Chapter 32 Braised Lion's Head. She suddenly understood.
Qiu Xuan was just about to ask Zong Anji about the scar on his second brother's face.
Then I heard him shout first: "Second brother."
"Huh?" Qiu Xuan turned around and saw Zong Xiao holding Huai Xue and walking towards them through the crowd.
Zong Anji came forward and asked jokingly, "Second brother, why are you here? We said we were going to look for you."
Zong Xiao changed his arms and hugged Huaixue. "You guys haven't come back yet, so I thought I'd come over to check. What's going on? It's so messy."
"Well, something happened to the juggler. The wolfhound bit someone." Zong Anji was still a little scared when he thought of this. Why did the wolfhound, which looked so well-behaved, pounce on him?
Qiu Xuan, who was standing by, stared at Zong Xiao, looking at the scar on his left cheek.
The length and shape certainly looked like it had been cut by something sharp.
Zong Xiao felt the hot gaze beside him, his ears turned red, and he couldn't help but turn his head away, leaving only a side profile to Qiu Xuan.
Hiding again! Qiu Xuan clearly felt that he was doing it on purpose, but why did he always do this?
Could it be because of...that scar?
Qiu Xuan suddenly felt that she had understood something. She seemed to have discovered a huge secret, but this secret was only known to her and Zong Xiao.
Qiu Xuan smiled but said nothing. She thought that she would ask Zong Xiao alone about this matter when she got home. She couldn't ask in front of so many people.
"Let's not talk about the wolfhound anymore." Zong Anji changed the subject. "Second brother, you know we've sold all the buns and even signed a document. We can sell them to the braised meat shop later."
Zong Xiao frowned slightly, with a moment of disbelief.
"Really." Zong Anji patted his chest and grinned, "I'm really grateful to my second sister-in-law for this. If I had gone there alone, I would definitely not have been able to make up my mind."
There are a lot of people on the street, so it’s better not to talk about this kind of thing outside.
Qiu Xuan signaled him with her eyes, and Zong Anji immediately shut up.
"Bring Huaixue here with you. Is the mule cart tied up?" Qiu Xuan deliberately walked around to Zong Xiao's left side and asked him with her head raised.
Zong Xiao couldn't dodge and could only turn his head to look at her.
Before he could speak, the little girl stretched out her finger and made the number two, "Second uncle has pulled the mule cart to the city gate and paid two cents."
Qiu Xuan knew that place. In the past, they would park their mule carts there for two cents each time, and someone would watch over them.
"That's perfect. Now that we have the car, let's go to the small temple fair. Auntie will buy you whatever you want to eat today."
"Thank you, auntie." Huaixue leaned forward, put her arms around Qiu Xuan's neck, and kissed her on the cheek.
Children are the easiest to coax, and a little food can make them happy for the whole day.
Besides, I sold more than a hundred copper coins today.
Qiu Xuan was walking in front and when she saw a food stall she stopped to ask Huai Xue.
In the end, the four of them walked around the entire street, and Zong Anji's hands were almost full.
He was so tired that he was out of breath. He leaned against a tree and gasped, "Rest... rest for a while..."
Qiu Xuan had never had such a pleasant shopping experience before. Now that she thought about it, she realized that people really need to have money in their pockets.
She had just bought a lot of herbs at the herbal medicine shop. Although they were called herbs, many of them could actually be used as spices for stewing meat.
This is why the clan mother was so distressed yesterday. After all, those herbs cost several coins...
"We have almost finished buying things. Do you want to buy anything else?" Qiu Xuan handed them a bamboo tube. The tube contained the freshly bought plum juice, which was sweet and sour and very delicious.
"No, no, no." Zong Anji waved his hands repeatedly, "Let's go home directly. I see that we bought a lot of food, so it's just the same to eat it at home."
When the sun comes out, the streets are still bustling with people, and the areas with shade are occupied early.
Qiu Xuan took a look and decided that it would be better to go home.
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At home, the grandmother was feeding the chickens.
She went to the mountains today to dig some wild vegetables and cut some weeds along the way.
The chickens and ducks raised in the backyard of my house all eat this.
"Yahe, are you home?" Seeing that the courtyard door was not closed, Aunt Feng walked in directly with Xiaobao.
Yesterday, Zong Xiao went to her house to deliver some meat, saying it was a wild boar caught in the mountains, and he refused to take her money no matter what.
Aunt Feng felt bad, so she started cooking early today. As soon as the meat dish was cooked, she quickly served a portion to them.
The clan mother came from the backyard and saw her carrying a basket. She was immediately displeased. "Look at you, you just came here, why are you carrying something? I can smell the fragrance from far away."
Aunt Feng put the bamboo basket on the table and took out a bowl of braised lion's head soup from it.
