Because of the business, Yu Jinnian didn't rest anymore, he got busy after lunch.
Moon eve is a big festival second only to New Year's Day. The so-called "August and fifteenth month is in the south, and melons, fruits and pomegranates are full of plates". At this time, melons, fruits and vegetables are all harvested. No exception, she got busy early on, and even Sui Sui, who had small hands, took a rag and wiped the counter carefully.
Most of the restaurants in Xin'an County have repaired and decorated their facades, and some have tied colored silk in front of their houses. Looking at it, the whole street has a new look, and even the faces of passers-by are filled with joyful smiles.
There was no extra spare money in the store for them to compete with each other, but there was still money to pull a new flag. The bright and bright flag with the word "food" was flying in the wind, which made Yu Jinnian feel brighter. He went to the carpenter's shop next to the street and bought a few wooden strips and a few thin planks. They were leftovers and were not worth much. Out of the mortise and tenon and a strange groove. In addition, I also bought a few moon cakes, all of which are engraved with moon patterns, flowers, rabbits and other patterns. Compared with the Fu Lu Shou Xi moon cakes in those big restaurants outside, they are much fresher and more lovely.
Due to his poor health, Ji Hong was forced to stay at home to look after the store, he stood behind the counter and waited for a long time, when he saw the young man coming back with a pile of logs from a distance, he rushed out to greet him and took two: "What is this for? The hands are worn out."
Yu Jinnian smiled and threw the wooden slats and boards at the door of the store, bent over to fiddle with them and put them together. After a few wooden slats were interspersed and the wooden boards were inserted, it became a small stand, the kind often seen in front of coffee shops, with the words The special offers or hot packages of the day are displayed on the road, and you can know them at a glance.
This thing can be seen everywhere in Yu Jinnian's world, but it didn't exist in the Great Xia Dynasty. Even Ji Hong seems to be very novel. He just watched the young man banging on the tenon and tenon of the wooden frame. He wanted to help a group, but he didn't know where to start. But when he was distracted like this, Yu Jinnian had already put it together. He took out a piece of Baishan soil from his pocket.
Baishantu, commonly known as Baituzi, is a magical little white lump. The traditional Chinese medicine is called chalk, which can cure blood clots in women and dirty cold in men. But it can not only cure diseases, but also be used for washing clothes and painting powder. It can be seen.
Ji Hongzheng didn't know what he bought this white good soil for, so he watched Yu Jinnian pick out a small piece and start drawing directly on the wooden board.
In fact, Yu Jinnian just used it as chalk. After all, the main ingredient of Baishantu is calcium carbonate, so it is not much different from chalk... He originally wanted to ask Ji Hong to write "pre-sale moon cake" on the stand , and thought that not everyone can read and write, so I decided to draw moon cakes on them, so that it is easier to understand, wouldn't it be more convenient
Around the eve of the moon, every family is making moon cakes. There are self-eating and selling ones. The smell of baked moon cakes can linger around the city twice. The price will definitely be expensive, and some wealthy people may find it strange that buying one or two to try is better than making small profits but quick sales.
Yuetuan has to be done, but it cannot be done like other homes.
Yu Jinnian set up the signboard and went into the kitchen.
First, take glutinous rice flour, wheat flour, sticky rice flour and powdered sugar, put them in a sea bowl, add fresh milk and oil—this oil must use unscented seed oil, soybean oil, etc., if you use peanut oil, it will have its own fragrance. On the contrary, the taste of the moon ball itself is not good-stir the water surface in two bowls evenly, sieve and filter the dregs, let it stand for a stick of incense, and then steam and stir in the pot to make a smooth and sticky batter. While the batter was cooling, he fried another bowl of hand powder, which was used to sprinkle on the hands and table to prevent the noodles from sticking.
Now that the dough is ready, it's time to make the stuffing.
In addition to the lotus paste filling that Miss Qing Huan ordered, Yu Jinnian also made many other fillings, such as red and green fine sand fillings, pink and delicate rose fillings, jujube paste, purple sweet potato, black hemp, etc. There is also the five-nut stuffing that people in the Xia Dynasty love most and Yu Jinnian wishes to kick it out of the mooncake world. There are also two salty meat floss fillings and ham fillings. There are nine or ten kinds in detail.
