Xiaobai enriched the inventory, and returned to welcome customers in the evening of the nineteenth, she first looked at the vending machine, and was a little worried that the food this time was a bit expensive and could not be sold, but her worries were obviously redundant, not only sold out, but also a few small notes, which stated that she hoped that she could prepare more next time, otherwise it would make those merchants who came to see it lost. This content made Xiaobai laugh unconsciously, she carefully received the note in her arms, opened the door, took out the candle and lit the lantern.

Weeds at the door took advantage of her absence and grew out of the cracks in the bricks. Sure enough, if the yard is not tidied up, it will look messy. Looking at the golden chicken again, it seems that he also knows that there is no one, and he is a little wilted. Xiaobai changed the basin of water, sprinkled a handful of millet, and the post station came.

"Little white girl?" A jujube red horse stopped at the door, and on the big flag behind it, it was written Xingyun Mansion Station, and a middle-aged man jumped off the horse neatly, looking at the little white hair with a broom and asked.

Xiaobai nodded, leaned the broom against the wall, and asked him what was the matter, while opening the door and lighting the oil lamp, the room instantly lit up, and the big man also breathed a sigh of relief. Sitting on a stool by the door.

"There's a letter from you, from the Nebula Yu family."

"The Yu family?" Xiaobai took the letter, opened it and looked at it, and found that the letter paper was only a few lines, but there were several silver tickets. After reading the letter, she realized that her mutton pot had been sold.

"Sign for it, I'll go." Dahan handed her a notebook and smiled.

"Don't worry, uncle, you sit down first, I just came back, I didn't prepare anything, I'm going to make some food, you eat and then leave, it just so happens that I have a letter to send, but I haven't written it yet, but soon."

"Okay, I'm done with it today anyway, so it's okay to wait a while."

"Hey, thank you, uncle."

Xiaobai ran back to the kitchen, took out a can of ice spring water from the space, put a cup on the tray, and sent it to the hall, and then ran to the yard and plucked some water celery and green onions.

The dried tofu purchased last time was cut into strips, the water celery was cut into leaves, a few peppercorns and a dried chili pepper were put in the hot oil, and then the dried tofu and water celery were put in and stir-fried, because the dried tofu was already cooked thoroughly, and the water celery can be eaten raw, only need to fry a few times over high heat, sprinkle in salt and dried shrimp to get out of the pot.

At this time, the small chops on the small stove grate were already bubbling with oily flowers, and she sprinkled a handful of salt and pepper on it and turned it over.

Celery and dried bean curd were put on the plate, and she put an iron plate on the small stove, and if there was any staple that took the shortest, it was pancakes. Mix a batter with flour and salt and pepper, beat two wild eggs, and mix well. Sliced zucchini, radish, cabbage, greens from the yard, and sliced sausages. Hang the batter on an iron plate and fry it, and when the batter edge is golden brown, it is ready to be served. Then use a small bowl to dip some Yu family's sauce and eat it, it is very crispy.

The chops were baked, and she sprinkled some chili powder on them. Lay the bottom with vegetable leaves and serve on a plate.

It didn't take even half an hour to do so, Dahan didn't expect Xiaobai to come back so soon, looked at the three foods on the table, and appreciated her cooking skills more, but he didn't speak, just picked up chopsticks and ate silently, often passing by here, but never had the opportunity to come in and sit, Dahan finally understood the reason why welcoming guests is so popular.

After Xiaobai returned to the counter, she took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and quickly wrote a letter, she wrote it to Ruan Qianluo, so many days have passed, she has not replied, I don't know if Yuanluo is angry.

She frowned and scratched her hair. Thinking about the last time her brother passed by, I don't know how the results of this big test were, she nagged a few more words, and unconsciously wrote too much, and when she barely stuffed the letter into the envelope, she couldn't help but sigh, where did she get so many things to say?

Dahan's meal was almost finished, taking advantage of Xiaobai's letter, he looked at the furnishings in the store, a little surprised, sure enough, it was better to see than to hear, there were mysteries everywhere, he stood up and said, "Is the girl finished writing?" ”

Xiaobai came back to his senses and smiled helplessly: "I have written too much to seal." ”

"We've got big envelopes, for you." He took out a brown paper envelope from his satchel, which was more than twice as large as the normal one. "This is a medium-sized one, no matter how big it is, you can't use it, put it on quickly, remember to seal it and cover it with a fire deed."

