Nongmen Xiaofunu’s food guide

Chapter 250 Snowflake Crisp

Song Yue thought about it again and again, and finally prepared a bunch of New Year's gifts for her family before the twelfth lunar month and took them along the waterway. They might not be able to arrive even before the twelfth lunar month.

However, she was relatively stable after arriving in the capital, and it was easier than she expected.

Mainly because of Xie Zhijie's one hundred thousand taels of silver and An Jin's social skills, her business went much smoother and developed faster than expected.

It was exciting to be able to make back my investment a year ago, so I was happy and bought more.

Of course, Cai Die and Zi Lian in Wucheng also have their share, and they have to be lively during the Chinese New Year.

As for those in the capital, they also had to give away, including An Jin's new friends and brothers, as well as the Lu family. Xie Zhijie lived at home, so it didn't have to be so troublesome. Song Yue exchanged some good things for him from the system.

Qingzhu and Xie Zhijie are both part of the guards, and An Jin and Dingxiang are also indispensable.

By the time the gifts were almost gone, it was already the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, and New Year's Eve was only a few days away. Xie Zhijie originally had invitations, but he declined them all and stayed with Song Yue every day, relying on her.

Song Yue also accepted the order.

I don't dislike him for being clingy at all.

The two have always had a good relationship and often talk together, and everyone has gradually gotten used to it.

Qingzhu won't be surprised now, but he will get angry if the two of them get into trouble.

There are a lot of New Year's goods purchased at the end of the year, including snacks. Song Yue will also make some with her own hands, and there are also snowflake pastries that are not available here, making them rare.

"If this thing is put out for sale, it will sell well if it is designated."

After Ding Xiang learned about the income after coming to the capital, she was now full of business knowledge and wanted to sell everything. The money flowed into their Song residence.

Ah Zuo and Ah You were at the side, picking out some good nuts of various kinds to make snowflake cakes later. They all tasted them and thought they were delicious!

It was only after Song Yue succeeded that he started making large quantities of them, "If these things were common, they wouldn't be valuable. These are for gifts, so naturally they cannot be bought outside."

Ding Xiang felt strange after hearing this, "Giving gifts? Who else do you want to give to, girl? Haven't we given away everything we should give?"

Song Yue glanced at her and said with a smile: "There is something special about giving gifts. For example, giving it before a holiday is better than giving it on the day of the holiday. If you give it again on the holiday, it will make people remember you even more."

What to do as a gift? The purpose is not to get closer to each other.

There are so many people giving gifts during the New Year and holidays. Giving them early will show that you already care about the other person. You have prepared the outrageous things early and will not bump into others.

Sending some small things after this will deepen the impression even more. When others think of someone who sends things twice during the New Year and holidays, isn’t that weird?

Song Yue plans to give each person two boxes of these desserts during the Chinese New Year, but they are not for sale to the outside world.

Things are more valuable when they are rare.

The nuts she used were also expensive, and she added a lot of pine nuts.

After hearing this, Ding Xiang seemed to understand, and the two little maids, left and right, also felt confused.

But as long as the girl is happy.

Song Yue was busy for a long time and prepared many dessert boxes.

I plan to give it away during the Chinese New Year.

An Jin has also decorated the yard and put wintersweet in the room.

There was joy everywhere.

The snow in Beijing is also heavy this year, and it’s endless, but the snow scene is really beautiful.

Song Yue had been busy in the kitchen for a long time, and her hands were red with coldness. When she returned to the wing, she started to warm herself by the fire. When Xie Zhijie heard the noise, she came over and handed her the fire cage to cover her hands, "It's cold, why bother making snacks by yourself?" That's what he said.

But it was Song Yue's first time to make some desserts, so she was worried about handing them over to others. "It's okay, it'll be fine after a while. Does it really matter if you don't go back for the New Year?"

Xie Zhijie said it was not important, "I was not at home in previous years, and so were they."

His father had many concubines, including concubine brothers and sisters, none of whom was missing.

Song Yue felt completely relieved after hearing this, and smiled and pulled up the corner of his clothes, "Then you can celebrate the New Year with me in peace, and we will leave after the competition."

Although the capital is prosperous.

But Song Yue felt that it was not suitable for her. She always felt that it was too big and she couldn't fit in.

Moreover, it seemed peaceful here, but in fact, there was an undercurrent. If you were not careful, you would offend people. It would not work without someone to lean on behind. She found it troublesome.

Her current favorite is Wucheng. It's just right, not too big, not too small, and the life in the town is pretty good. She'll take a look at it when the time comes, and maybe go somewhere else.

Of course Xie Zhijie obeyed her. He promised not to leave again, so he really stayed with her.

On New Year’s Eve.

An Jin asked Ding Xiang and the others to give away all the dessert boxes made by Song Yue after they finished worshiping the gods.

It was really surprising.

The annual gifts sent out cost a lot, but the things returned were actually quite a lot.

Most of them are cloth, some decorations, food, household items, jewelry and the like.

An Jin was busy categorizing, and on New Year's Eve, everything was finally done. Everyone also put on new clothes, and Song Yue also personally led others to cook.

I fried a bunch of meatballs and fried things, braised a lot of meat, and cooked a few fresh dishes. This year, I set up three tables, one for Song Yue’s house and two for the others. They were full of vegetables. I’m afraid of vegetables. When it's cold, add the copper stove hot pot.

The red lanterns in the yard were very bright, and Song Yue felt more at ease than ever. Over there, Ding Xiang was bickering with Qing Zhu, An Jin was smiling and trying to reconcile, and the two little maids, left and right, were happily eating chicken wings. .

Finally, he turned to look at Xie Zhijie beside him. The corners of Song Yue's mouth never dropped, "This year is a good year."

She said this suddenly.

Xie Zhijie, who was closest to her, also agreed: "Well, it must be a good year."

An Jin beside him also grinned and toasted Song Yue and Xie Zhijie, "May the girl win again next year and take first place! I also wish Mr. Xie good health and success every year, and that you two will always be well." "

Song Yue smiled and said that he was a good talker, but Xie Zhijie smiled politely and drank the glass of wine, saying that he had to drink it, "I appreciate your words."

An Jin smiled very happily. Usually, Manager An, as others called him, showed his childish side only when he was in front of Song Yue.

Normally, he doesn't dare to show off at all, for fear that others will think he is not stable enough, and also for fear that other slaves will think he is not dignified, and for fear that he will not be able to control them.

But he drank a little too much tonight.

He muttered at the back, "I'm so happy today! We are so powerful now. When I was young, I never dared to dream that we would be here today! I have to thank Miss Song. If it weren't for you, I would still be here." I've been fooled..."

An Jin was usually under a lot of pressure, and he started to cry when he was feeling emotional. After a while, he laughed again when he talked about this year's results. Ding Xiang still felt strangely sad looking at it.

Song Yue told Ding Xiang to leave it alone, "Let him vent his anger. He usually holds back his anger."

Ding Xiang didn't dare to care.

(End of this chapter)