Ji Hong was taking care of him, but Yu Jinnian himself was too busy, so he brought Sui Sui in to help him knead the dough and stuffing balls.
The little girl was dexterous, and the dumplings she kneaded were about the same size, which reassured Yu Jinnian.
But he didn't know that the pot had already exploded in the front. He steamed the skin with milk and boiled the stuffing with various fruits and vegetables in the back. The aroma had already drifted to the front hall. A breath of air.
"What kind of smell is this? It's sweet and fragrant. Is it moon balls?"
"I thought I smelled it wrong. Look, Brother Nian has a small thing standing at the door. Isn't the picture on it the moon ball?"
"Hey, this thing is really interesting, I will set it up in front of my sugar shop tomorrow!"
Everyone chatted and laughed for a while, and some of them had already paid for it, and they were going to order a monthly meal at a bowl of noodle restaurant. Some new customers saw that Yu Jinnian's restaurant was small and shabby, so they didn't trust his craftsmanship, and preferred to buy a restaurant in a big restaurant. The signature moon group made.
Some even laughed and said, "You don't have to worry about eating food made in such a dilapidated shop."
Hearing the sound, Ji Hong glanced at him. He was a brightly dressed young man. Because there were so many people at that time, he didn't notice when he came in. There were two servants beside him. Shaking the fan, it looks like a rich family.
"Oh! Why are there ants on this table! Could there be something unclean in the pot?"
When he called out like this, several people who originally wanted to order a monthly group retreated back.
"What to eat." Ji Hong was eight feet tall, standing in front of the young master like a high wall, with his head down and cold eyes, it made people feel chills.
The young master was frightened for a moment, and was soon attracted by the appearance of the man in front of him. He was shocked for a moment, and he was at a loss for words: "You, what do you have here?"
Ji Hong said coldly: "It's hanging on the wall."
Only then did the young master turn his head to look, and sure enough, there was a small wooden sign hanging on the wall, on which were written some common dishes such as fried silver teeth, roasted eggplant, cold lotus root, etc. Compared with the beauty in front of him, it was simply too vulgar When he saw it, he snorted disdainfully: "That's it?" He stared at Ji Hong several times, his heart felt hot, and he asked, "What's your name?"
"Seeing off guests without eating." Ji Hong didn't answer, and turned to leave after dropping a piece of food.
The little boy looked down and saw that it was a rag: "You!"
"I don't know how to flatter you!" The servant next to him patted the table first, "Do you know who my young master is?!"
The young master had heard from his servants that a rare beauty had come to a dilapidated noodle restaurant in the west of the city, so he condescended to come over to have a look. The beauty is beautiful, but her words are full of thorns, and she has to show her identity to scare him to make it work. He proudly unfolded his folding fan, waiting for Ji Hong to pour tea with him and apologize. That fan was bought from the Treasure Building in the capital at a great price. It was made of ivory and made of silk, and the embroidery on the fan was from the best Imperial Priest Jingxiu at the moment. The square, embroidered with gold and silver thread, is full of snow and white plums, and a small poem is written on the back.
Looking at the poem, Ji Hong felt familiar.
"..." No, it looks very familiar.
Although this young man is young, he claims to be suave and suave. He is a frequent visitor to Yicui Pavilion and Shihuayuan. Money is good at squandering, which is considered a crab in Xin'an County. Seeing Ji Hong staring at his golden silk snow plum fan, he thought that Ji Hong liked this. He always loved beauties, not to mention Ji Hong who is so graceful, such a beauty should be a bit prickly. Well, I immediately waved my hand to reward him.
But before he could say anything, the little boy frowned, and pulled off a piece of black jade from his waist: "This is a poem written by Master Qingluan himself. I haven't warmed it up myself, so I can't reward you. But This black jade was brought by Hu Fan's caravan, and it's a good thing, so I'll give it to you to play with!"
Seeing that his young master was so forthright and gave the precious black jade to a noodle shop guy, the servants all held their chests and felt breathless. But after thinking about it, my young master has already teased too many people, and the treasures that are handed out are countless, even a piece of black jade is nothing.
Ji Hong didn't even look at the dark jade, instead he sneered: "Really, why didn't I know?"
