After reading the book, the address of [Wanbenshen Station]: Avoid the pain of chasing books!

"Okay, if there's any, you can send them all over."

Ye Tingcheng had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but he didn't ask this merchant to find the hawthorn back for her.

After all, although the hawthorn grows there, no one knows if there will be an accident.

"I still say the same thing, no matter how many there are, I want it, I won't let you run errands in vain, and I won't let you keep all the hawthorns at home."

She repeatedly emphasized this, just so that the merchant could put this matter first.

I believe that as long as she can find hawthorn, as long as she is willing to pay the merchant's heart-warming price, he will definitely mobilize the family to go all out to send her a large number of hawthorns.

Just looking at the merchant's expression, the hawthorn forest he found must be not small, and the hawthorn in it must not be less.

Even if the hawthorn trees are large and small, the number of hawthorns that can be produced into a certain scale of hawthorn forests is considerable.

"Don't worry, I'll get back to you as soon as possible."

To say that in comparison, the merchant is more urgent.

If the hawthorn can really be sold at a good price, it is equivalent to his family only making a lot of effort, and he can have a lot of income without even using the capital.

You know, the hawthorn forest he has seen, the forest boss is the boss, he has walked for so long and has not come to the end.

And the hawthorn fruit on the tree, the number is much older.

The fruit of his hawthorn trees is not even as good as the fruit of one of the great hawthorn trees combined.

While thinking that there might be a large amount of input, the merchant said goodbye with a smile, and folded the purchase list given to him by Ye Tingcheng and carefully put it in his sleeve.

Just like when he came, the donkey cart he was driving quickly disappeared from Ye Qingcheng and Ling Xiao's sight.

"If there are really so many hawthorns, I plan to find Sister ***, the people in the shops in the county here."

The number of hawthorns she wants is huge, and she can't make all these hawthorns, and sell them all at the private school.

There must always be a place for diversion, and that place, she also thought about it, that is Jiang Hongling's shop in the county.

It just so happened that Jiang Hongling told her before leaving that one of the shops in the county was a restaurant and one was a dim sum shop.

Maybe we could talk about both, she thought.

Even if she had saved Jiang Hongling, she didn't think about taking this life-saving grace, and asked other restaurants and dim sum shops to accept her hawthorn products.

Friendship is friendship, buying and selling is buying and selling, and she distinguishes it clearly.

However, if it can really be negotiated, it is very likely that these two will give her profits.

If the profit is not big, she will accept it.

"Let's wait until he finds the hawthorn, now let's go back to cooking."

Ye Chengcheng closed the courtyard door and said with a smile.

Whatever her intentions, the premise is that the merchant can find a large number of hawthorns.

Now, she'd better focus on lunch.

Ling Xiao's body is no different from a normal person, so she can rest assured that he can eat what he couldn't eat before.

Since she said that she wanted to cook first, Ling Xiao was also under her command to chop the remaining ribs.

By the time he had finished doing this, the pot of porridge in the kitchen was already filled with the sweet smell of rice mixed with chestnuts, jujubes, walnuts and peanuts, and began to fill the air.

After coming out to cook first, Ye Tingcheng did not immediately make chestnut stewed pork ribs, but first made a silk platter.

She scooped out the boiled rice porridge and put it in a basin, and deliberately served a bowl for Ling Xiao first.

Tell him to make up for it before eating the silk platter and the chestnut stewed pork ribs.

Then she brushed the iron pot, heated the oil, put the yam in the pot, and after frying, took it out and put it aside.

Then put the small potatoes into the pot, fry them over low heat, and wait for the small potatoes to float on the oil surface and change color, then take them out and put them aside for later use.

The next thing is to fry sugar, and there are generally three ways to fry sugar.

One is to use oil when frying, but because the oil transfers heat quickly, the sugar changes quickly when stir-frying, so it is easy to live when stir-frying.

Moreover, you can't put too much oil when stir-frying, if there is too much oil, the dish that wants to be pulled will not be able to hang the sugar, then it is not a silk cabbage.

The second is the water frying method, where an appropriate amount of water is put in the pot first, and then the sugar is heated, and when the sugar is heated and melted, it is stirred with a spoon.

At this time, the sugar will change from large bubbles to small bubbles, and it will be good when the heat is ready.

The third is the water-oil mixing method, put a little water in the pot first, add sugar, melt it after heating, and pour an appropriate amount of oil along the edge of the pot.

It is also stirred while stir-frying, and the oil cannot be too much to prevent the sugar from oiling, and the main ingredient cannot hang the sugar.

However, no matter which of these three you are, you should pay attention to the heat.

If the fire is big, the sugar will quickly change color and fry badly, and if the fire is small, it will be fried for a long time, and it will not be able to turn over the silk.

When frying sugar, you should also prevent the sides of the pot from burning, and if this happens, you should wipe it with a rag in time.

She plans to use the third one, first with a little water and then an appropriate amount of sugar.

Then she stirred it with a spoon, and when the sugar melted away, she poured a little oil along the edge of the pan, and then continued to stir until it slowly bubbled.

In the end, she put the yams and small potatoes in the pot, stir-fried them quickly, and then put them out of the pot and put them on the plate.

As for the hawthorn, Ye Chengcheng put less sugar in the pot, as Ling Xiao requested, only a small amount of sugar was put on him, and even the hawthorn was not completely wrapped.

After doing these three things, she beckoned Ling Xiao to take them out, and then she cleaned the iron pot again and prepared to make chestnut stewed pork ribs.

As usual, the pork ribs are blanched in water, and then they are stewed in a pot with the chestnuts.

Of course, whether it is making hawthorn or chestnut stewed pork ribs, she first combs the hawthorn and the ribs before putting them in the pot.

While waiting for the chestnut stewed pork ribs to be stewed, she also accompanied Ling Xiao to scoop a bowl of rice porridge and drink a bowl of porridge with silk vegetables.

It's just that Ling Xiao eats the most hawthorn, and her favorite is yam and potatoes.

And she didn't eat a hawthorn, but as soon as she saw the hawthorn, she would feel a stream of sour water coming out of her mouth, and there was only one thought in her heart, that is, the hawthorn was too sour.

Of course, in addition to hawthorn, Ling Xiao also ate a lot of yams and small potatoes.

Whether it is a yam or a small potato, it is crispy on the outside and crispy on the inside, and the sugar that comes out is also yellow in color, the silk is long, and it is called a sweet and delicious taste in the mouth, which can be said to be quite good.

No, before the chestnut stewed pork ribs were stewed, Ling Xiao had already eaten two bowls of rice porridge, and by the way, he ate a small plate of silk hawthorn, and also ate a lot of silk yams and small potatoes.

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