Dai Xi pushed the door into the room and heard soft sobbing.
He sighed lightly and walked to the edge of the kang, put his arm in his arms, and whispered.
"Don't worry, my sister-in-law has asked Wei Cheng and Hongxia to go out to find someone. They will know how to work hard and will get news soon."
Zhang Jing looked at her husband, wrapped his shoulders instinctively, expecting Ai Ai's words.
"Husband, I am really worried about my brother. My father and mother passed away, so I only have one brother. You know that my family has a small population. If my brother and sister-in-law have any accidents, what should I do? !"
Looking down at her red eyes, Dai Xi sighed heavily, shook his head, and comforted.
"Don't think about it. Our brother and sister-in-law are both blessed people. Besides, they will find a place to carry such a heavy snow, and will not rush or take risks."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...
Zhang Jing collapsed and cried bitterly while sitting on the kang.
That look, to be honest, was very worried and distressed.
Dai Xi kept rubbing her shoulders, waiting for someone to stabilize a little and speak.
"Okay, I've cried, and I'll fall down after venting. It's okay. If you cry like this, what if you should."
"I… "
People in Liaodong believed this, and Zhang Jing said as soon as she heard this, she wiped her tears with her sleeves.
"Stop crying, stop crying."
Seeing her trying to restrain herself, Dai Xi wiped her tears again with his fingers, said.
"Don't worry, there will be letters at noon at the latest. They both rode out to find someone, hurry up."
"Yeah." Zhang Jing sighed, got up and poured water and washed her face.
Sitting in front of the dressing table, he also took up the face oil and gently wiped it.
Under Lin Su's influence, she also attached great importance to her face. Although it's not as expensive as Lin Su's, it's pretty good compared to ordinary people.
In addition, people make money on their own, and they want to buy something with confidence.
Dressed up a little bit, took the clothes from the cabinet to change, Dai Xi saw it and put it away and said.
"Don't go out and rest in the house for a while. I'll talk to Huang Yu and let her help make breakfast. It's snowing today, and not many people come to eat."
"That's not enough."
Zhang Jing shook her head, took her clothes over, and put them on in front of him and said.
"Don't miss work, don't care if there are guests, let's go to work. My sister-in-law is very good to us, and she is still in charge, not special."
Seeing that she insisted on doing this, Dai Xi thought about going outside and chatting with those daughter-in-laws, so that she could relax her mood, which was not bad.
Simply, don't stop.
Zhang Jing got dressed and went out of the house. The snow in the yard had been swept clean.
It happened that Lin Su came back from the front and said after seeing her.
"Let's cook. Everyone hasn't eaten it early, so I had some steamed buns and made some porridge. I brought some pickles back and mixed it. It was just right."
"Okay, I don't need to worry about it, we can do it."
"It's okay. I'm idle and I'm idle. I'll be active for a while."
After Lin Su finished speaking, he looked at Dai Xi and said again.
"It's falling snow, grind the millet noodles and make bean buns. Take advantage of the busyness today."
"Hey, I know my sister-in-law, so I'll take them to grind face." After Dai Xi finished speaking, he called two buddies and went to the storeroom to get sticky rice.
Everyone started to work, steamed buns filled with radish and pork, porridge mixed with sorghum rice and millet.
Spicy cabbage, garlic eggplant, cucumber sauce, simmered potato shreds.
The four dishes are exquisitely placed, which makes people appetite at first sight.
The number of cooks in the kitchen has increased to ten. When they are not busy, they make blood sausages, and when they are busy, they work here.
Although the blood sausage workshop has not been built yet, the preparations are still well done, and we cannot fight unprepared battles.
After breakfast, Zhang Jing led someone in the back kitchen to boil the bean paste filling.
The stuffing of sticky bean buns is very important, and the bean buns in the inn, Lin Su said long ago, want that kind of exquisite bean paste.
The bean curd must be filtered out.
The cook ladies see Zhang Jing's behavior, you look at me, I look at you, everyone has lingering fears.
Everyone is a farmer, and every household makes sticky bean buns every year.
Anyone knows how to make bean paste, but doing so... is too much waste.
One of the daughter-in-laws looked at Zhang Jing and said softly.
"Fuck, let's do this... Isn't it too... wasteful?"
Zhang Jing looked at the filtered tofu skin and knew what they meant.
Slowly shook his head, pointed at those bean skins, and said.
"These are used to feed the chickens, not as a tossing fee. Our beanbags are for the caravan brothers. They are tired from the caravan and can't be sloppy in eating."
"What's more, people spend money and they can't eat anything. The sticky bean buns in the other two inns are all packed like this, so everyone gets used to it."
When everyone heard that you look at me and I look at you, they stopped talking.
Put the strained red bean paste into a pot and simmer on low heat, add sugar in three times.
The sugar added is enough for several of them to make bean bags.
When the bean paste was almost boiling, Lin Su came from the backyard and looked at Zhang Jing and said softly.
"Pack more for five days."
"Okay, I have boiled a lot of red bean paste, it should be enough." Zhang Jing replied.
