"Eldest sister, we are all Shuangli people." He Laimiliso put the silver in the money bag, and it suddenly became a lot heavier, He Laimi was very satisfied, "Eldest sister, then I'll go back first." ”

Aunt Wang gave it away with a smile, and then she didn't have the heart to set up a stall, so she called a family, cleaned up the stall, and went home.

Aunt Wang's name is Wang Aihua, married Liu Laoshi of Xialiu Village, gave birth to four sons, two daughters, the family started to set up a stall to do business very early, and the family also has a small savings, and the days in Xialiu Village are also considered to be high.

Wang Aihua originally planned to knock down the house before the autumn harvest this year, and to build a blue brick house, but since Luo Laotian's family set up a stall to sell steamed buns, the income is not half a star and a half from before, in order to attract guests, the filling also learned from Luo Laotian's family, and made it into a variety of flavors, and the amount is more than before, and the income is less, but there are still few people who come to buy it.

So much so that Wang Aihua changed her mind, the house is not in a hurry to be built, and she will talk about it after the family's stall business gets better again, and the most important thing at present is business.

Now that the secret recipe for steamed buns is in hand, as long as you make steamed buns that are as delicious as Luo Laotian's family, and then rely on your own three-inch incorruptible tongue, how can your own business be reversed.

He Laimi sold the secret recipe, got four taels of silver for nothing, and happily went to the butcher stall to buy fatty meat, and also went to the pastry shop to buy two pastries, and went to Xiuyifang to buy a brown-red coarse cloth, and then happily went to the town gate to take a donkey cart.

"Aunt He, have you bought a lot of good things?" The people of Luojia Village, who were also waiting to ride the donkey cart, saw He Laimi and the things she was carrying, and said with a smile.

"Hey, my grandson is talking about eating meat, and the family really hasn't bought it for a long time, so I bought a piece of it today." He Lai Mile said.

"Aunt He just loves her grandson." The villagers echoed with a smile.

Luo Laotian's family didn't know about these things.

Luo Laotian and Wang Guihua, who had just come back from the field, were happily talking about the house, and they also made pickled corn tortillas for Luo Qinghe and a few people at home, and each of them ate one to cushion their stomachs.

"Milk, tomorrow we are going to the Splendid Cloth Village, and we have to sell the things we have made these days." Luo Qinghe said.

"Okay." Wang Guihua nodded and smiled, "Are you going to go?" ”

"Yes." Luo Jiamiao was the first to echo.

Liu Xiangxiang and Luo Jiahe also looked forward to it, and went to sell it in person, and then got the part of the money they earned, which is a very fulfilling thing.

"Then go for all." Wang Guihua said with a wave of her hand.

"Great." Luo Jiamiao happily washed her hands, wiped them clean, and when there was no trace of water, she went into the house to pack up all the purses she had made these days, and then took them out to show Luo Laotian and Wang Guihua.

"Grandpa, grandma, you see, I made ten purses." Luo Jiamiao pushed the small bamboo basket with the purse in front of the two.

"Good, good, it's all good." Luo Laotian's eyes were not enough to see.

Luo Jiahe and Liu Xiangxiang were quite patient, and they happily took it out after Wang Guihua asked.

The purses made by the three of them, half of which were embroidered, the red cloth was used up, and the dark colors were also used to embroider the characters; The light-colored ones are used for embroidery, a few simple ones, Liu Xiangxiang and Luo Jiahe have better craftsmanship, and they also embroider cute small animals with cute shapes.

Luo Qinghe, also learned the same, took out the embroidery he made, these days, Luo Qinghe only embroidered the scriptures, but the scriptures are large, Luo Laotian and Wang Guihua saw the white satin bottom in Luo Qinghe's hand, after the embroidery with black words, they were directly stunned.

The spacing of each word, the line spacing of each line, Luo Qinghe grasped it very well, almost not bad, with Luo Yougen's powerful penmanship, it complements each other very well.

Wang Guihua came back to her senses first, "Put it away, put it away, you don't have to get dirty." ”

The white color is easy to dirty, and there are scriptures embroidered on it, which are to be offered to the Bodhisattva, so I am afraid that there will be some collisions.

Luo Qinghe put it away neatly and put it in the basket that Luo Jiamiao was holding.

The embroideries of the four of them are all put together, and they can recognize what they embroidered anyway.

When Luo Changgen and the others arrived home, Wang Guihua smiled and told Wang Deli about coming to see the foundation today, and then excitedly pointed out where to build and what house, and the whole family was very happy.

"Now the house where Yougen and Ah Shu live, when the new house comes up, it will be given to Xiao He to live in, and Xiao He is about to get married, and he has to have his own room to marry." Wang Guihua said with a smile.

Luo Jiahe lowered his head shyly.

"Then I'll be able to have a kang too." Luo Jiamiao said with a smile, "Is it up to me to choose the eldest sister's room and the second sister's room in the future?" ”

"Yes, take your pick." Luo Jiahe said with a smile.

Luo Laotian's family was full of happy events that were about to get up the house, and at this time, Liu Laoshi and Wang Aihua's family in Liu Village were under clouds.

"Prosperous, are you sure that the ingredients written on the secret recipe are in these quantities?" Wang Aihua took a bite of the meat bun with a solemn expression.

Liu Xingwang was a little panicked, he wasn't sure, this number of words was already a little sorry in his eyes, but he couldn't lose face, and said forcefully, "It should be right." ”

Wang Aihua went to buy and taste the steamed buns after setting up a stall at Luo Laotian's house, and it cannot be denied that it was made by others who made it delicious, and she imitated and improved it, but she couldn't make it taste like that.

Wang Aihua doesn't know how to read, but she has been cooking for decades, and she was a little confused when she was just putting the seasoning, and the quantity always felt that it was not right, and in addition to the difference in quantity, the method was almost the same as when she used to make steamed buns.

Now that the buns are steamed, Wang Aihua can't wait to take a bite, the taste is not right, even worse than the steamed buns she originally made, and they are not as oily as Luo Laotian's meat buns.

Wang Aihua's heart sank, it wouldn't be that this secret recipe was fake, but He Laimi didn't look like a person who could forge the secret recipe, could it be that Luo Laotian's family found out He Laimi's plan and put a fake one to confuse her.

Yes, Wang Aihua still remembers that they said before that Luo Laotian's youngest son went to study at Renhe Private School......

Wang Aihua also knows how much ink is in his eldest grandson's belly, it is not the material for studying, otherwise he will not be able to read it after a few years.

"I'll go out." Wang Aihua took the secret recipe paper and went out, and returned home two quarters of an hour later, her face was very dark.

"Milk, am I mistaken?" Liu Xingwang asked in a low voice.

"You're right." Wang Aihua gritted her teeth and said.

Liu Xingwang laughed when he heard this, "I'll just say how could I be wrong, ...... milk."