Zhuang Keqing smiled and took out the things in the rattan baskets one by one. This time there were a lot of things. The two baskets were so full that she could not lift them alone. Her disciple Zhao Ping helped bring them in.
"sausage?"
Chef Jia moved closer to the bunches of tinkling sausages, twitching his nose and sniffing them a few times.
It does not seem to have the smell of raw pork, but I don't think it's anything special.
And what was this meat stuffed into, so that the bulge was not broken?
"Well, this sausage was stuffed with fresh meat yesterday. I was worried that your owner would have a light taste, so there are only three seasonings: salt, sugar, and wine."
"You even used wine?"
"Well, wine can make it smell better."
As Zhuang Keqing explained, he and the kitchen helper picked up the frozen tofu on the wooden table, their hands turning red from the cold.
"You've spent a lot of money, wine is not cheap."
Chef Jia murmured, holding a skewer of sausages in his hand and looking over them, as if there were flowers blooming on them.
"Hey, don't do that. Tell me how to make this delicious sausage. If it's convenient, I'll cook it for lunch today!"
"Uncle, there is no way to eat this sausage now. It will have to be dried for at least ten more days. It will be ready by the end of the year."
"Why is it still so troublesome?"
I heard that I had to wait ten days and a half, so I couldn't serve the master a new dish today. Chef Jia couldn't help but be disappointed, but he still directed the helpers to hang the strings of sausages to the ventilated place under the eaves.
"These vermicelli, braised vermicelli, you can make them as you see fit, and fermented bean curd, I brought a few more jars, which will be enough for your family to eat until the end of the new year."
After emptying the two rattan baskets, Zhuang Keqing still thought about doing New Year's shopping later, so he stood up to leave.
"Hey, wait."
Chef Jia grabbed her and made some noise to the helper. The helper nodded smartly and disappeared into the back room.
After a while he came back with a ham in his hand.
"A few days ago, my friend asked the caravan to bring these smoked legs, but I didn't like the smoky smell, so I just rewarded them for us servants."
While talking, Chef Jia put the black pig legs that looked like they were pulled out of a pile of soil into the rattan basket, and then allowed them to leave.
When Zhuang Keqing was no longer visible, other people in the kitchen couldn't help but murmured and asked.
"Although the ham tastes a little weird, it is still meat after all. Moreover, I only rewarded two of them. Chef, you just gave away just one, and you don't feel bad at all?"
"You know nothing! Go to work quickly and don't be lazy here!"
Chef Jia was too lazy to explain to these individuals.
He is quite shrewd.
The master can't live without his craftsmanship now.
If he was unknown in the mansion before, just an old guy working on the stove, now he is a famous person who can be called by the name of the master and his wife. In such a big Zhao mansion, he can be regarded as a respectable person.
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Moreover, just because he cooks a few good dishes and can buy a rare table, he has been loaned out several times. Now it is said that none of the chefs in the town's restaurants can compare to him.
One hand!
So he still had to win over this girl. If it weren't for her, how could he be as prosperous as he is now?
Zhuang Keqing gave two baskets of native products and got a smoked leg. When she carried the basket and went out, the tips of the hoofs stuck out. From a distance, it looked like a horn growing on her head, which was quite funny.
But Shen Ling didn't smile at all. He only stepped forward to take the basket, lifted it one by one with each hand, and put it on the mule cart.
"From now on, if something is heavy, just call me and don't carry it yourself."
After putting the things away, he reached up and picked up Zhuang Keqing.
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Aling, what are you doing?
Zhuang Keqing froze in shock and glanced around quickly.
Fortunately, the alley at the back door of Zhao Mansion is quiet and no one comes, otherwise it would be so embarrassing if someone saw it.
Fortunately, Shen Ling didn't do anything else. He just picked her up, sat her firmly on the mule cart, and then led Dahei forward as if nothing was wrong.
Zhuang Keqing stroked his pounding heart and couldn't return to his senses for a moment.
Ah Ling, after all, seems to be different from before...
The mule cart headed all the way to the west of the town.
There are also some local products on the trolley that are to be brought to the shopkeeper of Wufuji.
People at this time pay the most attention to kindness and etiquette. They have to take advantage of the opportunity to visit the store before it closes for the year, so as not to make the entire year go by without even meeting him, which will make his face look ugly.
