Chapter 166: Appetite is not what it seems
However, it was not because of the nervousness about the exam, but because the bed was too hard and I couldn’t sleep with my wife.
Alas, I can only bear with it for a while.
Song Jingyun had no choice but to hug the quilt and close his eyes slightly.
Because of this, Song Jingyun yawned several more times during the exam the next day.
In order to prevent himself from oversleeping during his nap, he even finished writing articles and poems in the morning, and then lay down comfortably for a while after lunch.
But sleeping on his stomach would either make his arms numb or his face sore, and he couldn't sleep well after all. In the evening, when Song Jingyun came out of the examination room, he was yawning.
"Didn't you sleep well?" Jiang Mixia felt a little distressed when she saw her little son-in-law like this.
"It's naturally hard to sleep well in a place like this." Song Jingyun yawned again. While sitting on the ox cart, he leaned on Jiang Mixia's shoulder and even rubbed it with his cheek.
It’s more comfortable to be close to my wife.
"Then go home quickly, wash up, and go to bed." As Jiang Mixia spoke, she put the lunch box she had already packed aside.
Originally, I thought that the young son-in-law would complain of being hungry after finishing the exam. Jiang Mixia also realized that her cooking skills were limited, so she went to the shop outside and bought some cakes and snacks so that the young son-in-law could fill his stomach first.
As a result, Song Jingyun now complained that he was very sleepy.
It can be seen that the only one who could defeat the glutton was Duke Zhou.
"That won't do." Song Jingyun sat up straight and shook his head like a rattle, "I haven't eaten yet."
Jiang Mixia, "..."
Foodies never let people down! "I knew you were thinking about this." Jiang Mixia stuffed the food box into his hands unhappily, "Here, eat quickly."
"I knew my wife was thinking about me." When Song Jingyun saw there was food, he quickly crossed his legs, held the food box in his arms, and opened it carefully.
Almond pastry, egg yolk pastry, minced meat cake, chive box...
The last two items seemed to be just bought, still emitting a slight heat, and the temperature was just right when they were put in the mouth, and they were eaten at the right time.
However, for Song Jingyun, who had been eating bland food in the examination room for two days, this little bit of food could only be considered a snack at best, and definitely not a full meal.
So after eating a minced meat pie, two chive boxes, an egg yolk pastry and an almond pastry, Song Jingyun licked his tongue and said, "My wife, let's have braised pork ribs for dinner."
Jiang Mixia, "..."
Isn’t this little son-in-law’s belly a bottomless pit?
Or is it like a cow, with multiple stomachs that can hold different foods separately? Jiang Mixia was thinking for a while, should she find a way to make more money, otherwise, it might not be enough to feed the little son-in-law? For dinner, Song Jingyun wanted to eat braised pork ribs, a large portion, and also ordered two extra vegetarian dishes and a large portion of winter melon and shrimp soup.
The braised pork ribs tasted good. Jiang Mixia ate half a bowl of rice more than usual. At the same time, she watched Song Jingyun finish the large portion of braised pork ribs, braised eggplant and Kung Pao tofu.
Even the waiter who came to pay the bill looked at Song Jingyun and Jiang Mixia in surprise.
The two of them looked slender...
It turns out that appearance doesn’t tell a good thing from an appetite!
After eating and drinking his fill, Song Jingyun was very contented to be able to hug his wife when he went to sleep at night. He slept so soundly that he slept until noon the next day.
The two of them got up without even having breakfast. They simply tidied up and made some noodles for lunch. After packing up their things, they rushed from the county town to Jiangjia Village.
The college entrance examination has just ended and it will take about half a month to wait for the results.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and I need to go back and celebrate August 15th with my family.
In addition, Song Jingyun also wanted to stay in the academy for a few more days.
Master Meng and Master Zhang were both knowledgeable and easy-going. They took good care of Song Jingyun, and Song Jingyun liked them very much.
Liu and Jiang Youcheng were also very happy about their daughter and her husband's return and the fact that they were spending the holidays at home. Since they came back, the fire in the kitchen in the house had almost never been extinguished.
Needless to say, breakfast, lunch and dinner are normal, but in addition to these, Liu also does other things in various ways.
For example, today I am thinking about making fried dough sticks, tomorrow I am thinking about steaming sesame leaf, tofu and meat stuffed buns, and the day after tomorrow I am busy making some crunchy and fragrant sesame leaves to eat...
In short, the daily snacks are almost never the same.
Song Jingyun was so happy that his sense of happiness increased every day. He was even more excited because the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming and he could eat all kinds of mooncakes.
Jiang Mixia has been busy these days checking the conditions at the bamboo weaving workshop and the porcelain kiln to see if everything is going well and if there is anything that needs improvement, and to provide the porcelain kiln with some more novel ideas.
In addition, I was thinking about what I should do after returning to the county town after some time.
Although she still needs to provide some puppet patterns to Qiu Ji, as Qiu Ji's patterns have now reached a relatively rich stage, the speed of launching new products does not require such a high speed.
Moreover, it is just a matter of drawing a few pictures. Drawing two or three pictures a month only takes two or three days, and the rest of the time is mostly free.
Based on the idea that problems are more likely to arise when people are idle, and that people need to make more money to deal with emergencies, and that the little son-in-law's appetite seems to be getting bigger and bigger... and so on, Jiang Mixia feels that it would be better for her to start a new business.
However, a business that can be carried out in a county town, is not too tiring, and can maintain a certain level of income...
After Jiang Mixia had been thinking hard for several days, Zheng Yuanhe came to her door.
The reason for coming was because it was near the Mid-Autumn Festival and he wanted to set up some things. When he came, he brought some common nourishing medicinal materials, as well as various types of mooncakes that he made at home, which tasted better than those in the bakery.
Common flavors in the north include five-nut, jujube paste, red bean paste, hawthorn, etc., while there are lotus seed paste and egg yolk mooncakes in the south, and even crispy skin and fresh meat mooncakes in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
"This time, I also want to talk to Madam Jiang about the restaurant." Zheng Yuanhe said with a smile, "I listened to Madam Jiang's suggestion before, and I mentioned the idea of opening a restaurant and serving medicinal food to my parents. My parents thought it was a great idea, so they opened a Babaofang restaurant in Taisong Mansion."
"The restaurant has been doing a booming business since it opened, and we can earn a lot of money every month. I saw that there is potential in the herbal medicine business, so I discussed it with my parents and thought about striking while the iron is hot and opening another one in our county. I had already spotted a shop a few days ago and bought it. I'm just waiting to start repairs after the holidays. I estimate that it will be open for business in October."
Ah, it’s Mid-Autumn Festival in real life too~ Thank you to all the cute people who voted for me recently and gave me rewards
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