Xiaohu secretly rubbed and gritted his teeth, wanting to say something, but he had already been taken down the mountain by Qiao Xu, so he could only give up.

Liu Zening took Qiao Mo'er to the mountain col, picked some edible peaches, dug up a few mountain chrysanthemums, and was surprised to find a few wild grapes, which made Qiao Mo'er extremely happy, and happily picked a few bunches of edible ones, and then went home.

"There are a lot of wild grapes on the mountain over there in Stone Bay, and there are still dark days, I'll take you to pick them next time."

"Yes, yes."

Qiao Mo'er responded repeatedly, she was the rarest of these things. But there is no fruit here in Xinqing County, and there is nowhere to buy it if you want to.

Back at home, Qiao Mo'er picked out some wild peaches and asked Dou'er to give them to Zhao Qiu'er, and then she was busy with family affairs.

She had all the pheasants and hares killed, stewed one pheasant, and the rest was castrated with salt and propped up with branches, and hung on rope under the eaves to dry, and when the time came, she put them in the cellar and ate them whenever she wanted.

Qiao Guangfa found a person who built a house to come to see the foundation, circled two acres of land on the other side of the river near the river, found someone to calculate a good day and an auspicious day, and began to dig the foundation.

Fifty taels can actually build several blue brick and tile houses, since they have all been built, Qiao Mo'er gritted her teeth, and simply in addition to the big warehouse where she put things, let people even build the yard where she lives, and it doesn't need to be very luxurious, just enough for one person in the family.

And she herself studied the set of molds that Ge Yong had already sent, flour, sugar, eggs, oil, fillings, etc. were ready, and Qiao Mo'er decided to try to make moon cakes first.

In the past, she only watched others do it, and she only knew the process and practice, but now that she does it herself, she knows what it means to be 'easy to look at but difficult to do'.

The skin of the mooncake was difficult to get, so in the end, she pulled Han with her, studied it for a day, and failed, wasting a lot of sugar, flour and eggs.

But she has never been a person who abandons the base, and if she does it, the family can start a pastry business in the future, so the next morning, as soon as she got up from bed, Qiao Mo'er went into the kitchen again. 69 school bags

After another day of unremitting hard work, she and Han finally made a few! There is no oven, you can only steam in the pot, the heat is extremely important, Qiao Moer is nervous when the fire is burned, afraid of failure again.

When the pot came out, when the lid of the pot was opened, the smell of steamed eggs came out, and the mold that Qiao Mo'er asked Ge Yong to create was rose-shaped and star-shaped, and the brand was very good-looking.

She picked out a star-shaped mooncake and cut it into small portions with a knife, the egg yolk in it almost blended with the noodles, and the taste was more fishy than the egg.

"Failed again."

"It's already delicious." Looking at Qiao Mo'er, who was sitting in the stove with weak energy, Han smiled and comforted her, "This kind of delicate pastry is something that only big families can afford, and they have special cooks to make it, so it's very good that we can make it like this." ”

Han Shi was telling the truth, but her sentence of 'special cook' made Qiao Mo'er have a flash of inspiration.

"Mother, I'll go out." Without waiting for Han to react, Qiao Mo'er wrapped two egg yolk mooncakes she made in oiled paper and went out of the door and ran to the school.

They can't afford to hire a cook at home, but there is one ready-made...

"What's wrong with Miss Mo'er?"

In the small courtyard next to the school, Qianshan and Mo Yan were playing chess, and Anai was holding the book and watching it with relish.

Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps, I looked up and saw Qiao Mo'er propped up on the door with one hand and the other on her waist, panting for breath, and hurriedly greeted her.

"It's nothing, I'm running a little harder." After relieving herself and glancing at Qianshan and Mo Yan, Qiao Mo'er pulled the hem of Anai's clothes and said in a low voice, "Aunt Pang is not here?" "Aunt Pang is the cook on Mr. Kong's side.