"What a good thing?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Chef Zhou said: "The tofu dish in our restaurant has now become a special dish in Wanghai County."

"Many businessmen who passed by came to our county and came to Juweixuan for its ordinary and authentic farm-made tofu!"

Hearing what Chef Zhou said, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other.

Both of them saw joy in each other's eyes.

The tofu made at home has received such good response in the county.

I must be happy!

"Most of the great squires in the county choose to entertain guests at our Juweixuan!"

"I heard from my boss that next month the county magistrate will entertain a high-ranking official from the capital at our Juweixuan."

"I asked for Baxi tofu from our restaurant as a lucky draw."

"My boss asked me to take charge of the cooking. When the time comes, you can send me some fresh tofu."

"If the county magistrate is satisfied with his meal, we will all reward him!"

Hearing what Chef Zhou said, Yang Ruoqingle narrowed her eyes.

She nodded repeatedly: "Uncle Zhou, you can rest assured that the tofu we supply to your restaurant every time is fresh and tender tofu made overnight, and the taste is absolutely delicious!"

After going to the front lobby to collect the money, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang happily went to Wa Market.

Both of them had no food in their homes.

Now I have to go to Wa City to do some shopping.

"Qing'er, you buy groceries here, I'll go over there for a walk."

In Wa City, Luo Fengtang said to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head: "What are you going to buy?"

He said: "My uncle's tobacco leaves are gone, so he sent me to bring him some."

"I just came over there and saw an old man selling dry tobacco leaves."

"Okay, you go."

Yang Ruoqing turned around and continued picking radishes with a peasant woman.

A big, white radish with green radish leaves at the beginning, and the roots are still stained with mud.

It just came on the market and the price is a bit expensive.

It was sold for two cents a pound.

Yang Ruoqing also grows cabbages and radishes in her vegetable garden.

Because they were planted relatively late, they haven't grown yet and can't be eaten yet.

In the past two months, my family has been like that of a retired cadre, relying on buying everything.

…

Luo Fengtang walked around in Wa City.

His eyes swept over the stalls on both sides, not missing any of them.

Last night, he spent the whole night in bed thinking about it.

Diamond rings, red flowers, heart-shaped chocolates, and cakes...

Even if she can't find it, it's exactly the same as what she saw in her dream.

He also has to work hard to find the one closest to him!

After a stick of incense.

The two bamboo baskets in Yang Ruoqing's hands were both filled with vegetables.

Cabbage, radish, lettuce, garlic, chives...

In addition, she also chopped three kilograms of ribs with the butcher.

I cut two pounds of pork liver.

In addition, there is a pair of crucian carp.

In the bustling Washikou, I looked left and right.

Luo Fengtang's figure appeared.

He came over excitedly, with a cheerful smile on his face.

"Why are you smiling so happily? Did you find money?"

she asked.

He shook his head: "I am happier than finding money."

"Oh? Why?" she asked.

"Hey, I'll keep it a secret too!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

This kid has learned all her tricks.

You have to pay tuition!

He glanced at the barrel in his hand.

One bucket was empty, and in the other bucket were some cabbage and lettuce, with a bundle of tobacco leaves on top.

Looking at him again, he didn't seem to be hiding anything.

Pretend to be mysterious!

"Come on, let's go buy rice!" she greeted.

"Um!"

The two men weighed rice and wheat flour each at the rice grain shop.

Yang Ruoqing was thinking about the black sesame glutinous rice dumplings made by Aunt Osmanthus during the last Winter Solstice Festival.

I also weighed two pounds of glutinous rice and half a pound of black sesame seeds.

When I passed by the grocery store, I went in and bought some oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, toilet paper, saponin powder and so on.

When she buys it, she always buys it in duplicate.

One for my family and one for the old Luo family.

Because my family has a larger population, the portion size is relatively larger.

When she was about to leave the shop, Yang Ruoqing saw a stack of low-quality paper on the corner of the counter.

Asked.

Only then did I realize that many of these low-quality papers are used for drawing patterns.

There are also some poor students who use it to write.

Yang Ruoqing bought a stack, rolled it into a tube and stuffed it into a pile of groceries.

Luo Fengtang asked: "Didn't we buy toilet paper? Wouldn't it be too extravagant to use this paper?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I bought this for Da'an to paint."

Luo Fengtang suddenly realized.

"Then it needs to be paired with pen and ink!"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Let's wait until he learns how to prepare it later. He is just graffiti now, and the charcoal you used to burn it is just right!"

After leaving the grocery store, the two people loaded everything onto the wheelbarrow.

Returned with a full load.

When they got home, the two of them unloaded their things.

Yang Ruoqing handed the two crucian carp to Luo Fengtang.

"You take it back and braise it for your uncle to drink," she said.

Luo Fengtang was stunned for a moment and wanted to refuse.

Yang Ruoqing continued: "Curian carp has many words, and my family has many children, so they can't eat it."

"I bought ribs and pork liver for my brothers. You can take the fish and don't grind it!"

These days, I have been busy demolishing and building houses, and I have lost a lot of weight.

Eat some crucian carp to replenish your body.

Luo Fengtang understood the concern in Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

There was warmth in his eyes, he nodded and accepted the fish.

While helping Mr. Sun cook lunch, Yang Ruoqing discovered that Yang Huazhong had not been seen since she came back.

Yang Ruoqing asked Sun about that.

It turned out that he went to the front yard after breakfast to help Yang Huazhou build the marriage bed.

Yang Ruoqing sighed secretly.

This old man can run and walk, but he can't be idle anymore.

But it’s understandable that Dad and Uncle Wu have a deep relationship.

When the family separated, it was Uncle Wu who spoke for them.

The day we moved into the backyard, it was raining.

It was also my fifth uncle and second cousin who came to help move things and carry dad on his back.

The icing on the cake is far inferior to providing help when it is timely.

Now that the fifth uncle is lying in bed in trouble, it is reasonable for my father to help him make a wedding bed.

"Mom, you stew these ribs first, and I'll go see Uncle Wu first."

…

In the front yard of Yang Huazhou's house.

The door of the room was open, and Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongjin were squatting in the middle of the room, busy making a wedding bed.

The sound of axes and saws cutting, and the tinkling of nails driving into wooden boards was very lively.

Yang Ruoqing came in, said hello to them, and went straight to the small bed inside the room.

Yang Huazhou was lying there, looking better today than yesterday.

A man's health is good and he recovers quickly.

"Uncle Wu, how are you feeling today?"

Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Yang Huazhou said: "It's much better, it doesn't hurt much."

"That's good."

She checked him over and gave him some precautions.

Just as he was about to leave the house, Yang Huamei's cry suddenly came from the east room opposite.

"I won't do it if you don't ****, even if you beat me to death, I won't do it!"

"If you can't beat me to death, I'll do it!"

Old Yangtou's roar shocked Yang Huamei's cries.
Chapter completed!