There was no other way. For the sake of family harmony, Xu Yue had no choice but to grit her teeth and allocate some money from her own treasury to buy sugar, oil and noodles, and made a hundred mooncakes again.
Now it's good, everyone has a share, no one can rob it, it's enough!
Xu Dalang protected his twenty-five mooncakes and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When the Gongsun Yan and Xu families received the mooncakes, they were so shocked that they gasped.
When she learned that the flour for making puff pastry had been ground five times and sifted three times, Mrs. Xu immediately closed the food box and asked her servants to stop the two grandchildren who were about to attack, and they were not allowed to get close.
There is no other reason than that even the most extravagant princes have never tried such a sophisticated way of eating.
Just thinking about the extra fine powder that was sifted out, Mrs. Xu, whose family is relatively well-off, trembled in her heart.
But the two grandsons were very good at pestering people. The more Mrs. Xu held it, the more curious the brother and sister became, and the quarrel became fierce. Mrs. Xu carefully took out a piece and let the two of them eat it.
She planned to give the rest to the moon god, and then the family would share it.
But how much is that enough? And after you taste it, can the child endure it?
Gongsun Yi fell to the ground and rolled into a ball because of the stutter. He shouted and cried, attracting all the Liu family members.
"Gongsun Yi, what are you making a fuss about? How can you be so rude in front of your grandmother?" Mrs. Liu scolded in a deep voice.
He carefully observed Xu's face and saw that she did not look angry, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Mrs. Xu covered her head which was buzzing with one hand, and waved her hand with the other hand, signaling Mrs. Liu to pull the little boy up from the ground.
The Liu family has always been more strict with their children than Gongsun An, and both Gongsun Yi and his sister are more afraid of their mother.
But this time, Liu's scolding had no effect.
Gongsun Yun, who had always been well-behaved, couldn't help but bite the remaining cake crumbs on her fingers and said eagerly:
"Grandma, if Yun'er still wants to eat, just eat a little bit, okay?"
The two tearful and pitiful looks were more effective than Gongsun Yi's nonsense. Xu's heart immediately softened, as if she had given up resistance, she waved to the servant woman and took out the entire box of mooncakes.
"One for each person, leave the rest to your grandfather and father, and don't sacrifice to the moon god. Seeing how you look like this, my old ears won't be able to rest until night!"
The two children, plus Mrs. Liu's and Mrs. Xu's own, a total of four, were packed in small butterflies and placed on the table.
The rest was covered and locked directly in the cupboard by the confidant.
Gongsun Yi cheered, saying "Grandma is the best" and "Grandma loves Xiaobao the most". Hearing this, Mrs. Xu couldn't keep her face any longer and burst into laughter.
Seeing her two grandchildren eagerly starting to eat, Mrs. Xu nodded to Mrs. Liu, picked up the moon cake and took a bite.
After just one bite, she understood why the two children were so greedy that they even ignored etiquette.
This mooncake is so delicious. The skin is crispy and soft, fragrant, sweet, and slightly salty. Coupled with crispy broad beans, you won’t feel tired at all after eating it.
There were five mooncakes left, but Xu suddenly thought that there were only two people, her husband and her son.
Men don't like sweets, so one is enough for each of them.
Then the remaining three, their grandparents and grandchildren, can they...
The four of them, the grandfather, grandson, and daughter-in-law before the crime looked at each other. They had never had such a tacit understanding before, and they ate up all the extra three-month cakes without saying a word.
...
Autumn is getting thicker, and the grains in the fields are in harvest season. Although it is hard work, the weather has been smooth this year, the harvest has been bountiful, and the farmers are laughing a lot more than usual.
While the tenants were busy in the fields, a tall chimney was erected in the open space deep in Uburg.
Since the Mid-Autumn Festival, white smoke has been rising from the chimney every day for days.
From time to time, a truckload of things packed tightly in wooden boxes would be sent there, and I didn’t know what they were doing.
Looking at it, it looks like they are building a kiln, but that's not entirely the case.
The tenants couldn't understand, but Wang Dayou was given a headache by Xu Yue.
I thought he was a good blacksmith, but now he has become a craftsman who doesn't know what he is doing.
The Xu family's sister-in-law asked him to practice martial arts for a while, and then asked him to make a Tang Hengdao. She finally figured out the technical problems. The big one left, and the small one came again.
He said that he wanted him to burn a kiln to make porcelain, and he wanted him to make some glass.
At that time, Wang Dayou was just as big as the other two. What is porcelain? What is glass?
He is just a blacksmith, can you not always set him such challenges that span different types of work?
However, after seeing the detailed formula handed over by Xu Yue, he felt really good again.
The high-temperature furnace has been tested before when Wang made steel, and the problem has been solved.
Now that Xu Yue has given him all the materials, he only needs to follow the steps written on the board and do it step by step.
Everything seems very simple, but problems still arise one after another, and whoever does it will cry.
Seeing that September was already halfway through, the family's treasury was about to be wiped out by A Niang's Eighty Steps, and the family's capital chain was about to break. Xu Yue had no choice but to run over and stare at Wang Dayou in person.
Ask him to hand over the answer sheet to her quickly.
When there is pressure, there is motivation. After staying up for several long nights, Wang Dayou finally gave Xu Yue the full score he wanted on September 12th.
Seeing this batch of objects that are astonishing at a glance, Xu Yue, who wanted to break them into two flowers for a penny, finally had a smile on her sad little face.
"Pack it up and ship it!" Bai Bai waved his little hand, showing a bit of boldness and wealth.
But it’s not easy to give something as a gift in these troubled times.
At this time, Wang's eighty-step series came into use.
After nearly two months of training, these prisoners have been firmly controlled by Wang, who is good at attacking people's minds.
Lu Meng, the deputy general under Sun Ji who was about to commit suicide at the beginning, is now the only one who follows Wang's lead and devotes himself to the great cause of liberating the poor peasants.
Wang was very satisfied and asked Xu Dalang for a bowl of blood. After diluting it, he distributed it to the eighty people.
First, Xu Dalang's blood can enhance the resistance to viruses, which can be regarded as an additional health guarantee for these eighty people, preventing them from accidentally dying of the plague.
Furthermore, after observation, Wang felt the unreasonable loyalty to Xu Dalang from the nine slaves in the family, which was very subtle.
This shows that Xu Dalang's blood has a certain degree of control effect.
Therefore, Wang asked Lu Meng and others to drink Xu Dalang's blood in order to add another layer of insurance to their loyalty.
With this group of people here, the delivery job will be solved easily.
Xu Yue personally selected 20 people, reminded them of the shipping precautions, and ordered them to leave immediately to deliver express to Dad, who was in Bohai County at this time.
