The water was poured into the pot by Song Chengwen under the command of Song Caiwei, and a bucket of water filled the cauldron at once, and then Song Caiwei ordered Song Cailian to burn the pot as well.

After that, she poured some salt into the pot, and Song Caiwei covered the pot.

Half an hour later, the wet pot stove had been roasted dry, and there was no longer moisture, and the yellow sand in the pot was almost baked, and the star anise, cinnamon, cumin, peppercorns, and cloves in the other pot were also cooked.

Then Song Caiwei picked up a colander and took out the phaseless material in the pot to dry, and when she saved more, she could use it again, which could save costs, after all, these spices are still very expensive.

After finishing these, Su Shi also made lunch.

"Dad, why don't you ask me, why do you do this?"

In the gap between eating, Song Caiwei finally found Song Qingxiang alone and asked.

"What's there to ask about this? I don't care about you with your mother, aren't you happy anymore? ”

Looking at his four girls with Bao Bao on his head, he looked up at himself with apricot eyes and asked cautiously.

Song Qingxiang felt funny, stretched out his big hand and touched Song Caiwei's head, and then smiled innocently, his words were full of fatherly love.

"Uh...... No, it's just that you and my mother don't think it...... I didn't think about where I got these things, oh no, I mean why you and my mother didn't have any doubts about what I did? ”

Hearing Song Qingxiang's words, Song Caiwei was even more entangled in her heart, frowning for a long time, and finally sorting out what she said.

"Hehe, why should you have doubts, haha, forget it, I won't tease you."

Looking at his daughter's tangled little face, for some reason, Song Qingxiang just felt happy, but Song Qingxiang didn't want to provoke Song Caiwei, so he laughed twice. explained to Song Caiwei.

"To be honest, at first, I was quite awkward with your mother, thinking that you were possessed by something unclean. So after I came back, I took the time to go to the Niangniang Temple in Yunwu Mountain, and found the Niangniang in the temple to calculate the eight characters for you, and the Niangniang said that you are a rich and noble life, and you are naturally smart. And let me and your mother not stop you from doing anything. ”

"So you and my mother watched me do these things without even asking."

Yunwu Mountain is in the north of 100,000 mountains, there is the most famous Taoist temple in the north in the mountain, the name is Niangniang Temple, Niangniang Temple is full of incense, there are many believers, it is not far from Shangliu Village, and it is enough to go back and forth in time for a day.

The ancients were superstitious about ghosts and gods, of course, Su and Song Qingxiang were naturally not exempt from vulgarity, so they believed what the goddess said, not to mention the prestigious Niangniang Temple.

But. Hearing this, Song Caiwei, a modern person who has never believed in ghosts and gods, was a little interested, thinking that she must visit this Niangniang Temple when she has time in the future.

Having said that, Song Qingxiang picked up his words before Song Caiwei could finish explaining.

Seeing that her father nodded after listening to her words, Song Caiwei was relieved.

No one cares about it in the future, and she is happy.

After thanking the goddess in the Niangniang Temple a thousand and eight times in his heart, Shi Shiran entered the house and followed Su Shi to continue to 'practice' embroidery.

Zhang Zhi's arrangement of things is quite neat. So not long after Song Caiwei entered the house, the little guy sent by Zhang Zhi to deliver sunflower seeds and shelled peanuts came in a carriage.

Sure enough, for what Song Caiwei did, Song Qingxiang and Su Shi kept silent. Just helped to bring the sunflower seeds and peanuts to the stove.

"Zhang Liu, let's go inside and drink some water."

It is Zhang Zhigu's long-term worker who came to deliver the goods, the kind that signed the death deed, this person is called Zhang Liu, he is very strong, and he is also a good worker. Sure enough, Zhang Zhi's eyes on people are very sophisticated.

Song Caiwei thought in her heart, while calling Zhang Liulai to come into the house to drink some water, after all, in the future, all the goods of her own family will depend on Zhang Liu, and it is also necessary to have a good relationship with him in Song Caiwei's business experience.

"No need, Miss Song Si, I still have goods to deliver when I go back, I don't dare to delay any longer."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Zhang Liu showed two rows of big white teeth and waved his hand in a humble reply, probably because he was used to being a subordinate, and he was very respectful to Song Caiwei.

"Okay, I won't stop you, this purse will buy you some tea to drink."

Zhang Liu is honest and simple, and he doesn't talk much, Song Caiwei likes it very much, and when she saw Zhang Liu's refusal, Song Caiwei didn't keep him, and stuffed a purse into Zhang Liu's hand.

"This, this won't work, this will break the rules, I ......"

"Okay, this is for you, I'll talk to your boss when I get back."

Seeing Zhang Liu's resignation, Song Caiwei made a stiff face and said. At the same time, I also feel both sad and gratifying for Zhang Liu's honesty and honesty to this point.

Such people are rare, if it weren't for Zhang Liu being Zhang Zhi's person, it is estimated that with Song Caiwei's temperament, Zhang Liu would definitely be bought.

After listening to Song Caiwei's words, Zhang Liu finally put down his purse, and then drove away with a thousand thanks.

And Song Caiwei returned to the courtyard and began to command Song Cailian and Song Chengwen to get busy.

However, although there are not many people who want to fry sunflower seeds, everyone in the Song family is gathered around the stove, staring at the stove with their eyes, for fear that they have missed something.

Especially the greedy Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu, their little eyes don't even blink.

Seeing this, Song Caiwei had no choice but to shake her head helplessly and continue the work in her hands, but most of them were directing Song Chengwen.

As for Song Chengwen, he was being commanded by his sister like a cow, but he had no complaints.

Because the sand burned in the morning still has residual temperature, the sand in the pot will soon be hot.

At this time, Song Caiwei asked Song Qingxiang to slowly pour a part of the sunflower seeds into the pot, and then instructed Song Chengwen to turn it back and forth with a big shovel, while he waited for the sunflower seeds to be stir-fried again, and then scooped up the remaining soup in another pot and poured it into the pot.

This process should be slower, because if you pour more soup, it will be difficult to fry.

So Song Caiwei poured it very carefully, not daring to get distracted at all, for fear of ruining a pot of sunflower seeds.

It's not that I care about those sunflower seeds, but I care that it takes a little more effort to do it again.

Finally, after slowly reaching two scoops, Song Caiwei felt that it was almost, and then waited for the sunflower seeds in the pot to be fried dry, and Song Caiwei asked Song Caiwei to stop the fire.

After waiting for another hour, Song Caiwei picked up a colander and sifted the sunflower seeds out of the sand and poured them into the basket that had been prepared long ago.

"It's delicious, it's delicious."

I waited another quarter of an hour for the sunflower seeds to be cold.

The first person to eat crabs was Song Cailian, after swallowing a melon seed, her hand grabbed it into the basket again, ate it in her mouth, and nodded in appreciation. (To be continued.) )