"If you can see that it's a good thing, why do you still need to work as a clerk in this shabby shop?" The little boy raised his eyebrows, looking like a playboy, squinting at Ji Meiren, "If the beauty is short of money, , so I went to the Jiang Mansion in the east of the city to find me, and I will definitely not treat the beauty badly."
The ones he usually likes, no matter men or women, are soft and lovely little orioles, and he has never met someone with a cold and ice fetus. Looking at it this way, Ji Hong is even more like a fairy descending to the earth, lonely and cold, which makes people's heart beat, and he suddenly feels like All those Yingying and Yanyan in the past were taken out, but they were not as good-looking as Ji Hong.
It's a pity that he is a bit tall, but being tall also has its advantages, and there are more tricks, right
Before the person touched his hands, Jiang Bingren was already dreaming, his almond eyes were aiming at Ji Hong's buttocks.
I'm afraid Mr. Ji would never have imagined in this life that there are still people in this world who dare to covet his ass.
"—Master, Master! Go, go, Master is home!"
Another servant ran in sweating profusely. Jiang Bingren's face turned blue when he heard the words, and he stood up like a mouse seeing a cat. He walked out in a panic and asked, "What's the matter, didn't dad go to Fucheng?" Why, why come back now!"
"I don't know. It seems that the business over there went wrong, so I returned home early."
"Why didn't you come and call me earlier!" Jiang Bingren put the folding fan used to show off at his waist, lifted the hem of his clothes and was about to run. When he went out, he still didn't forget to turn his head and wink at Ji Hong, and shouted, "Remember to come to Jiang's mansion to find me!" !"
Ji Hong: ...
Not long after Jiang Bingren left, Suisui ran out, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and pointed to the kitchen.
The little girl didn't know what she ate, her mouth was covered with white powder, Ji Hong wiped it off with his sleeve, and asked, "Is Jin Nian looking for me?"
Sui Suo grunted and nodded.
The kitchen is already full of pots with various fillings and ready-made pastries. Ji Hong didn't know where to start when he walked in, but what was strange was that there was no stove for baking moon balls in the kitchen, only a pot of noodle soup gurgling Gulu was burning, and there were several colorful doughs in the porcelain basin at the boy's feet.
The young man was busy in it, and his heart softened, so he didn't bother Yu Jinnian with the previous incident.
Seeing Ji Hong coming, Yu Jinnian held up a porcelain plate and said, "You're here, hurry up and have a taste, isn't it delicious?"
The young man has probably been making moon cakes all the time, and his hands and face are covered with white powder. Ji Hong looked at the small pancake with the jade rabbit printed on it. The ice and snow are as clear as jade, and the young man's fingers are also round. It's cute, he didn't take it to eat, but still stretched out his mouth and took a bite.
Yu Jinnian is already used to the lazy way of reaching out to men.
The pastry is soft and glutinous in the mouth, revealing a touch of coolness, melting on the tip of the tongue and spreading a sweet taste.
Ji Hong was surprised: "This is... Yue Tuan?"
The corners of Yu Jinnian's mouth twitched, and he said, "This is called Bingskin Moon Ball, how about it?"
The skin of this small pastry is indeed cool and moist, and it lives up to the name of ice skin, and this kind of cool small pastry, let alone in Xin'an County, is a novelty that no one has seen even in the capital city. Ji Hong nodded, and praised without hesitation: "It's very novel, and it will definitely sell well."
Hearing what Ji Hong said, Yu Jinnian became happy, and picked up the other mooncakes that he had just made, and asked Ji Hong to taste them all. Seeing that he was excited, Ji Hong couldn't bear to refuse, so he ate a lot one by one, until he "tasted" the last taste, he was so full that he almost walked sideways.
In addition to the original color ice skin, Yu Jinnian also made colored ice skin, all of which are natural pigments, such as red skin made of red yeast rice powder, purple skin made of purple potato, green skin made of tea powder, etc. These colored moon groups are placed together, That's what looks good.
It's a pity that there is no refrigerator at the moment, and the ice bank is not affordable for a small family like him. He can only seal the moon balls in a porcelain jar and put them in the courtyard well to cool down. In late autumn, the well water is cool, and it is nothing to eat It's different, but it can't be kept for a long time. It's best to sell it on the same day it's made.
