This is a very good idea, so that Zhao Qingzao can also have extra time to make money, but this idea only stayed in Zhao Qingzao's mind for a while, because Zhao Qingzao quickly remembered that Xiaocao was only one year old, and it was really unheard of for a one-year-old child to enter the academy.

So Zhao Qingzao thought for a while, and then said to the master: "Xiaocao is only one year old, and he can't walk steadily, which academy will accept him as a student? If I really want to send Xiaocao to the academy, at least I have to wait until Xiaocao is three years old." ”

Zhao Qingzao said it in an orderly manner, so the master couldn't say anything more, After letting Zhao Qingzao think about it again, he went back to the yamen first, and Zhao Qingzao sent the master to the door, and then closed the gate of the courtyard.

When he returned to the house and saw Xiaocao writing and drawing, Zhao Qingzao said, "Xiaocao, what are you drawing?

Xiaocao has been writing and painting, so Zhao Qingzao is also very curious about what he is painting, so after speaking, Zhao Qingzao walked in front of Xiaocao, but he didn't expect Xiaocao, who was looking down to paint, saw Zhao Qingzao coming over, and hurriedly blocked the painting, and said: "Mother, don't look at it now, and you will look at it when I finish painting!"

Seeing Xiaocao's mysterious appearance, Zhao Qingzao shook his head with a helpless smile and said, "Okay, don't look at it, you can continue to paint." ”

After speaking, Zhao Qingzao really turned around and walked into the courtyard, planning to tidy up the vegetable garden, thinking of the matter of the master letting him go back to the yamen to cook, although Zhao Qingzao was a little moved, but for the sake of Xiaocao, she still decided to give up this idea.

"What should I do to make money? No one buys preserved eggs and salted eggs, what should I do?" Zhao Qingzao squatted on the edge of the vegetable garden, muttering while pulling weeds.

At this moment, Zhao Qingzao suddenly thought of a good idea to make money, because of the relationship between the captain, the town is often full of people, and many people look like they are in the dust, they have to rush to other places, and they must eat on the way, at this time, dry food and pickles are the best things, not only do not need to make fires to cook, but also convenient to preserve, it is really a very good idea for people who are in a hurry.

Zhao Qingzao fell into contemplation again, and found that there was still a vacant place in the yard, so Zhao Qingzao had an idea, and planned to invite someone to come over tomorrow to make an oven in the open space in the yard, and then she could use the oven to make baked cakes and naan, these two kinds of dry food can be stored for a long time, and the taste is also very good, and it will definitely be very popular.

As for the pickles, Zhao Qingzao thought about it, and finally decided to chop the pork into a filling, and then slowly fry it until the oil becomes crispy, and then add dried chilies, peanuts and various seasonings, and fry until the water disappears, so that it can be stored for many days, and it can also be eaten with baked cakes or naan.

"Let's do it, I'll go out and find someone to make the oven first, and when the oven is ready, we can start working. Zhao Qingzao stood up from the ground and said confidently, sure enough, there is still something to do that can be the most exciting.

Zhao Qingzao asked Xiaocao to stay at home, don't run around, and then go out to find someone to make an oven, it is a lot more convenient in the town, no longer need to run around looking for someone, Zhao Qingzao quickly found a craftsman with good skills, and after telling him what the oven is like, Zhao Qingzao asked the craftsman to come to work tomorrow.

Back at home, before Zhao Qingzao could catch his breath, he saw Xiaocao holding a piece of paper in his hand and running in front of him.

"Mother, look!" Xiaocao smiled sweetly, unfolded the drawing paper in his hand, and then let Zhao Qingzao look at his painting.

There are three villains painted on the paper, it seems that it should be Zhao Qingzao, Shen Changting and Xiaocao, although Xiaocao is only one year old, but the painting actually has a look, Zhao Qingzao looked at Xiaocao's painting, and then thought of Shen Changting who left, and suddenly felt that his nose was a little sour.

Xiaocao is really Shen Changting's son, and only Shen Changting's son will have such talent, but it's a pity that Shen Changting didn't even know about Xiaocao's existence, and when he left, he didn't know that Zhao Qingzao was pregnant, so he didn't know that Xiaocao was his son at all, even if Xiaocao stood in front of Shen Changting, Shen Changting might not be able to recognize it.

"Xiaocao, your painting is so beautiful. Although he felt very uncomfortable, Zhao Qingzao didn't want Xiaocao to notice, so he reluctantly squeezed out a smile, touched Xiaocao's head, and said to Xiaocao.

Hearing Zhao Qingzao say this, Xiaocao's eyes narrowed, because Zhao Qingzao had promised him to take him to Shen Changting in a few years, so Xiaocao had been looking forward to seeing his father as soon as possible, and he was also very curious about what Shen Changting looked like.

Xiaocao carefully put the painting in his small box, and then continued to write and paint, Zhao Qingzao saw that Xiaocao stayed in the house all day to write and paint, it really didn't look like a one-year-old child, so he wanted Xiaocao to go out and play with other children.

