"I will start writing a new storybook in two days. At that time, I hope Madam Xia will not mind giving me some guidance."
"I wish I could have that." Xia Mingyue said with a smile.
Shen Shujun also smiled, thanked Xia Mingyue again, and continued to write the red paper.
Yin Lingyou walked towards Xia Mingyue and touched his nose, "I can't help you so much."
"Huh?" Xia Mingyue blinked and spread his hands, "Not big. Understand what Dr. Yin is saying.”
Are you pretending to be stupid?
Yin Lingyou snorted, "If you don't understand, just don't understand. Anyway, a bad old man like me doesn't speak well, so it's fair for others not to understand."
As he spoke, he memorized the words. He wanted to leave after getting his hands on him.
Xia Mingyue couldn't help laughing when she saw this, "Are you angry?"
"I'm deaf, I can't hear!" Yin Lingyou replied vigorously.
"I can't hear you. This is troublesome." Xia Mingyue said sadly, "Then my just-steamed rice cake..."
Rice cake?
Yin Lingyou's ears suddenly stood up, and he turned around neatly, taking three steps at a time and two steps at a time to reach Xia Mingyue, "Where are they?"
" Doesn't Doctor Yin have bad ears?" Xia Mingyue took out her ears with her fingers.
"Doctor, are there any diseases that cannot be cured?" Yin Lingyou curled his lips, but felt that what he said was a little wrong.
No, there really is an incurable disease.
Greedy!
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The business of Yipinguo and mooncakes remains as usual.
The business of Ha Kee’s other food stalls is also developing steadily.
In a blink of an eye, the day has arrived on August 14th.
The mooncake business came to an end today. After Xia Mingyue led a group of people to pack up and go home, she looked outside from time to time.
Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Changzhou Fucheng is quite close to the military camp. I don’t know if Lu Qiyan and An Yunji can come back to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival...
As Xia Mingyue looks around, , did not wait for the return of Lu Qiyan and An Yunji, but waited for a letter.
It was written by Lu Qiyan.
The content is not long, and the handwriting is even a bit sloppy. It is obviously written in a hurry.
The general meaning is that he could have returned home for reunion during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but due to the sudden military situation, he was unable to escape and therefore could not return.
Xia Mingyue sighed, put away the letter, and began to plan the banquet for the Mid-Autumn Festival night.
Everyone has been working hard recently, and since it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is best to have some fun.
As for Lu Qiyan and An Yunji...
Only the bright moon expresses lovesickness!
Under Xia Mingyue's preparation, everyone started buying and preparing things since morning.
In the evening, they were not in the house, but simply prepared a huge table in the courtyard, and everyone sat around and ate together.
The table was full of dishes, including chicken, duck, fish, shrimp, crab, and vegetables. It was so dazzling and rich that everyone who looked at it could not help but swallow.
Placing the benches, bowls and chopsticks, Xia Mingyue greeted everyone to sit down, but found that Manager Fu was missing.
After some questioning, no one knew where Guanshi Fu had gone. Just when Xia Mingyue was thinking about whether to send someone to look for it, Manager Fu quickly walked into the yard and apologized, "I'm sorry, I just went to deal with some trivial matters and wasted some time. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Manager Fu is always busy, so everyone naturally understands and doesn’t ask any questions.
Yin Lingyou raised his eyebrows and joked, "Seeing that Manager Fu is so happy, could it be that something good happened to him?"
"Good thing, good thing." Fu The steward pursed his lips and smiled, "But we can't talk about this. Everyone will know it by then."
Seeing that Manager Fu was selling his stuff openly and openly, Yin Lingyou chuckled and said, "Cheng, I will listen to you, but I will have to punish you with a drink later!"
"Cheng, let's talk, how much do you drink? Cup?”
A group of people sat down at the table laughing and joking. They first thanked Madam Xia and the others for their hard work in making such a delicious meal. After Xia Mingyue and Guanshi Fu moved their chopsticks, they all began to surround the food on the table.
Sichuan style sweet roasted white, large pieces of pork belly cut into thin slices and sweet and soft glutinous rice are made together. Because of the addition of brown sugar, the pork belly slices are bright in color and sweet and soft in the mouth. Instantly melts, the glutinous rice flour is sweet and delicious, and because of the addition of lard, it is rich and mellow, making it extremely delicious.
Crystal shrimp dumplings are filled with shrimp and pork fillings from the plump and delicious river shrimp in autumn. The skin is made of Chengfen powder, which is then steamed in a steamer. It looks delicious. The appearance is crystal clear, and the pink shrimp meat is looming. When you take a bite, the shrimp is full of meat, delicious and juicy.
In autumn, big crabs are full of fat and yellow. Each one weighs more than half a catty. You can enjoy the delicious taste by simply steaming them and adding dipping sauces. Fu Guanshi even prepared eight pieces of crabs. For everyone to feast...
Amidst the laughter and enjoyment of delicious food, the bright full moon gradually rose and hung on the branches to watch the excitement and joy in the world.
But this kind of joy has nothing to do with Cui Wendong.
I was already in a depressed mood, so I went to a wine shop to drink. When I was done drinking and eating, I was suddenly dragged into an alley on the street.
"Bold..."
Before the words were spoken, Cui Wendong's vision went dark, he was put in a thick sack, and then he felt wooden sticks falling on him like raindrops.
The pain came violently, and Cui Wendong, who was in pain, howled like a slaughtered pig, and then threatened fiercely, "Do you know who I am?"
"It's up to you. Who is it that slapped a blind dog like you with plaster?" The other party spat on the ground with disdain, and then swung the wooden stick faster and harder.
The pain was even worse, so that Cui Wendong did not dare to make any more noise and could only endure it with groans.
The beating lasted for as long as a cup of tea and then stopped.
At this time, Cui Wendong could not stand up due to the pain all over his body. He could only collapse on the ground and gasp for air.
Suddenly, the sack was pulled away, and Cui Wendong regained his normal sight.
But no matter how hard he tried to open his eyes to look, he still couldn't see who the perpetrator was.
The alley was empty and silent, with only a few distant sounds of dog barking, as if everything I had just experienced was just a dream, very unreal.
But the pain in his body and the injuries all over the body of Qingsong, the boy next to him, reminded him that this was not a dream or hallucination, but an actual experience.
Looking at the mud and dirt stained on his gorgeous brocade robe, Cui Wendong gritted his teeth.
There is someone who dares to attack someone from the Cui family. I am so tired of living!
I must make you look good!
On the first day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Heming welcomed Cui Wendong to visit him.
When he saw that Cui Wendong had turned into a pig's head, Zhang Heming was startled at first, and then his eyes lit up.
Oh, which hero did this? (End of this chapter)