Chunnier thought that she hadn't burned the fire for most of the day, and that only the greenhouse was more suitable for hospitality, so she washed her hands and helped boil millet porridge on the stove at the other end of the greenhouse.

Liu Housheng saw that Fang Jie's gaze always glanced at Pucao, and thought that he was hungry, so he smiled and said, "Fang Gongzi, wait a while, Pucao girl is fast in preparing the food, and her skills are good." ”

Fang Jie coughed uncomfortably twice as if he had been glimpsed on his mind, and said with a smile, "I haven't done any work for a long time, and today I suddenly got tired and became hungry earlier than usual." After saying this, he turned to ask about Liu Housheng's leg injury and the Li family's banquet.

Because of the relationship between helping Pucao take care of the greenhouse, Liu Housheng is now an important figure in the eyes of the villagers. Today, I went to Li's house to drink and was treated favorably like I had never been before. He was overjoyed and emotional, and when he heard Fang Jie ask, he naturally talked to him without concealing it.

Fang Jie was originally just trying to divert the conversation, and he didn't want to be surprised to hear that Pucao was going to teach this kind of dish to the villagers next year, and he was very surprised.

You must know that the Zhang family has only built one vegetable shed now and is already very profitable, if it builds three or five more next year, the money obtained is afraid that even the rich families in the city will be blushing.

But she actually wants to give up such a way of wealth, is it because she is persecuted by the villagers or does she have other plans?

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but sweep his gaze to the busy figure of the stove, frowning slightly.

Pu Cao's hand was baking cakes, occasionally raising his head to meet his gaze, and he didn't pay much attention to it, smiled lightly and lowered his head to scoop up the bread, and continued to brush the pot and stir-fry.

Soon, the greenhouse was slowly filled with the aroma of food, and the small wooden table was filled with dishes and bowls. In the big brown clay pot is glutinous and fragrant millet porridge, and in the three clay plates placed next to the basin, one is full of shredded potatoes and fried meat, because there is a little chopped red pepper, at first glance, the golden color is lined with red, and it is very tempting to salivate.

In the other clay plate are shredded shallots and coriander, the green color seems to be shiny and fresh. The last plate is the salted radish strips and snow mushrooms that are often eaten at home.

The space was too small, the tables were not big, and the seats were replaced by wooden piers and benches. With such a makeshift table, everyone naturally doesn't pay attention to any respect for the host and guest, and the meal starts when they sit in one place.

The two children looked at the stack of pancakes, although they were shiny, but they didn't add eggs like they had eaten before, so they blinked their eyes and said, "Sister-in-law, I forgot to add eggs to the egg cake." ”

Pu Cao stretched out his chopsticks and put a pancake into the bowl, and with a slight force in front of everyone, the cake easily split in two, becoming thinner and very complete. She smiled and replied, "It's not an omelet, so I didn't add eggs." ”

When she said this, she had already picked out some egg sauce with the tip of her chopsticks and spread it on the cake, and then sandwiched shredded potatoes mixed with shredded green onions and coriander, rolled them together and handed them to Fang Jie first, "How about it taste?" ”

Fang Jie seemed to be a little surprised, but his subordinates took it very naturally and said with a smile, "Then I won't be polite." ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and took a bite, chewed it carefully a few times, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he praised it loudly, "The taste is really good, refreshing and delicious." ”

When the two children heard this, they were anxious to taste something fresh, and Pucao hurriedly rolled two and gave them a prize. Seeing this, Chunni also helped Liu Housheng roll one, and everyone was eating and praising for a while.

After Fang Jie finished eating one, he pursed his lips a little unsatisfied, and asked with a smile, "What's the name of this food?" ”

Pu Cao re-rolled a sick sheet for him, and when he handed it over, he said casually, "This one, it's called a hot dog!" ”

"Hot dogs?" Everyone stopped their chopsticks and asked with a look of surprise, "This name is really strange, how can it be related to the dog?" ”

Pu Cao's eyes rolled, and she smiled sly and mysteriously, "Because there are hot dishes rolled in this cake, but no one can shout hot when they eat it, and when they shout, they will become dogs." ”

Shanzi was greedy, and because he bit too much, he was scalded by shredded potatoes and stretched out his little tongue. Hearing this, he was afraid that he would really become a puppy, so he hurriedly clarified loudly for himself, "I didn't shout hot, I shouldn't be a puppy!" ”

Everyone immediately burst into laughter, for this lovely fairy tale, and for this strange and delicious new food.

After a simple lunch, seeing that the sun was setting in the west and the vegetables had been packed, Fang Jie wanted to leave and return to the city.

Liu Housheng went to Chen's house to call for help, Chunni also picked up the dishes and chopsticks and went back to the front yard, and there were only Pu Cao and Fang Jie left in the greenhouse for a while.

Fang Jie glanced at the wicker baskets, and after a simple calculation, he took out five small silver bills from the purse hanging on his waist, and said with a smile, "This time the vegetables should pay you a total of twenty-eight taels of silver, deducting two taels of deposit, one tael of silver for buying coarse salt, and there are still twenty-five taels left, you can put it away." ”

Pu Cao took the silver coin and didn't wait to speak, but he turned around and picked up a pen and paper and wrote a receipt for two taels of silver. In her opinion, between friends, it is love to help each other, but when it comes to money, it must be distinguished, otherwise there will always be conflicts and hurt friendship in the end.

