When Lin Lan returned to the pastry shop, she deliberately rode from the vegetable market and bought two handfuls of fresh and tender Duanyang essential dishes, put the Chinese vegetables in the vegetable basket, and four old hemp ducks hung in the back seat of the car, and bought a bunch of mushrooms and put them in the back of the sandwich before returning to the pastry shop.

Before seven o'clock, the number of people buying vegetables gradually increased, which may be the reason why Lin Lan's zongzi have a complete taste, and there are more people who come to buy zongzi than yesterday.

There are also many old customers who have bought Lin Lan's zongzi in the eucalyptus forest and come to patronize again.

Qiaohui and Tong Xinglan were both relieved, and the little boss of the steamed bun shop opposite walked over with a smile and looked at Tong Xinglan: "Sister, it's still your family's business is good." ”

Tong Xinglan rolled her eyes at him, and said angrily: "What's your business with good business?" ”

The little boss smiled at her good-naturedly: "Sister, don't be like this, there are so many people in Dongshi, they can't grab your business." ”

"Humph! Too lazy to pay attention to you. Tong Xinglan glanced at him, turned around and entered the store.

Seeing that Tong Xinglan was gone, the little boss asked Qiaohui with a red face: "Eldest sister, is she your sister?" ”

"I'm not your eldest sister, I'm your eldest sister! Ha poke poke. Qiaohui sat down on the stool and ignored him.

At noon, Zhigang came back from the stall, Lin Lan asked him to kill two ducks, and two more for him to send back to Lexing to raise, and tomorrow to send the Duanyang Festival gift back to the opposite side with a smile from the little boss, while talking to the people opposite, and looking at Tong Xinglan in the pastry shop from time to time.

Qiao Hui beckoned to Tong Xinglan in the store, waited for her to come out and said, "I look at the steamed bun opposite, eighty percent is interesting to you." ”

Tong Xinglan glanced at the opposite side, saw the steamed bun and looked at it with a smile, turned his head and said, "Don't say it, the kid on the other side is white and fat, and he looks like a steamed bun." ”

Qiaohui glanced at her and joked with a smile: "You won't also take a fancy to that steamed bun, will you?" ”

"I don't like steamed buns." Tong Xinglan said, turned around and walked towards the store.

In the afternoon, three units came to pick up the set zongzi.

The zongzi were also wrapped, Lin Lan sent the salary to a few aunts, and another person sent a few zongzi, and several aunts happily carried the zongzi away.

Qiao Hui looked at the zongzi in the basket and sighed: "Alas, it's finally finished, I used to think that the zongzi leaves were fragrant and pleasant, but after smelling them for a few days, I didn't even like to eat them." ”

Lin Yuezhen smiled and gestured at her: "This is how Shao Xiqi came. There are a lot of things, and no matter how delicious things are, they don't feel rare. ”

Tong Xinglan said: "That is, after coming to my cousin, the rarest rice candy I used to have, Saqima is not rare." ”

Lin Lan said with a smile: "I'll change your taste today, and we'll stew Shanzhen duck soup in the evening." ”

Tong Xinglan smiled: "Okay, have a good meal tonight." ”

Lin Lan took out the miscellaneous mushrooms she bought from the back of the clip, and after Qiaohui looked at it, she said that there were still a few porcini mushrooms and morels in it.

There was a lot of yellow mud and humus sticking to the fresh mushrooms, and the three of them scraped and washed the mushrooms for later use.

The old duck chopped into large pieces of cold water and put it into the pot, poured some wine and blanched it in it. Blanch the water and rinse twice with water and put it in a casserole.

Put in ginger slices, a pinch of wolfberry, an appropriate amount of salt, a handful of green onions, and then put more than a dozen pieces of ham in the pot, simmer for half an hour after boiling over high heat, then pour the mushrooms into the casserole, and slowly simmer over low heat after boiling over high heat.

Lin Lan looked at the time, it was past six o'clock, Li Xiangyang hadn't come back yet, she felt that he might not be able to come back.

