The small fan is slightly cool, and the summer is long.

The clouds collect the rain and add to the waves, the building is high, the water is cold and the melon is sweet, and the green trees are shady and the eaves are drawn.

The clouds are like the moon, and the water is cool and the breeze is like autumn.

"The wind is warm and the birds are broken, the sun is high and the flowers are heavy, Wen Aiqing, do you say that I am like this caged bird." A young man in a bright yellow robe walks in a flowery garden, holding a birdcage in his hand.

There is no need for the person behind to reply, sighing lightly, "It should belong to the sky, why should it be a caged bird, you listen to its joyful sound, how beautiful." The boy opened the birdcage and saw the bird fly away, full of longing and yearning. It's a pity that being free is a luxury for him. This is the helplessness of being a royal family.

"What kind of person she is?"

"Back to the emperor, the first time I saw people was as light as a chrysanthemum, and the talent was more than immortal," Doctor Wen thought before speaking. Doctor Wen wanted to see her thin and inconspicuous when he first saw her, but he couldn't hide those smart and intelligent eyes. It is unique and convincing. Now it can be said that he has thaumaturgy, and he doesn't know if it is a blessing or a curse for Beichen Kingdom.

"I hope she is the salvation of the imperial uncle." If not, he wouldn't mind being an executioner. It's time for the toddler hiding behind Uncle Huang to grow up. Even if he is disgusted with the royal family's pursuit of fame and fortune, he is born with nobility, although he is not arrogant and prosperous, but he still has the momentum of being in power for many years.

If such a peculiar woman cannot be used by the imperial uncle, she will be killed.

The momentum of the dawn blood needs to be fleeting in a blink of an eye, like an illusion, but it can accompany the king like a tiger, and Doctor Wen knows that if it can't be used, the young emperor is indeed murderous.

Shen Xinran's genius is like a double-edged knife, it is used well and is prosperous and rich, and it is not a problem to be pampered. When used wrongly, it is a bloody blade, harming others and oneself. This is the dictatorship of imperial power, and it is also the helplessness of being born in this era.

"This is the last one. This year's watermelon has been declared to be over. "This is also to arrive in the capital on time during the Mid-Autumn Festival, make a lot of money, and make a perfect end to today's watermelon noodles. When the last watermelon was put on the car, Shen Xinran reluctantly said, this shows that this year's big entry is over, really fast.

"Thou shalt command thy men to make a fortune at the end." Shen Xinran did not forget to remind him, I don't know if there will be this price in the coming year. It's not enough to hate the ground.

"You've lost your money." Zimao smiled evilly. This year, his net income has multiplied more than tenfold. Watermelons have become a tribute this summer, there is not much in the capital, the imperial power and merchants are the most, and they lack everything, but not money.

A pound of watermelon is fried to a minimum of more than 100 taels, which is also very high in Huidong Town, but the minimum cost of a meal in the capital is more than 100 taels. There are a lot of people for a meal of 1,000 taels. Don't cut it now, but wait when.

"Not enough to spend, no amount to spend." Shen Xinran is also very helpless, she can never balance making money and spending money. Fortunately, after suffering for so long, by the middle of the month there was often a deficit. Good heart plug.

"They will." Zimao also agreed, raising his hand to ravage her hair.

"Blood can flow, heads can be broken, and hairstyles must not be messed up." Shen Xinran was dissatisfied and fled from Zimao's head killing. She wasn't really a teenage girl, she was in her early thirties when her ages were combined. Touching the head to kill, the heart is numb.

"Nonsense." Zimao looked at the empty palm, and his heart was empty, dissatisfied with what Shen Xinran said, could this hairstyle be more precious than life.

couldn't help but step forward and ravage her, chasing and running, it was rare to play.

The 15th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the 15th day of August is in the middle of the autumn, so it is called the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Mid-Autumn Festival is located in August in the middle of autumn, and is called "Mid-Autumn".

