After getting Qiao Jinyu's birthday and sending a few people to Zhao's mansion, Steward Zhao turned his head and went to find the most famous fortune teller in the city, and gave her and Zhao Kuo's birthday eight characters to the fortune teller, and married the two of them.

The fortune teller deduced and calculated for a while, and finally approved the eight big characters - the match made in heaven for the good fortune of gold and jade, and selected the eighth day of June of the next year as the auspicious day for the two to achieve a good relationship.

After getting the result, Steward Zhao happily returned home with the fortune teller's comments and immediately informed the Yan family.

When Yan heard the news, he laughed excitedly a few times, alarming Zhao Kuo in the courtyard next door.

"Haha! I said that the two of them are very compatible, they are a natural pair, and now even the fortune teller has said so, that is, he didn't run away. ”

Zhao Kuo walked into Yan's bedroom and saw her holding a piece of paper and smiling from ear to ear.

"Mother, why are you smiling so happily?"

Yan looked at the people walking towards him, and the folds in the corners of his eyes smiled.

"Kuo'er, your Uncle Zhao just took the eight characters of you and Jinyu's girl to find a fortune teller to get married."

"That gentleman said, you and Jinyu are a match made in heaven, can my mother be unhappy?"

Zhao Kuo was not as excited as Yan, but he was very satisfied with the fortune teller's comments in his heart.

He nodded and asked, "Did that person say when the wedding date is appropriate?" ”

"The eighth day of June next year!"

"It's been ...... so long," Zhao Kuo muttered in a low voice, and Zhao Kuo said again: "But it's okay, now I will start measuring and customizing the wedding dress, and it will be almost ready by May." ”

"Mother, you find a free time to measure the size for Jinyu, and after the measurement, let someone send it back to Beijing, let the second uncle and them sew the wedding dress Zhang Luo Xiuniang, and by the way, also make some clothes for Jinyu to change clothes for the four seasons."

"Okay, I'll measure the size of Jinyu's girl tonight, and Ming'er will send a letter to Beijing and let your second uncle Zhang Luo sew it." Yan chuckled.

Xindao knew that her family knew that it hurt people before she got married, and it was in vain for her careful teaching over the years.

The wedding date of the two was set, and the boiler that Qiao Jinyu found someone to customize here was also made and sent to Qiao's house.

The family discussed whether to find someone to calculate, and it would be better to open one day.

After discussing and discussing, the family finally decided to start selling steamed buns on that day as long as it didn't snow two days later.

On such an important day, Qiao Jinyu naturally had to come to help.

After she mixed the stuffing of the buns, she helped Qiao Dazhu and Du Shi push the cart to the place she had chosen before.

Du Shi chose the most popular Mingxuan Street, which is the street where the Spring and Autumn Restaurant is located.

It didn't snow that day, and there were a lot of pedestrians on the street, and after a few people set up their stalls, Du Shi opened the valve of the boiler, and the fire in the stove gradually became brighter.

After washing their hands with water and drying their hands, Qiao Dazhu and Du Shi began to twist the dough and wrap the buns one by one.

On such an important day, Qiao Jinyu naturally had to come to help.

After she mixed the stuffing of the buns, she helped Qiao Dazhu and Du Shi push the cart to the place she had chosen before.

Du Shi chose the most popular Mingxuan Street, which is the street where the Spring and Autumn Restaurant is located.

It didn't snow that day, and there were a lot of pedestrians on the street, and after a few people set up their stalls, Du Shi opened the valve of the boiler, and the fire in the stove gradually became brighter.

After washing their hands with water and drying their hands, Qiao Dazhu and Du Shi began to twist the dough and wrap the buns one by one.