Qinghe's small noodle restaurant has reopened for a few days, because he went to Fu's house to make a feast before, and many guests were very generous after they went back, Qinghe's business became more and more prosperous, and he was smiling from ear to ear every day, and counting the money at night.

She got up early in the morning, this point Erbai was still sleepy-eyed and pulled Qinghe's clothes and refused to let go, Qinghe patted her back like coaxing a child, "Erbai, let me get up, I'll make you something to eat." ”

When she heard the delicious food, she let go of her hand and muttered a few words with her eyes in her eyes.

"I want to eat."

Qinghe didn't have anything to eat, so he wrote a note and left, probably meaning that the two of them got up in the morning and went to the store for breakfast. The time is a little rushed, and she is afraid that it will be too late.

She dismantled the door panel of the noodle shop, then peeled the taro she bought, cut it into pieces, steamed it in a pot, went to the hall to wipe the table, and then went back to the kitchen.

What she was going to do today was something that could be used as both a sweet tooth and a main meal. She crushes the steamed taro paste into a puree, mixes it with cooked lard and sugar, and steam it in the pot, so that the lard can make the taro paste taste smooth and not dry. Stir the sugar oil stir-fried in lard in the cooked glutinous rice, stir well, and then steam it in the pot.

When the matter at hand was done, there was movement outside the door, and it turned out to be Qingyang and Erbai coming.

"Come on, come on, come and taste."

"Hey, sister, you're cooking eight treasure rice again, aren't you?" Qingyang's nose moved, and he immediately smelled it, screamed, and squatted by the steamer when he found the spoon. Erbai has never eaten it, but she holds on to one thing: everything Qingqing makes is delicious! So she also stood by and waited to eat.

After the flavor of the lard and sugar had fully melted into the rice, Qing He spooned a large piece with a spoon and put it in the bowl of the two.

Erbai was in a hurry to eat, swallowed a mouthful at once, and screamed at the burning of his mouth.

"You, you, no one robbed you of food, what are you anxious about."

"Sister, it's so fragrant and soft, it's delicious!"

"Well, I don't have time today, otherwise I should grind the peanuts, put them in and stir them together, and eat them to keep them fragrant." Qing He smiled smugly and extinguished the fire.

It didn't take long for the guests to start coming one after another, Qingyang was entertaining at the front desk, and Erbai was still running errands to deliver food. Around noon, it was suddenly replaced by Qingyang who came in.

"If you have something to say, why do you want to say it and stop?"

"Sister, the person who used to come to us to make trouble is here again." Qingyang's little face was full of worry.

Qing He frowned, "Those bandits? ”

Qingyang waved his hand again and again, "No, it's the one last time, I forgot my name, and I was threatened by you with a knife." ”

There were many hooligans who had been threatened by Qing He with a knife, and she didn't remember it, she was about to look for a kitchen knife but was stopped.

"Sister, he's here to eat this time, don't take a knife, be careful of getting hurt again like last time."

When Qing He heard this, he didn't believe it, "There must still be some kind of moth, you go out first, and I'll take the things out." She first filled the taro paste in a bowl, and then buckled the eight treasure rice in it, pressed it and poured it out to be a soft and round shape, and sprinkled a little chopped red dates on top, the purple of the taro paste, the translucent white of the glutinous rice and the red color of the red dates, which are particularly beautiful.

I don't believe it, what else can she find out with what she made with her own hands!

As soon as she opened the curtain, she saw a familiar face.

This man...... Isn't it the man who called himself Second Master Li at the beginning? On the night he came to make trouble and was driven away, Erbai came to her house. How can you not remember this face.

"Yo, the proprietress herself is here to see what you did today." Li Er looked at the brightly colored things on the table, a burst of sweet fragrance came to his nose, and he fiddled with the spoon curiously, "What is this?" ”

"This is eight-treasure rice, can you try it?" Li Er tasted it, the soft taste, the slightly sweet and moist taste, and the aroma of sesame seeds made him can't help but eat a few more bites.

"Are you still satisfied?" Qinghe watched him finish a few bites before asking, Li Er nodded, it tasted good, "Boss lady, don't be polite, you can do your own thing, you don't have to look at me, I won't make trouble." ”

After speaking, as if he had thought of something very interesting, he glanced around. I found that the people who were originally eating had stopped, looked at him, and saw Li Er looking at them eating one after another.

