Now Jiang Miao was stunned, wondering what Shen Yanqing would do with the money she earned.
Jiang Miao's two big eyes stared at him doubtfully. Shen Yanqing's hand holding the sachet tightened slightly, and her palms became a little sweaty.
"My eldest brother and my second brother all give money to my sisters-in-law... I will also give you whatever money I earn in the future."
His heart was beating fast, his ears were red with heat, his hands were stretched out straight, and his eyes were looking at Jiang Miao persistently.
Oh, Jiang Miao understood in her heart that this was the time to hand over her salary. Shen Yanqing was quite conscious of being a husband, but it was a pity that she couldn't take the money. She had originally wanted to distance herself and accept his money. There will only be more time involved.
"I do not want."
Jiang Miao shook her head slightly, and Shen Yanqing froze.
Why not?
He knows that Jiang Miao likes money the most. If she doesn't accept it now, is she because she blames him for not handing over the money before?
"I used to only get a few hundred coppers per month for copying books. There was a lot of money at home, so I gave all the money to my mother..." He explained in a hurried tone, "Miaoya, in addition to the money handed over to the public, the remaining money will be I will give you all the money you paid."
Shen Yanqing took her hand and was about to put the sachet into her hand. Jiang Miao took a step back and did not take it. A hint of sadness flashed in Shen Yanqing's eyes.
"Miaoya..."
"Save it yourself. Things are expensive in Beijing and there are many places to spend money."
This is true. Every inch of land in the capital is precious. Even drinking water costs money. Not to mention studying costs money. Although Jiang Miao has never been to the capital, she has the experience of going to the capital to go to university in her previous life. She doesn’t have any money to spend. No way.
When Shen Yanqing heard that Jiang Miao was not complaining about him for not handing over the money before, but thinking about him, it felt like a fire was lit in his chest, making his chest hot.
"Then I'll take five taels every month, and you can keep the rest."
Jiang Miao had a headache. Why did Shen Yanqing make such a mistake in this matter? She couldn't even buy pen and ink with five taels of silver except for Shu Xiu's meals. Moreover, she was not short of money now, so why bother asking him to save money.
"My husband, I know you want to leave all your money to me, but I can't spend much money at home. I also make money from embroidering handkerchiefs every month, so I won't be short of money. But my husband is different. It's not easy to go out to study. If you bring enough money, my mother and I can rest assured that you won’t be able to eat or sleep outside. The money will be earned again in the future, and I will be happy if you read well.”
Studying well and getting into the imperial examination as soon as possible is the best reward for her.
After Jiang Miao finished speaking, Shen Yanqing closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment. Then he opened his eyes and nodded gently.
"good."
He will study hard and make more money, and then leave it to Miao Ya.
Jiang Miao didn't know that the male protagonist of Qingfenglangyue in the original book had been tainted with the smell of copper. Now she breathed a sigh of relief and finally convinced him.
There are still three days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the day for Shen Yanqing to go to the capital is gradually approaching. Mrs. Zhang has been trying new methods to feed him recently, so that the meat and eggs at home have not been broken.
Jiang Miao stewed the old hen. Mrs. Zhang had raised this chicken for several years and was reluctant to eat it. But Shen Yanqing was leaving home and wouldn't be able to see her for a year and a half. She wanted to stuff all the good things into his stomach. , to save him from wronging himself when he goes out.
"When Erlang comes back from school later, let him go to Wufangzhai to buy a few packs of snacks. This year we will have a luxurious time and try his mooncakes during the festival."
During previous festivals, the Shen family used to weigh two kilograms of meat and chop it into fillings to make dumplings. It would be nice if everyone could taste the meat, but they couldn't eat the snacks. After all, a pack of cheap snacks can cut two kilograms of meat. There are only three or four yuan in it, which is not enough for the Shen family's children.
Jiang Miao is also a little greedy for mooncakes. She likes the ones filled with jujube paste the most. They are sweet but not greasy, and taste sweet and soft. They also have salty bean paste, egg yolk, and bacon and ham fillings that melt in your mouth when you bite into them.
"Mom, how about we do it ourselves?"
A pack of Wufangzhai’s snacks costs half a tael, and they may not be as delicious as hers. Jiang Miao is not confident about other things, but when it comes to cooking, no one can beat her, including ice skin, meringue, and Guangzhou.
She has the Su style and Su style at her fingertips, and she can also adjust dozens of fillings.
"Can you do this?"
Mrs. Zhang was dubious. Although the white rice cakes made by Jiang Miao were delicious, mooncakes were precious and expensive items after all. The old Shen family had never eaten them a few times, let alone made them.
"Don't worry, mother, you still can't believe my craftsmanship?" Jiang Miao's tone was confident and her eyes were shining. Mrs. Zhang nodded at her. Miaoya had never cooked before, but she was good at every dish.
Eat, maybe the snacks are not bad either.
"Then... try it?"
"Hey, I promise not to disappoint my mother."
Jiang Miao happily agreed, and Mrs. Zhang poked her forehead in a funny way.
"Like a greedy cat."
"hey-hey."
Making dim sum requires an oven, which did not exist even in ancient times, let alone the Shen family.
Jiang Miao made a simple farmhouse oven in her previous life. Although it is not as easy to use as an oven, the baked goods have a natural flavor and a rustic feel.
She picked up a pen and drew a simple drawing. Shen Yanqing sat in front of the window and was studying. His eyes glanced here from time to time and saw that she had drawn a cat head on the paper, with two round ears and a big mouth.
, there are a bunch of lines and a few strange words on it.
He put down the book, came closer, and asked with doubtful eyes.
"What's this?"
"Oven, I plan to make mooncakes."
Jiang Miao marked the dimensions and originally wanted to draw a black round shape, but her girlish heart got in her way and she couldn't help but add two cat ears on top, which made it look cute and naive.
Shen Yanqing was surprised to see that Jiang Miao could not only cook and make perfume beads for clothes, but also make ovens.
He stared at Jiang Miao with pride in his heart. How many surprises did Jiang Miao have that he didn't know about?
"alright."
Jiang Miao finished the last stroke, picked up the drawing and blew it dry gently. Now she went to find bricks to build the stove and build the oven.
"I'll help you."
Shen Yanqing stood up with her. Jiang Miao turned her head and glanced, smiling and nodding.
"Okay, with my husband's help, I can do it faster."
Although Shen Yanqing is thin, she is very strong. She just needs someone to do hard work.
And if he was smarter, he would get it right. In the end, Jiang Miao didn't need to intervene. He built the oven by himself and watched the fire under the stove burn. The mud outside the oven was gradually dried, and the surface solidified into shape. A simple
The oven is done successfully.
"Ms. sir, you are so awesome!"
Jiang Miao applauded him happily from the side. The male protagonist is worthy of being a male protagonist. Even the workmanship is perfect without any flaws.
Shen Yan's cold eyes flashed with pride, Miao Ya praised him again.
"When the mooncakes are ready, give the first piece to your husband to eat."
