Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Get up early the next day.

Jiang had already put the red dates that Song Jixiang had asked her to soak last night into the steamer and steamed them, and set them aside for later use.

After Song Jixiang had breakfast,

While the red dates were still slightly warm, she put them into a stone mortar and pounded them vigorously with a thick wooden stick until they became smooth and turned into date paste.

He handed it to the nose of Song Xiaoqi who was looking at him eagerly.

This caused the little guy to swallow his saliva continuously, and then she continued with a smile.

Pour the jujube paste into a bowl without oil or water, add a dozen eggs,

This action made Jiang feel very distressed.

Because there are quite a few families to whom we need to send gifts today, we have to add a few more eggs.

Although Jiang felt sorry for the eggs, she just helped from the side and did not stop them.

Continue to add a little brown sugar and a little white sugar.

Sugars were a rare commodity in ancient times. Glancing at Jiang's twitching eyes, Song Jixiang was reluctant to add more. A little bit of flavor was enough.

Add a few drops of white vinegar.

Lift your sleeves up to your elbows and stir quickly with a few chopsticks.

Originally in the end times, you only needed to plug in a whisk to mix everything evenly at full speed without any effort.

But this is ancient times, and we can only rely on her.

She secretly gathered energy in her hands, and the chopsticks flew up in her hands, leaving a circle of afterimages.

Jiang, who was about to step forward to help, silently retracted his raised left foot.

She really can't help with this job.

Stir until bubbles appear, pour in appropriate amount of flour and cooking oil, and stir evenly with a spatula.

Finally, pour into the steamer covered with gauze.

Sprinkle a layer of sesame seeds on it and steam it over high heat for more than ten minutes before serving.

Jiang and Song Xiaoqi stood around the pot, reluctant to move away.

Song Xiaoqi sniffed the aroma coming from the pot with her little nose, and held Song Jixiang tightly with her little hands, calling out, "Sister, sister..."

Song Jixiang scratched his little nose, "Little greedy cat!"

"Don't blame your brother for being greedy. Mom is drooling when she smells this."

This is too fragrant!

After taking it out of the pot, Song Jixiang tasted it and was quite satisfied.

Although it's a little bit worse, it's still pretty good.

Song Xiaoqi finished the piece in his hand with a smacking mouth and wanted more, but Song Jixiang didn't give it to him because he was afraid that he would get an upset stomach.

Jiang ate the jujube paste cake in her hand and nodded continuously, "I didn't expect that jujubes could be made into such delicious cakes!"

Although she grew up in a wealthy family, she had never eaten pastries with such a strong date flavor.

Song Jixiang found it a little funny. In ancient times, food was scarce, so no one would spend extra time thinking about this.

It was a good thing for her, a visitor from the end of the world who traveled through time and space.

He cut the freshly-made date paste cake into pieces and placed them in a wicker box that Jiang had woven overnight. He covered it with cotton wool to keep it warm and then slung it over his shoulder. He pulled Song Xiaoqi beside him, waved to Jiang, and walked down the mountain.

Xiaoqi held her sister's hand and followed her obediently without crying or making a fuss.

According to the route planned yesterday, Song Jixiang went to the village chief's house first.

The village chief's wife, Aunt Qi, came out and opened the door.

Song Jixiang took out a box of date paste cake that he had prepared long ago and handed it over.

She brought the box back from town yesterday.

The style is simple and you can buy ten of them for one copper coin.

Aunt Qi didn't want it at first, but when she smelled the fragrance of dates wafting from it, her hand took it uncontrollably.

"What's up? Come in and sit down."

Aunt Qi's tone also softened a lot.

"It's okay, it's okay. Please tell the village chief a message for me, thank him for giving our family a place to stay. Aunt, you go ahead and do your work. I will leave with my brother first."

She came here today to express her sincere gratitude, not to curry favor.

Aunt Qi saw the two siblings walking away, then she turned around and closed the door.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the old face of the village chief and was so scared that he held the box tightly in his hand.

"You old fool, you're so scary. Why are you standing here quietly?"

The village chief ignored her surprise, took out a piece of date paste cake from the box and took a bite. He immediately found it soft and delicious, just right for an elderly person like him with bad teeth.

As he walked into the house, he muttered to himself, "It's different, it's really different. If my old friend knew about this, he would be relieved!"

Although he did not pass the imperial examination to become a scholar, he was at least a student and got along well with the deceased old man of the Song family. It was a pity that the old man passed away too early, leaving his beloved granddaughter to be bullied. Now, her life has finally come to an end.

He also offered his help, but he could only help temporarily, not forever.

People must always stand up for themselves.

Looking at the girl's behavior now, it is very different from before.

That's good. That's good.

"What are you mumbling about, old man?"

……

After leaving the village chief's house, Song Jixiang went to Aunt Wang's house and didn't say much.

After all, the Song family's old house was right next door, and she didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Then I went to He Dazhuang's house.

These two families are naturally very grateful!

Song Jixiang took Xiaoqi and walked for another ten minutes, and finally arrived at the door of a dilapidated, low-rise tile house.

There is nothing planted in front of the door. It is bare and looks a bit desolate.

After knocking on the door for a long time, an old man with a beard came out.

It was the person she really wanted to visit today: Dr. Gu.

Doctor Gu rubbed his sleepy eyes and was a little surprised when he saw the person clearly.

"What are you doing here so early in the morning?"

Although the old man expressed disgust, he honestly opened the door.

"I knew you always get up late, so I brought you some food."

Although I know that things are not as simple as the little girl says, I will not resist the temptation of delicious food.

After a simple wash, he ate up all the date cakes brought by Song Jixiang in just a few bites.

After finishing the meal, I still held a pot of tea to savor the taste.

He had traveled a lot and had seen a lot of good things and eaten a lot of delicious food, but he had never eaten such delicious pastries.

His eyes rolled around between Song Jixiang and Song Xiaoqi. This girl seemed to want to ask him for something!

This is easy to handle.

He lived here alone and knew nothing about cooking. His daily meals were either eaten from one house or exchanged for medicinal herbs from another house. In short, he just muddled through.

Without delicious food, life would be less fun.

Now that he had such delicious food, how could he miss it?

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Take someone with short hands and eat someone with a short mouth.

There is no free lunch in the world!

Dealing with smart people is refreshing.

Song Jixiang gave him a thumbs-up, "It has to be you, old man!"

Song Xiaoqi was pulled over and pushed in front of Doctor Gu.

"He is my younger brother, Song Xiaoqi. I think you have heard me say that day that my Xiaoqi is not born stupid, but has intellectual retardation caused by the persistent high fever. I wonder if you can help?!!"

Doctor Gu was not pretentious. He pulled Song Xiaoqi's wrist and took his pulse carefully.

The further he went, the more his brows furrowed.

Song Jixiang's heart was beating fast, but he knew he couldn't be impatient, so he didn't say anything to disturb him.

After a cup of tea, Doctor Gu stroked his beard and said carefully: "The blood vessels are blocked and it has been delayed for too long. I am afraid it will be difficult!"

As soon as Song Jixiang heard that the other party did not speak, he concluded that the patient could not be cured, which meant that there was still room for improvement. So he did not give Doctor Gu any extra time to consider and directly placed two ten-liang silver ingots on the table.

"This is the initial consultation fee. If it's not enough, please give me more."

He patted his purse proudly as he said this, with the expression clearly written on his face.

Not enough, we still have more!