"Yes, I'm afraid that the hospitality will not be good, the second master, you start a fire, my small shop can't bear it."

"Then you feel free." So he ate as if no one was around, he ate very slowly, very slowly, very small bites of food, while eating, he raised his glasses to look at Qinghe, but he didn't speak, Qinghe thought about what he was going to do, but at this time there were more and more guests, all waiting, so Qinghe could only enter the kitchen again, and before leaving, he deliberately stared at Erbai and Qingyang to don't let him make trouble.

By the time the guests were almost gone, Qing He had finished his work and came out, and the second master Li had already left.

"People are gone? Didn't make trouble? Qing He asked while wiping his hands.

"Nope."

"You follow Erbai to close the door, I'm going to Chen Lao, I'll go first, you have to be careful on the way back." Qinghe is closing his door earlier and earlier, and after the business is good, he doesn't need to open the door so early and close it so late, and he still has time to go to Chen Lao to help and learn some skills.

Qinghe now has to go to Chen Lao every three or five days.

"Your store is open again, how is the business?" Chen Lao sat there, brewed a pot of tea and tasted it slowly. Looking at Qinghe who was busy in the yard, he looked a little regretful.

Qing He didn't look back, and replied casually, "It's okay, it's better than years ago." ”

Since the feast of the Fu family, those guests have not hesitated to praise, as soon as there is a feast at home or a friend's house, they immediately ask Qinghe to help, and there are many guests from North Street East Street and West Street in the small restaurant, and the business is booming, which is great.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank Mr. Chen, if you didn't recommend me to pay the adult's house, the business would not only not be able to return to the past, but it might be even worse."

"Young girl, let me ask you a question." Old Chen put down the teapot in his hand.

"Uh-huh."

"You came to Kaiyang City, have you ever had a grudge against anyone?"

Bang dang.

Qing He was cutting meat just now, and he was so shaken that he almost cut off a piece of the meat in his hand, but fortunately his hand was loosened quickly, but the knife also fell off, making a loud noise.

"What's wrong, Old Chen?" Qing He rubbed his hands and turned to look at Chen Lao.

But seeing that he looked a little worried, "Why don't you open a store recently, come to me to help, I'm not sure, I always feel that something will happen." ”

Qing He smiled: "You think too much, what can I do as a little ordinary person." ”

Chen Lao touched the cup with a somewhat complicated expression, and made up his mind to find out what Kang Hai was talking about.

As soon as he got home in the evening, Qingyang handed over an invitation.

"What is this?" Qinghe opened the red invitation, which read, "Prefect Zhang Hai invites Xu's Qinghe to come over to take charge of the kitchen", and she was shocked.

Magistrate?

"Qingqing, don't you go, okay?" Erbai grabbed the corner of the table tightly with one hand, his fingertips turned white, and the other hand grabbed the collar of his clothes, frowning.

"I can't help but go," Qinghe didn't want to go at all, as long as she thought of the person in the prefect's house, she felt a feeling of nausea all over her body. She put the invitation on the table and sat down, reached out and touched the faint scar on the left side of her face, "Zhang Hai is a prefect who is in charge of our entire Kaiyang City, if we don't go, it will be difficult for us to get mixed up here in the future." ”

"Even I don't want to go."

After a night of fear, Qinghe couldn't sleep well, so he got up and went to Zhang's mansion as soon as it was dawn.

In the prefect's house, it is not as good as in the Fu family, and the Fu family got Chen Lao's explanation, and he was originally a good family, not planning to embarrass people. But the prefect only gave her a cook, and asked her to make three tables, saying that she wanted to invite the concubine, eldest son, and youngest son of the whole family to eat, and send them to their house, otherwise it would not be enough.

She did it alone, so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground, so she didn't stop, and finally waited until noon, and finally boiled the soup in the pot, and she could rest for a while, and suddenly there was a sound of clapping at the door.

"It's so fragrant, Li Er, are you hungry?" A slightly feminine male voice is getting closer and closer, and the speech is a bit yin and yang, and the listener is so uncomfortable.

Qing He frowned, and his hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.

She knew that she would meet this person when she came here, Zhang Peng, the second son of Zhang Hai's family, the second son who was not angry, and Liu Adou, who couldn't be supported, was in stark contrast to his brother who was a talent.

