So we use multiple approaches, I don’t believe anyone else can imitate it.
Of course, spinach can also produce green juice, but spinach is a vegetable and needs to be bought.
Mugwort is cheap and can be picked directly on the roadside.
In ancient times, there was no technology or the Internet, and information spread very slowly.
People only accept some deeply rooted information and ideas.
Our ancestors passed down the rules of what we can and cannot eat, and everyone does what they say.
Only when there is a drought will people eat even the roots and bark of trees.
Anyway, no one eats mugwort as food nowadays.
This provides Hua Xinuo with a lot of convenience.
Hua Hanmao's expression changed. "Sister, are you saying that these mugworts can be eaten?"
Hua Hanbin now felt much calmer after hearing about edible things. "My sister is the one who has the solution. All these things can be turned into food, and we didn't spend much money."
Qiu Wenqin smiled and said, "Your sister is our family's blessing."
"Pack up your things, let's go back and stop the boat first, and then we can start making these foods."
"good!"
The whole family worked hard for the entire afternoon and made so many things. They were very motivated.
Hua Xinhong rowed the boat back.
Because we were rowing against the current on the way back, rowing was not as easy as on the way here.
Hua Hanmao felt sorry for his father and stepped forward and said, "Dad, let me row for a while!"
"It's okay, Daddy is strong and doesn't feel tired!"
If it were in the past, Hua Hanmao might not have been so persistent, but now he still asked worriedly: "But Dad, can you use the strength in your hands?"
Seeing that his father was rowing with both hands, he was afraid that his father's hands would be injured or he would have no strength.
Speaking of hands, Hua Xinhong was actually a little puzzled, "I think it doesn't matter what I do with my hands during this period."
As he spoke, Hua Xinhong pinched his fingers hard and moved them around. They felt very flexible and sensitive, just like before he was injured.
It was obvious that his fingers were broken by someone arranged by the Chen family.
He still remembers clearly the pain in his fingers at that time.
He was in despair at that time.
But life still has to go on, at most I can no longer read or write.
But I feel like I've almost recovered during this period.
I just took good care of myself in the first few days, and it didn't affect my work afterwards.
Qiu Wenqin concentrated and said, "We've been quite busy recently, and we don't know how your finger is doing. Let's go to the clinic and let the doctor take a look at you."
Qiu Wenqin naturally hoped that Hua Xinhong's finger would get better.
Judging from the current income of his family, if conditions improve in the future, Hua Xinhong may be able to study and take imperial examinations.
This is the dream in Hua Xinhong's heart.
It is also the expectation of everyone in the Hua family.
Hua Xinhong's finger was broken before, and the doctor had given a diagnosis. They didn't dare to think about these things anymore.
But now it seems that his fingers are recovering quickly.
Hua Xinuo said: "Dad, maybe your fingers are healed!"
Hua Xinhong's heart almost skipped a beat, "How...how could this be!"
Although he hoped that his hand was okay, his mind told him that his finger was indeed broken, as the doctor had said.
Whenever Hua Xinhong thought about studying, his heart was filled with regret and loss.
Hua Xinuo noticed her father's expression and said, "Dad, the doctor said you need to take good care of yourself for two months before you can go out to work and recover. Look, you've only been well for a few days and you're almost healed."
"Everyone's body is different, and recovery is different. Miracles do happen in this world."
Hua Xinuo said these words like a little adult.
But unfortunately, no one would take her words seriously, nor would they treat them as innocent childish talk.
Hua Hanmao suddenly revealed a joyful expression and said, "Yes, Dad, maybe your hand will recover just like this!"
"Yes, yes, Dad, we should go see Doctor Lin right away."
Hua Xinhong was also hoping that his finger would heal, but he was a little hesitant to believe it. He suppressed his anticipation and excitement and tried to calm himself down. "I'll find time to go check it out later."
The ship returned and moored at the pier.
Hua Xinuo began to busy herself with stewing the braised food.
She had already prepared the seasoning.
Qiu Wenqin followed her daughter's instructions and cleaned the mugwort, then mashed it into juice, which was all green in color.
She kneaded all of this into the dough while kneading it.
Make more dough and get up early in the morning to prepare the dumplings.
They planned to do more tomorrow, so they had to get up early in the morning.
Qiu Wenqin usually wakes up at the beginning of Yinshi (3 a.m.) and starts working.
In the past, they would never wake up so early because it would waste candles.
The candles here are not cheap either, costing twenty or thirty cents each.
Nowadays, they have to get up early and work even if it means wasting candles.
Just to pack more and make more money.
They didn’t make so many before because there were so many imitating stalls that fewer customers bought their dumplings.
But tomorrow they will make some locust flower dumplings, and sell some braised food as my daughter suggested. I guess business will be good.
Qiu Wenqin thought about these things, her heart was burning with excitement, and she was busy working step by step.
Hua Hanbin suddenly seemed to realize something and said, "Oh right, Mom and Dad, why do I feel like there are fewer boats parked near our boat lately? They're so far away."
Hua Hanmao patted his brother's shoulder and said, "I heard Maodan joke the other day that the buns we make at home smell too good. He can't sleep well when he smells the aroma, so everyone stays away from each other."
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