With a young man like Ji Hong to try dishes for him, Yu Jinnian boldly took out a batch of snowy mooncakes he had made for trial sale, and cut up more than a dozen mooncakes of various flavors, and put them in the shop There is a food tasting activity at the door.
"Is it really possible to eat for free without taking money?" Some people were dubious.
Yu Jinnian smiled and nodded: "Really, if you don't believe me, you can try it?"
The man tasted a red bean paste and exclaimed, "It's delicious and delicious, and the ice is pleasant", which attracted other onlookers to squeeze in to try it. For a while, the front of Yiwan noodle shop was the most popular on the whole street.
Yu Jinnian was swayed by the crowd, suddenly his feet lightened, and he was lifted by the collar and rescued.
He smelled an elegant scent different from the noodle shop, looked back, and it was Ji Hong who rescued him as expected, and he complained to the man: "I didn't expect there to be so many people, they squeezed me to death!"
Although it was complaining, there was a smile on his face.
A diner was pushed and bumped into Yu Jinnian's back. He choked on his feet and fell directly into Ji Hong's arms.
With open arms, Ji Hong circled the young man in, changed to a clean place and stood there, then raised his hand to stroke the young man's hair seemingly naturally, and said in a low voice, "Be careful."
The voice from the top of the head was as warm as water, and the place behind the ear touched by the man's fingers was also itchy. Yu Jinnian buried his face in the man's chest, and smelled a strange smell, like incense and medicine, and he couldn't tell what it was. It took him a while to come back to his senses, he shrank his neck, said "oh", then hurriedly turned his head and got into the crowd again.
Ji Hong: ... Then why did I rescue you just now
The touch of the boy's earlobe still remained on his finger, it was cool, like the ice-skinned mooncakes he ate just now. Having said that, Ji Hong suddenly wanted to get a moon cake again.
Yu Jinnian shouted in the crowd: "Bingpi Yuetuan, a bowl of noodle restaurant is the only one here! Send relatives, friends, wives and children, don't miss it when you pass by! One is only a early adopter price, and two are only two. Money, if you buy a set, not only will you get a discount, but you will also get a bowl of special health-preserving tea bags from the noodle shop, and if you buy more sets, you will get a few more months of regiments!"
"It's so beautiful, my wife will definitely like it, Brother Nian, give me a pair!"
"I, I also want a set of all kinds of flavors!"
"Then I'll order two sets first! I'll pick them up tomorrow."
Yu Jinnian smiled and said: "Yes, yes, there are all of them, please come here to register the reservation guests." He turned his head and waved: "Ji Hong! Come and help me!"
Ji Hong looked up at the high autumn sky and felt that this kind of life seemed not bad.
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After selling this batch and registering the list of all scheduled monthly tours, it was already night, Ji Hong returned to his room after washing up, and saw Yu Jinnian was counting money, one coin, two coins, three or four coins, counting with great joy.
In addition to the money I earned from cooking banquets for Aunt Wu's family and cooking medicinal meals for He's family, as well as the monthly deposit sent by Miss Qinghuan, even after deducting the expenses of these days, it has already accounted for more than ten taels .
Yu Jinnian sighed, "It's really the God of Wealth."
"What?" Ji Hong sat on the bed, flipping through today's account book, with wet hair draped over his shoulders.
Yu Jinnian went to the kitchen, filled a bowl of soup that was stewed at night, and came back, took a clean towel from the clothesline outside, ran over to bed, handed the soup to Ji Hong, and sat behind him to help him rub your hair.
He was immersed in the joy of making money, and he didn't think it was wrong. After all, at this time, everyone had long hair hanging down their waists. It looked good, but it was troublesome to wipe it off. Moreover, Ji Hong was in poor health and the weather was cold, if he got cold because of this, wouldn't Yu Jinnian himself be the one who worked hard
Ji Hong's hair was as soft as ink, which made his skin too fair, making him look a little sick. Yu Jinnian diagnosed him with a weak tongue, weak pulse, lack of food, cold hands and feet, and dull complexion. It should be due to insufficient qi and blood, lung and kidney deficiency. The dizziness and palpitations on the way to He's house were also caused by such problems. Although it looked serious, he was breathless and dizzy when he moved, and he was extremely weak, but it was actually not a big problem for Yu Jinnian.
