Aunt Zhao laughed when she heard Peach Blossom's childish words on the side.

"Okay, you are still showing off to others like a child, but Miss Qi Ling, I really want to thank you, you don't know that when you eat at noon, what your Uncle Zhao said is already the sum of what he has talked to me and Peach Blossom in the past few years."

Aunt Zhao said this, her eyes were red again.

"Aunt Zhao, Uncle Zhao will only get better and better in the future, don't worry, I talked to him today, and found that he actually knows everything in his heart, but he doesn't say it, and the two of you will communicate more with him in the future." Qi Ling admonished.

"I think Uncle Zhao's cooking skills at noon are very good, even if he can't do red and white cases for others in the future, he can open a small food stall or something."

Qi Ling was inspired by someone to eat at noon, and at noon, someone directly poured the big messy stew on the rice, and ate it with relish.

Therefore, Qi Ling felt that if Uncle Zhao recovered from his illness, he could sell rice bowls instead.

Who hasn't eaten rice bowl in modern times? A serving of rice, there can be many patterns on it, beef rice bowl, potato rice bowl, green pepper fried shredded pork rice bowl, in short, it can be accompanied by any dish, a small dish with thick soup is eaten with rice, although it is simple, but it can also be very delicious.

Who doesn't sell this in the small restaurants on the streets and alleys, occasionally the parents are not at home when they go out, and Qi Ling also likes to call the rice bowl the most outside, so it can be said that he never gets tired of eating.

And it is very simple for Uncle Zhao to make this, he can steam the rice at home, fry a few large pots of vegetables, and send it to the market after it is ready.

The bazaar is actually a small town, a place to buy and sell things from several nearby villages, so there are a lot of people all day long.

When the time comes, Uncle Zhao finds a small stall, sets up a few tables, and you can start buying and selling, the cost of rice bowls is not high, the price of a meal is low, many people who go to the town to work are reluctant to go to the restaurant, you can go to Uncle Zhao to buy a rice bowl, there are both rice and vegetables, not to mention how affordable it is.

This is a business that Qi Ling envisioned for Uncle Zhao, of course, what will happen in the end, he still has to wait until he recovers from his illness and make his own decision.

Hearing Qi Ling say that they could open a food stall, Aunt Zhao and Peach Blossom's eyes lit up, they had never thought about it in this regard, but when they heard Qi Ling mention it, they felt more and more that it was a good idea.

"By the way, Peach Blossom, how many flowers did you pick in the morning?"

Qi Ling originally came to ask about the progress of the workshop, so he chatted for a while, and finally got down to business.

"Each of us picked up a big cloth bag, and then sent it back twice, and each picked up half a bag."

Since Qi Ling said that she would hand over the flower picking to Peach Blossom, she paid attention to it, and she naturally knew it in her heart.

"Well, yes, the sun is shining in the afternoon, you wait until the sun is not so dry, and it's not too late to go, and there are peach blossoms, you wear a cloth on your head, so as not to get tanned."

Qi Ling was afraid that he would pick the flowers for a few days when the time came, and he dried back the little white that the peach blossoms had recently been raised with great difficulty.

Hearing that it would tan, Peach Blossom nodded hurriedly and asked Aunt Zhao to find a cloth for herself to cover her head.

Qi Ling went to see the wild jasmine drying in the yard again, the sun was in full bloom at noon, and the wild jasmine was dried and dried, and it was ready to start making gouache.

At this time, most of the people in the village had already had lunch, and a few people working in Qiling's small workshop thought that they would be paid after finishing their work in the afternoon, so they didn't rest at home for a while, so they came to work together.

Except for the white lotus lotus, everyone else came one after another.

Peach Blossom told the others what Qi Ling had just told him that more sun would darken.

They are all women, who doesn't love beauty, not to mention that this dynasty regards white as beauty, so everyone borrowed a piece of cloth from Aunt Zhao first and put it on their heads, and they were also afraid of being tanned.

Peach Blossom led the people up the mountain to pick flowers, but Qi Ling called the few who stayed at home to his side and taught them how to deal with wild jasmine.

"Come, look at this black flower seed of wild jasmine, you can take it off by hand, or you can sift it out with a sieve, and then be careful to break it, is there a silver-white thing in it, this is called a flower embryo."

Qi Ling held a flower seed in her hand and demonstrated it to several women, she moved softly and spoke extremely slowly, just to teach these people.

The few people around her, hearing her say this, each of them held one in their hands and did what Qi Ling Sect had just done.

Seeing that someone broke the flower seed directly because of too much strength, Qi Ling hurriedly corrected her and asked her to move lightly.

After finally seeing everyone take out the flower embryos, Qi Ling began the next step of teaching.

"Then, let's take off this layer of yellow stuff wrapped around this flower embryo, and what we get in the end is what we need, do you understand?"

Everyone tried again, and everyone had a small white germ lying in their palms.

"This is really a delicate job," said one of the aunts.

"That's not it, we are not as meticulous as Miss Qi Ling when we do these actions with great scruffy."

Qi Ling saw that they had all learned, but their movements were relatively slow, so he encouraged them and said: "This is just like your embroidery, practice makes perfect, and if you do more, you will naturally become proficient, don't worry." ”

She herself sat down next to the small half-bucket of red and blue flower mud that they had smashed in the morning, and took a coarse cloth as a sieve, squeezed out the red and blue flower juice little by little, and put it in another bucket.

Several people were speechless for a while, and they were all doing things silently.

At this time, Hexiang suddenly walked in from outside the door.

She's not stupid, she comes to work at noon, how sunny it should be.

She felt that as long as she came in the afternoon and worked anyway, she could receive a day's wages, so why bother so hard. So when her stepmother urged her to come to work at home, she pretended not to hear it, and slowly went out of the house until the sun was not so hot.

Qi Ling was busy with the work in his hands, and he didn't want to argue with her, so he told her that everyone was picking flowers on the hillside, and asked her to hurry up with the cloth bag.

Hexiang's eyes rolled, and she had another plan, she walked slowly along the way, took two steps and rested for a while, and when she arrived on the hillside leisurely, the peach blossoms had already taken everyone to pick most of their pockets.

After picking for a while, everyone's cloth bags were basically full, and Peach Blossom sent someone to send flowers home, and she also handed over her own cloth bag that was only half full.

Peach Blossom didn't speak, and after taking it, let the others rest here for a while, and personally take someone to send it home.

"Sister Ling, look at the lotus incense, everyone else picked a big cloth bag, and she picked this one."

Peach Blossom complained to Qi Ling when she returned home.