She loosened her fist, turned around with a smile on her face, and had to speak in a respectful voice, "Good afternoon, second son." ”

"Why are you here?" Zhang Peng's face was puzzled, and he was still pretending to be elegant and holding a fan in his hand, and he didn't look at the fact that it was a cold day, and it was meaningless to take that fan.

"Master Zhang sent me an invitation card to come." Qing He had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes. She stared at Li Er behind Zhang Peng, her eyes sharp.

Oh, the lackeys are following you, it's clear that you're planning it, and you're still pretending not to know?

Qing He remained silent, watching the other party jump up and down like a clown jumping off the beam.

"Hey, what about the people who used to cook? Why should you do it. Zhang Peng took the fan and pointed at Qinghe, "Xu Qinghe, look at me and talk!" I'm here, where do you look? He had that sinister smile on his face.

"Yes, second son, this is the original cook in front of you, and the adult asked her to be my helper."

"In this way, my son is hungry, this woman will go to my house to make something to eat, and you can do it slowly."

The cook's face was embarrassed when she heard this, but she couldn't resist Zhang Peng, and when she left, she looked back, her eyes full of sympathy.

Qing He looked at the various things on the table on the ground and in the pot, slapped the stove hard, and his hand was slapped with severe pain, but he couldn't resist the hatred in his heart!

Zhang Peng!

She touched her face, the scar on it as if to remind her of what had happened, and a few fragments flashed before her eyes, even though years had passed, they were still vivid.

She endured it, and endured it.

So he stooped down and picked up the half-peeled potatoes from the cook on the ground, and continued to peel them.

She was so tired and sore that she was alone, but because she did it alone, the speed was extremely slow, and she was constantly being urged, so she couldn't help but be a little in a hurry, and finally waited until the moonlit treetops before she cleaned up the kitchen and prepared to go to Zhang Hai to get money.

This money has to be taken! It's all hard-earned money.

But she had only been gone for a short time before she got lost. After all, she had come here twice a few years, and now that a few years have passed, she has deliberately forgotten that she has long forgotten how to go this way. She walked around the garden, not knowing how to get out until her legs were sore, and she saw a girl.

"Girl, girl, can I ask you where Master Zhang is?" As soon as she finished asking, the maid looked wary.

"What are you looking for?"

"I'm the cook who came today, and when I'm done, I have to get paid."

The maid glanced at Qinghe a few times, saw that she didn't look like a bad person, and pointed her out, "You go out along this road, turn right when you have a house, and then go straight again." ”

Qinghe is extremely grateful, and thinks that there are still a few well-wishers in this family. But the more she walked, the more she felt that something was wrong, how did she feel like she was coming from the right way?

When she walked to the gate, she realized that she had been tricked.

She pinched her thigh, and told her that there was no good person in her Zhang family, and she wouldn't come back in the future, just take the money or something as a lesson, she went out and went home directly, hoping that Qingyang and Erbai wouldn't worry too much.

Walking on the road, she met Erbai, and when she saw Qing He's eyes lit up, her face was full of worry and grabbed her from head to toe, she pushed away Qing He's hair on her forehead because of sweat, and she was very distressed.

"Qingqing, let's go back quickly, that little guy in Qingyang is also worried to death, and he can't sit still at home, I asked a lot of people to find here." Erbai grabbed Qinghe's hand, looked back and took a deep look at the word "Zhangfu" hanging on the mansion, as if it was going to be deep in his heart, and he smiled when he turned his head.

"Let's go, let's go home."

Erbai took Qinghe's hand home, and when he got home, Qingyang was a little stunned when he saw the two of them.

"Sister, you?" Looking down along Qingyang's line of sight, he found that the two of them had unconsciously changed from holding hands to holding hands with ten fingers, and Qinghe quickly separated like a thief.

Qinghe stepped forward and took Qingyang away and touched his head, "Yangyang is good, it's not good for my sister today, I worried you when I came back so late, and I won't be able to do it in the future." ”

Qingyang buried his head in his sister's arms, and suddenly choked up, "Sister, I feel uncomfortable as soon as you go to their house, last time you went, the result was ...... Whining...... Sister, don't you go in the future, okay......"

"Okay, sister won't go in the future." After Qinghe coaxed Qingyang to fall asleep at night, he tossed and turned in bed and fell asleep for a while, but he was woken up from the bed in the middle of the night.