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

When I opened the door, I saw that it was Aunt Qi from the village chief's family.

Song Jixiang was a little surprised. Except for the last time when a few aunts from the village came to repair the courtyard wall, no one had come to visit recently. Was he looking for something from her mother?

He politely invited the guest into the house, then brought out tea and snacks to entertain the guest.

"Aunt Qi, please sit down. My mother is farming in the backyard..."

This time when she went to the town, she brought back many seeds of vegetables, fruits and melons for Jiang, as well as several kinds of things that she took out from the base square, which were not available in this dynasty.

Jiang was so happy to get the seeds. She always felt that she was holding her daughter back and was not able to help.

Now that she had something to do, she didn't have to think about anything else. She immediately and happily put away her new clothes and went to the backyard to dig the soil. She even brought the two little ones with her, as if farming was a particularly interesting thing.

Aunt Qi pulled her back and patted the seat beside her, "Don't worry, don't worry, Liu Ya, sit down and talk to me..."

Aunt Qi had a smiling face, but Song Jixiang was nervous.

Every time she heard someone call her Liu Ya, she felt like digging the ground with her feet.

"Aunt, what's the matter?"

Cough cough cough...

Does this child know how to chat?

How can you just come up and ask someone a question like that? How should she answer?

If she asked others for a bite of food, she wouldn't know where to put her old face, but after all, it was really all for a bite of food.

It’s not her fault, it’s all the fault of the old man in the family.

Ever since I ate the cakes this girl brought me, I’ve been craving for them every day.

That day she also tasted the pastries that Liu Ya brought, which had a strong flavor of dates.

Most of the trees in their area are date trees, and when the dates are ripe, every household can get some.

These dates look big and red, but unfortunately they are not sweet and a bit astringent, and the date fragrance is also very light.

Dates are not a rare thing in their village.

In order to stop the old man from talking, she and several other wives tried making it at home. They added a lot of white sugar and brown sugar and tried different recipes, but it still didn't taste right.

It is completely different from the date paste cake brought by the maid.

Whether it's appearance, taste, or even aroma, they are completely different.

The flour and white sugar were of the best quality, but the brown sugar was of poor quality and a lot of it was wasted.

The things she worked so hard to make were despised by the old man, who scolded her and said that she was the leader in wasting food, which made her lose face in front of her daughters-in-law.

She was so angry that she wanted to hit the person with the sole of her shoe.

The old man also told her not to even think about asking Liu Ya how to make this kind of pastry.

Many wealthy families attach great importance to secret recipes of this kind of food. It is a skill that can be passed down to future generations from generation to generation.

Although the Song family has now declined and the Jiang family has disappeared, those are still other people's things and they cannot covet them.

She didn't understand these things, so since the old man said so, she believed it.

Her youngest daughter got married and moved to the town two years ago, but had never gotten pregnant. Now that she finally got pregnant, she had a poor appetite. She thought that the date cake might be to her liking.

That's why she came here with a flattering face, wanting Liu Ya to make another portion for her and ask the old man to bring it over when he went to town.

Once her daughter gets married, she will belong to another family and it will be difficult for her, an old mother, to follow her.

The mother is worried about her son when he is away from home!

After listening to Aunt Qi's awkward explanation of her purpose, Song Jixiang chuckled, "Aunt, I don't think it's a big deal. It's just a meal. The village chief is taking it too seriously.

So, follow me to the kitchen, and I will cook it for you right in front of you. Whether you can learn it or not is not my business..."

After saying this, Song Jixiang stuck out his tongue playfully.

I thought it would take some effort to convince her, but I didn't expect the girl to agree so readily.

After all, it's something in other people's minds, and there's no way to force it even if you want to.

Lehehe followed him to the kitchen, and Aunt Qi suddenly slapped her head, turned around and ran out.

Song Jixiang was completely confused by her action and stood there in a daze. Aunt Qi's loud voice rang out from outside, "Aunt will be here soon, soon! Wait, wait..."

The three Jiang family members in the backyard heard the noise here and hurried over, asking what was going on.

Song Jixiang did not hide it and told Aunt Qi the purpose of her visit.

Then he spread his hands and pointed outside the door, "But she has already..."

The word "ran away" has not yet been uttered.

Aunt Qi came back in a hurry again.

He was holding a bag of things in his hand.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and put the bag on the stove.

"Auntie can't let you help me, and I have to make things myself. Look, I guess all the flour, white sugar, and brown sugar that will be used are here."

Song Jixiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but then he thought about it and realized that this was the reason.

So I didn't act pretentiously and accepted it happily.

Her actions made Aunt Qi even more satisfied.

Song Jixiang then made the date paste cake again according to the steps from last time. Aunt Qi watched very carefully, afraid that she had missed a step. When Song Jixiang started to stir the cake, she was secretly shocked. It was no wonder that they could not make the cake taste the same. It turned out that even if they had learned the process, they could not do it!

Aunt Qi was completely convinced and no longer expected to make the same pastries as Song Jixiang, so she stood aside and chatted with Jiang, praising her for raising a good daughter!

Jiang was saying all these things, but she was actually very happy in her heart.

I am happier when others praise my daughter than when they praise me!

Soon a piece of pastry with a fragrant date aroma was ready.

Yan Nan, who was standing aside, looked at this date paste cake which was very common in modern times, and his heart was in turmoil. The young lady's surname was Song, could it be... she was the heroine of this article, Song Yanran?

Having only been in this family for a few days, she only knew that the family's surname was Song, and she was too embarrassed to ask their full names.

It was her fault that she was too perfunctory in reading the book. She skipped many parts and focused on the plot of the hero and heroine. Now she is completely in the dark. She is really embarrassing the bronze man who traveled through the book. Tonight she must think carefully and write down some important things in her little notebook.

Song Jixiang thought that the village chief's daughter was pregnant and the date paste cake was too sweet, so he thought he should do something else, so he asked Aunt Qi to wait on the side and pretended to go back to his room to get some things.

In fact, some things were taken from the base square.

Chinese yam and red dragon fruit.

After washing my hands, I quickly made a rouge yam cake. The name sounds fancy, but it is actually just peeling the yam, cutting it into strips, and steaming it in a pot over high heat. Mash the dragon fruit into juice, then soak the steamed yam in the dragon fruit juice for a few hours before taking it out, and finally sprinkle a thin layer of osmanthus honey on it to complete the dish.

Several people looked carefully at the yam cake made by Song Jixiangru like a magic trick, and exclaimed in amazement again and again!

It looks light pink and smooth, tastes soft and delicious, and has a faint sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance between the lips and teeth. It is really beautiful and delicious! I kept exclaiming.

There was a gleam of excitement in Yan Nan's eyes, as if to say, "I know it, I know it all."