After a good night's dream, Luozhi turned over and got up before five o'clock, brushed his teeth with willow branches dipped in salt (brushed out a mouthful of blood), washed his face with water, and tied his hair into braids.

She really couldn't tie the little bun like a cannon, so light and sharp.

After washing the rice and boiling the porridge with water, she scooped out two large bowls of white noodles from the jar, stirred them with water, kneaded them into a smooth dough with the softness of her hands, and covered them with a damp cloth to let them rise.

Come to the back cover room, collect the roses into piles, spread a layer of petals and a layer of brown sugar into the large pottery jar, seal them carefully, put them in a ventilated and cool place, and ferment them for half a month to be the rose sauce for beauty and beauty.

Ah Shu also got up when he heard the noise, and Luo Zhi asked him to carry the two baskets of chili peppers to the hall house, and wait for the carriage arranged by the shopkeeper Yao to arrive and take them away.

Luozhi washes the meat and puts it on the cutting board, first cut the upward side evenly, then turn it over to the other side and cross it again, without cutting off the two sides, and start chopping the meat filling. This is the trick she learned in her previous life to chop minced meat, and it is chopped quickly and well.

The noodles for making steamed buns should be soft, and the luozhi should be kneaded several times, kneaded one by one into a drug, and began to catch the skin on the cutting board.

The big buns filled with white and fat shallots are neatly stacked on the bamboo curtain cover, two layers, and they can be eaten after steaming for fifteen minutes on high heat.

"Sister, I want to go to town with you too." Luo An pestered Sister A as soon as she got up, wanting to go to the town with her.

"When Grandpa's feet are well, let's go together, your sister has something to do today, don't go and make trouble." Without waiting for Luozhi to speak, the old man opened his voice.

Luo'an is unhappy, Sister used to be at home with him every day, but now she is not at home every day.

"Brother, Sister promised you that as soon as Grandpa's feet are good, I will take you to the town to make new clothes, okay?" Luozhi gave him a steamed meat bun, and the little guy quickly forgot about the unpleasantness, and the corners of his mouth were oily from eating, and his little face was shining.

Old Man Mu was comforted when he saw Luozhi loving his younger brother so much.

Ah Shu has a meat bun in his left hand and a meat bun in his right hand, he opens his bow left and right, and eats quickly and urgently, Luo Zhi was afraid that he would choke, so he gave him a big bowl of porridge, but he didn't drink it at all.

The old man's eyes widened, he obediently picked up the bowl and drank the porridge, of course, the meat buns still didn't eat less.

Luo Zhi took lotus leaves and packed six meat buns, and she went to the town in a while, which was brought for Butcher Zhang.

The carriage arrived outside the courtyard wall of Luozhi's house before about seven o'clock, and the whole village was barking at the chickens and dogs, and the villagers began to move, and there was a figure of labor in the fields. Luozhi covered the peppers with cotton cloth tightly before letting Ah Shu carry them out and put them in the carriage.

With a whip blown, Luozhi left home and set off for the town.

"Little friend, this is Zhou Kun" Luozhi's main thing today is to come over and teach the master of Xuanyuan Building to cook.

"Zhou Kun meets the master." Zhou Kun is not suitable for the little girl who is half a year younger than himself to be called "master", but people have real skills, and they can't accept it.

Luo Zhi accepted the apprenticeship with peace of mind, she knew that this Zhou Kun was definitely a powerful chef in Xuanyuan Building, but he didn't know what he knew, and she could afford to learn to call the master.

The two entered the small kitchen, and Luo Zhi began to preach and teach cooking.

Zhou Kun is worthy of being the chef of Xuanyuan Building, and the three-course Luozhi said it again, and after operating it once, he quickly got started.

Luozhi let him practice in the small kitchen by himself, and came out to breathe by himself. The stove in the kitchen was hot, stuffy and stuffy, and it smelled of oil smoke after staying for a long time.

Luozhi sniffs the smell of his body, and the breath of life is very full!

Luozhi leisurely stroll, the pavilions and pavilions behind the Xuanyuan Building, the water pavilion of the pond pavilion, reflected in the green pine and cypress, in this place, quietly listen to the flowing spring to pluck the clear rhyme, the ancient acacia to figure out the breeze, how pleasant. The person who can design this decoration taste is a person of great elegance.

"Little friend, our Young Master Lin wants to see you", Shopkeeper Yao said.

Luozhi stopped.

It's not worth bending your waist for five buckets of rice, but it's perfectly okay to bend your waist for so many shares.

"Please come in."

Luozhi stepped into the attic and looked around, but there was no one. She craned her neck to look in, but she couldn't see anything clearly through the screen. She wants to quit, no, the shares haven't arrived yet! Your own craftsmanship can be dedicated, and you can't do it in vain.