Chongxi's little husband is very "soft and cute"

Qin Muyan took Qiuli ointment for a few days, his cough eased a lot, and when he spoke, his voice was much clearer.Lu Yunchen originally thought of "a dead horse as a living horse doctor", but he didn't expect that the Qiuli ointment really had a curative effect. Even Gu Pingniang coughed a few days ago and was out of breath. From time to time, her face turned red and her body I couldn't even straighten up, but after drinking the Qiuli ointment sent by Gu Ping, not only did my cough become weaker, but my lungs also cleared up.

In the past few days, the autumn was dry, and some of the guests who came to Hexingju for dinner inevitably had coughs, so Lu Yunchen replaced the original sour plum soup with autumn pear paste.

"Boss Lu, what is this new drink in your house? It's a little sweet and sour in the mouth, and it smells like a faint pear fragrance, but it's refreshing when it slips into your throat. After drinking this small bowl, you feel the whole body It's all clear." The man wiped his mouth and asked curiously.

"It's Qiuli ointment. It clears away heat, relieves cough, and moisturizes the lungs. I've been doing a lot today. Drink some of this to moisten your throat." Lu Yunchen replied. After Qin Muyan and Gu Pingniang drank this, their coughs were relieved, so he wanted to take advantage of this You can push the autumn pear paste during the time period, nothing can be more convincing than the guests tasting it in person.

The man smacked his mouth, and there was still a trace of sweet fluid in his mouth, "It is a good thing for nourishing the lungs and relieving cough, little boss, do you sell Laoshiziqiu pear paste? My child has been coughing intermittently recently, and the doctor drinks it. The decoction is always fussy and refuses to drink, but the old mother at home is very worried, I tasted this autumn pear ointment to cool and moisten the throat, and I don’t know how effective it is for the child’s cough.”

"Brother, to tell you the truth, my wife is also coughing these days. The frequent customers in the store know that this autumn pear ointment is also because my wife thinks the soup and medicine are bitter, so I specially made it to relieve his cough, but After drinking it for three to five days, it will be much better..."

The man is also a frequent customer of restaurants, and he has known Lu Yunchen since he set up a food stall on Sishui Street. He naturally knows that this little boss and the accountant at the door are husband and wife. When he came here a few days ago, he did listen to Qin Muyan. The mouth "hang, hang, talk", came today, but never heard anything.Furthermore, Boss Lu's business is honest and sincere, so what he says can be trusted.

"Since that's the case, Boss Lu, how can I buy Qiuli Paste?"

"Brother, this thing is priced at [-] Wen a can, because you are the first one to ask, and I will give you [-] Wen cheaper... You only need to dig out a small spoonful of this autumn pear paste, take warm water Just make a small bowl and ask your son to drink a bowl every morning," Lu Yunchen said with a smile.

When the man heard about fifty yuan a can, his face showed embarrassment, and he hesitated immediately. His son's soup and medicine are not so expensive. If I let my wife know that I spent fifty yuan to buy such a small jar of food, I still don't know. It doesn't matter whether it works or not, I'm afraid I won't make trouble with myself for a long time.

Seeing the hesitation on the man's face, Lu Yunchen didn't say anything else. Fifty cents a can of autumn pear ointment is indeed not cheap, but it takes tens of catties of pears to make such a few cans. The cost of medicinal materials and pears is excluded, not counting the energy spent in the middle And time, selling this can, he can't earn a few copper coins.

"Little boss, bring me a can, I think it tastes delicious..." The guest at the next table suddenly opened his mouth and handed over the money decisively.

"Okay, wait a moment." Liang Huan took the money, and brought out a small earthenware pot from the kitchen. When he opened it, it contained a viscous brown pear ointment with a slight pear fragrance.

If there is one, there are two. When the first one was opened, the other diners in the lobby followed suit and made fun. The autumn pear paste was not boiled much, so Lu Yunchen returned it to Shi Yuan and Xu Cheng except for his own. Two cans were sent each, and there were only three or four cans left.

The man who first inquired didn't expect that after a moment of hesitation, Qiuli ointment would be taken by someone. After finally making up his mind, he didn't even have a jar of it in the blink of an eye.Those who didn't buy it regretted that they had lost the opportunity, and urged Lu Yunchen to hurry up and put Qiuli cream on the agenda.