There will be cooperation after this year, so don’t neglect it.
When they arrived at the place, before Shen Ling could park the car, Zhuang Keqing jumped out and packed his things without even raising his head.
The door of Wufuji shop is open, it's getting late, and the guys have started working early.
There were many customers last year, and they all came to prepare New Year's goods. The waiter inside wanted to come out to greet Zhuang Keqing, but he had no choice but to be busy with his own work, so he could only shout to the back room to ask the shopkeeper to come out.
Shopkeeper Hu was thinking about visiting Erli Village again before the New Year. Before leaving, the boss and the shopkeeper told him that the New Year's gifts must be in place and that the relationship with the girl from the village must be on good terms. They will wait for their wine after the New Year. Come back when the workshop is completed.
He had already planned a New Year gift, but when his boss took such care of him, he felt weak again and thought about adding something more.
But he was still thinking about it, but the girl from the village came to the door first, and there were no more baskets of local products, vermicelli, and dried potatoes. There were only two jars of potato wine, some eggs, and wrapped cooked food.
There weren't many things, but he was very polite, with a smile on his face, and he kept calling the shopkeeper friendly, which really made him feel a little embarrassed.
"I thought I wanted to visit the girl, but you've beaten me to it."
"Shopkeeper Hu was joking, I happened to be here to buy New Year's goods today, so I just happened to come to your place for a run."
Zhuang Keqing didn't chat much, he just said a few words about how soon he would start work in the next year, and then left.
When I got back to the car, I saw another pile of things on my cart. When I asked Shen Ling, I found out that the waiter had just moved them up when he had time.
Good guy, she took a closer look and saw that there were all kinds of sugar, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea, as long as they could be named in the grocery store, and they were all listed neatly.
Looking at it this way, it will be enough to wait until the beginning of spring.
There is only a small space left in the car, which can still hold a few pieces of cloth and some small things such as snacks and fruits. As for the butcher shop, Uncle Zhang said that his family will kill pigs a few years ago. I'll send some over.
"Aling, it's the Chinese New Year, is there anything you want?"
Zhuang Keqing didn't sit in the car this time. He only walked beside Dahei and asked.
"none."
Shen Ling answered simply, Zhuang Keqing nodded and didn't ask any more questions. The two of them just took the mule cart, bought some gadgets, had a warm meal of noodles on the street, and then headed back.
On the way back, the sky changed again. The clouds were thick and dark, and the wind was like a knife. It poured straight into my throat when I opened my mouth.
Shen Ling stacked all the things that could be stacked together in the car and made a small space for her to sit on.
Zhuang Keqing refused at first, but the young man persisted and didn't try to persuade him. He just waited by the side. It seemed that if you didn't get in the car, I would carry you in.
In the end, Zhuang Keqing gave up. She climbed into the car obediently, tightened her scarf tightly, and huddled up on it.
Shen Ling was the only one holding Dahei's hand, and the pace was much faster. As soon as they arrived home, snowflakes began to fall in the sky again.
By the time a few people sat down around the dining table, the snow outside was already a finger thick.
"Fortunately, you went in time. It's snowing one after another. I'm afraid the road ahead will be difficult."
As Qin Manzhi spoke, he carefully peeled the sweet potatoes that had been baked and warmed, and stuffed them into Aman's hands.
The little guy was so sweet that he grabbed the orange-red potato flesh and stuffed it into his mouth, making it sticky.
Passing a handkerchief to his mother, Zhuang Keqing responded: "Yes, we will rest at home when it snows and we won't go out and run around."
"Ke'er, you too, don't be busy during this period before the year. After all, the tofu business is not going to be done, so you should spend more time with A Ling."
Qin Manzhi had long noticed the subtle atmosphere between the young couple these days. As a mother, she couldn't help but feel anxious. But she really didn't know what happened between the two of them, so she could only take advantage of the free time at the dinner table to mention her daughter. sentence.
Brother Ling looked at this cold and indifferent person, but he had a calm and reliable temperament and would not be so childish at all. It was Ke'er's fault!
If Zhuang Keqing knew that her mother thought this way, she would really be wronged and cry to heaven and earth.
