142, cooked silk Wei family
Ruicai returned to his yard with a smile, and pouted: "Aunt San clearly said he was taking the children to the market today, but he didn't go. I made a fuss in their house and my mind hurts. It's so shameless!"
Xiaoxiao pulled her arm: "I think you can hold them."
"Those children were scared by me." Ruicai looked at her and smiled, with a little worried on her face: "It must be that's not the case at home, and I'll make you laugh today."
"What are we talking about or not?" Xiaoxiao couldn't say anything, and thought to himself: I thought your elders should be like Aunt Wei. The Aunt Wei we saw that day was very generous and decent.
"She came to Beijing last year and didn't know any rules." Ruicai gestured three fingers, pointing to her third aunt. "My father had already said to pick them up from the third bedroom, but she couldn't bear the fields. We and the second bedroom didn't plant them for her. She also wanted to stay with the local owner of the twenty acres of land in her hometown! During the Chinese New Year these years, seeing that the two sisters-in-law's clothing became more and more particular, she became interested in coming to Beijing. My father said he would rent a house for them first.
They thought the rent was expensive, so they only said they were willing to serve the old lady, and they squeezed together with us with shamelessness. Now they saved rent and food and clothing. The tuition for my cousin to go to school was also released from my grandmother. They still collected rent in their hometown. My mother was too lazy to care about these small money with them." Ruicai was embarrassed to say how much land he had bought in his family over the years, and a small farmhouse alone was only 500 acres...
Xiaoxiao was too lazy to laugh. The people in the third house of the Wei family were really unhappy. Ruicai's father's property could be called the "Cooked Silk Wei Family" in Kyoto, which means he became the boss of the northern tussert silk silk industry! The three houses are now disgusting, and they can still expect the big house to give them any benefits in the future. The old lady, a country peasant woman, can have a lot of private property and dowry, and the money in her hand is not filial to her eldest son. The three houses are like being raised by the big house. It would be fine if they don't know how to bow their heads, but they still regard themselves as their masters, on an equal footing with the mistress, and snatch things from the girls in the big house. Alas, they can't even learn the cunning of the farmers.
"She doesn't know anything, how can she know the Silk Tang family?" Ruicai looked so angry that she was not strong enough. "I just asked me about how many younger brothers and sisters you have."
"Inquiry what this does?"
"Tell her sister Ping and Brother Yuan." Ruicai sighed, "The frog in the well." As he said, he rubbed his face, "It's all a shame! Yingyuan, you're not upset."
Xiaoxiao disagreed: "I don't have any younger brothers or sisters anyway."
Ruicai smiled with her sleeves, looking like she was about to smile or not, and then instructed the girls: "Give the four-season gift box brought by Miss Tang to the wife's room, pick up some soft snacks from it for the old lady to pack some of them, pick out a few baskets of fresh fruits to deliver to the second and third rooms." The girl responded, and Ruicai personally instructed Su Yan: "The lu silk made of lotus is directly given to the two girls in the second room, I will collect the Shu brocade for the old lady, and I will handle her clothes. I will give her green lotus colored satin to the wife, and the fruit green gauze is cut a silk and a skirt for Sister Ping, and the rest is put into Curry."
Xiaoxiao saw that Ruicairi started out as a master, which shows that Mrs. Wei has been working hard on her daughter a lot.
Ruicai looked at the big red brocade flower-painted gold-painted box on the table and smiled sweetly: "Is this for me alone?"
"I made it with the cook at home, you can try it!" Xiaoxiao personally opened the lid of the box. It was filled with five-petal flower lattice, plus the round lattice with flower centers, and it was divided into six flavors: cream cookies, almond cookies, orange peeled dinger cookies, green tea cookies, scallion-flavored salty and crispy cookies, cocoa cookies, and the final cocoa cookies were the new product last night. The cocoa butter was difficult to refine, but grinding the cocoa beans into cocoa powder is still easy to achieve.
"Oh, this one is like a rose," Ruicai looked at the various flower snacks and suddenly chose the obstacle. "I don't know which one to eat..."
"Eat this first, this is the old flavor," Xiaoxiao pointed to the buttery one, "It is made of crispy cheese, and you will use goat milk according to your taste."
Ruicai was too lazy to hold the veil to eat, and she didn't see her. She picked up one and put it in her mouth. As a result, her eyes widened before she swallowed it: "How can it be so soft! It's crispy and soft, it's so delicious! How did it be made!" It was so delicious that she shook Xiaoxiao's arms: "It's better than a donut!"
"I want to give you the recipe, but I have already given the recipe for the cookies to my fifth aunt. Her parents' home is a snack shop." Xiaoxiao thought of the big wheel biscuits sold by the Zhen family, and felt very upset. However, it is not easy to change the business philosophy if they want to redecorate the store.
Ruicai knew the importance of prescriptions to businessmen, so she stopped asking, just said, "When they put out this snack, you will tell me, I will ask the servants to buy a few pounds! Such delicious food will definitely be popular." Ruicai knew that this cookie was not on the market, otherwise there would definitely be someone in the female school to use it as a refreshment during class breaks. Such fresh, delicious and beautiful snacks would never be unstoppable in Kyoto.
Xiaoxiao didn't want the wheel biscuit to disturb his mood, so he said, "I have brought you the recipe for donuts. The method is simple, and you don't need to use another oven. You can only use fried." He took the Yangzhong Cup from Ru Kiln and drank Yunwu Tea. He couldn't help but praise the good tea, and said, "If it is cooked, it is more suitable for black tea. According to me, this green tea is accompanied by dried kernels, and the dried fruits will taste."
After hearing this, Su Yan hurriedly ordered the girl to make black tea, and asked to bring the dried fruit saucer. Ruicai also ordered: "Let's take the Wuyi Mountain Black Tea that is smoked by Songchai."
"I'm pretentious." Xiaoxiao also felt that he had a lot of things to do, so he was just a guest at someone else's house, so he used the snacks to pick up the tea.
"If you don't say this, you won't say it anymore. Because it's me, I won't think of heretics." Ruicai will smooth things over, and she is also interested in the topic just now: "You're right. When I drink green tea, I prefer peanuts and walnut kernels. If I drink Pu'er, I have to eat sugar cakes and green dumplings and other glutinous rice snacks. If I drink yellow tea or flower tea, I have to eat mung bean pastry and date pastry cakes in our Beijing."
Xiaoxiao didn't expect Ruicai to have this careful tea tasting: "When you have time, come to my house for tea."
Ruicai looked strange and was chewing a cookie in her mouth: "What is this black? There is no such smell in the sweet, bitter, spicy and salty!"
Chapter completed!