Chapter 107: Bean Paste Potato Cake
Because Ren Yue appeared in the hospital inexplicably before, Ren Yan was a bit of a soldier, and he would sit in the car with his clothes in his hands, ignoring him, until someone outside muttered how it was a woman.
The man stopped, and she pushed the door and got out of the car.
The person who was pressed to the ground jumped up with his hat in his hand, shouting in a sharp voice, with the power to swallow mountains and rivers: "Who are you, why did you kidnap my senior sister, let her go quickly, otherwise the master will send you to see the king of Hades!" β
"Xiaomei?"
"Senior Sister Ren!"
Ren Yanguang heard the familiar voice, and before she could see the person clearly, Xiao Mei who rushed over hit the car door, and the little girl hugged her waist with her black and purple face: "Senior sister, I found you, I want to kill me!" β
The waist and eyes were holding the door handle of the car, and Ren Yan choked in pain, and reluctantly patted her back: "You get up first." β
"Oh."
The little girl was wearing a long trouser gown with a yellow earthy body, and her face was smeared like a mud monkey, leaving only two big eyes and bones to wander around, and Yile squeezed out her pointed jaw, making her face even smaller.
"Seventh Masterβ"
Xiao Mei waved behind her, nodding like a tumbler, her face was full of smiles, her voice trembled, shy and surprised.
Ren Yan turned his head -
Gu Tingwen was in a hurry, and his breath was unsteady, so he stood there and stroked his collar, and covered up the embarrassment on his face before bowing his head to Xiao Mei.
"I'm looking for my dad." got into the car, and the little girl's first sentence made her intention clear, "What did you say about visiting friends in Shanghai, and my mother believed him, is he hospitalized again?" β
The car was not very steady, shaking her words into several petals, Ren Yan was also uneasy, and dealt with it with a smile: "Master is an old cold leg, seeing that the weather is cold, and there are recurrent illnesses, if you run out of Wuxi alone, he will not recover." β
Xiao Mei scoffed: "I mainly don't want to go to school with Wuxi anymore, Qingxiao grew up in Beijing, and I'm not used to going outside, so I want to work here, so it's closer to my father." β
"If you don't study, what kind of work are you going to do?"
"Cook, just like you."
Xiao Mei saw that she didn't put this matter at ease, and was a little unhappy: "Senior sister, you can't look down on me, my dad is a cook, where can I be worse, and I will also be a celebrity chef in the future!" β
Ren Yan looked at her with a smile: "I can look down on you, but you have to read the book first." β
Xiao Mei squinted at her: "You haven't read yet, and you're not famous in Beijing, my classmates envy you, and my master should make them envious!" β
The little girl is full of enthusiasm, and it is not easy for Ren Yan to pour cold water on her head. Besides, she didn't read many books, isn't she, isn't this trying to make up for it?
But Xiao Mei didn't want to listen, she wanted to go to Hongpheasant Hall to be a cook, seeing that she didn't agree, she leaned her head against the back of the seat and begged Gu Tingwen in the front seat: "Seventh Master and Seventh Master, just let me go, you have let your senior sister enter Hongpheasant Hall, you can't favor one over the other." β
The car stopped in front of the hospital, and Gu Tingwen didn't accept her charge at all: "Wait for your father to wake up and ask his opinion." β
"Where does he have an opinion, what can I do if I say a few more words...... Hey, isn't it an old cold leg, fainting in pain? β
She jumped up and down into the ward, looked around the corridor, listened to Dr. Yang's explanation to Gu Tingwen, didn't understand, turned her head and asked Ren Yan: "What is he talking about, what is wrong with my father?" β
Ren Yan vaguely listened to the bullet penetrating, seventy-two hours of danger, awake; Finally, he glanced at Xiao Mei, nodded helplessly, and said as soon as possible.
The little girl was allowed to visit the patient.
Ren Yan sat on the bench and asked, "When you arrive in Beijing, will Master Xiao still be in danger?" β
Gu Tingwen was noncommittal: "He was allowed to leave that day because of the danger, and now it seems that Wuxi and Shanghai are not safe." β
Ren Yan thought for a while: "Wuxi is far away, if there is an accident, we will not have time to help." Now that Xiaomei is also here, I am afraid that no one will be able to leave it for a while. β
He shook her hand and didn't let go: "It's to trouble you." β
She smiled: "She is the master's girl, and I should take care of her; Besides, the owner of Hongpheasant Hall is not me, since I intend to stay, this favor is the seventh master. β
He looked at her, his hand tightened, and he was smiling: "There is no difference between mine and yours. β
Ren Yan's face was hot, looking into his eyes, he was curious: "Before, I really didn't have a good time with other girls?" β
Joke questioning.
He replied very seriously: "Never." β
He let go of her hand and placed it on her lap, then got up.
In the ward, Xiao Mei was opening the door and coming out, and she saw her injured father, and she was very depressed: "Why did you fall and get hurt, and you fell so hard?" β
Ren Yan took her in his arms and patted her on the shoulder.
The time to visit Xiao Tong was not long, and he only had time to thank them for tolerating Xiao Mei's willfulness, so he fell asleep due to physical exhaustion. The little girl stood at the door of the ward for a long time before she reluctantly left.
Gu Tingwen sent them home, and ordered someone to send some things, but they never showed up again.
Xiao Mei called her mother who was far away in Wuxi, and cooked dinner for her father in the kitchen. Ren Yan accompanied her to the hospital again, and stayed until late at night to bring people back.
Xiao Mei woke up earlier than her at dawn, changed into a beautiful dress and woolen jacket, wore round-scaled shoes, and tied her long curly hair into a pinch bow: "Is it good-looking?" β
Ren Yan nodded, she was more beautiful than Hua Jiao, and she was talking about her age.