After a while, Zhigang, Lao Li and Xiaodouzi also came here.

I saw that there was still a stove in front of the store, and there were not many zongzi in the pot.

Lin Lan told Lao Li that this year's business is much better than last year, and there may not be such a good business next year.

Lao Li also saw the row of stoves placed in front of the restaurant and steamed bun shop opposite, and said with a smile: "This is how business is done, and there will be more people following the trend next year." ”

Lin Lan thinks so.

A few people went to the backyard, and Xiaodouzi looked at the zongzi in the basket curiously: "Wow! You guys are so good, you have wrapped so many zongzi. ”

Tong Xinglan smiled and pinched his nose: "Xiaodouzi, my cousin told you that these zongzi were not made by us, but by the snail girl." ”

After hearing this, Xiaodouzi shook her head again and again: "My cousin lied to people, and my mother said that the snail girl is a myth." ”

"Clever!" Lin Lan smiled and rubbed his head, "Cousin thinks that our little bean is young, so she wants to deceive others." ”

The praised little bean looked at Lin Lan happily: "Mom, my grandmother said that she likes to eat the red rice dumplings you wrapped, is there anything else?" ”

"There are more than a dozen left, in the refrigerator, and I will bring them back to my wife later."

Lin Lan put the casserole on the table, lifted the lid of the casserole, and a fresh fragrance wafted out: "Dad, I bought an old duck and some mushrooms, and stewed a pot of old duck mushroom soup." ”

"I also bought two ducks, and there are things to send to the Dragon Boat Festival, if you don't rush back tomorrow, you are the only one who will give a gift to your in-laws, and you can't help it."

"Thank you, Dad, Mom and Dad know that Xiangyang has something to do, and they won't mind."

"Okay, tell your dad, when Xiangyang comes back, I'll go to him to drink and play chess."

"Hmm!"

Lin Lan patted a few garlic cloves and a few dried sea peppers into the pot, stir-fried twice, poured the Chinese vegetables into the pot, and stir-fried a few times on high heat and put them out of the pot and put them on the plate.

Cold pork ears, old hemp duck stewed mushrooms, a large plate of garlic and fragrant Chinese vegetables, everyone felt enjoyable after eating.

Lao Li had eaten and left with Xiaodouzi and Zhigang, and Lin Lan stayed to continue cooking zongzi.

After getting dark, Lin Lan closed the door, and after taking Qiaohui and the two of them to put the zongzi into the pot, the three of them took turns to rest.

Just after twelve o'clock, Lin Lan leaned on the bamboo chair and waited for the zongzi to come out of the pot, and suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside, and listened carefully that it was Li Xiangyang shouting.

Lin Lan pulled out the latch of the door, and when she opened the door, she saw Li Xiangyang standing at the door, looking at her with bright eyes: "Wife, I'm back." ”

"How do you know I'm here?" Lin Lan looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

Li Xiangyang stretched out his hand and took her in his arms, "I miss you." Uncle Da sent me home, and Dad said you are here, and I took a shower and rode over. ”

In an instant, the warm lips had already covered up, and Lin Lan's unspoken words were blocked between her lips and tongue.

After a while, Lin Lan looked up at Li Xiangyang, "Are you hungry?" There are zongzi in it. ”

"Hungry." Li Xiangyang pinched her hand, and Lin Lan blushed and pinched the soft flesh on his waist.

Li Xiangyang held her hand, and the two walked to the backyard together, and as soon as they entered the backyard, they smelled the fragrance of zongzi: "Wife, it's time here, you're still cooking zongzi, don't you sleep?" ”

The old man said that this year's zongzi business was good, and Lin Lan was busy for a few days and didn't sleep well.

"Slept. Qiaohui and I take shifts, this pot is still half an hour, scoop it up and pour another pot of zongzi into it, and it will be Xinglan's turn. ”

"Okay, let's go home together when it's cooked."

"I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."