For the deposit alone, he collected quite a lot on the first day. He and Qin Muyan just peeled and cut up the sacks of Sydney pears from the vendor, and worked until late at night. I can't even lift it up.

Most of the people who come to buy autumn pear ointment are families with children. The weather is hot and dry in this autumn, and the children are young. It is inevitable that there will be a cough, dry mouth, hot heart and shortness of breath. The bitter taste comes from the doctor. The decoction couldn't be poured in. Lu Yunchen's autumn pear ointment not only tastes sweet, but the children are very fond of it. It can also relieve cough and clear heart.

Because of the autumn pear ointment, even the doctors in the clinic said that at this time of year, the clinic was full of babies who came to see their coughs, but this year, there were very few of them.

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Relying on this autumn pear ointment, Lu Yunchen made a small fortune, and counting the days, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon.From the memory of the original owner, in this different world, celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival is nothing more than eating dumplings, which is really a bit barren. He specially pickled salted duck eggs early and prepared to use them to make mooncakes with egg yolk and lotus seed paste.

"Husband, what are you buying these lotus seeds for?" Qin Muyan sat on a small bench and took lotus seeds out of the lotus pod when the restaurant was closed after dinner.

"Pull out the lotus seed heart as well..." Lu Yunchen was cleaning the iron pot, and ordered casually, seeing Qin Muyan stuff it into his mouth secretly, and knocked him on the head with a wooden shovel. "This is for making lotus paste, little greedy cat, don't be greedy."

Qin Muyan frowned in dissatisfaction, Koulianzi's fingertips were flushed red, he hung by his side and shook vigorously, and said softly, "Husband, my hand hurts..."

"How can you break it like this? You have to use skillful force to break this thing straight down without pain or effort." Lu Yunchen picked up a tender green lotus pod, and along the edge of the pod head, took the whole thing. The side with honeycomb protrusions was torn off, leaving only lotus rice one by one, wrapped in a milky white sticky film.

Then he picked off the lotus rice one by one, first peeled off the shallow layer of film on the outer layer, and then peeled off the blue outer shell, revealing the tender lotus rice one by one.

In the past, he always used this stuff to make soup, and it was the first time to use it as lotus seed paste. No matter how scarce ingredients are in this world, he had to do everything by himself.

When Qin Muyan saw that he was doing it all the time, he peeled off all the lotus rice without any effort, and was a little discouraged at once, as if no matter what happened, as long as it fell into Lu Yunchen's hands, it would always be solved easily. There is nothing difficult to get him, even this lotus seed, he has only heard of it for the first time, and has never seen it before.

Sensing the disappointment of the people around him, I don't know why the little husband was so happy to be coquettish and angry at him just now, why is he unhappy now, Lu Yunchen took his fingers, rubbed them in his palms, and took them out of the bowl He took out a few lotus seeds and stuffed them into his mouth.

Qin Muyan was secretly annoyed at his clumsiness, his mouth was thrown all of a sudden, his cheeks were stuffed like a hamster, and he chewed the lotus rice. It tastes sweet with a little astringency.

"It's been hard work, let's peel off the lotus seeds, and my husband will make mooncakes for you." Lu Yunchen comforted him.

Hearing that there was something delicious again, the little husband immediately became happy, and nodded heavily, imitating what he had just instructed, the two of them busily peeled a bowl full.

Lu Yunchen washed the lotus rice, first soaked it in the pot for about half an hour, then lit a fire and started to boil it.

Qin Muyan was sitting in front of the stove, bored, fanning non-stop with a cattail fan. The hot flames were turbulently tumbling, and the lotus seeds in the pot were tumbling wantonly in the water, and the white clouds were steaming up with a faint sweet fragrance. .

When Bai Lingling's lotus rice swelled and bloomed one by one, Lu Yunchen took it out and let it cool, took the porcelain spoon and twisted the soft lotus rice bit by bit into a very fine mud paste, put it back into the pot and connected it Stir fry with sugar.

"This lotus paste is really troublesome to make." Qin Muyan murmured looking at the tender yellow and creamy stuffing heart that was constantly being stir-fried in the pot.