"Follow me, or go to the Red Case?" While busy with the breakfast of the two, she asked Xiao Mei about her plans.
Red bean paste and powdered sugar are the stuffing that was fried and dried in vegetable oil earlier, and the sweet potato is a big bag bought in the East Market during the outing yesterday.
Xiao Mei pouted in the mirror: "Go to the red case, I want to get ahead, how can I grab land with my father?" Oops, I'm so busy that I'm choking on fire. β
Ren Yan entered the room, opened a small lipstick in a drawer, and stuffed a box of Vaseline into her hand.
Xiao Mei's eyes lit up: "It's all foreign goods, senior sister, do you cooks have face like this?" I can buy it in the future, and I don't have to ask my mom for pocket money anymore. β
She moistened her lips and muttered complaints, and every time she was lavish, she would make her mother a lot of trouble.
Ren Yan shook his head with a smile: "I sent it from a friend, and I haven't used it." β
Usually, Cheng Huiyu not only sent someone to send her snacks and meals, but also some imported cosmetics, rouge gouache, sesame oil balm, and some flowers and dew.
Most of them have never been opened, she is reluctant to leave it, and now Xiao Mei is here, it is very good-looking.
Ren Yan looked at it with a smile for a long time, lowered his head and filled the reconciled Jiang rice noodles, mixed the sweet potato lard and alkaline water in the basin, kneaded it evenly and divided it into several small pieces, pressed it flat, wrapped it into bean paste, and pressed it into small cakes.
The small cakes were wrapped in chicken eggs, placed on an iron plate brushed with vegetable oil, and placed in the oven.
The oven was bought by a foreigner dim sum chef in the trust club some time ago, arm length, and the crystal door can be opened; The snacks that need to be baked are stuffed in an iron plate and the oven is set on the fire.
The hearth is burned with firewood sticks, and the wood-burning stone stove is more particular.
The bottom of the furnace is paved with stone slabs, and the heart of the chamber is made of solid bricks. A charcoal fire is burned under the slate, and the baked snacks are resting in the hearth, and the flue behind the smoke lighter bricks is drilled out.
It cost her almost half of her savings to change the oven, and it was interesting to move it to the stove like this; It's much better than a roast duck box, and there's no need to flip the duck over a hot wood fire with a big stick.
Xiao Mei was hooked by the sweetness of the dim sum, and the Vaseline in the iron box was pulled out by her in a big dimple, and Ren Yan gave her a hand: "Stand farther away, don't burn, and turn around and bake the paste again." β
She pouted: "Do you feel sorry for me, or do you feel sorry for the ointment?" β
Ren Yan looked at her seriously: "Ointment." β
Angry, Xiao Mei dug a finger fiercely, wiped it on the back of her hand, wiped it evenly, and sighed: "Senior sister, why don't you make these creams and your lips are still so moist?" β
After finishing speaking, he came over and smashed Ren Yan's elbow again: "Hey, I talk to the seventh master every day, is your mouth really not dry?" β
Ren Yan's heart trembled, and he looked at her strangely, not very comfortable: "If you don't say anything, you will naturally not get angry!" β
Xiao Mei snorted angrily: "Women should be careful!" If you don't say it, I also know that the seventh master is fake and serious, and you are also fake and serious! β
The man who was false and serious had already come, sitting under the porch and reading the newspaper, not knowing whether he had heard it or not.
Ren Yan pouted outside, Xiao Mei glanced at it, and went into the house in a gray manner.
After breakfast, Gu Tingwen sent the two to Honghentang.
Parking at the corner of the street, Xiao Mei ran first: "Seventh master, senior sister, wait for my letter!" β
In the morning, she made the two of them embarrassed by her cold words, and Ren Yan rubbed her sleeves: "I'll go first." β
Gu Tingwen looked at her funny: "Don't care, the child is older." β
Half a sentence, half a sentence, Ren Yan cleared his throat and glared at him.
He turned to go, but he pulled the sleeve of his shirt.
People came and went, he saw that she was embarrassed and let go, his eyes slipped on her lips, and he still smiled: "Goodbye." β
Hell!
She covered her mouth and entered the Pheasant Hall like a gust of wind.
Before the middle of the day, the news of Senior Brother Yang came, and a new female apprentice was accepted in the red case, and the little girl was happy as soon as she opened her mouth, which was very pleasing.
Senior Brother Yang deliberately squeezed Ren Yan: "Xiaomei is half a year younger than you, in a few days, junior sister, you will become an old gangster!" β
Ren Yan rubbed the flour to paste his face, and the big old man was so frightened that he turned around and ran.
She smiled wildly behind her.
The master is a master, and the girls he cultivates are not inferior; Although the master doesn't work with the Hongpheasant Hall anymore, there will be no Xiao Mei in the future.
She was happy, but Du Liren's heart was so uncomfortable as if he had twisted the handle of the knife, a Ren Yan was enough for his brain to twitch, and he was even more clever, he was so angry, and he gave the girl a call to smash coal.
Ordinary Xiao Mei is squeamish, and she didn't see any problems as an apprentice. Ren Yan took the time to go to the backyard for a stroll, and the little girl covered her father's wide coat and was holding a small hammer to smash it vigorously.
Very good!
A promising little girl who can bend and stretch!
Ren Yan happily walked back.
Four days passed like this, and on the fifth day, the little girl didn't know how to be anxious. After a long time, he rushed into the back kitchen with a hammer, grabbed Du Liren's coat collar and wanted to open a hole in the head.
When Ren Yan heard that Xin'er arrived, he stood on the dry shore and looked at the following, but no one dared to go up to persuade him.