's better than the previous snacks! What are they called?"

Su Xiaoxiao said, "Ergou Biscuits."

Su Ergou was startled, and looked at his sister in disbelief: "Is it really, really Ergou Bing?"

"Yeah." Su Xiaoxiao nodded with a smile.

Su Ergou was overwhelmed with emotion: "Then, can we sell Ergou cakes?"

"Of course you can, as long as you are willing." Su Xiaoxiao stopped and looked at him seriously, "Besides, I won't sell the formula."

Su Ergou's mood was completely cured.

He is only thirteen this year, and is basically a half-grown child.

I will be sad about simple things, and I will be happy for a tiny reward.

He walked down the street, smiling like a little fool. ——Jin Ji.

The chefs in the kitchen made three kinds of dim sum for Su Xiaoxiao according to the recipe brought back by Manager Sun.

Everyone tried the food one by one.

"tasty!"

“It’s definitely better than what we did.”

"It turns out that we made the wrong method of making the puff pastry. If we follow her recipe, it will be more smooth and tender. It's just -"

"What is it?" asked Shopkeeper Sun.

"It's almost there." said a cook.

The chef said nothing.

In his opinion, it's not just a little bit different, but a lot different.

"Is there really something wrong with the prescription?" Shopkeeper Sun asked nervously. Forty-five taels of silver was not a small amount of money. If he bought a fake prescription, he would be held responsible!

"The recipe is correct." said the master chef. With his experience, he could naturally tell that the other party had not tampered with the recipe.

The difference in taste is caused by the uneven fermentation time and temperature of the dough.

It takes talent to do anything. Some people are born with a keen sense of taste and can taste flavors that ordinary people cannot.

That's how he is, so he is very good at this job.

But obviously, that girl's talent was no worse than his.

The taste of the chestnut cake and wife cake is not too different from the ones sold by that girl. I should be able to make up for it by making more and practicing more.

What really made him frown was the last dish - egg yolk pastry.

The egg yolk pastry is completely different from the one sold by the country girls.

"Is this also a question of heat?" asked Shopkeeper Sun.

Master Qin said: "It's not the heat, it's the ingredients."

Shopkeeper Sun said: "We use the freshest and finest ingredients in town!"

The downside of Jin Kee is that it is expensive, but they never skimp on the ingredients.

"Is it the egg yolk?" a cook said, "The recipe says salted egg yolk, but we added salt and it still doesn't taste right."

The egg yolks in the snacks sold by Su Xiaoxiao have a crunchy, oily, salty and fragrant texture, while their egg yolks are tasteless, bland and dry.

The chef pondered for a moment and said, "I've eaten a kind of salted egg in Beijing, and the egg yolk inside tasted exactly like this."

Shopkeeper Sun was horrified: "You mean... we have to go to the capital to buy it?"

(End of this chapter)