Chapter 45 Explanation
Jiang Zhiluo didn't think much about it, she could only go back into the house.
Looking at Cui Hejin standing quietly beside her, Jiang Zhiluo cut a small piece with a knife and handed it to Cui Hejin, saying, "Why don't you help me taste it and see how it tastes?"
Jiang Zhiluo thought that maybe he would refuse.
Some boys don't seem to like eating things that are too sweet.
Jiang Zhiluo was ready to take the malt candy back, but she didn't expect Cui Hejin to reach out and take the malt candy from her hand.
His finger seemed to have accidentally poked her palm, very lightly, but she was sensitive enough to still feel it.
He quickly retracted his hand as if it had been burned.
Jiang Zhiluo lowered her head and looked at the palm of her hand, and some memories suddenly flooded into her mind.
The room was very quiet. When Jiang Zhiluo concentrated, she seemed to be able to smell the elegant scent of medicine and ink coming from Cui Hejin, which was very pleasant.
Cui Hejin really doesn't eat sweets much, but at this moment, when he eats the malt sugar made by his wife, he feels sweet but not greasy.
It also has a strong aroma of peanuts.
Jiang Zhiluo sensed Cui Hejin's silence, raised her head to look at him, and asked involuntarily, "Is it not delicious?"
She clearly added some spiritual spring water when steaming the glutinous rice, so logically speaking, the malt sugar should have tasted better.
Cui Hejin said gently: "No, it's delicious."
After a pause, Cui Hejin said, "It's much better than the malt sugar in town."
During the Chinese New Year, his mother bought some candies and let him eat a few pieces, saying that these were what he should eat during the Chinese New Year.
So he could compare them.
After hearing what Cui Hejin said, Jiang Zhiluo became more confident and she also cut a piece and put it in her mouth.
She seemed to think it was delicious. She showed a sweet smile, her eyebrows curved into crescent shapes, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings.
Such a pure smile was dazzling, like the warm light of spring, spreading out layer by layer and illuminating Cui Hejin's heart.
It was so sudden that it seemed to dispel the darkness that shrouded his heart.
The door of the house was open, and the spring breeze blew slowly, blowing up a strand of hair on Jiang Zhiluo's cheek, as if blocking her sight all of a sudden.
Cui Hejin moved his fingers, but ultimately did not reach out to do anything.
Jiang Zhiluo narrowed her eyes, fixed her hair, and said happily, "This way I can go to town to sell malt sugar early tomorrow morning."
"You also need to cut it into small pieces first, and then wrap it in wax paper. This way it will be clean."
Jiang Zhiluo discovered that there were a lot of sugars, maltose, syrup and other things in the town, all of which were placed in bulk on the grates. The vendors would pack them up and settle the bill according to how much people bought.
Jiang Zhiluo thinks malt sugar is different from brown sugar.
Most people eat malt sugar piece by piece.
If it is not packaged separately, it will get dirty if you hold it with your hands.
Some people are very particular about cleanliness, and if they are individually packaged, they will look more upscale.
Having lived in the technological age, Jiang Zhiluo understands the importance of packaging even more.
Cui Hejin asked, "What size pieces should they be cut into?"
Jiang Zhiluo took a knife and cut a few pieces. "It's about this size. I plan to sell it for three cents and two pieces. Our packaging is good and it tastes good, so it should sell well."
"But I have to leave some for my parents and my younger brothers and sisters."
Jiang Zhiluo still misses them.
After Jiang Zhiluo finished speaking, she looked up at Cui Hejin, thinking that since she was now a member of the Cui family, he would be unhappy if she kept thinking about her family.
From what she had learned during this period, this seemed to be the custom of the time.
Cui Hejin looked at his wife's clear eyes, which were like flowing water. She looked at him with a slightly conflicted expression. His heart was moved, and he whispered, "We should leave some for our parents, brothers and sisters."
"You can arrange these."
Jiang Zhiluo breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Cui Hejin looked fine.
If Cui Hejin was unhappy, she couldn't do these things secretly.
It’s better to be open and aboveboard.
Her parents love her so much, and her brothers and sisters are so nice, it is hard for her not to miss them.
Jiang Zhiluo thought about it and went to the kitchen to get some oil paper, which she cut into small pieces with scissors, just enough to wrap the malt sugar.
When she returned to the house, she was surprised to see that all the malt sugar on the panel had been cut, and all of them were the same size as she had cut before. Each piece was like a work of art, exactly the same, as if it were carved.
Jiang Zhiluo looked at Cui Hejin with an incredible look, "Your knife skills are so amazing."
Cui Hejin looked at his hands, was silent for a moment, and explained: "I have practiced sword before."
In fact, he started practicing martial arts when he was two years old.
Cutting is the easiest thing.
Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Thanks to Cui Hejin, she was able to make malt sugar so quickly in the afternoon.
It saves a lot of time.
Jiang Zhiluo found Cui Hejin pleasing to the eye. She smiled sweetly at him and said in a soft voice, "Thank you!"
Cui Hejin sighed softly, smiled elegantly and said, "Silly boy, I should thank you."
"If it weren't for you last night..."
Jiang Zhiluo didn't want to think about what happened last night. Fearing that Cui Hejin would feel uncomfortable, she quickly interrupted him and said, "Ah, I forgot about that in my daze last night."
"If you have nothing to do, please help me wrap this malt sugar first."
Cui Hejin looked at her and raised his eyebrows, as if smiling, but he didn't say anything else, just said clearly: "Okay."
Jiang Zhiluo taught Cui Hejin how to wrap malt sugar cubes, and then twisted them on both sides.
"Look, it's wrapped up like this."
"good."
The two of them worked together like this, and the house was filled with a warm and cozy atmosphere.
Mrs. Cui looked over worriedly, and seeing how harmonious the two of them were, a smile almost overflowed from her eyes.
Mrs. Cui went to make dinner quietly.
After wrapping the malt sugar and the family had dinner, Jiang Zhiluo boiled some medicine and asked both Mrs. Cui and Cui Hejin to drink it.
After washing up, Jiang Zhiluo and Cui Hejin sat at the table together.
Cui Hejin continued copying books as usual.
Jiang Zhiluo wanted to borrow some paper from him, but when she looked up and saw that he was still copying, she said, "Aren't you teaching at the school? Do you still need to copy books?"
Jiang Zhiluo felt that copying books was very hard work and didn't want Cui Hejin to continue doing it.
"Not really. Someone came to ask me to come, and it's hard to refuse."
In fact, it was because Cui Hejin never made any typos when copying books, and his handwriting was very good, so the books he copied sold very well in bookstores.
It was difficult for him to refuse the person who had helped him before, but the most important thing was that Cui Hejin wanted to do something so that he could earn money to provide for his wife's household expenses.
He is a man, and it is his responsibility to support the family.
Jiang Zhiluo didn't notice the change between them at this time.
That is, now no matter what she asks, Cui Hejin will patiently explain to her.
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