The food and accommodation here are very poor, he just wants to sneak out and sneak back to Nancang County, anyway, there are few times when his father goes out, he only needs to hide in Su Duchun's house for a few days, and the old ancestor will think of getting him back, and when the time comes, who cares where he came back from.

But when he saw Gu Qingzhu, he didn't want to leave, he suddenly missed the winter bamboo shoots and rice she made last time, thick oil red sauce, clear porridge and light soup, although the taste is different, but they complement each other, which is very much in line with his preferences.

"Big fish and big meat, I'm afraid you're tired of eating crooked, so it's better to make you a bowl of noodles." Gu Qingzhu glanced at the man in front of her who was older than her.

The face is as white as jade, the skin is better than snow, and it is a few more beautiful than ordinary women, such a person has to be particularly pitied, not only born in a family of brocade clothes and jade food, but also handsome and elegant, the family must be extremely favored, so that the temperament is arrogant and domineering, willful and arbitrary, fortunately, the heart is not bad.

"Okay, I ate the food from the restaurant here at noon today, it was salty and spicy, and I still feel uncomfortable." Mu Jincheng held his stomach and sat on the chair with a big grin.

"You go out and wait, I'll call you when I'm ready." Gu Qingzhu didn't want to be stared at by him, so he made a sultry speech.

Xu was stimulated by Liang Mancang's strength, he was like a child who protected himself as a doll, "You just have to be busy with you, I'm here, don't speak." ”

Gu Qingzhu turned his face sideways and rolled his eyes, if he didn't leave, she couldn't force him to go with a knife, so she had to follow him.

I scooped half a spoonful of flour in a clay pot, mixed it with water to form a dough, and kneaded it vigorously until it was no longer stained on my hands or in the basin, and then put the fist-sized dough on the table, found a rolling pin, and rolled it little by little, from small to large, and soon spread it into a very thin dough.

Wrapping the dough around the rolling pin, stacking it back and forth layer by layer, looking from Mu Jincheng's side, it was like piling up layers of water waves on the table.

Take a quick knife and cut the dough into half-finger-width noodles, then shake them apart and sprinkle a little flour to prevent them from sticking to each other.

Put water in the pot, put a little salt, and burn it on a hot fire, Gu Qingzhu waited for the water and began to prepare side dishes.

She was going to sell tea today to see the green pine, and specially brought him a can of his favorite sour bamboo shoots, at this time, in order to cook, he had to take three or four pieces from it, and the sour bamboo shoots were broken in half when pickled, so three or four pieces of sour bamboo shoots were shredded with a knife, which was enough to fry a dish of sour and appetizing side dishes with noodles.

Choose a piece of fresh and tender pork loin, shred along the texture of the meat, take a small piece of fat, cut into cubes and boil oil, stir-fry the green onion and ginger, fry the shredded tenderloin and change color, continue to stir-fry the shredded bamboo shoots, sprinkle in a crushed dried chili, and then pour a circle of hot water along the edge of the pot, the pot is boiling in a blink of an eye, the bubbles are rolling, and the fresh flavor of fresh meat and sour bamboo shoots overflows.

At this time, the water in the pot was boiling, the noodles were already half-cooked after dozens of kneading and grinding, and they were slightly boiled in the boiling water for four or five breaths, Gu Qingzhu used a bamboo colander to scoop the noodles in a bowl, sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions, poured a few drops of sesame oil, scooped a spoonful of hot noodle soup and poured it, and the rich aroma of scallion oil came to his nose.

Mu Jincheng originally grabbed a handful of melon seeds in his hand at random, on weekdays, he would not come to the kitchen at all, and it was difficult to imagine that a bowl of noodles and a dish of dishes would be so cumbersome, but Gu Qingzhu did things in an orderly manner, with a pair of slender hands, as if stained with fairy energy, turning those ordinary foods into mouth-watering deliciousness.

