Love after marriage with a husband

The moat under the night is shimmering because of the reflection of the moonlight.

The stage set up during the day sang old songs year after year, and calluses grew in the ears so that few people in the audience listened carefully.

After finally getting through the singing part, the old man who presided over the Autumn Festival finally climbed onto the stage tremblingly, raised his hands, coughed twice, and shouted solemnly: "Start the bonfire, welcome the God of Autumn."

The drowsy people in the audience were suddenly startled when they heard the opera, shaking off the dullness of listening to the opera, each of them raised their joyful smiling faces, stood up one after another, and shouted loudly.

This is very particular in Da'an. It is said that at the Autumn Festival, the louder the shout, the higher the courtesy to the God of Autumn, so that one can pray for a good autumn harvest and good health every year.

The autumn lanterns placed on the stalls of the hawkers are all filled with a small puddle of lamp oil, and the weak fire can last for two or three hours.

During the day, the vendors were reluctant to light their lamps. At night, in order to better attract customers, they lit up the lamps in twos and threes.

All of a sudden, the entire bank of the moat was lit up with lights, which reflected the originally dark night very brightly, and being in it, it seemed extraordinarily lively.

Fang Zhongshan and Jiang Ran held a lamp each.

Xiao Shuang'er chose a rabbit lamp, Jiang Chongshan thought about it, and jumped to another rabbit lamp that was slightly bigger.

Holding the lamp in one hand, he pointed to the rabbit with the other and said, "It's just you, and it's just me. When they come together, it's considered complete."

This is already a love story that Fang Zhongshan racked his brains and finally came up with.

Jiang Ran didn't know what love words were, but when he heard Brother Chongshan say such a sentence, his heart was burning hot, and the tips of his ears were flushed.

Although they are made of white paper and bamboo, these two rabbit lamps look the most exquisite on the stand, and they are also the most expensive among them. There are so many couples walking around, and most of the lamps in their hands are cheaper than Without the rabbit lamp, Jiang Ran felt complacent, and even smiled a little more.

Seeing that Xiao Shuang'er really liked rabbit lanterns, Fang Chongshan stood on the bank of the river, thought of an idea, and suggested softly: "When it's time to put the lanterns on, why not just put one in the river, and keep the other one for cooking?" Good memory."

Who knows that Jiang Ran shook his head stubbornly, holding the lamp in his hand, although his cheeks and ears were extremely red, he still insisted on refusing: "That's not possible, a pair of rabbit lamps, if you put one If you leave one, you are not alone."

As he spoke, the volume of his voice gradually decreased, and he was almost too shy, muttering in a low voice: "I don't want to be separated from Brother Chongshan."

Although Xiao Shuang'er's voice was small, it still fell into Fang Zhongshan's ears along with the wind.

Fang Chongshan couldn't help being taken aback when he heard it. He actually came to the Autumn Festival with a purpose in mind, and wanted to take this opportunity to find out Jiang Ran's thoughts on him.

Originally, there were thousands of words to ask, but after listening to Xiao Shuang'er's words, everything became clear. Fang Zhongshan felt sweet in his heart, quietly raised his hand to hold Xiao Shuang'er, and said straightly: "Okay, Not separated."

The huge bonfire was lit, and everyone's faces were reddened by the hot flames. The autumn wind was blowing clear, and the man with a loud voice clamored to set off the autumn lanterns, while grabbing the hands of the people around him, and went to the bank of the moat. Everyone wants to grab the best place to put lights.

Fang Chongshan and Jiang Ran were pushed and shoved several times, so they had to avoid the crowd and chose a relatively deserted and remote corner. Because of the small number of people, there were only three or two lights floating on the river bank in this area. .

Two exquisite and small rabbit lamps were put into the river together, following the ripples, Jiang Ran put his hands together, closed his eyes obediently, and made a wish. Fang Zhongshan waited quietly for a moment, and Xiao Shuanger made a wish , turned around and smiled at him: "Brother Chongshan, let's go and grab a good seat by the campfire, it will be more lively!"

Fang Chongshan let him laugh and laugh, and Xiao Shuang'er was stable and introverted. It was rare for him to be so happy. It seemed that he was right to listen to Mr. Ye's advice this time!

The two went to the Autumn Festival. Although they didn't express their feelings to each other as Fang Zhongshan expected, they became closer in the haze. Even Cai Xuan could see the clues, and couldn't hold back his mouth several times. Jokingly said: "Look at you sticky young people, you know that you participated in the Autumn Festival, but if you don't know, you think it's something!"

Faced with such jokes and ridicules, Fang Chongshan just smiled and said nothing. He has been in an excellent mood these days. Even though he failed several times in making hot pot bottoms, he didn't feel much discouraged.

Making hot pot seems to be a simple matter, but Fang Zhongshan has already spent a lot of thought on making a satisfactory base material.

The local residents of Da'an Kingdom have always paid little attention to the seasoning of food, not to mention onion, ginger and garlic, even a simple handful of salt is reluctant to put it in the dishes. Fang Zhongshan took great pains to get some herbs with special flavors As a substitute, I tried many times back and forth, and finally made the hot pot bottom material one day in the early autumn.

A pot of boiling white water squatted on the stove and boiled. Jiang Ran ran in and out to wash the vegetables and meat. His small face was flushed red because of the busy running around. He raised his hand vaguely and pointed Looking at a plate of red oil that Fang Zhongshan worked so hard on, he asked, "What is this? It looks like it's made from a mixture of lard and colorful pearls. It looks pretty red."

