The first snow of the winter new year stopped and lasted for a few days, and the quiet cold night covered the ground one after another, and the moonlight was a little more cold. In the courtyards of the dignitaries in the capital, there was a thick layer of snow on the top of the undulating glaze, as if the whole world had turned into a plain white world.

I nestled on the small couch and looked at the recipes and colorful snacks and pastries I got back from Rong Hua, and I really felt that the person who wrote this book was simply a genius, and a small book actually wrote nearly a thousand kinds of dim sum, from the royal court banquet to the common people's homely snacks, I couldn't help but wonder if this kind of superb strategy was stolen by Rong Hua from the palace.

A few days ago, I began to have a relationship with Mu Yantang, and when I was telling a story, I was really popular in Beijing with the matching refreshments, and according to a few famous storytellers in Mu Yantang, I made several specific refreshments, although it was said to be specific, in fact, it was to knead and cut a qiē and then rematch it.

Although the method is very simple, the price on sale is three or four times more expensive than that of Feiyun Pavilion, although the price is expensive, but the vanity of the rich in the capital is driven by the more expensive it is, the better it sells. Wang Ying and I discussed opening a small counter in the small room of the Muyantang annex to sell several special pastries, and the money we got was **** shared.

Wang Ying asked me why, and I explained to him while sorting out the tea saucers: "Ordinary people can't afford to buy things from Muyantang, and if there is no soft sedan chair, it will take an hour to walk from this prosperous place in the city to my place, so if you want to come to my shop to buy things, you must really like my dim sum, and it is nothing to give it to him." ”

Wang Ying touched her mustache and sighed again and again: "The fourth girl is so smart. ”

In fact, I just don't want to cut off my usual business, once from the Muyantang home passing by an annex for sale, I saw that although the area inside is not large, the pattern is reasonable, the style is also simple and elegant, and so I asked the price in the sedan chair, and I dispelled this very unrealistic idea. I had to sell pastries for several years, and I had to attach them to the Muyantang storytelling story until I was out of breath, so I bought this small yard.

"Well, that Mingmo, go put a fire on the stove."

I filled in the name of the child left behind by the uncle who broke into my house at night and changed it to Mingmo. Mingzhi, Mingmo, Mingtai, easy to remember and won't be troublesome, if you get away from the capital one day, you can also look at the name I gave him and throw it to Shen Congxuan, and see how Mingtai eats and wears it, it should also be good.

"Mingzhi, let's see if the good son of the aunt next door has come back, by the way, call Mingmo to come to my room to help."

"Okay, I'll go."

I thought about it, it costs some silver to have a good New Year in Beijing, although Shen Dashao gives a lot of money, but I think I should always keep some self-defense when I can have money, and all the income will take out part of the money to buy spices, buy clothes, and miscellaneous uses.

Black Dandan, who hadn't come home from night class yet, was tricked by me first.

"Fourth sister, my brother came to me when I ran out of ink......"

After looking at the big battle of white paper in my room, he glanced at me with ink on his face, and Ling Ran took a step back, "That...... Fourth sister, my mother has something to do with me, so I'll leave first. ”

I grabbed his side-spanning small schoolbag and smiled evilly, "Brother Dandan, come and help, you have no conscience, I don't want to think about how I take care of you with your fourth sister." ”

Brother Dandan pulled back his bookbag and yelled at me, "I've said it many times, don't call me by that name!" ”

This point, he should discuss this with his brother who has lost ink.

Now I finally want to be grateful to the sons and uncles who sent them to my side, compared with Mingmo Mingzhi and them, my handwriting is extremely ugly, sighing that the good education of the people in Beijing since childhood, I remember that when I was a child, I did not learn to write well, and I still have to regret him. With my looks, figure, and working skills, I can't even be a maid in a big family.

Mingzhi lay on the ground and asked me, "Girl, what are we doing with so many books?" ”

"Secret." I laughed so hard that my shoulders twitched, I wrote a few short stories into short stories, and prepared to take them to the door of Muyantang to be a small mobile vendor, and I had a name, just "Chu Ge's out-of-print novel".

Except for a few people in Muyantang who have seen me, the public outside only knows that my name is Chu Ge, my gender is female, my appearance is unknown, and the crazy ones who have been rumored to be crazy also have a leg with a romantic brother who has been in Yingge Courtyard for a long time.

I opened my hard-pressed wardrobe, took out the white robe I had ordered in Sister Feng's shop a few days ago, and made up my mind, I was going to show up tomorrow.

On this day, I rarely got up early, with a tight middle coat inside, a white robe loosely covered outside, my hair tied, a jade belt, and a mirror photo, my face was like a crown of jade, what a beautiful young man.

Mingzhi helped me brown my bare skin and thickened my eyebrows with a small charcoal pen. I lowered my voice slightly, and I wanted to put on a fake beard and pretend to be a strange uncle, or a bit of a itinerant vendor, but the beard was under my nose, which made me always sneeze, so I had to give up. He walked like a savage on the mountain again, and even Mingmo praised me for saying that there was no shame in his demeanor.

I was very satisfied, and stepped on the big wine vat to climb to the earthen wall of Black Dandan's house, and Dandan's brother was about to go out, when he suddenly found a mouse head on the wall of his house.

He glanced at me and joked: "You don't have the posture of a woman, you are actually a man in essence, and you just return to your original nature first." ”

It made me so angry that I almost fell off the wall.

The first action was tense and exciting, Mingzhi and I pushed the borrowed vegetable cart and raised our feet to prepare to walk towards the business district, and remembered that Mingzhi was a person from Muyantang and could not appear at the door of Muyantang, so I spent four yuan plus a string of sugar gourds to hire Aunt Wang's two little grandsons.

Standing opposite Mu Yantang, I stopped the car and put the book out, I cleared my throat, "The last time the Chu girl in the opposite Mu Yantang talked about the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, she asked for leave to rest for a few days, at the end of the thousand autumn months, the beauty parting is not as good as these dead wood in my hands in spring, love in the old city, the out-of-print novels on the long street of Xinlan, these are out-of-print treasures in the hands of Miss Chu!" Beijing Ruixue is going to listen to the story, all the adults who have passed by, don't miss it! ”

When Aunt Wang's little grandchildren heard this, they began to learn my tone after eating the sugar gourd.

Miss Chu has been on strike for several days, although the story is well told, but the price given by Mu Yantang is really expensive and scary, and I don't know if these books are the original version of Chu Ge, but they are cheap.

At first, there were no people, and then some strange women came, and business gradually improved, but after all, these small books are manual, and the number of copies is very small, and in the end, there are some girls who shyly pull the young master and my sleeve and quietly ask, "Childe, do you still have a copy left?" ”

I winked at the girl and snickered, "The girl is so beautiful, why don't you come back tomorrow?" ”

The pretty little girls blushed slightly and hid their faces with a sneer.

I checked the silver in my pocket, and the waves in my heart bloomed straight ahead.