The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 357
"You two guests, your good tea is here!" the waiter made tea, flattering him.These two are his Gods of Wealth, they come every day when the door opens and leave only after closing time, and they are all good tea, and the money is also given happily!There are not many such old customers.This window seat is reserved for the two of you.

"Xiao Er, I see that the popularity of the county has become more and more popular recently, and even your business has improved a lot?" Eleven asked casually.

"No, guest, in our Hebao County, there is a dragon boat race on the fifth day of May. The lively scene is even better than last year. Many merchants from other places passed by. They heard that there was something lively to watch, and they all stayed here. They are ready to watch Pass the dragon boat before leaving!" Xiao Er was full of joy and complacency.

"How long is it before the fifth day of May? So early?" This reason is a bit far-fetched!

"Basically, this year I heard that several dragon boat teams from other counties have joined the races. The wharf merchants have paid more money than last year. It must be the fifth day of May that is even more lively!" Come on, more and more people The better, the business in Hebao County in the past two years has been much better than in previous years.

There are many people and it is lively!
Old Ten and Eleven looked at each other.

The more people there are, the more lively it is.However, not everyone can join in the excitement!I hope that the lord will stay in the mountains for a while, and it is best to let the excitement pass this time, and then come out when Boss Yun comes.Or, I would rather take Boss Yun to that damn villa again, don't come out to join in the fun, otherwise, with my brothers' ability, I don't have a confidant to use, this burden is too heavy!
"Little girl, what are you tossing about, this is?" Yang Ziqian always felt that he was exhausted, whether he was working part-time in modern times or in the Western Song Dynasty.She has no shortage of food and clothing, thinking that tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, she took Xia Yu to the bamboo forest next to the villa to pick up a lot of bamboo shoot shells, brought them home, washed them, boiled them in a pot, and dried them in the poison On the shelf where Wang dried the medicinal materials, the old poison king couldn't figure it out for a long time, so he didn't feel ashamed to ask.

"Senior, I cook delicious food!" Yang Ziqian said sarcastically.

"Miss Yang, here are the glutinous rice, bacon, red beans, and sugar you asked to prepare." While speaking, the aunt in charge of delivering the ingredients shouted outside the door.She never dared to step into this yard. Everyone said that if she touched the poison king's things, she would be poisoned.Fortunately, Miss Yang has been living here for more than two months and can still live well until now, she is really blessed!

"Thank you, auntie, tall, go, bring the things in!" Yang Ziqian was very happy, although Lin Zheng had not abused them yet.Give what you want, and the servants are also respectful and polite.

"Just these things, do you make delicious ones?" The poison king looked at the various ingredients in the basket that Gao Da brought in, the most common ones, but this little girl, what delicious food can be conjured up "Then when will you be able to eat?" Eat it?"

"Tomorrow morning!" Yang Ziqian thought it was funny seeing his expectant face, it was no different from a greedy child.It is said that old is still young, old is still young, this poison king is old and has a withdrawn personality. Although he competes with his petty mind, every time it is a pleasure to make things difficult for her, this feeling is very amiable!

Hearing that it was tomorrow morning, the poisonous king had no choice but to go back to the house in dismay.

"By the way, there are still two things missing!" Looking at the basket of ingredients, Yang Ziqian thought, this Yuya Villa does not grow millet all year round, and there is no grain grass to use.No, I have to go up the mountain to find some wattle grass and come back.

"Xia Yu, let's go out again!" Thinking of doing it, she immediately got up.

"Fourth Miss, what are you doing with this wood?" Not far from the villa, Xia Yu was ordered to cut a lot of wattle grass, and then asked to use a knife to dig out the wood bumps called yellow wattle.

"It tastes even better with this!" Yang Ziqian saw that Xia Yu was struggling to remove the hard soil from the wood with a knife, so he knelt down to help pick it up. If he had known, he would have found a hoe in the villa.However, the villa that looks like a bandit's den may have the most swords and hoes for farming, and I'm afraid only the nursery workers in the garden have them.

Tired all afternoon, Yang Ziqian went back to the small courtyard, soaked rice, cut bacon, and took care of everything inside and out by himself.Xia Yu was really not as good as Chunlan. Even if she said these tasks a few times, the effect would still be unimaginable.Simply put, Yang Ziqian didn't move his hands or speak.

"This way." After eating hastily, Yang Ziqian taught Xia Yu under the oil lamp.Talking and directing, it was hard to complete one.

"What's this called?" Xia Yu asked, holding the almost one-foot-long bamboo shoot shell with rice wrapped in it.

"This is called zongzi!" There are countless ways to make zongzi, and the tastes are endless, with all kinds of strange things.Yang Ziqian didn't know if there was a custom of eating zongzi at the Dragon Boat Festival in the Western Song Dynasty. He thought that since the dragon boat races came out, the zongzi was an accessory to it, so it should be popular.

"I've never seen it!" Xia Yu had to admit that she had never seen this thing before.

"This is just one of the wrapping methods. There are also triangle-shaped ones." Yang Ziqian motioned her to put it down, and picked up another bamboo shoot shell: "Wrapping it in this way is called a horse's foot pole. Look, does it look like a horse's?" Feet?" Xia Yu came from a nunnery, she didn't know that these customs are justifiable.

"Well, it really does look a bit like it!" Well, whatever you say looks like it, the point is, are you sure you can eat it, are you sure it's delicious?The Du Wang guy has been here several times since Paomi, so don't let him down!
"Last year I wanted to make zongzi. There were too many things to do at the pier and I didn't have time to do it. This year, in this mountain, I can't see any excitement, so let's make some food to satisfy my cravings!" Yang Ziqian said while wrapping up.

"Miss Si, Ah He's injury is about to heal!" Xia Yu said, "He has suffered a serious crime this time, and it's also my fault for my wife's favor at that time!"

"I have suffered a lot!" Yang Ziqian thought, from the time he was injured to now, Xia Yu only asked about the injury, is he a bit slow? "It's no wonder, you're not his bodyguard, besides, who would have expected a sudden attack, those damned people actually used poisonous knives, this is killing people to death! Since when did my aunt have a grudge against them?"

Auntie, I am really that master's personal bodyguard. Fortunately, I met the poisonous king, otherwise, I would have to confess my life.He has no enmity with you, but with that one, he has a mortal enmity!Xia Yu lowered her head, wrapped the zongzi with thorns, and replied in her heart.

"Tang Monk and his disciples learned the scriptures, and after ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, Ahe will be punished for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, and he will be released soon!" Yang Ziqian counted the time, and his days of confinement in the villa were finally over. It's almost over.

"Fourth Miss, when Ah He recovers, should we go back to the stockade or to the pier?" Xia Yu was always puzzled that Fengyun's people should have arrived earlier, but what happened, they should have arrived earlier than the others.At this moment, I haven't seen anyone yet, but I caught people's eyes first!
(End of this chapter)