Old Lady Qi usually has a very low sense of zài, but at the critical moment, his decision is crisp enough.

The next morning, Miao Cuifeng boarded the carriage to the capital, which was only ten days after they returned to Qi's house.

Miao Cuihua looked at the carriage in the distance depressedly, it was only a day's work, and she didn't have time to prepare a response plan at all.

"Do you really want to go back to Beijing so much?" Qi Shaogong, who was following her, couldn't help but ask.

"Nonsense."

Is it to go back and open a store, or is it to ...... The "my family flower" in her mouth?

Unconsciously, Miao Cuihua seems to have become accustomed to calling Bai Qian "my family Huahua".

"Of course, there are various reasons." Miao Cuihua was in an unhappy mood, and simply threw Qi Shaogong a pair of white eyes.

Qi Shaogong was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he had accidentally asked something. Then, he smiled and said casually: "Go back, don't give me a post for a happy event." ”

"Why?"

"Save money."

…… This kid's money-hungry Cheng Dù is about to keep up with her family's flowers.

Alas, let's go to the kitchen to figure out how to go back to the capital, and only in the kitchen can I give her a little inspiration.

But before she could get to the kitchen, she was stopped.

Qi Xian grabbed Miao Cuihua and said with a smile: "Cuihua, I know that you are going to send Cuifeng." ”

Miao Cuihua was uncomfortable with her laughter, resisted the urge to rub goosebumps, and laughed dryly: "Cousin, is there something wrong with me?" ”

"I'm asking the maid to pack up the autumn jacket, you can also take a look, if there is a photo, let people do it according to the style."

Sure enough, it was like that again......

She found out that Qi Xian and Qi Shaomin, the two brothers and sisters, were just trying to spoil her, changing her into good jewelry and clothes, brainwashing her into cheap and bad goods, and the poor couple mourned everything, pushing her on the road to the high.

Look, yesterday I took her to be a female celebrity. While teaching her how to match gold and silver jewelry, I'm going to make new clothes for her today.

Leaving the Qi family, naturally these are all gone.

"That, cousin......"

"Let's go. It just so happened that I asked someone to look at the ingredients, and I picked them out to make new clothes for you. ”

"I don't have to ......"

"I have made new clothes, and I have to make a few new pieces of jewelry, otherwise I won't be worthy of the clothes."

"Don't ......"

Forget it, there is money. Be willful.

Qi Xian naturally could see that Miao Cuihua still wanted to return to the capital, and it was precisely because of this that she wanted to take Miao Cuihua to buy new clothes and jewelry.

Let my cousin slowly like here, like Chinese clothes and food, and like a comfortable life, and I won't think about going back to endure hardships.

"Cousin, what do you think of the color of this satin?"

"Cousin, this pattern must be matched with a hairpin inlaid with sapphire to be beautiful."

"Cousin ......"

Miao Cuihua sighed, stretched out her hand and pressed Qi Xian, who was still talking about various patterns and fabrics, and shook her head: "Cousin." I know what you want to do. ”

Qi Xian froze for a moment, and forced a smile: "What? ”

"You, and cousin, you want to spoil me so that I can't get used to life like that after I leave the Qi family, don't you?"

was bluntly told by Miao Cuihua, Qi Xian's face was slightly red.

"Cousin, I know you can't bear me, you want to keep me at home." Miao Cuihua pulled the satin out of Qi Xian's hand and put it down, pushing her to sit on the side. He said with a smile, "But I was not born to live a quiet life, and the days of selling food on the street and bargaining with others like in the past are more suitable for me......"

Qi Xian hurriedly interrupted her: "You are not used to it yet. If you're used to being at home—"

"I'm not going to get used to it." Miao Cuihua shook her head, "These days, as long as I have time, I will go to the big kitchen, and I am always ready to go back to the capital." ”

Go to her emerald flowers and sauerkraut, and continue to sell cakes and rice.

"You...... Alas...... "Qi Xian wants to say something." But he couldn't say anything, so he could only let out a long sigh, "Isn't it good to stay at home, what are you going to do there?" ”

"No way, I just like it there." Miao Cuihua curled the corners of her lips, scratched her chin and thought for a while, nodded vigorously and said, "I just can't live a good life." I love seeing how satisfied my guests are after eating what I make. Kindness...... A sense of accomplishment, that's a sense of accomplishment, you know? ”

Qi Xian looked at Miao Cuihua puzzled: "What is the sense of achievement?" "My cousin always said things she didn't understand.

"To put it simply, you do something that makes you feel competent and satisfied. For example, if you have gone to great lengths to embroider a peerless portrait, and everyone is full of praise, are you very happy and proud? Just like you, every time I make a new pastry, or porridge and rice, and then see the guests happy, I am very happy and proud. ”

Is this a sense of accomplishment? Qi Xian pursed her lips, Cuihua's sense of accomplishment was too strange.

Alas, her skill in boiling chicken soup for the soul is not at home. Miao Cuihua sighed, turned her head to look at the sun outside, and saw that it was still early, so she smiled and took Qi Xian's hand and said, "Let's go, cousin, follow me to a place." ”

"Where to go?"

"You'll know when you get there."

In fact, before he could get to the place, Qi Xian would know. Because, at the end of this road, there is only one place.

"What are you doing in the big kitchen?" She frowned, for she suddenly remembered that Cuihua often came to the big kitchen.

"Let me give you a taste of my craft." Miao Cuihua smiled proudly, "I'm happy to see guests eat what I make, and I'm even happier to see people I like eat what I make." ”

For the arrival of Miao Cuihua, the people in the big kitchen have become accustomed to it, and they went to their own places after saying hello at will.

Tugged the skirt into the waist, rolled up the sleeves and rolled up to the elbows, Miao Cuihua moved her arms and smiled at Qi Xian.

Qi Xian didn't know whether to stop it, or let Miao Cuihua mess around. The dignified daughter, even if she ran into the kitchen to cook, she still rolled up her sleeves with her skirt like this, this, what kind of system is this.

But she couldn't say anything, because she found that Miao Cuihua at this time had a different smile on her face than usual.

Although my cousin usually loves to laugh, that smile is not as relaxed as it is now.

The meat bun is to be stewed, and the mutton fat cake is afraid that it will be too greasy for Qi Xian to eat, Miao Cuihua thought about it, and decided to make pancakes. It's a pity that there is no special pan here, so I can only take a larger pan to barely make up the number.

First, she fried a few thin pieces of dough with the noodles, and then she began to start the pancakes.

Making pancakes with a pan and spatula is a challenging task, but fortunately she has a lot of experience, so she didn't make a joke about the old horse's hooves in front of Qi Xian.

Spread out the cake with your hands and feet, mix the eggs, wait until it is out of the pan, put the fried crispy dough cake on it, spread the sauce and roll it up.

"Cousin, taste."

Qi Xian hesitated and took it in his hand, this cake has a hot aroma, the green onion fragrance is not choking, and the egg fragrance has no fishy smell, it is indeed very attractive.

Seeing Qi Xian's appearance of wanting to eat and being embarrassed to eat, Miao Cuihua shrugged her shoulders, this is the trouble of everyone's ladies, if she wants to eat, she will throw off her arms and eat, where is the need to pay attention to the image of the hell.

Forget it, everyone has his own way of living. It's better for her to say hello to the sister-in-law of the Liu family first. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thanks to Chick and Miss Ford for the pink ticket~