As Han Chuan passed through the shadow wall, Cui was slashing the ribs with a big move.

A few "clangs" startled the birds perched on the willow branches outside the wall and flew southward.

Xu heard Han Chuan enter the door, and the sound of the chopping board in the stove room became louder.

Han Chuan wiped the thin sweat on his forehead, washed and dried the two flat dustpans, pulled a two-meter-long thin gauze cloth and spread it on the edge of the well, wiped the osmanthus flowers one by one with light yarn, and spread them flat in the dustpan.

The sunset falls in the west, and the autumn wind in the capital is cold, a little cold, but the wind is very strong.

After about an hour, Han Chuan wiped off the osmanthus flowers, his waist was about to be straightened, and his arms were stiff.

Cui Shi ate dinner, and when he passed by, he looked at the osmanthus flowers spread all over the ground, holding Bai Dalang's medicine in his hand, and his expression seemed to be smiling, "Chu'er, what are you doing?" Do you make osmanthus wine? "The medicine bowl is a little hot, Cui's changed hands, "The most famous thing about the Liuxian Residence at the entrance of the alley is all kinds of flower wine and fruit wine, competing with the big wine shops for profit, we have to weigh the weight." ”

Han Chuan glanced up at her, pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer.

The sky gradually darkened, and Cui's kindly reminded, "Father-in-law and Sixi will come back after a while." ”

The movement of Han Chuan's hand paused.

...

She still hasn't told Grandpa Bai that she is setting up a stall to sell cakes.

It's not that I feel that the food business is low.

It's just that Grandpa Bai has a strong personality and self-esteem, and the apprentices he brought out with one hand and one foot set up a practice stall...

Han Chuan couldn't help but shudder, she hadn't been scooped by Grandpa Bai for a long time...

She sincerely hopes that this good life will last a little longer.

Otherwise, sooner or later, I will be bald by Grandpa Bai...

Han Chuan buried his head and ignored it, Cui's said that it was boring, he just walked inside, but he remembered something, his steps were sluggish, what should he do if this girl raised the monthly room and board expenses to her father-in-law? The old man's character is known, I'm afraid it's going to turn over today!

Cui's afterglow swept and saw Han Chuan buried his head, his sleeves tied around his waist, revealing two arms full of white flowers and red pokes.

Instantly, the heart is horizontal!

Whatever!

If the father-in-law turns his face around, that's fine!

Get this girl out before it's too late!

also gave up the idea of my father-in-law wanting to pull the red line!

At a young age, I run around without home all day long, and those who know that they go out to set up stalls to make money, but those who don't know think they go out to do something!

She can't afford such a girl to be her daughter-in-law!

Cui Shi gritted his back molars, stopped talking, and turned around and walked towards the east side of the box.

Han Chuan didn't have time to take care of Cui's careful thoughts, busy in the yard, waiting for the wind to dry the water on the surface of the osmanthus, this head had already been burned in the earthen kiln, Han Chuan latte clamp took out the firewood in the earthen kiln kang, took a few flat iron bells, spread the osmanthus on the iron bells, and carefully sent them into the earthen kiln one by one.

Fortunately, I stayed at Grandpa Bai's house.

The cook's house that came out of the imperial dining room has everything!

It's a shrunken dining room!

Hanchuan is timed with an hourglass, the osmanthus is small, the fragrance is strong, and it doesn't take long to bake.

Taking advantage of this effort, Han Chuan took three catties of indica glutinous rice, and the glutinous rice was divided into narrow indica rice and oval japonica rice, which was more sticky and fragrant, white in color, more brittle in rice grains, and easier to scoop into powder.

Yes.

Han Chuan turned out a stone mortar higher than her knees on the stove, and a mallet longer than her own.

Han Chuan looked at the mallet that was a head taller than her, and suddenly felt that he was like a mallet.

Grandpa Bai and Bai Sixi went home, pushed open the door, and saw a magical scene.

A slender girl, standing on a wide bench, holding a big mallet with both hands, gritted her teeth and smashed downward, and when she smashed down, snow-white powder splashed everywhere, quite windy and cold, and the courage of a strong man who was gone and never returned.

Grandpa Bai leaned on the deadbolt, "Chu'er, what are you doing!" ”

Han Chuan shuddered, and the mallet almost hit his foot.

"Glutinous rice flour!" Han Chuan jumped off the bench, forced himself to stabilize his mind, patted his palms, patted the glutinous rice flour stuck to his hands, and turned his head to pat Grandpa Bai's ass, "This glutinous rice is good today, it will stick to your hands if it is not wet, I sniffed it, it is probably produced in Lincang, it is new rice, right?" ”

You can say that a chef is not good at his craft, but you can't say that there is a problem with the ingredients that the chef picks.