The Mid-Autumn Festival is full of the moon and the reunion of people, in order to express the feelings of missing hometown and relatives, and praying for a good harvest and happiness, which has become colorful and precious.

The Mid-Autumn Festival here has another meaning in addition to family reunion. The fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar happens to be the time when the rice is ripe, and all families worship the god of the land. The Mid-Autumn Festival may be the Autumn Newspaper. Proverbs say a good harvest, such as winter is a good year for snow. The Mid-Autumn Festival is a harvest scene.

The moon cakes here are simple and simple, and the moon cakes start with pasta, and they are simple round cakes with bread wrapped in sugar sauce, also known as Hu cakes.

Therefore, Shen Xinran urgently stopped the noodle workshop and devoted himself to making moon cakes.

The moon cake is single in color, white, Shen Xinran asked to add eggs to stir, and into a yellow dough, she plans to make red bean paste, core, sesame seeds, melon seeds, hawthorn, lotus paste, jujube paste, etc., and of course, there is the indispensable salted egg yolk.

This is also the duck laying eggs in the farm, and they can't eat it, so Shen Xinran used it to make preserved eggs, salted duck eggs and woad eggs, just taking advantage of the approaching Mid-Autumn Festival, to make moon cake filling, and make a lot of money.

Every family can make Hu cakes, so Shen Xinran only needs to teach once, and everyone will learn. After the moon cake crust is relaxed, (50 grams of moon cakes need 15 grams of skin, 75 grams of moon cakes need 22 grams of skin,) knead into a round ball for later use, take a pie crust and flatten it in your hand, put on the rubbed stuffing ball, gently hold the filling with your thumb, slightly downward force, hold up the pie crust with the tiger's mouth of the other hand, gently force upward, make the moon cake crust evenly wrapped, after all wrapped, put it to the standby, different fillings such as the above methods can be wrapped in the filling, and then repeat the above method to wrap the skin into the dough, and put the wrapped dumplings into the moon cake mold.

The moon cake mold was carved by Shen Zhichao in advance, and in order to save trouble, they are all types of moon cakes that are carved in a unified way, which is simple and clear, and easy to distinguish.

After gently pressing and demolding, the force should be even, there is no oven in this era, and Shen Xinran had to find a blacksmith to build a simple version of the oven in advance. The oven will move the demolded moon cakes to the baking tray, spray some water slightly, bake in the oven for 3-5 minutes, the moon cakes are set, the surface can be slightly yellow, and then take out and brush a thin layer of egg liquid, and then bake in the oven for 5 minutes, take out the second egg wash, and then bake in the oven for 10 minutes. The baked mooncakes can be eaten after leaving them at room temperature for 2-3 days and returning to the oil.

Driven by Shen Xinran, the modern moon cakes with rich varieties were finally born, and of course, the successful moon cakes were handed over to Zimao. In the last few days, the moon cakes are mainly used for gifts, and after completing the Qingfeng Lou order, the Mid-Autumn Festival benefits for employees will be produced, and each person will have a moon cake for four units, half of the temporary workers will be two, and one or two of the regular employees will be made.

Finally completed two days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the paid day off for making moon cakes in advance, Bi Jing has been the busiest and most tired in the past half a month and has not had a break is to temporarily establish a moon cake workshop, and it is also time to have a good rest for the reunion festival.

Mooncakes are standard with four in a seal or box.

What surprised people was that Zimao didn't have to go back to celebrate the reunion with his family, and stayed in Yishan Village for the holiday.

The bright moon is in the sky, the silver plate is hanging high, and the river is pouring and the moon is setting.

"Why are you staying here for the holidays?" For Zimao to stay, Shen Xinran was happy in his heart, and there was a kind of secret sweetness.

"With you."

Shen Xinran didn't expect Zimao to be so direct, hehe, and smirked. She couldn't answer that.

The moon was facing the shadow, and there was a faint pink aura around the two of them, and no one took the initiative to break the silence and enjoy this rare solitude.