Without waiting for Mrs. Tong to pay his salary, Da Zhuang hurriedly packed a small bag and moved to the construction site.
The weather got hot very quickly and some people on the street couldn't stand it anymore and started wearing short sleeves.
Xiao Jun couldn't stand the heat either. He sweated a lot and always lifted the hem of his clothes to wipe off his sweat. When his strong eight-pack abs were exposed, Ding Sha would always stare at him with eyes wide open.
The hot weather affected business a bit. Du Rourou and Wang Wenhao were arguing in the hall, while Ding Sha was holding Xiao Ping'an and arguing with Xiao Jun about whether to buy domestic or imported milk powder.
After finally reaching a conclusion in the argument, they started arguing again about when it would be best for Xiao Ping'an to stop breastfeeding.
Aunt Zhao, the confinement nanny, was washing little Ping'an's clothes in the backyard with a smile on her face, looking over here from time to time.
This was truly the most comfortable and gentle host she had ever met.
Not only is food and accommodation provided, it is also easy to take care of children and the food is especially delicious.
This was her first time taking care of a baby and she gained weight.
The air conditioners ordered by Xiao Jun arrived, and the workers were sweating as they installed them in every room.
Ding Sha reported Xiao Ping'an to Aunt Zhao and got up and went to the kitchen.
Take out the newly bought mung beans this year, wash them, and put them in a pot to cook.
After the water boils, open the lid and continue cooking on low heat until the mung beans bloom and become soft.
Pour the beans and water into the blender, sprinkle in a handful of sugar, beat it into a rich mung bean paste, continue cooking, and add some honey.
After boiling, divide it into portions and let it cool, and add ice cubes to help cool it down.
After the workers finished loading with red faces and sweat all over their bodies, they received the mung bean soup from the boss's wife.
It’s icy and cool, refreshing and heat-relief.
Everyone looked at each other and felt that this job was comfortable.
The foreman also thanked Ding Sha with a smile, "This is my phone number. If there is any problem with your air conditioner at home, you can call me and I will come over to fix it for you."
Ding Sha collected the business card and sent them out. Turning back, he saw Xiao Jun putting the business card into his pocket.
Ding Sha didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he went over to tease him, "You're jealous of this? Where did you get the vinegar from?"
"Authentic Shanxi aged vinegar," Xiao Jun glanced at her and quickly kissed her on the lips with a half-smile, "Try it, is it sour?"
Ding Sha covered his mouth embarrassedly, hit him twice, and went back into the kitchen.
Wang Wenhao and Du Rourou went to the wholesale market nearby to move the ice cream ordered by Xiao Jun. They didn't know when they started to like to get together and whisper to each other.
Every time Ding Sha saw Wang Wenhao’s happy face, he found it a little funny.
Ding Sha looked at the time, it was still early.
She opened "Lu Mansion Forbidden Recipes" and wanted to make a traditional Chinese pastry.
The pastry cabinet I ordered from Uncle Wei has been idle for a long time, and now I have time to clean it up.
Ding Sha took a look and finally decided to make a pastry called "Yangchun Baixue".
That sounds pretty cool.
Grind Poria cocos, yam, Euryale ferox and lotus seeds into powder, mix with glutinous rice flour, rice flour and white sugar and stir well.
Then add water and knead it into a dough of appropriate softness and hardness.
This is how you make traditional Yangchun white ice cream: you just need to pinch it into shape and then steam it.
But Dingsha thought about it, took out the red bean paste left over from making red bean paste buns yesterday, wrapped it in dough of appropriate size, and then put it into a small wooden stamp and pinched it into the shape of a flower.
Finally, steam it for twenty minutes and it’s ready to eat.
Yangchun Baixue cake can not only strengthen the spleen and replenish deficiency, but also reduce swelling and dampness, and can also replenish qi and calm the mind.
Dingsha put a plate of food on it and brought it out for everyone to taste.
Du Rourou was the first to rush to the table. She took a piece without hesitation and took a bite happily while complaining.
"Oh my god, this is so delicious! I've gained a lot of weight since I started working part-time! But I still can't help it!!!"
"Boss, why aren't you fat?"
Du Rourou said this but her hands didn't stop. She took another piece and prepared to eat.
Everyone raved about the cake.
Ding Sha took out all the Yangchunbai ice creams and placed them on the counter. He also wrote introductions on pink flowery paper and in small calligraphy and placed them in front.
Du Rourou was extremely envious.
"Sister Shasha, what kind of treasure are you? How come you know everything? You are multi-talented and beautiful..."
"It's okay that you're perfect, but your husband is also perfect, handsome, talented, and devoted to you..."
“I really ate a lemon…”
Wang Wenhao laughed at her mercilessly, and Du Rourou stood up and chased him around the room.
After finishing the fight panting, Du Rourou came back to Ding Sha and asked, "Sister Sha Sha, do you want to sell cakes here in the future?"
"Yeah," Ding Sha nodded, "When I'm not very busy or I've made some new snacks, I'll prepare them for sale."
Du Rourou touched her chin and said, "Sister Shasha, you can make so many things. Have you ever thought about sharing them online?"
"Online?" Ding Sha shook his head. "I don't like too many people paying attention to me. I would feel uncomfortable."
"Then we can just put some desserts in there!" Du Rourou couldn't help but want to show off these beautiful pastries to everyone. "They are so beautiful! They are also our traditional delicacies and pastries. We can share them with everyone!"
Ding Sha was somewhat tempted. She had made traditional dim sum a few times occasionally, but not as many people bought them as she had imagined. They were indifferent to traditional dim sum and some even thought that those dim sum were not as delicious as a piece of thousand-layer cake.
Ding Sha really wanted to tell them that there are many different kinds of dim sum among traditional dim sum, but no one seemed to care.
They care about traditional culture, music, inheritance and craftsmanship, so why don’t they care about these snacks
Du Rourou knew that Ding Sha was moved.
"I promise, I won't take pictures of you, I'll only take pictures of the cakes!"
Ding Sha hesitated for a moment and agreed.
Xiao Jun had been listening for a long time. When he heard Ding Sha agree, he thought about it and said, "If you want to take pictures, I will clean up the room at the back of the first floor and make it into a pastry shop for you, right?"
The house Xiao Jun was talking about was originally a shed. The previous tenant had transformed it into something weird, and they moved in and then tore it down again.
After dismantling it, I couldn’t figure out how to use it for the time being, so I just left it idle.
Now I have cleaned it up and it complements the flowers planted nearby, which is very beautiful.
Du Rourou said happily, "Yes, yes! It must be very beautiful! Beautiful Sister Shasha will make beautiful pastries in a beautiful environment!"
“Ah! A feast for the face lovers!!”
Wang Wenhao couldn't help but say something nasty again, and Du Rourou screamed and ran after him to beat him up.
Ding Sha looked at Xiao Jun with some trepidation, "Do you think... I am doing the right thing?"
"Yes," Xiao Jun said firmly.
"Really?" Ding Sha was a little unconvinced.
"Really." Xiao Jun still nodded firmly.
“What if I screw up?”
"It won't screw up."
"How do you know?" Ding Sha glared at him unhappily.
"Because it's you." Xiao Jun smiled.
Because it's you.
Because I believe in you.
Author's aside: Oh oh oh ~
(I got a big mosquito bite today... It's so itchy!!)