The oil was cooked, and Chi Xingyue poured it into the filling while stirring.
Finally, add some boiled water to make the filling more sticky.
Chi Xingyue pinched a little bit of the filling and kneaded it. When it just formed into a ball, she knew it was done.
"Xingyue, what are those red beans and mung beans soaking for? Are they going to make cakes too?"
Chi Xingyue smiled and said, "Let's make mooncakes. Eating only the ones with five-nut fillings is so boring. But these need to be soaked for several hours, so we can't eat them today."
"It doesn't matter, Mid-Autumn Festival is tomorrow."
Chi Xingyue nodded, left the kitchen and went to see how the earthen oven was going.
I saw a group of men gathered around a mound of earth and lit a fire, and the gray-black smoke drifted far away.
If this wasn't ancient times, I'm afraid it would have been reported for serious pollution!
The people of Qingshan Village have been curious about the newly moved Ling family since last night, but even after the sun was shining, they still didn't see them leave the house.
It was not until mid-afternoon that the second son of the Ling family brought Jinbao out to dig mud and buy bricks, and everyone finally felt the reality.
It turns out that Jinbao is really a servant. Wouldn’t my daughter’s marriage be ruined?
That's right, because Jinbao is handsome, capable, and most importantly, looks wealthy, so not long after he came to Qingshan Village, he was regarded as the perfect choice for son-in-law by many families with daughters.
There were even matchmakers who came forward to propose marriage.
However, Jinbao said: "I am not a free man, and my marriage and funerals are decided by my master!"
The people in Qingshan Village simply didn't believe it. After all, whose servants were so rich that they could afford to build a big house with blue bricks and tiles?
Looking at his demeanor, if you say he is a young master from some wealthy family, I'm afraid some people would believe it.
But now, alas, even if they don’t love their daughters any more, they can’t marry them off as slaves!
But Master Jinbao is very handsome, but I don’t know if he is married or not.
They are not as far-sighted as Song Lizheng. They only know that if they find a good husband for their daughters, they can also gain some fame.
Therefore, when Ling Jiheng bought earth bricks, he was questioned by many people.
He smiled and declined: "I'm already married, thank you for your kindness!"
The aunties were unwilling, but they didn't dare to pester them.
In the end, there are so many people in the Ling family, there must be a few unmarried young men!
So he hid near the big brick and tile house, wanting to see what was going on with this family.
Then, we saw thick smoke rising into the sky.
Thinking there was a fire, he didn't bother to peek. He rushed home to get some water and rushed into the Ling family's house.
The speed was so fast that the housekeeper couldn't stop him and he rushed straight to Qingfeng Courtyard.
All the dry grass in the earthen oven was burned out, and Ling Jiheng added a few pieces of firewood into it.
When he turned around, he was confronted by a group of aggressive people and was a little surprised.
"Well, there's no fire here!"
A group of men scratched their heads, feeling rather embarrassed: "My wife just saw black smoke coming out of this side!"
Ling Jiheng quickly spoke up to explain, "No, no, we just built a clay oven and are preparing to dry some mooncakes for the festival.
Thank you for your concern. Come on, drink some water and take a rest! "
Due to time constraints, the large blue brick and tile house was built with solid materials, and the courtyard inside was not hardened.
So after being invited, the villagers didn't feel any psychological pressure. They pushed each other and finally put the bucket outside the yard and squeezed in.
Looking at the man from the Ling family who was dressed respectably but had mud all over his hands and face, she suddenly felt that there didn't seem to be much difference between her and him.
Chi Xingyue hurried back to the kitchen to pour water, but not tea, because many people were not used to drinking tea made from tree leaves.
Even if you brew him tea worth ten thousand or twenty thousand gold, he will only have one word to say - bitter!
But sugar water is different. In the countryside, it is almost hard currency.
No matter where you go, drinking a bowl of hot sugar water will make your mood better!
At first, the women of the Ling family did not understand Chi Xingyue's actions, but when they saw the smiles on the villagers' faces, they understood her intention.
He smiled and invited everyone to drink water, then asked about the situation in the village.
Those who came to join in the fun wanted to make friends, so they said everything they could and couldn't say.
Therefore, the Ling family understood why the Youzhou prefect was so polite to them and why several villages near Qingshan Village were under the jurisdiction of Song Lizheng.
All I can say is that in this bitter and cold land, with years of war, many people abandoned their homes and property and fled.
Those who did not escape were also conscripted or massacred by the Northern Liao army.
The area of Youzhou Prefecture was not the largest in the Dayong Dynasty, but it was not small either.
However, its total population is the smallest in the country.
Therefore, anyone who commits a crime that is not punishable by death will be sent here to supplement the labor force.
The north and south of Youzhou are also different. There are more plains in the south, and life is relatively easy. But there are many mountains in the north, and it is not easy to cultivate the land. In addition, it borders Northern Liao, so over time, the population has become fewer and fewer.
Not to mention the head of the village, there are not many villagers.
For the sake of better management, the government gathered everyone together, so that the exiles could be assigned to places like Qingshan Village, which had a relatively good geographical location.
However, they are different after all. Qingshan Village, where the Ling and Han families live, is not only close to the county town, but also has many fertile fields, is not short of water, and has no major natural disasters.
The Chen family, the Wang family, and Dahe Village and Xiahe Village where Zhangjia Village is located are different.
Dahe Village is close to a big river that flows through several villages. It is usually fine, but if it encounters heavy rain like the one in Jiangning Prefecture, it may cause mountain torrents.
As for Xiahe Village, although it has more land and is far away from the river bank, it is safer, but it is also far from the county town.
For them, it is not the best choice.
As a result, everyone in the Ling family sighed and was even more impressed by Ling Jiheng's ability.
Not only did he take care of everything at such a young age, but he also did it so, um, quietly.
If some news were leaked in advance, well, it wouldn't change anything.
After all, none of them had thought of secretly setting up some property outside. They had been eyeing the wealth accumulated by the Ling family for generations.
All I can say is that Ling Jiheng's sense of crisis is stronger than all of them.
However, Ling Jiheng was grateful to Chi Xingyue in his heart. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have prepared so early.
Although I got some tiny news in advance, it was probably too late to confirm and make up my mind.
Ling Jiheng went into the kitchen to check and saw that Chi Xingyue was almost awake, so he discussed with her about preparing a holiday gift for the villagers who came to help put out the fire today.
Although it turned out that the fire was a misunderstanding, the villagers' kindness cannot be denied.
Chi Xingyue had no objection. She now had space and money, and she could be extremely generous.
With a wave of his hand, he asked the women of the Ling family to make the dough for the cakes.
Jinbao bought two molds, and Chi Xingyue decisively chose the smaller one.
Estimate the amount to be used, knead the dough into strips, cut it into small dough pieces with a knife, flatten them with your hands, shape them into bowls, and put the fillings in them.
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