Fang Zhongshan carefully put the cut base material into the boiling white water, and did not forget to turn his head and explain to the curious little Shuang'er: "This is boiled with some herbs and colorful pearls, and it condenses into oil lumps. "

"If it's done successfully, we only need to throw a piece of it into the white water in the future, and we can get a pot of spicy soup. Whether it's used for cooking or stewing, the taste can't be better."

Jiang Ran immediately understood Fang Zhongshan's explanation. After saying "oh", he suddenly realized: "Isn't it similar to stewed vegetables in winter?"

Fang Zhongshan knew about the water stew that Xiao Shuang'er mentioned.

The farmers in the village are busy on weekdays. They cook a few dishes at home in autumn and winter, and the farmers often come back from the field and they are already cold.

Some clever little Shuang'er came up with a way, filled the clay pot with clean water, put it on the stove to stew vegetables, and the fire was not extinguished, so the vegetables and soup were always warm.

Fang Zhongshan laughed, and blinked at Jiang Ran mysteriously: "Just wait and see, the hot pot I made is much more delicious than that water stew!"

Jiang Ran trusted Fang Zhongshan very much. When he heard this, his beautiful eyes lit up immediately, and he sat obediently on the small wooden chair beside him, waiting to watch Fang Zhongshan make hot pot.

The boiling white water quickly melted the solidified oil and colorful peppers, and a pot of hot soup diffused with the hot and spicy taste, and the small room became scalding hot because of the heat.

Jiang Ran, who was smelling the fragrance, couldn't sit still for a while, and couldn't wait to get up from the small wooden chair, leaned over to the stove and looked into the pot, his eyes were straightened by the hot spicy fragrance.

"It smells really good. If you open the door, you can smell it in this pharmacy!"

Fang Zhongshan knew he was greedy when he looked like this, and joked with a smile: "What a greedy cat!" Seeing that the heat was almost ready, he stretched out his hand and threw the washed meat and vegetables into the table. In the soup, "After a while, you can pick up the vegetables and eat them."

"You have a taste, the hot pot I made is sure to be delicious!"

Poor little Shuang'er has grown up so much, and it's the first time he has tasted such an appetizing spicy soup. Because of the cooking of the meat, even the freshly picked vegetables are dipped in the taste of minced meat.

"Good, delicious!" Xiao Shuang'er was hot and spicy, but she was reluctant to put down her chopsticks, and ate several mouthfuls in a row. Seeing him eating in a hurry, Fang Zhongshan thought it was funny, and persuaded him gently: "What are you in such a hurry for? No one else is going to grab it with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone talking outside the room, it was Cai Xuan's voice that Fang Chongshan was familiar with.

Cai Xuan has a loud voice despite his age, without asking the master's opinion, he opened the door unceremoniously and came in, complaining: "Wow! I just heard Mr. Ye say that your house smells very fragrant. , As expected, he started a small stove behind the elders' backs!"

Cai Xuanhuo looked like an old child, he pulled his face in displeasure, obviously very angry, Jiang Ran ate the last bite of the bowl, turned his head and greeted him: "Doctor Cai is here?"

"There's still a lot of meat left in the pot, just waiting for you!"

As he spoke, he handed chopsticks to Cai Xuan's hand. After being coaxed by Xiao Shuang'er, Miracle Doctor Cai, who had been trying to put on a gesture, finally eased his expression, but his mouth was not forgiving, and his tongue was still very vicious.

"Heh! I'd like to taste something good, it's worth the two of you secretly eating behind your back!"

Complaining endlessly, Fang Zhongshan couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, and hurriedly explained: "It's not eating behind someone's back, it's just a new taste that will be made, it's hard to say whether it's delicious or not!"

The words were modest, and Xiao Shuanger, who was listening on the side, was not happy, and immediately said indignantly: "There is no such thing! This is called hot pot, which is made by Brother Zhongshan. It is a soup base made of seven-color pearls. Stews are always delicious.”

"Miraculous doctor Cai, come and taste it!"

Cai Xuan caught a piece of pheasant meat with chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth suspiciously, and smashed it. It was a familiar spicy taste, but there was a faint fragrance of meat. It was exactly as Xiao Shuanger said, yes. Excellent taste.

"Hot pot?" Cai Xuan reread it twice seriously, and couldn't help asking curiously: "What new thing have you come up with?"

"The taste is good, but it's not as good as jelly and pickled pepper."

There was a little regret inside and outside the words, Fang Zhongshan listened, and said with a smile: "That may not be the case."

"Although it's not convenient for our pharmacy to sell hot pot, we may be able to discuss with the innkeepers in the city."

Since Ge Caishen offered to cooperate and share, Jiang Zhongshan suddenly became enlightened, and even learned to infer other cases from one instance.

He doesn't have much money to rent a shop in Fanyang City, and he doesn't want to spend too much energy on recruiting servants and running the business. The best way is to cooperate with others.

Doctor Cai Xuan sounded reasonable, and after thinking for a while, he suggested, "I do have some connections in the city, which may be useful. If you want, I might as well ask you a question."

Fang Chongshan hastily agreed, "That's kind!"

It would be great to have Cai Xuan's help and introduction.

Just about to say something thank you.I saw Cai Xuan unhurriedly gestured three fingers, with a sly smile on his face, "I have conditions."

"If you can negotiate with me, you will treat me to three meals of hot pot for nothing!"

What is Fang Chongshan's condition? It turns out that three meals of hot pot are enough. He slapped his chest proudly and promised generously: "Five meals! If you help me negotiate, I will treat you to five meals for nothing. Add three more jars of pickled peppers! Will it work!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-2021:33:20~2020-12-2222:35:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: osmanthus wind into 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!