Even if you don't keep some dumplings secretly, you can scoop out the fillings from the dumplings and put cabbage in them without adding oil to the sauerkraut. There are definitely some people who can do this.
"By the way, parents, I have something to discuss with you."
Bai Ling lowered his head to wrap the dumplings and said:
"Didn't something happen in our village this year? I'm thinking of hiring a theater troupe to liven things up during the Chinese New Year. I heard that wealthy families would hire opera singers for weddings, weddings, or festivals.
"
While treating the victims, Bai Ling once thought of inviting monks to the village to chant sutras.
But after returning home, I felt that it was not a good idea to catch up with the Chinese New Year, so I changed my approach.
"There are not many theater troupes. If we invite people now, can we still hire them?" Bai Liu didn't object, but she was afraid that Bai Ling wouldn't be able to hire anyone.
"If we can invite the best, it will be fun to get rid of the bad luck. If we can't invite them, it's okay. Let's just not talk about it yet." Bai Sanshu said.
Aunt Fu listened for a while and then answered: "My boss knows a troupe, but his reputation has not been as good as before in the past two years. If you ask them, they should be available."
"We are country people, we don't need to be famous, just sing well." After Bai Sanshu finished speaking, he clapped his hands and went to the ground, "I'll go talk to the manager and let him finalize this matter.
"
"I think dad just doesn't want to make dumplings anymore, so he's worried." Bai Ling joked.
"Dad will be back soon." Bai Sanshu still didn't get used to his children occasionally teasing him. He scratched his head in embarrassment, looked at Bai Ling and asked: "Second girl, how many days are you going to invite the troupe to sing? Where are they?"
To set up a stage?"
"Let dad handle this matter. Anyway, my family will provide the money later, so I'm just having fun." Bai Ling said playfully.
"You have to sing for three days, right?" Bai Liu thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you ask the housekeeper about the price? If it's not too expensive, I can sing for a few more days."
"Sure." Bai Sanshu nodded, put on his cloak and walked out.
Bai Ling watched the interaction between his father and mother and joked in a low voice: "Dad really listens to mother. Mother makes the decision on everything in our family."
"You girl, your parents are also making fun of you." Bai Liu grabbed some noodles, tapped Bai Ling's forehead, and said with a sideways glance: "I make the final decision on the small things in our family, but you have the final say on the big things."
Bai Ling stuck out her pink tongue and protested: "The Lun family is very democratic. Mom can't say that. What if I can't get married in the future?"
The Bai Liu family all ignored Bai Ling's protest, either because they were not afraid that she would not be able to marry, or because they were convinced that she would not be able to marry in the future.
As for democracy, Bai Ling had mentioned it before, but the family was accustomed to treating her as the backbone, and in the end Bai Ling made most of the decisions.
"By the way, second sister, Master Xiao is gone. He asked me to tell you that he will come back to you when spring comes."
Bai Wei said, looking up at Bai Ling.
"Oh." Bai Ling nodded, but he didn't have much emotion, "Mr. Xiao is not something our family can keep. It's normal for him to leave."
Seeing that Bai Ling didn't care about Xiao Mu's departure, Bai Wei hesitated for a while and asked: "Second sister, I also want to learn jewelry design, can you teach me?"
Bai Ling didn't pay attention to Bai Wei's expression, so he nodded and said: "Okay, I will teach you sketching after the Chinese New Year. But this thing depends on talent. If you can't learn it, don't blame me as an incompetent teacher.
"
"I will definitely learn well." Bai Wei's eyes glowed with determination.
"As long as you can persevere and it's not boring," Bai Ling added, not trying to dissuade Bai Wei's enthusiasm.
Regardless of age, it is always good to know more things, especially for women.
Bai Ling is not interested in jewelry design, but wants to make progress in medical skills. What's more, if his family wants to learn this craft, there is no reason not to teach him.
Bai Wei secretly looked at Bai Ling several times and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she really had no special reaction.
