Chapter 1009: Chapter 1009: It’s Almost Chinese New Year_1 Chapter 1009: Chapter 1009: It’s Almost Chinese New Year_1 “`
Xiaomai received Yang Wenxiao’s order on the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.
The twenty-eigth day of the twelfth lunar month, with only two days left until New Year’s Eve, the festive atmosphere was thick. Yesterday, she and Tong Sanlang rode a cow cart to town and bought over one thousand taels worth of New Year’s goods.
Half of these New Year’s goods were for her own family to consu, and the other half were for Fan Linong and his group.
Although these people were ordered by Yang Wenxiao to protect her family, there’s a difference between protection as a duty and protection with genuine intent. To establish a good relationship and show true sincerity, to ensure reciprocal sincerity, she specifically bought five more pigs, planning to properly thank these people on New Year’s Eve.
Fan Linong felt that Xiaomai’s actions were too courteous, but he was also very pleased. Xiaomai’s cooking skills were famously good, and now that she offered to treat them to at for free, he imdiately called over a dozen people intending to help Xiaomai with so work.
What Xiaomai was currently busiest with, were the tens of thousands of pounds of sweet potatoes, which had been made into glass noodles these past few days. However, this wasn’t an urgent task and could be done slowly by the farmhands; Fan Linong’s help wasn’t needed.
Just as she was politely declining, a ssenger from the post station ca with news: Yang Wenxiao’s order had arrived again.
Xiaomai opened the letter and after reading it, couldn’t help but feel sentintal; her skills truly had won over everyone!
Now, vegetables alone could no longer satisfy the Royal family’s palate, and they wanted flour-based food?
That was easy.
Stead Buns, Stead Buns, and pancakes could last a long ti!
“Uncle Fan, there’s no need to make glass noodles anymore. Co and knead dough,” she said.
During the Mooncake Festival, it was Tong Sanlang who had kneaded the dough, but now Tong Sanlang was weak. This task would be given to Fan Linong.
Fan Linong had no objections and casually asked, “What all needs to be made?”
“Hmm… let’s make so Stead Dumplings, Milk Custard Buns, and pan-fried buns,” she suggested. These were also common fast-food pastries in later tis, available in many supermarkets.
If Yang Wenxiao wanted to eat them, she would make them.
So, on the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Xiaomai beca as busy as a spinning top. She had originally planned to steam so Stead Buns for her own family to eat during the New Year, and also stew so at. In the end, she ended up being busy all day for the Yang Family.
By evening, two horse-drawn carriages left the manor, heading in the direction of Capital City.
The light snow had been falling off and on for days and hadn’t stopped; with a quick horse and a crack of the whip, they could deliver the goods to Capital City by New Year’s Eve.
The next day was the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the local custom was to paste couplets.
In past years, the couplets were written by Tong Sanlang, but now he was too weak and the characters he wrote were soft and powerless. Xiaomai went to town to buy couplets.
There were many rooms, and if she were to paste them herself, it would take her at least half an hour, not to ntion ending sooner. She handed this task to Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami, while she herself was busy steaming Stead Buns and stewing at.
With the New Year approaching, Tong Sanlang was not in the mood to research papermaking any longer. He sat in front of the stove, helping to keep the fire going, which was all he could do for now.
In the morning they stead Stead Buns, and in the afternoon they slaughtered pigs and stewed at.
She used water from the Spiritual Spring, adding spices. The aroma wafted out soon after, filling the entire courtyard.
After another busy day, New Year’s Eve finally arrived.
Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang, carrying sold chickens, ducks, fish, and other New Year’s goods, drove their horse cart back to the Tong Family.
During the New Year, they didn’t want to get upset, and they brought plenty of New Year’s goods, filling more than half of the horse cart.
Tong Tiehu was quite happy to see the couple, but happiness aside, he didn’t invite them for a al. As soon as the New Year’s goods were unloaded from the horse cart, he urged them to leave.
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