Lin Su took a spoon and scooped it out of the pot. Seeing this, the cook who was cooking red bean paste banged on the drum in her heart.
No way, she can't do it without knocking. With so much sugar, what can she do if the owner is unwilling.
"Well, it's not bad, it's good, keep going. Be careful, don't get confused."
Lin Su's voice came, so that the cook was relieved, nodded hurriedly, and responded.
"I see, boss."
Half an hour later, Dai Xi came back with a bag full of polished face and put it on the ground.
Seeing Lin Su, wiped the sweat from his forehead, panted slightly, said.
"Come back with these first, and Dayun will send it back later, I will make the face first."
When Lin Su heard this, he knew that he loved his wife. Nodded without objection and said.
"That's all right, you go and bring both the milled yellow rice and millet noodles. Let's get together and I will add water to you."
"Okay." Dai Xi responded and turned to go to the warehouse to get things.
Lin Su directly called to the two women and asked them to help take the crock pot to the front hall and prepare for the meeting.
On weekdays, the inn uses large pots for making noodles, but this time it’s a pot.
Two crock pots can make three hundred catties of noodles, so many people can pack them in a while.
Dai Xi took all his face back, and Lin Su began to meet his face.
After everything was set up, he added water, and Dai Xi used a hurried wooden stick to mix it up. Called to a halt when it was almost done, took off the quilted jacket, rolled up his sleeves and started kneading.
Looking at Dai Xi and noodles in front of him, he suddenly remembered the situation of making beanbags with Ling Muchuan in the winter of the first year.
Think about it now, as if it was still yesterday.
At that time, he was also in harmony with him. He was afraid that she would be tired, so he refused to let her touch her hands.
The noodles of the clay jar were reconciled and put aside awake. When the bean paste filling is ready, everyone starts to make bean buns.
Half an hour later, Dai Xi guessed
Time is almost up, pushing the pallet out to pick up Dayun.
The bean paste filling is finally cooked, and the sticky face is also awake.
The whole three pots of steaming bean paste fillings looked so good.
Lin Su separated four people to form a bean paste group with her, and the others made bean buns.
She was separated from Zhang Jing, and one person took the other.
The red bean paste is very hot, so you need to put some in a small pot to let it cool.
Several women talked and talked, and Zhang Jing stopped thinking about her brother.
If you have something to do, you can alleviate some worries. Dai Xichao came back and took a look at his wife. He relaxed when she saw that she was in good condition.
Lunch is about to be finished when the preparations are done, but no one is arrogant, just wait for the first pot of beanbags to be out, and everyone will eat sticky beanbags.
Seeing that the package was almost the same, Lin Su said to Dai Xi.
"Go to the fire, steam two pots first, and everyone will eat this at noon."
"Hey, okay, I'll go now." Dai Xi responded, calling the two buddies to go over and start the fire.
"My boss, do you want some sauerkraut soup? This food is heartburning after eating too much."
Heartburn, the native dialect here, actually means eating more sticky food and stomach discomfort, but it is actually stomach burning.
Lin Su glanced at the other guy and ordered.
"You go to the warehouse to get back a piece of sauerkraut, and then get a piece of five**.
"Yes, boss." The guy should go out.
Lin Su looked at the daughters-in-law in front of him, chatting.
"How many people and children do you have at home? Do you also make beanbags in winter?"
"Packed, boss." Everyone nodded and chatted.
Some are separated and there are several children in the family. Some are with in-laws and there are more people in the family.
Lin Su took Tuanhao's red bean paste to the table next to him, and continued.
"Do you still have to cook at home on weekdays?"
"That's not necessary." The Dahai family shook his head and said with some pride, "The owner doesn't know, since I called you to work here, I don't need me to do the housework, and his father can do it."
"Take care of the children, cook, and wash the clothes. Everything is done well. I also made it for me to get up early for breakfast. It's not snowing today. We came a little earlier. He only makes it for children."
"Yes, the boss, my family is the same. The child's father said that he can get back the cash money every ten days, but he has to make a contribution." Gao Hong's family pursed his lips and agreed with him.
When the two of them said so, the big guys all opened the conversation.
Some say that they still have to work when they go home, but most of them are not anymore. They are all run by the men in the family.
The daughters-in-law heard this, and they all said that they went home and chatted so hard that they couldn't let it go any longer.
Lin Su couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he saw them eager to try.
"How did I find that I was a bit picky. If you don't ask this, it seems that you don't know, you can't..."
"Oh my boss, see what you said, no, we all understand." A daughter-in-law quickly shook her head, "Although working in a shop isn't tiring, I'm working in the end."
"He doesn't do anything at home, that's not good. I'm also a moneymaker, but I can't wrong myself. So, it has nothing to do with the owner."
"Yes, boss, we have to thank you for speaking of it."
"Thank me?" Lin Su was a little surprised.
"But thank you, the boss, we don't know how much we don't know."
"Hehe..." Lin Su smiled awkwardly, just hoping that their man would not scold her behind his back...
(End of this chapter)