"Fire Pact?" Probably the last time she opened Ruan Yuanluo's letter, the wax mark with the word Chu printed on the seal. She nodded, but she didn't have the mark of her own name, so she poked the head of her chopsticks in the center of the candle. A groove with a diamond-shaped shape was left behind.

"The girl's fire contract is so special." Dahan smiled.

"Uncle, don't make fun of me." Xiaobai's face flushed slightly.

"The Lingling Pavilion of Wulian Mountain?" Dahan was a little surprised.

"yes, what's wrong?"

Without saying a word, the big man took out a larger envelope from his satchel, stuffed the letter into it, and said, "Tomorrow this hour will come." ”

"There's no hurry." Xiaobai felt that this uncle had suddenly become so serious.

The Han said goodbye, got on the horse and galloped away, there is an agreement between the Cailing Pavilion and all the post stations in Qingguo, from the time of receipt, it will be delivered in one day, and it cannot be transferred, and the address is unified as the address of the contact. Of course, Xiaobai didn't know, but inside the post station, Xiaobai slowly became a figure on the list of distinguished guests.

cleaned up, and the big four joys and steamed buns were also stewed on the stove. Xiaobai watered all the plants in the yard and went back to the bedroom. Most of the vending machine's income was gold ingots, and she guessed that it must be because of Mrs. Shang's red-skinned eggs, although she did not mark the price, everyone still gave a gift in return.

"It seems that we should prepare some return gifts for Mrs. Shang." Xiaobai thought about it.

"Tuk-tuk." There was a knock at the back door. "White girl, our lady is here."

"Ah, it turned out to be Ah Chun." Xiaobai was too familiar with the voices of several of them, but what were she doing so late, she hurriedly ran out.

Lin Wenjuan got out of the carriage with an unhappy face, "I knew you were allowed to nest in bed." ”

"What's in your way?" Xiaobai gave her a blank look.

"White girl, our lady." Ah Chun pursed his lips, and his eyes were also red.

"Ah Chun, go in and make tea." Lin Wenjuan didn't allow her to talk too much.

"Why are you here so late?"

"Quickly wrap me some food boxes and let Lao Huang take them back, otherwise the old woman will say that mine is not the same."

"Where am I going to wrap your food box at this point?"

Lin Wenjuan's eyes widened, and she looked like she was doing it, and went straight to the tea room past her.

Xiao Bai sighed, saw a smiling subordinate standing next to the carriage, and said, "Wait a minute." I'll come when I go. After a few steps, she ran back to the flower room, and saw Lin Wenjuan drinking tea, Ah Chun rubbed her shoulders, and she frowned, "You have to tell me what's wrong, right?" ”

Ah Chun saw that his wife's face was getting more and more ugly, and he owed a debt to Xiaobai, and said apologetically: "Bai girl, you should do our wife a favor, prepare a few food boxes first, and the slave and maid will come to chop wood and burn the fire, and then the lady will tell the truth." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll use you to chop wood to make a fire." Xiaobai walked away.

Da Sixi hasn't tasted yet, so naturally she can't put it in a box, so she has to take out three pickled ducks from her bag and steam them in the cage drawer, sliced them, and put them in the first food box with shredded green onions and a small bowl of sauce.

I also put the various snacks of the barilla fruit in a food box, and put some dried fruits of the spirit fruit to decorate.

Together with two jars of apricot wine and five strings of snacks in ten packets of size, they were handed over to Lao Huang, who was waiting at the back door, and Lao Huang couldn't close his mouth happily when he saw something, and left happily.

She went to the tea room just now, but found that Lin Wenjuan had already washed up and was waiting for her on the bed.

"Don't be angry, I'm not going to do it. Thinking that the eldest lady of my dignified county magistrate's family can still be driven out by an old woman, it is really humiliating to die. Lin Wenjuan pouted.

"Chen Heng's mother?" Xiaobai couldn't believe it, Lin Wenjuan, who said everything in the Lin family, could really be cured by someone?

"Well, today is the day to go back to the door, it was fine, but the people around my mother came to tell me that the return gifts were all replaced, my mother didn't say it, and my family didn't care about this, but she was too bullying, I just said a few words to her when I went back, guess what she said, said that the wedding cake on the day of my marriage was sour, since I don't pay attention to the Chen family, then she doesn't have to give me face. Only then did I understand that it was no wonder that Chen Heng did not come back after drinking in the cave room that day, and he had not entered my house until yesterday. It really doesn't make sense. ”

"You guys? No... Xiaobai covered his mouth and didn't say any more.

The wick crackled, and the room was silent, except for the flickering of candles.