After the two men had handed over the money, they pulled the linoleum together and put it on the wicker basket. Fang Jie remembered the strange hot dog, so he smiled and asked, "Is that cake really called a hot dog?" I think it should be called Hehe Cake, two into one, the meaning is the best. ”

"It was made up by me to tease the two children to play, and the real name is Spring Cake, which is also the food of several countries in the south." Pu Cao tied the hemp rope in his hand tightly, and was kind enough to solve his doubts, "You can also try to change the dishes rolled in the dough cake, you let the fat cook ponder it, if it is sold in a restaurant, it may be very brilliant." ”

Fang Jie nodded, thinking about how to open his mouth and ask her if she had suffered any grievances, but unfortunately, Liu Housheng came in with Dongzi, Chen Da, and Chen Er. Several people carried the vegetable baskets out, placed the brazier on the plow, and carefully covered several layers of wet straw curtains, and then stopped.

After Fang Jie saluted and said goodbye to the others, he put on a hood and sat in front of the right side of the climbing plow, and the whip under Dongzi's hand gently whipped on the buttocks of the jujube red horse, and the climbing plow was slowly dragged out of the yard, and soon turned around the corner and ran away.

As soon as Dongzi drove the horse and climbed the plough out of the village, he immediately took out the silver fox tail scarf in his arms, handed it to the master with a flattering smile, and said with a smile, "Son, hurry up and surround it, this north wind is cold." ”

Fang Jie indifferently stretched out his hand to take it and put it on, as if it was a matter of course for this fox tail scarf to appear like this, and he didn't remember how he had abandoned it before.

Dongzi secretly stuck out his tongue, quickly put away the banter in his eyes, and drove up the horse to climb the plow in a serious manner.

When I came, I didn't feel how cold it was all the way, but now I am back in the city with the cold northwest wind, which is really chilly.

Dongzi swiped the sheepskin jacket on his body vigorously, turned his head to look at the master on the side, but he didn't seem to feel sad at all, and even kept chuckling on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help but be curious. After pondering for a long time, he finally asked, "Childe, don't you feel cold?" The little ones feel like they're going to be frozen into ice skates. ”

Fang Jie didn't know what he thought, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and he responded, "It's not cold, this weather... What a rare good! ”

Dongzi stretched his head and wanted to look at the empty snowfield around him, but when he saw the north wind blowing snow particles whistling and smashing over, he was so frightened that he immediately retracted his head and wondered, "Master, are you in Zhang's house... Well, I ate the wrong thing, this day... I'm afraid that whoever sees it will feel bad. ”

Fang Jie's smile deepened in his eyes, and he nodded in response, "You kid really guessed right, I did eat a novel food today." ”

"Oh, what did Childe eat? Talk to the little one, and let the little one open his eyes. ”

"The name of the new food is Hot Dog!"

"Hot dogs? What kind of dog is this? Dongzi's mouth opened in surprise, and a flashing god almost fell off the plow, he hurriedly stabilized the reins, his eyes gurgling, and he asked, "Is this strange dog meat really hot?" No wonder Childe doesn't feel cold. Next time, if the son eats this dog meat again, he will also reward a small piece to taste. ”

"Okay, I'll reward you with a piece!" Fang Jie couldn't help laughing out loud anymore, and the clever Dongzi immediately guessed that the master was making fun of him again, so he complained, "Childe, you are fooling the little one again." What kind of dog is a hot dog, tell me about it..."

But Fang Jie ignored his begging, his expression was half proud and half proud, as resolute as a child defending his beloved toy.

The horse climbed the plough and ran farther and farther on the snowfield, until it gradually became a small black dot, and the north wind occasionally brought the laughter of the master and servant, and finally slowly dissipated in the vast world...

Sending away the master and servant of the Fang family, Pu Cao pinched the silver coin in his sleeve pocket, and couldn't wait to immediately pull Chunni back to the greenhouse to share the joy of the harvest. However, Chen Jiahua used a small half of his savings to exchange for a large pile of sundries, and began to worry about the consequences of not being able to sell them. Sister-in-law Chen and sister-in-law Chen were willing to let her go back, the "dog-headed military advisor", and they couldn't help but hug her and enter their house.

Mrs. Chen gave up a large wedding cabinet and was busy sorting and packing. Seeing Pu Cao coming in, he hurriedly stepped forward and took her hand and asked, "Pu Cao, there are so many things, you said that if you can't sell them..."

Pucao was really annoyed by their family, but it was just a small business of buying and selling, as for being so worried. But she couldn't say that yet, so she could only comfort her softly, "Auntie, don't worry, these are not valuable objects, they are all used in ordinary life." I just don't go out to resell, but all the relatives in our village are afraid that they will all be bought up in a winter. ”

Chen Er happened to follow his father and brother in from outside, and he also smiled when he heard this, "Mother, what Sister Pucao said is right." Brother Dongzi specially took me to a grocery store I was familiar with, and the quality of the things I bought back was the best, how could I not sell them. ”

Aunt Chen was a little relieved at this time, and said with a little blush, "Pucao, don't laugh at Auntie." When this man is old, he is timid. ”