Grandpa Bai hooked his beard, a little proud, "... It's a good glutinous tribute from the Internal Affairs Bureau, and the eunuch on the errand deducted fifty catties from my grandfather... Count your eyes and know the goods! ”

Han Chuan laughed "hehe".

Bai Sixi interjected, "What are you grinding so much glutinous rice flour for!" Take it out and sell it! ”

...

Han Chuan resisted the urge to pinch him.

Let's say that Bai Sixi is stupid, sometimes a blind cat bumps into a dead mouse.

Grandpa Bai picked his beard and looked at Han Chuan.

The little girl's face was ruddy, her eyes were translucent, and her eyes were a little blue, and she didn't look tired, but she smelled of sweat.

These days, he always feels that there is something wrong with this girl Hanchuan, but he can't tell clearly.

They went home from duty, the lights in the room were off, and they went out on duty in the morning, and the little girl hadn't gotten up yet, so she didn't have the time to ask.

The house was too quiet - the eldest daughter-in-law never mentioned the problem of Hanchuan's food and clothing.

That's the biggest mistake.

The tip of Grandpa Bai's nose moved, smelled the fragrance of osmanthus in the earthen kiln, squinted, and walked to the back of the stove house with a cane.

It's a stall car with a skull!

Han Chuan followed closely behind Grandpa Bai, his mouth was astringent, "Teacher... Master... You listen to me.."

Grandpa Bai's face was a little blurry under the dim oil lamp.

Han Chuan hurriedly said, "You taught me a skill, I have to use it to make a living, right?" You said that a cook eats by his skills and makes money by his craft. There are more people who are willing to eat, and when the people who eat are happy, we will be happy. This... There's nothing to be ashamed of! ”

Han Chuan slapped Bai Sixi with his elbow as he spoke, Bai Sixi came back to his senses and beat the side drum majestically, "Grandpa, if I don't enter the inner dining room, I will also do the food business!" I heard the palm of the immortal residence say that people open eight taels of silver a month! That's more than our monthly money! If you want to stay in Xianju and ask me to be a chef, I will immediately ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to resign..."

Han Chuan once again restrained the urge to strangle Bai Sixi.

Big brother!

Your words don't help at all!

Being a cook in the inner dining room is an iron rice bowl, why do you want to be a cook in Liuxian Ju, because you can't enter the inner dining room!

What Grandpa Bai values the most, and he thinks that the most face-saving thing in this life is that the people he serves are all noble masters who have passed through the sky!

Han Chuan thought that Grandpa Bai was going to be angry.

Who knew that Grandpa Bai's back fell, his hand was on the beam of the stall truck, and he sighed softly, "Chu'er..."

Han Chuan hurriedly responded with a "yes".

"If there is any difficulty, the master will help you solve it. The master can't solve it, let's find a way to discuss it. ”

Grandpa Bai said softly, "You said that you were going to come out of the palace, and the master was ready to support you and give you a mother's family." Buy a dowry for you, give you a dowry, if your husband's family bullies you, the master will take Sixi to the door..."

Han Chuan's tears were forced out all of a sudden.

The little girl lowered her head, tears fell to the ground, and a cloud of sand was raised.

"I want to try, I should be able to do something." Han Chuan wiped his face with the back of his hand, lowered his head and wiped away his tears.

It's too powerless in my dreams.

This feeling of powerlessness has accompanied her throughout her dreams.

"What I make, everyone loves to eat... My carefully matched stuffing is full of praise from everyone... Some diners don't get it on the first day, and they line up early the next day to buy it. Han Chuan's voice was very soft, "Master, I will only do this, and I like this too." You are old, I can't drag you down all the time, there are places to spend money everywhere, how can you support an idler at home? ”

"You taught me a long time ago that it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. When I was a child, I practiced a pier, and the little eunuch practiced a five-pound knife, and you gave me a six-pound knife. The little eunuch carries an eight-pound board, you let me carry a ten-pound cutting board, you tell me, don't slack off because I'm a girl, what's wrong with the girl, the girl can also be a good cook and cook a good meal... You said that you have to have the ability to live in the palace. I'm out of the palace, can I have no ability? ”

Han Chuan stopped his tears, "I have the ability to live in the palace." Now that I'm out of the palace, I want to live better and be freer. ”

The courtyard was quiet.

Grandpa Bai looked at the little girl's lowered head and melon seeds, and inexplicably felt a sense of honor.

If Da Lang has strong bones, will he also grow into such an excellent person?

The wind conveys the fragrance of osmanthus from the clay kiln to the surroundings.

Grandpa Bai stretched out his hand and patted the back of the little girl's head, and said lightly, "Osmanthus simmered in high temperature for a long time will taste bitter." ”