In the blink of an eye, the New Year has arrived. When Ning Mengyao woke up, Mrs. Qin was already preparing breakfast.
Ning Mengyao saw Mrs. Qin's busy voice and said helplessly: "Mother-in-law, don't be so anxious."
"It's okay, am I okay?" Mrs. Qin shook her head and said indifferently.
Qingzhu on the side looked at the clothes on his young lady, his eyes lit up: "Miss, these clothes look really good on you."
Ning Mengyao's clothes were a moon-white coat with a print, but there was a circle of white hair around the collar and cuffs.
It was made of rabbit fur sent by Qiao Tianchang. As for the fox fur sent by Qiao Tianchang, it was made into a cloak by green bamboo, and he planned to wear it when he went to the county town to watch the lanterns.
Ning Mengyao smiled: "This is also because Qingzhu is good at your craftsmanship."
"The young lady will laugh at others."
"Okay, let's not talk about this. I plan to arrange for someone to come to your place after the Qingzhu Year." Ning Mengyao suddenly thought of Yang Lele.
According to Yang Lele's current embroidery skills, there is no problem at all.
"Is it Yang Lele?"
Ning Mengyao nodded: "Yes, she is very good at embroidery now. Their family helped me a lot when I was here, so I also want to help them." Yang Yi and his wife Qiao are now at Here to help, although Yang Lele can make quite a lot of money from selling embroidery, it does take some time. It would be different if she followed Qingzhu.
Qingzhu thought carefully and thought for a long time before nodding: "That's okay, but Miss, whether she can go in in the end depends on herself."
"Yes, I know." Ning Mengyao has always given Qingzhu the responsibility for the section she is responsible for. Now it is not difficult for Qingzhu to put someone in it, but it is a bit unfair to others.
So Ning Mengyao gave Yang Lele a chance. As for whether she could seize this opportunity, it depends on her own ability.
Ning Mengyao just talked about this matter casually and helped Mrs. Qin start to prepare.
After the meal, the group began to roll out the dough and prepare to make dumplings.
When it was almost noon, Ning Mengyao and the others finally finished wrapping the dumplings.
Looking at the hundreds of dumplings on the table, Ning Mengyao finally packed some and asked Qingxuan to send them to Qiao Tianchang, and told no one to see them.
Qingxuan took the dumplings he had just made and walked away. When he left, Ning Mengyao and others started to light a fire to make lunch.
When Qing Xuan passed by, Qiao Tianchang was also planning to make some food. Seeing Qing Xuan, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is something wrong?"
"This is what I brought to you, miss." He said and handed over the basket in his hand.
Curiously, he opened the basket and saw that there were dozens or hundreds of dumplings inside: "Thank you, Miss, for me."
Qingxuan glanced at Qiao Tianchang and walked away.
Looking at the direction Qing Xuan left, Qiao Tianchang had a faint smile on his lips. It seemed that Ning Mengyao was really no ordinary orphan.
The young man's skills just now are really beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Ning Mengyao has already thought about what to cook, a braised fish, a sweet and sour pork ribs, a lion's head, hare and roasted mushrooms, etc., a total of eleven dishes.
An hour later, all the food was served, and Ning Mengyao asked them all to come and eat together.
"Happy New Year, miss."
"Well, you too, happy New Year." Ning Mengyao smiled slightly, took out a jar of wine, and each of them had a glass.
"Mmm, this wine is really delicious." Qingxue looked at Ning Mengyao with bright eyes.
Her expression was like seeing a gold ingot, and in her eyes, this wine was similar to a gold ingot. How much money could she make if she sold it.
"Okay, even if you want to sell it, you have to wait until next year. After the new year, you can go up to the mountain to find some grape seedlings to plant. You should be able to pick them next year." Ning Mengyao looked at the green bamboo with a smile.
I don’t even know how to take a break during the Chinese New Year.
Looking down at the wine in the bowl, Ning Mengyao suddenly remembered something. At that time, Qiao Tianchang helped her pick grapes to make wine. He originally planned to give her some, but later he forgot about it. Maybe he could give it to her first in the afternoon. He carried two jars over.