Chapter Twenty-Three: The Bean Yellow Cake, the Stuffy Stick, and the Woman
CHAPTER XXIII
Early in the morning, ugly at the end of the year.
Zhen Niang was woken up by the sudden sound of her mother's mother. When I opened my eyes, the oil lamp was on, and my mother was rummaging through the cabinets in the house.
"Mother, what are you doing early in the morning?" Zhenniang yawned and asked, it was really last night's dream full of Aunt Jinhua's whimpering, the whole person was half asleep and half awake, this sleep was not real, and she was very tired at this time.
"Bring something for your father, it's going to be hot this day, and there are two sets of summer shirts at home for your father." Zhao said as he spoke, and he didn't stop what he was doing.
"Who is going to Suzhou?" Zhen Niang asked curiously, and when she smelled the fragrance of bean yellow cake, her stomach immediately growled.
I couldn't help but look out, the oil lamp in the kitchen was also on, and Du Shi was busy working on the stove.
This bean yellow cake is made of oil and noodles, breaded with bean yellow and dried plum vegetables, and then scalded with oil, this Huizhou people go out, this bean yellow cake is mostly dry food, this kind of weather, can eat for half a month.
It's just that who's going to go far away?
"Mother, do you make bean yellow cake at home?" Brother Xi on the top bunk opened his eyes that were still full of, and swallowed his saliva.
"Your eldest brother and Aunt Jinhua are going to Suzhou in a while, let them bring their things." Zhao said, and then glared at Brother Xi'er: "I know how to eat, sleep on you, and I'll leave it for you for a while." β
Brother Xi just lay down with a sigh, just smelling the fragrance of bean yellow cake, where can he still sleep, and he tossed and baked cakes on the bunk first. provoked Zhao to scold again, and then calmed down.
Zhenniang listened to Zhao's words, and then realized that it was the eldest brother and the main brother who were going to accompany Aunt Jinhua to Suzhou to seek justice from Aunt Jinhua.
I don't know how Zuihou will solve it, but I won't know until the eldest brother and they come back from Suzhou.
Zhenniang couldn't sleep at this time, she got up, the coal stove in the kitchen was burning, and the copper kettle on one side was filled with hot water, Zhenniang washed up, and heard the coughing sound and grandma's nagging sound in the grandfather's house, knowing that the grandparents had woken up, and the old man woke up early, so he brought a basin of hot water into the grandparents' house.
Wait for grandparents to wash up.
"Zhenniang, I heard your grandmother say, you don't want to go to the ink shop, you want to get some homemade ink at home?" Old Shopkeeper Li wiped his face and asked.
"Well, I want to make my own ink." Zhenniang nodded.
"That's fine, I've asked your grandmother to tidy up the ink molds, carved plates, and other ink-making tools that I used to use when making ink by myself, so as to empty the next room, and you can still make cigarettes in the wood shed, and the next room will be used as an ink-making workshop." Li Jin Waterway.
Zhen Niang's decision is actually in line with his mind, during this time, he chatted with Zhen Niang, more and more feel that Zhen Niang is very talented in ink making, such as the ink formula he left before, Zhen Niang actually extended several formulas from there, although some are not mature, but there are a few ink recipes that are worth a try.
It's an irresistible temptation for a man who has made ink all his life.
Li Jinshui really wanted to see the ink made of these formulas made in Zhen Niang's hands, and what made him even more interested was Zhen Niang's ink-making talent, and he wanted to pass on his own ink-making itself to Zhen Niang.
There is a successor, and this is the wish of every mechanic zuihou.
Of course, this is also what Zhen Niang thinks, Li Mo is famous, but in his previous life, because of Li Mo's demise, later, Li Mo has no real product, every time he thinks of it, in his previous life, his grandfather sighs deeply.
"Grandpa Xiexie, by the way, in this case, it won't affect Grandpa's promise." Zhenniang couldn't help asking.
"It's you who make ink, not grandpa, what's the matter, it's the same as this cigarette now." Li Jinshui was indifferent, he still knew such a little flexibility.
"Understood, everyone is in agreement." Zhen Niang smiled and said, just like now, everyone thinks that the bituminous coal they made a few days ago was made by their grandfather, and in their own name, no one can say anything, besides, now because of the bituminous coal formula, their relationship with the sect has eased a lot, and they don't care about this.
Grandpa just swore that he wouldn't touch ink, and it didn't mean that he couldn't bring a disciple, so even if the ink was made by grandpa, as long as it was in his own name, everyone would only know it, not to mention, this ink-making person was really himself, so naturally there was no problem.
Then Zhen Niang went to the next room and sorted out the ink molds, carved plates, drying boards, pestles, mortars, and ink tables one by one.
I was quite excited.
After breakfast, the two brothers Li Zhengshen and Li Zhengyan from the ninth room arrived, and they met with Li Zhengliang and Aunt Jinhua, and everyone went to Suzhou together, and the second uncle and Li Jingfu from the sixth room in Suzhou responded.
So, the Li family set off with high spirits.
Zhen Niang also went out, she was going to buy materials for boiling glue.
"Zhenniang, Zhenniang." As soon as she came out of the city gate not far away, she heard Sun Yuejuan's low and scream, Sun Yuejuan used to come to her twice in three days, but since Sun Yuejuan's mother's proposal was rejected last time, Sun Yuejuan has never come again.
Now the relationship between the two families is not awkward or embarrassing
"Yuejuan, what are you doing here?" Zhen Niang saw her sneakily hiding in the corner of the house, so she asked strangely.
"Shhhh......h
Zhen Niang was curious, and also leaned over to look, but saw Sun Yuejuan's eldest brother Sun Baiyi standing at the door of a house talking to the people in the door, obviously a woman in the door, poking out half of her face, and her appearance was quite beautiful.
"That's your future sister-in-law?" Zhenniang asked with a smile.
"Bah, what a future sister-in-law, she is a shameless woman, a half-hidden door." Sun Yuejuan blushed and said angrily.
The half-closed door is actually a secret prostitute.
It turned out that this was the case, Zhen Niang understood, it must be Sun Yuejuan's mother who asked her to keep an eye on her.
At this time, Sun Baiyi had already left from the other end of the alley.
"I'm leaving, my mother is still waiting for me, I'll go play with you later." Sun Yuejuan said anxiously.
βhaodeγβ Zhen Niang nodded and watched Sun Yuejuan leave with a smoke.
The affairs of the Sun family, Zhen Niang naturally didn't need to worry about it, so she went to the medicine hall and bought some spices, as well as Qin bark, horsetail grass, angelica, etc., which can be used to make medicinal ink.
In addition, there is a kind of medicinal ink, Zhen Niang also wants to make, that is, the eight treasures and five galls medicine ink, Cixi fled west to suffer from back sores, is to use this ink to make haode, and this eight treasures and five galls medicine ink is known as one of the three great medicines in China.
It's a pity that the materials of this medicinal ink are too valuable, and Zhenniang doesn't have the money now, so she has to take her time.
Then Zhen Niang went to Sibao Street, bought cow glue for ink making, and was about to go home, when she just passed the corner, she heard the sound of "ouch" and "boom" behind her.
Zhen Niang looked back, but saw that Luo Wenqian, the young master of the Luo family, was holding his head, rubbing the back of his head, but turned his head to a middle-aged woman who was holding a wooden stick behind him and said angrily: "You woman, why are you beating people indiscriminately?" β
The woman was about forty years old, with some patches, and a sickly pale face.
"You thief, secretly follow other girls, uneasy and kind." The woman was a little timid, but she held on to herself.
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