"You can eat." Gu Qingzhu brought the noodles and shredded sour bamboo shoots to him, steaming hot and fragrant.

Mu Jincheng took some shredded sour bamboo shoots in a bowl, wrapped them in noodles, stuffed them into his mouth, and took a bite of them, sour, crisp, tender, fresh, elastic, and tough tastes converged together, exchanged and fused in the mouth, and left a fragrant lip and tooth.

"I can go." Gu Qingzhu took off his apron and said.

"Will you come back tomorrow?" Mu Jincheng grabbed her wrist.

"Let it go!" Gu Qingzhu struggled in surprise, but it was useless, she had to meet his eyes, glared angrily and asked, "What do you want?" ”

"You're coming back tomorrow to cook for me!" Mu Jincheng said unreasonably.

"I'm cooking today, not because you held my tea, but because you saved me last time." Gu Qingzhu said.

"If you say thank you, isn't that time at Changlong Restaurant?" Mu Jincheng ate the noodles in his mouth and asked vaguely.

Gu Qingzhu also saw him for the first time when he took the initiative to thank him for being so cheeky, but what he said was true, since this was the case, Gu Qingzhu was a master who didn't want to owe favors, so he agreed: "Okay, I'll cook again tomorrow." ”

"Ming'er can't be so perfunctory." Mu Jincheng swallowed half a bowl of noodles in one go, and he was still unfinished.

"Even if it's dragon liver and phoenix marrow, as long as there is something in this world, you have probably eaten it, and Cuiping Town is just a remote countryside, how can there be any great food?" Gu Qingzhu stood still and said helplessly.

"I don't care, it's not delicious, you have to cook the day after tomorrow, and eat until I'm satisfied." Mu Jincheng raised his head and said, with a scowling expression.

"You ......" such a dead beggar for nothing, Gu Qingzhu has only seen it in his life, and he didn't know whether to be surprised or angry for a while, so he couldn't speak.

"That's it, aren't you leaving, hurry up." Mu Jincheng picked up the noodle bowl and drank the soup and waved his hand again and again.

Gu Qingzhu saw that it was not early, so he was too lazy to entangle with him, so he picked up the bamboo basket and left, and Mu Jincheng smiled proudly in the kitchen.

"Did he do anything to you?" Liang Mancang saw her come out, and hurriedly greeted her and asked.

"It's okay, it's just a bowl of noodles, I'm in a hurry to see Qingsong, let's go." Gu Qingzhu took the copper coin handed over by Mr. Bookkeeper and said.

"Okay, I'll go buy some rice and noodles, and we'll see you at the door of the school later." Liang Mancang said, turned around and went to buy grain.

Gu Qingzhu arrived at the school, Qingsong had not yet gotten out of school, she first went to see Liu Yuan's wife Yang, she was a kind old woman, and the old man had been in love with each other for decades, when she was young, she helped manage the affairs of the school, and now that she is older, just taking care of the three meals in the kitchen, and cleaning the clothes and bedding of the young schoolchildren, it is enough for her to worry.

"Hello, Mrs. Yang." Gu Qingzhu came in with a smile, she called her like this with Qingsong, and she was happy to be called like this.

"I know you, you are the elder sister of Qingsong, and the old man of my family always says that your tea is good, and that your cooking skills are top." Although Yang was old, she was neither dazzled nor deaf, she recognized Gu Qingzhu at a glance and spoke to her enthusiastically.

"This is a new hard slice tea this year, which is most suitable for old tea customers like Mr. Liu, although this is a spring tea, it is very resistant to boiling, and it is not as bitter as autumn tea." Gu Qingzhu handed ten tea cakes to the Yang family.

"This is the current fresh goods, the price must not be low, it is not easy for you to provide for your brother to study, we must not ask for it." Yang resigned.

"This year's tea market is sluggish, there is no price in previous years, besides, Mr. Liu climbed the mountains and crossed the mountains to find green pines, this weight, which is a few tea cakes can be replaced, you can keep it." Gu Qingzhu turned around and put the tea cake on the table.