"Xiaocao, why do you stay in the house all day? Let's go out and play with the other children. Zhao Qingzao thought about it, but walked into the house and said to Xiaocao, who was painting.

Hearing this, Xiaocao pouted and said, "I don't go, every time they ask me where my father has gone, why is there only my mother and relatives at home." ”

It turned out that Xiaocao didn't like to go out to play with other children for this reason, Zhao Qingzao was stunned for a moment, and after coming back to his senses, he didn't let Xiaocao go out again.

The next day, the craftsman who had made an appointment with Zhao Qingzao really came to work, Zhao Qingzao drew a messy drawing, telling the craftsman what the oven should look like, the craftsman looked at the lines of the full picture, and couldn't understand what Zhao Qingzao had drawn, Zhao Qingzao had no choice but to let Xiaocao help him write, and then he barely spent a drawing that he could understand.

"This drawing can be understood. The craftsman looked at the sketches drawn by Xiaocao and said with a grin.

His painting skills can't even be compared to Xiaocao, Zhao Qingzao only feels that his cheeks are hot, and he is about to lose his life, but fortunately, Xiaocao is her son, so Zhao Qingzao is still very proud in his heart, after all, no one else has such a smart child as Xiaocao.

After three days of busy work, the oven was ready, and after Zhao Qingzao checked that there was no problem, he paid the salary.

"Mother, what are you going to do?" Xiaocao asked curiously, looking at the finished oven.

"Mother is going to do a great job!" Zhao Qingzao rolled up his sleeves and said.

Kneading, rolling, baking...... Zhao Qingzao worked all day, made a basket of baked cakes and naan, and then went into the kitchen to make meat sauce, and was busy until the evening, when Zhao Qingzao put the prepared meat sauce into small jars.

"I'm so tired, I can sell it tomorrow, I hope I can sell it all." Zhao Qingzao pounded his shoulder, looked at the small jar on the table, and muttered.

Xiaocao had already fallen asleep, Zhao Qingzao walked into the house lightly, looking at the sleeping grass on the bed, Zhao Qingzao showed a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly felt that his whole body was full of energy, as long as he could make Xiaocao live better, what did it matter if he worked hard?

Zhao Qingzao thought that when Xiaocao was older, she would send Xiaocao to the best academy in the town, so that Xiaocao could grow up happily and do what he wanted to do in the future.

As soon as it was dawn, Zhao Qingzao carried Xiaocao on his back, then put the things into two baskets, and went out with one basket in one hand.

After wandering around the street for a while, Zhao Qingzao found a very good stall, and after putting Xiaocao down, Zhao Qingzao told Xiaocao to stay by his side, and he must not run around, Xiaocao nodded obediently and agreed, seeing this, Zhao Qingzao took out the baked cakes, naan and meat sauce from the basket, and then shouted loudly: "Dry food, pickles!

Because Zhao Qingzao's voice was loud enough, it attracted the attention of many passers-by in less than a while, and everyone gathered around, taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Qingzao immediately said the benefits of baking cakes and naan, and also let everyone smell the fragrant meat sauce, because Zhao Qingzao's things are really good, and they are also very suitable for eating when they are in a hurry, so many people have bought Zhao Qingzao's things.

In less than a while, the two baskets of things were sold out, Zhao Qingzao estimated that it should have only been less than an hour since the beginning, but she didn't expect the dry food and meat sauce to be sold, it seems that she was right, usually as long as these things are sold, it is enough for her and Xiaocao's daily expenses.

"Xiaocao, let's go home. After Zhao Qingzao put the money bag away, he said to Xiaocao.

Zhao Qingzao took Xiaocao's hand home, but he didn't expect to meet a few catchers from the Yamen halfway, these catchers all knew Zhao Qingzao, and they had eaten the dishes made by Zhao Qingzao, after seeing Zhao Qingzao, these catchers immediately walked over to greet Zhao Qingzao, and said that the newly invited cook of the Yamen was very difficult to eat, and they wanted to eat the dishes made by Zhao Qingzao again.

Seeing a few catchers looking pitiful, Zhao Qingzao was also a little unbearable, not to mention that they also helped themselves drive away Mrs. Zhao and the two wicked women of the Wang family, Zhao Qingzao thought about it, and proposed to go to the yamen to help the catchers make a good meal, a few catchers smiled and nodded in agreement, seeing that they agreed so simply, Zhao Qingzao couldn't help but guess if these guys were pretending to be pitiful just now?

followed a few catchers into the yamen and saw the familiar kitchen, Zhao Qingzao still misses it very much, but she still has to take care of Xiaocao now, so she can't go back to the yamen to do things, at most she can cook a good meal for the people in the yamen when she has time.

"What do you want to eat? I'll do it for you now." Zhao Qingzao looked at the ingredients in the kitchen and asked a few catchers.

"Sister Qingzao, you can do anything, as long as you make it, we will eat anything. A few quick catchers had quite sweet mouths, and immediately said to Zhao Qingzao.

Hearing this, Zhao Qingzao rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't slap my sycophants, then I'll make a few dishes you like to eat." ”