"I was afraid of disturbing the general, so I copied them all, and I wanted to ask for advice when the general was free." Mo Li said cautiously.

"Go get it, I'm free now." Murong Chu's brows stretched, it seemed that she was quite obedient and didn't ask others.

Mo Li brought the book and two pages of rice paper full of words, Murong Chu picked up the paper, the words on it were written casually, but the handwriting was upright in Juanxiu. couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Mo Li: "You wrote all this?" ”

"Well, I wrote it down." Mo Li nodded, she practiced calligraphy with her grandfather since she was a child, although she had never participated in any calligraphy competitions, but she could still handle the words.

"Come and sit down." Murong Chu pointed to the empty chair in front of the bookcase, and after Mo Li sat down, he began to explain to her one by one.

Murong Chu spoke very patiently and meticulously, not only explaining the pronunciation and meaning of the words clearly, but even telling the source and allusions. This gave Mo Li a new understanding of him, he thought he was just a military general, only studying the art of war, but he didn't expect that in addition to the art of war, he also had a lot of research on poetry classics.

"General, I didn't expect you to be so brilliant." Mo Li praised sincerely.

Murong Chu just indifferently hooked the corners of his lips: "It's just that I read some books when I was young." ”

"Where have you just read some books, if Achu is off the exam, those champions and leaders will have to stand aside." As the curtain was opened, Mu Qingyun's white figure shook in.

"Why are you here?" Murong Chu put down the book in his hand and asked.

Mu Qingyun glanced at Mo Li: "I heard that Shopkeeper Zhao came in the afternoon, come and ask him what he is doing." ”

Mo Li couldn't help but smile and tilted her head to stare at him and asked, "Are you finally willing to talk to me?" ”

Mu Qingyun said with an arrogant look on his face: "No matter what, there is still my twenty percent dividend, of course I have to care about it." ”

Mo Li knew that he was looking for the bottom of the stairs by himself, and he didn't break it, so he smiled and said, "The crab yolk eggs are selling well, and the shopkeeper Zhao came to ask if the next batch could be delivered in advance." ”

"Xiao Lili, so we will make more money in the future?" Mu Qingyun's eyes lit up, and his attitude was as full of ...... as before Ruffian.

"Do you still care about such a little money?" Murong Chu laughed.

Mu Qingyun glared at him: "Who still thinks that money bites too much?" Besides, Xiao Lili said that this is just an attempt, and the days of making a lot of money are ahead. ”

"Oh? It turns out that Mu Qingyun is a junior! Mo Li teased, although she knew that the other two didn't understand what Xiao San meant, it didn't prevent her from entertaining herself.

"Yes, I'm a junior, and I have two older brothers above me, what's wrong?" Mu Qingyun was surprised.

Seeing Mu Qingyun's serious look, Mo Li couldn't help laughing, and laughed so hard that the two men present looked at her with an idiot look, before rubbing his sore stomach and saying, "It's nothing, I just think the title of junior is quite suitable for you." ”

Because of this statement, Mo Li and Mu Qingyun were relieved of their previous suspicions and resumed normal diplomatic relations. The two went to Lotus Village twice more and came back with some wild duck eggs. It's just that it's the middle of winter now, although it's not as cold as the north where Mo Li lived in his last life, but it's also a cold wind, and there are few wild ducks, and naturally the number of duck eggs will not be very large. Fortunately, the price given by Mo Li was high, and the villagers were still willing to brave the cold wind to look for it in the reeds.

After the duck eggs were purchased, Mu Qingyun's work was completed, and Mo Li was busy dividing the duck eggs into two parts with Ershun, marinating the large portions into the jar and wrapping the small portions with mud to make Songhua eggs. Only a small part of it was done because Mo Li was not proficient in the practice of Songhua eggs, and only did it from memory. When I was a child, my grandmother would always make these two things, but Mo Li didn't like the dirty mud on the outside of the Songhua eggs, so she rarely tried them, but she still had an impression of the process.

When the second batch of salted duck eggs was pickled, it had entered the wax moon, and the first batch of Songhua eggs that had been successfully tested came out at the same time. Mo Li asked the craftsmen in the camp to help her make the egg cutter in her impression, in fact, this thing is not complicated, first put a groove matching the size of a duck egg on a wooden plank, evenly cut the groove into a horizontal grid hollowout, and then add a piece of hollowed out in the middle to install a tough silk thread.

Murong Chu looked at the sliced pine flower egg for a long time before he took a slice at Mo Li's instigation, frowned and carefully took a bite, then took another bite, and then simply stuffed the remaining half into his mouth.

Mo Li couldn't help but laugh when he looked at his awkward appearance: "General, it's delicious, right?" ”

"Well, it's fine. The taste is special, is this also made with duck eggs? "Murong Chu, under the leadership of Mo Li, has now completely abandoned the excellent quality of "eating without words".

"Yes, the general will try some balsamic vinegar again."

"What's the name of this thing?"

"Songhua eggs are also called eggs, preserved eggs, and gray eggs, but I still like the name Songhua eggs the most."

"Is it because of the pattern on the egg white?"

"Yes, the whole egg can be seen more clearly, the egg white is like amber, and there is a pine flower in it."

"Then why not just call it an amber egg?"

"That's a good idea, if that's the case, can't the preserved egg tofu be called white jade amber!" Mo Li's eyes lit up, "General, you are so smart!" ”

Murong Chu really couldn't understand how he was too smart when he casually said an amber egg, but it was not bad to be praised for being smart. Immediately ate the remaining slices of Songhua eggs.

"Go get another one." Murong Chu was still unsatisfied, and raised his eyes to look at Mo Li.

Mo Li looked at the empty small plate and twitched the corner of his mouth: "General, I was killed by you before I could do it." ”

"Didn't you say that you should go get another one, I'll only eat half of it, and I'll give you the rest."

"General, it's not that I won't give you food. Songhua eggs are high in lead, so they should not be eaten more. ”

"Lead content? Forget it, if you don't eat it, you won't eat it. "What the hell is the lead content Murong Chu doesn't know, but since Mo Li said so, it must be reasonable.

Mo Li did not rush to recommend Songhua eggs to Shopkeeper Zhao, but regarded the first batch of finished products as ingredients, so white jade amber and amber silver silk porridge are, to put it bluntly, preserved egg tofu and preserved egg lean porridge. After the second batch of Songhua eggs was ready, they were given to Zhao's shopkeeper along with these two recipes.

After finishing these, it is already the twentieth month of the lunar month, and although the soldiers cannot go home, the barracks have also begun to be lively, and everyone is busy preparing for the New Year. Mo Li took up Murong Chu's bookcase, cut the red paper into squares and long strips, and prepared to write blessing characters and spring couplets.

Murong Chu came back from the big tent of the Chinese army, and saw Mo Li holding a pen in one hand and frowning with the other. On one side of the bookcase, there are a few written blessing characters, and there are a few crumpled red papers on the ground.