"Thank you then, it's almost time to get out of school, you can go and take a look." Yang raised his hand and pointed inside.

Gu Qingzhu walked over slowly, the sound of reading came from his ears, and the aroma of paper, pen and ink lingered on the tip of his nose, which made people calm down and forget about things.

"Sister!" Gu Qingsong saw the eldest sister standing under the flourishing osmanthus tree, and jumped in front of her excitedly.

"I brought you boiled peanut butter and sour bamboo shoots, and when you want to eat them, take some and stir-fry." Gu Qingzhu smiled and patted the bamboo basket.

In the school, in order to save everyone's firewood, Yang will mix the rice brought together and cook, and the dishes to eat have to be solved by themselves, some people bring pickles, some people rely on the family to send every now and then, and Qingsong will cook by himself, and he can eat for a few days at a time, and others often follow the light, so he is very popular in the school.

"Qingsong, Sister Ling came to see you again?" A boy with big round eyes ran over and said with a smile.

"That's right, Zhang Zhao, let's add vegetables tonight." Gu Qingsong patted him on the shoulder.

"Hehe, thank you, Sister Gu!" The boy laughed and ran away.

"Sister, you really didn't go to sell tea cakes?" Gu Qingsong took Gu Qingzhu to the sleeping room, stared at her thin face and asked.

At this time, everyone around them was playing outside, and only their sister and brother were in the house, just talking.

"Naturally, it's true, now that the price of tea cakes is low, and Qingying can't leave people at night, I will sell fresh leaves a few days earlier." Gu Qingzhu bent down to clean up his brother's bed.

"Sister, don't work so hard, wait for me to be admitted to Xiucai, go to a high-ranking family to find a western seat to do, and we will have a good life in the future." Gu Qingsong grabbed the busy Gu Qingzhu and said.

"What kind of nonsense is this, if you win the show, you will naturally have to prepare for the autumn season, how can you have the time to make a Xixi, besides, you are young, whose young lady dares to teach you!" Gu Qingzhu glared at him with disgust.

"I know, I'll work hard." Qing Song drooped his head and said a little sluggishly.

"Sister knows that you feel sorry for me, but Sister is looking forward to your great future." Gu Qingzhu rubbed the top of his hair and said kindly.

"Hmm." Qing Song nodded vigorously.

"I see that you are doing well here, so I am relieved, it is not early, I should go back." Gu Qingzhu left the dishes he brought, got up and left.

Mr. Liu's family was eating, Gu Qingzhu was inconvenient to disturb, Qingsong sent her to the door, and Liang Mancang was already waiting there.

On the second day, Gu Qingzhu went to sell tea again, and Liang Mancang happened to catch a vegetable snake and wanted to take it to a restaurant to try his luck while selling tea, so he still walked with her.

The two of them walked from the street to the end of the street, except for Changlong, the price of fresh tea in other tea shops fell by two cents today, Liang Mancang happened to meet a familiar tea seller on the road, he said, today only three lives or ten wen.

Changlong will definitely not go, sell to other families, obviously lose dozens of dollars, the big girl's tea is large, the loss is even more, the two looked at each other, and had to go to Sansheng Tea Shop to line up.

Since the opening of the Sansheng Tea Store to collect tea, there has been an endless stream of tea sellers queuing up every day, and Mu Jincheng seemed to have pinched the time, Gu Qingzhu just stood still, and he walked out of the room with a smile.

"What are you cooking today?" Mu Jincheng paced in front of her and looked into her bamboo basket.

"There, if you dare to eat, I will dare to do it!" Gu Qingzhu pointed to the flat round bamboo basket that Liang Mancang placed on the ground.

"What is it? There is still a world in which I dare not ...... Yes! When Mu Jincheng saw the wriggling things in the bamboo basket, he couldn't help but be startled!