"Isn't that so delicious, how can it be so easy to make?" Lu Yunchen rubbed his hair and comforted him. The water in the lotus seed paste was gradually heated and evaporated, and the lotus seed paste was fried until it became a shiny dough. It was only after the fire was poured out that my arms were so sore that I couldn't even hold the clay basin.

Qin Muyan helped put the lotus seed paste into the basin, smelling the sweet and attractive lotus seed paste, he couldn't help but swallowed, quietly filled a spoonful, and when Lu Yunchen wasn't paying attention, he quickly stuffed it into his mouth , was scalded until hissing, the fresh and tender lotus seed paste was soft in the mouth, with a light sip, the silky flesh melted in the mouth, and the sweetness lingered on the tip of the tongue in circles, long and soft.

Lu Yunchen "coughed" twice, cleared his throat, caught the greedy behavior of the little greedy cat on the spot, and patted his back lightly.

Qin Muyan was shocked, like a frightened deer, with a pair of almond eyes wide open, looking at Lu Yunchen innocently and in shock, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, and hot heat slowly rose from the roots of his ears, this man.. this man...

"Why are you staring at me? Are you not convinced? Do you still want to eat this lotus seed paste mooncake?" Lu Yunchen pinched a couple of tricks and said "threat".

Silently chanting "the prime minister can pull a boat in his stomach" and "a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake", the little greedy cat had to bow his head in front of the delicious food. He waved his fists with no deterrent force at the "big tail wolf", grunted twice, and turned his head Sitting back in front of the stove again, he started to light a fire with a stuffy head.

Lu Yunchen couldn't see his pitiful appearance, so he took another spoonful of lotus paste and handed it to him, "Just for this, I can't eat any more, otherwise it won't be enough to make mooncakes."

The little greedy cat took a mouthful and stuffed the lotus seed paste into its mouth. There were two shallow dimples on the corners of its lips, and its apricot eyes were like two crescent moons shining a little bit of starlight, which made Lu Yunchen so distracted that he wished to throw down the lotus in his hand. The work is to bring people into the house and make some sauces.

After holding back, Lu Yunchen still pulled the person over and pecked him lightly. Under the accusing and condemning eyes of the little guy, he calmly poured fine sugar into the iron pot, pretending that nothing happened, "Why? ? I didn’t take a bite of this lotus seed paste, and I’m still not interested in trying whether it’s sweet or not.”

Qin Muyan blushed from being teased, opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't be as unscrupulous as him, and finally closed his mouth aggrieved.

Lu Yunchen added some water to the pot, and stirred it slowly until the sugar was completely dissolved in the water, bubbling, "paji" the small crystal bubbles suddenly burst, and sweetness came from all directions.

"Ayan..." Qin Muyan turned his back and refused to talk to him.

"Okay..." Qin Muyan moved his ears and turned his head slightly.

"Oh, I'm scalding to death..." Suddenly there was a rapid cry of pain behind him, he got up immediately, and saw Lu Yunchen covering his hands, frowning, gasping for cold air hissingly.

"What's the matter, what's the matter? Hurry up and flush it with water... Hurry up..." Qin Muyan anxiously stepped forward to check the place he was covering, but was dragged into his arms unexpectedly, and a low smile came from his ear Voice.

"It's nothing, my husband doesn't want to talk to me, my husband can't, so I have to think of a way to make you take good care of me."

Knowing that he had been tricked a lot, Qin Muyan twisted his body to break free from his shackles, but was hugged tightly instead. In the billowing white mist, the two stood in front of the stove, their figures overlapped, and their ears rubbed against each other.

"The pot... the pot is going to be burnt." The little husband blushed from the lingering kisses, and smelled a faint smell of burnt.

Afraid that the pot used to steam the salted duck eggs by himself had dried up the water, Lu Yunchen hastily lifted the lid of the pot, and as expected, the bottom of the pot was stained with a layer of rust.

"I just said don't make trouble here, you must...you must not listen." Qin Muyan blushed and blamed.

Lu Yunchen took out the salted duck eggs, his fingers were so hot that he almost threw the plate, and he put the heat on the stove, he quickly touched his cold earlobe, and joked casually, "Then tell me, don't make trouble here , where are you going to make trouble?"