"I told you to make some food for the children. This is a good opportunity to show off my cooking skills." Aunt Feng is an expert at making lion's head. She learned this skill from her mother. In those years, she was very powerful in the village because of this skill. Every family would let her be the chef for their wedding.
Now that I'm old and have to take care of the child alone, I don't have time to take on any work.
Aunt Feng glanced around the courtyard and saw no one else. She asked, "Where are the children? Why isn't Huaixue here either?"
Since she was the only elder sister with whom she had a close relationship, the clan mother didn't hide the secret from her. With a worried look on her face, she said, "They went to town to sell food. They came up with the idea of making big intestine buns yesterday and started selling them this morning."
"What?" Aunt Feng was also surprised. "What did you say, steamed buns stuffed with large intestine?"
The clan mother said: "That's right, but it's not bad. It's a pity that we don't have any at home. Otherwise, I would let you try it."
Aunt Feng waved her hands and said, "Forget it, forget it. I don't have this blessing..."
Aunt Feng was still cooking at home. She came here today just to deliver something, and since it was almost noon, she didn't stay long.
"Let's go, let's come back another day when Xiaobao is completely well."
The clan mother walked them to the door and stuffed a few pieces of candied winter melon into Xiaobao's hands before leaving. "You said so, don't forget to come over in a few days."
“Never forget.”
As soon as Aunt Feng and the others left, Zong Xiao and his friends came back in a mule cart.
The cart is full of things I bought today.
"Mom, we're back." Zong Anji jumped off the mule cart and took Huaixue from underneath.
"Finally you're back." The grandmother hurried out of the kitchen upon hearing the noise. She was really curious, and when she saw someone coming up, she asked, "Have you sold those buns? How many are left?"
Qiu Xuan opened the lid of the steamer and said, "Mom, they're all sold."
"They're all sold?!" Zong's mother walked right past Zong Anji and came to the mule cart, peeking into the cage. Seeing that it was clean, her heart finally settled. She asked, "How did you sell them?"
Seeing people from the same village looking over, Qiu Xuan whispered, "Mom, let's go home and talk."
In the house, the grandmother poured them some dried water and brought them a stack of snacks to eat.
Qiu Xuan took the receipt out of her purse and laid it flat on the table. "This is the receipt signed with the braised meat shop. When the time comes, we can just take our large intestine buns and sell them to them."
"Is there such a good thing?" The clan mother didn't believe it. She picked up the document and looked at it for a long time. Unfortunately, she didn't recognize a single word.
Qiu Xuan and her mother explained, "We can only make a limited number of these buns every day, about thirty. I calculated that we can earn about fifty coins a day. After all, the brine can be used for a long time."
Seeing everyone's happy faces, Qiu Xuan said, "But this business won't last forever. Just like last time, if someone makes buns just like ours, our business will be gone."
"It's not a signed document."
"This is just a proof. People won't always buy our buns, so in addition to making large intestine buns, we can't give up other food these days. Take spring rolls for example, they are selling very well in town today. All the ones made by mother have been sold out."
"Okay, then from now on, Mom will bake more every day."
Everyone was already hungry, and after saying this, the clan mother hurried to the kitchen to bring up the food.
The bowl of braised lion's head soup was still steaming.
Zong Xiao glanced at the dish and casually asked, "Has Aunt Feng been here?"
"You kid, why can't your mother cook this dish?" The clan mother hit him on the head with bamboo chopsticks.
"Mom... to be honest, you really don't have this skill." Zong Anji added with a smile.
The clan mother rolled her eyes at her two sons. She didn't know who the child looked like, and she didn't know how to say anything nice.
Qiu Xuan hadn't eaten this dish for a long time, and she didn't expect to eat it here. The color of this lion's head was no different from what she had seen before.
As for the taste.
"Try it." Zong Xiao gave her a large piece. "Aunt Feng's cooking is excellent."
Qiu Xuan moved the bamboo chopsticks. The meatballs were crispy but not crunchy, soft, tender and juicy. The taste was surprisingly similar to what she had eaten before.
Her eyes lit up and she looked at Zong Xiao with a smile, "It's really delicious."
"Then eat more." The grandmother now likes Qiu Xuan very much. She is a superstitious person and always feels that since Qiu Xuan came to this family, the family's life has suddenly improved and there is more hope for the future. She smiled and picked up a piece of lion head with chopsticks for Qiu Xuan.
After the meal, the grandmother didn't let them clean up the dishes.
They got up early today and went down the mountain again, so they must be exhausted. The clan mother urged them to go back to their rooms and have a good rest.
Qiu Xuan carried her things back home, washed up, and lay down directly on the kang.
She wasn't really tired, but she was curious and felt that she had to ask Zong Xiao about that matter.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zong Xiao happened to push the door open and walk in.
She rolled her eyes, propped up her chin and asked, "Don't you like me seeing the scar on your face?"
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