The key to his treatment is just one word - eat.
Of course, you can take some medicines along with it, such as Buzhong Yiqi Pills, Bazhen Soup, etc., but there is no pleasure in eating, and considering Ji Hong's aristocratic style, how could he not be able to afford medicines? I have eaten all the precious medicines in the sky and the earth, maybe I have eaten so much that I don't want to smell the medicine in my life!
The kidney is the innate foundation, the source of qi, the root of life, and is stored by the essence of the internal organs; the spleen is the acquired foundation, the official of the barn, and the source of qi and blood biochemistry, which shows its importance. So eat good food and eat healthy enough, and then exercise more to naturally strengthen your body. Yu Jinnian called it the Pig Raising Project.
At this time, the "beautiful piggy" he was going to raise was planning to read the account book. At this time, he was holding the soup that Yu Jinnian specially stewed for him, and was attracted by the aroma of the broth in the bowl.
"This is He Tang?" Ji Hong asked.
Yu Jinnian said: "Qizi Lean Meat Soup. Astragalus, medlar, red dates and lean meat are stewed slowly over low heat. It has the effect of nourishing qi and blood. It is good for you to drink some. This is just the beginning, and there are many ways to take care of your body in the future , if you want to be happy, then listen to me in the future, and I will definitely make you as strong as an ox like a tiger!"
Like an ox like a tiger? Ji Hong listened with a smile, picked up the bowl and slowly sipped it, the taste was fresh but not salty, the medicine was fragrant but not bitter, and it really warmed him up after drinking it at night, so he couldn't help but nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
There was still the "Qingluan Poetry Collection" on the small cabinet beside the bed, seeing that Ji Hong was fine anyway, and when he couldn't read the account book, Yu Jinnian asked with a smile, "Ji Hong, can you read the poems to me? Tell me about it."
Cannibals are soft-spoken and short-handed, so Ji Hong had no choice but to put down the account book, pick up the poetry collection, and read a page.
Yu Jinnian can't understand a few words here, but he read medical history classics and ancient Chinese poems in his childhood. He can understand these poems, and he understands why that "Mr. Qingluan" can There are so many fans——his poems have a more elegant style than others', clear and elegant, with a special taste in my heart. There may be no shortage of crazy poets in the world, with outstanding talents, and the writing is free and easy, making people overwhelmed, but this young master Qingluan is the only one who is quiet and demure, as if in his world, flowers bloom forever. , the grass is evergreen, so beautiful that it is almost illusory.
Ask the idiotic men and women in the world, who doesn't want to live in that yellow beam dream, and won't wake up after being drunk
"Eh?" He suddenly noticed that the collection of poems seemed to be a little different, "Isn't it difficult to read these few pages before? Why do they suddenly have words again?" Seeing that the completed pages are all poems by Mr. Qingluan, Yu Jinnian suddenly realized: "So you are also a fan of Master Qingluan's poetry?"
Ji Hong: ...Should I tell him
Yu Jinnian didn't know his mental activities, and muttered: "But the extreme northern snowfield he wrote is really beautiful, is there really such a beautiful place?"
While reciting the poem, Ji Hong's hair was almost dry. He put down the empty bowl, reached out and stuffed the boy's bare icy feet into the quilt, and then said softly, "No, it's fake."
Yu Jinnian crawled into bed, pulled the quilt over his shoulders, and frowned: "How do you know it's fake?"
"Guess." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ji Hong looked at the young man with his eyes closed and meditating gently, and suddenly asked, "You like Master Qingluan's poems so much?"
"He..." Yu Jinnian said halfway, and suddenly fell silent.
When he looked again, he was already asleep.
Ji Hong: Where did you learn the ability to sleep in seconds
The author has something to say:
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Young birthday! If Ji Gongju is like a cow and a tiger for X years, you still don't want a butt!
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Ji Gongju's diary is released! ! :
Today someone called my little cutie to go shopping in a brothel, remember her little book!
Someone coveted my ass today, and kept his little notebook.
Today, the little cutie cooked soup for me with her own hands! Ahhh explosion!
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