Qin Mu was at a loss for words, knowing that this "big-tailed wolf" was digging a hole here again, waiting for himself to jump in, turned his head to ignore his words, picked up the spatula, and stirred the boiling sugar water in the pot .

Lu Yunchen knew that his little husband was thin-skinned, and if he continued to tease him, he might turn against him, so he simply restrained his thoughts of irritating him. Seeing that the sugar water in the pot was boiling and gradually becoming viscous, he squeezed out Lemon juice dripped inside, and when the lotus seed paste was stir-fried just now, the sourness in the arms has not dissipated, and it is still a little weak to lift it up now.

"I'll still stir it. Don't I have to peel off the egg yolk?" Qin Muyan picked up the wooden spatula and slowly stirred it along the side of the pot. With his help, Lu Yunchen was free to start peeling the salted egg yolk.

He first put the hot duck eggs in the cold well water and soaked them for a cup of tea, then peeled them, and after two or three strokes, he picked out the complete egg yolks, and put the remaining egg whites elsewhere, waiting for fried rice.

The original clear water in the pot has changed color to bright red, reflecting the clear waves. Qin Muyan's hands are sore, and the speed of stirring has obviously slowed down.

"I see that the syrup is almost boiled, let's put out the fire." Lu Yunchen came over after finishing his work, took a look, and instructed.

It was already late at night, and the street outside was completely quiet. Occasionally, a carriage or two would pass by with the clatter of horseshoes. They had been busy all night, and the two of them couldn't stand it anymore, and Qin Muyan even narrowed his eyes. He closed his eyes and yawned several times.

Lu Yunchen roughly summed up that the process of the egg yolk and lotus seed paste mooncakes has only been completed less than halfway, but considering that he will have to get up early tomorrow, he can only put it aside for a while, and there is still some time before the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he is not in a hurry For a while, besides the egg yolk and lotus seed paste, he wanted to try other flavors.

After dragging Qin Muyan to wash up hastily, the two fell asleep as soon as they touched the pillows, and slept until dawn.

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next day,

Liang Huan and Gu Ping rushed over early to help organize the day's ingredients.

Taking advantage of the gap after the meal, Lu Yunchen put the syrup that had solidified after cooling overnight, re-dissolved with water, dug two spoonfuls of lard into the basin, and began to stir along the edge of the basin.

Yesterday's soreness passed through the night, and it didn't seem to subside in the slightest. Instead, it became more and more serious. After stirring twice, Lu Yunchen stopped to rest and rubbed his sore arms. Stir the syrup well.

"Brother Yunchen, you scholars are quick-witted. I will never be able to figure out what kind of moon cake this is." After working with Lu Yunchen until now, Gu Ping admires him more and more. It's from Guokui, and there are moon cakes, which really opened his eyes.

Lu Yunchen laughed dryly, and secretly groaned in his heart. He knew that the egg yolk and lotus seed paste was so difficult to deal with. He only wanted the whole red bean stuffing and mung bean stuffing. , the three pairs of expectant eyes stared straight at the guy Shier in his hand, but it made him difficult to ride a tiger, so he had to bite the bullet and continue.

Hurrying quickly, it took another afternoon to make the mooncake crust. Lu Yunchen sat on the chair and couldn't even raise his hand. This is really not a job done by humans. How important it is, these processes that can be easily completed with only equipment today, in this ancient time, would require his manual work bit by bit. Without the help of Qin Muyan and the three of them, even if I can explain it here, I may not be able to do it. Can get out of work.

Lu Yunchen took a deep breath, and there is a saying that goes, "One go at a time, then go down, and three times." If you let go of your strength at this moment, you will suffer a big loss. No matter what, you have to insist on making the first pot first.

He wrapped the egg yolk and lotus seed paste into a round shape, and stuffed it into the mooncake mold that Chen Yan had customized in advance. He only needed to press lightly, and when he pushed it out, it was in the shape of a mooncake with edges and corners. .

Qin Muyan was obviously very interested in this job. He chased after Lu Yunchen, kneaded one, then pressed it down, and carefully pushed it out completely. After a while, delicate mooncakes were neatly placed on the chopping board.

Lu Yunchen specially brought the oven for making birthday cakes back then, and it is in use right now.

After about two quarters of an hour, a trace of sweetness oozes out from the oven, making the gluttons in their stomachs clamor.

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