After all, it is the New Year, and the Bai family has only been making dumplings for half a day, so they have to make preparations for the New Year.
Although all the materials at the rescue station are similar, the victims in Nanshan Village have better relations with the villagers and have formed an employment relationship with the Bai family. Therefore, Bai Ling plans to give them extra meals on New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve.
One more dish of cabbage stewed with pork slices.
It's not that Bai Ling is reluctant to spend money, but because the Bai family is so generous to the victims, it's hard to buy pigs in Baifu County.
Even though the victims can only eat one meal of minced meat porridge every day, and one meal of steamed buns with three-height noodles and a bowl of bone and vegetable soup every three days, the number of people in the disaster naturally consumes a lot of money. Even many poor villagers
I envy the food provided to the victims.
Just after the New Year, the Qian Mansion sent someone over, saying that Mr. Qian was not feeling well and asked Bai Ling to come over and have a look. Bai Ling would not refuse.
I just happened to bring the New Year gifts and went directly to the town to pay New Year greetings to several families.
"Old Master, when you get old, you have to obey your old age. Are you eating meat secretly again?"
After consulting Mr. Qian, Bai Ling said politely:
"Look, this is quite satisfying. If you go back and give it a shot, you have to go to the hut a few times. You have to eat porridge and side dishes every day during the Chinese New Year. Is it worth it?"
Having been in contact with Mr. Qian a lot, Bai Ling also knew that this man was a real foodie, and it was a habit for him to bicker occasionally.
"Girl, can't you prescribe me two doses of medicine? You also said that it's the Chinese New Year and you are not allowed to eat any meat. I still have to watch. It will cost my life!" Old Mrs. Qian said pitifully.
“It’s not that you can’t eat meat and fish, but you have to eat it in moderation!”
Bai Ling twisted the silver needle and said helplessly without looking at the pleading eyes of Mr. Qian:
"It's a combination of medicine and poison. My superficial medical skills can at most make you less uncomfortable, but I can't give you a new stomach."
"It's not easy to live a lifetime. If I don't eat my old bones, I won't be able to chew anything!" Mr. Qian sighed.
"Okay, don't play the bitterness card with me. I'm a doctor, not a Bodhisattva. I'm not that kind-hearted, and I can't ignore death."
After pulling out the silver needle, Bai Ling made a gesture of approval and said to Mr. Qian:
"I will leave two recipes for Shaoyao later. When you are really hungry for meat, let her cook it for you. But I have a request. You can only eat it and don't ask what ingredients are in it. Otherwise, I won't eat it in the future.
You try to get recipes from me in different ways."
"You're such a stingy girl, you have to make me worry, don't you?" Old Mrs. Qian said angrily, but his eyes were bright, which showed that he had achieved his goal. He waved to Walnut impatiently and said: "Go and get that person yesterday.
Bring the piece of cabbage that you came here and give it to this greedy girl."
"Old man, that's not Chinese cabbage, it's jade cabbage, worth tens of thousands of taels of silver." Walnut said with a bitter face.
"Bah, that thing takes up space no matter where you put it. Hurry up and let this girl write the prescription, take the thing and leave, so that I won't get upset after seeing her." Mr. Qian waved his hand impatiently.
Bai Ling curled his lips and walked aside to write the recipe, leaving two fake meat dishes, just to ensure that Mr. Qian would like to eat them without worrying about his stomach not being able to bear them.
Nowadays, Bai Ling is not short of money, but it is easy to put tens of thousands of taels of silver in the space to live in the space for a period of time, and sell it for hundreds of thousands taels, so naturally he is happy to accept it.
Bai Ling only found out this year that the ancestor of the Qian family was from Wufu Town, but Mr. Qian was actually a great scholar and very influential in the capital.
If Mr. Qian hadn't stopped accepting disciples long ago, Bai Ling would have tried to send Bai Xiaoshan over, but now he can only regret it. (To be continued)