I opened a mother and baby supermarket in ancient times to raise cubs

In the end, Zongzong returned home contentedly holding the wooden lamb given by Chen Fulang. He ran so fast along the way that Qiao Mian couldn't control this rascal.

The father and son returned home happily, but as soon as they opened the door, Qiao Mian smelled a strong smell of blood.

At this moment, many terrifying guesses flashed through his mind, could it be that Young Tiger was caught by Liu Da?What kind of beast did the cub run into?

As soon as such thoughts popped up, his heart trembled, and he ran towards the yard in big strides with Zong Zong in his arms, and stopped abruptly after just two steps.

I saw a large area of ​​blood on the beach at the door of the firewood house, and there were two miserable dead pheasants on the ground.

Seeing this, Qiao Mian breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the bloody smell came from the two chickens.

But what about the white tiger cub?Could it be that he ran away again?

Qiao Mian put down the rice dumplings and let him play in the yard by himself, carried two chickens into the kitchen, and went to the bedroom to look for them, but they still couldn't find them.

When he came to the yard again, he heard movement from the wall. Qiao Mian tiptoed to look, and saw a wet tiger cub standing by the wall. His red eyes turned vigilantly. jumped down.

Wherever it went, it left water marks.

Qiao Mian walked over and asked, "Are you going to take a bath in the river?"

The white tiger circled around his legs, as if he was smelling the scent or looking for a mark, his kiss lightly pressed against Qiao Mian's calf, purring, "Ho Ho."

Husband just caught chickens and made a bad smell. Seeing that you and your son didn't come back, he went to take a bath in the river.

Qiao Mian did not dislike the wet fur of the tiger cub, but picked it up and said seriously as he walked, "You caught the chicken? Didn't I tell you not to let you go out? Not to mention that we are married to Liu Da Qiu, I heard that the government has been offering rewards to tigers, especially white tigers, what if you were caught?"

The white tiger cub nestled obediently in his arms, its round eyes seemed to be covered with clear crystals, and the tip of its small red tongue stuck out, licking Qiao Mian's chin in a fawning manner.

As soon as Qiao Mian finished saying these words, he felt how stupid he was, how could this little tiger understand human language?

But after being kissed fiercely by the cub, the way he looked at the cub changed a little. Could it be that this cub not only understands human nature, but can also understand people's speech?

Qiao Mian was suspicious, but now that he had a lot of work in his hands, he didn't have time to think about it. He took the coarse cloth beside him and wiped off the water on the cub, and then carried the crazy Zong Zong to the bamboo chair to be with the cub. In one place, I went to the kitchen.

The ripe hawthorn hanging in the well has cooled down quite a bit. He crushed the hawthorn into finer pieces with a rolling pin beside him, and then filtered it several times with a wooden colander until his hands were so tired that the hawthorn paste was sour. It finally became smooth and delicate, so I put the bought icing sugar and fried glutinous rice flour into it, and stirred again until the hawthorn became a paste.

After that, he kneaded the bright red and sticky hawthorn into small balls, and pressed them one by one into the rabbit mold. Qiao Mian thought about it again, and took out sesame seeds from the preserved fruit he bought to decorate the rabbit's eyes.

Taking advantage of the high sun, Qiao Mian climbed up and put the mold on a high place to dry, waiting for it to take shape.

After finishing the work, Qiao Mian looked at the two "timely chickens" on the ground. Fortunately, the space in his hand can be regarded as a "refrigerator." The chicken will be stinky.

He quickly disposed of the two chickens, and set aside part of the chicken breast and drumstick meat to make some baby food for sale. The rest of the meat was stewed in one pot, and it was used as dinner for the family.

In the evening of the next day, Qiao Mian took the hawthorn rabbit down from the height.

Zong Zong is the most curious at this age. He wants to have a kick first when he sees everything. Seeing Qiao Mian holding the little rabbit in his hand is even more fun. He and the young tiger are like Qiao Mian's little tail. Wherever you go, these two little dwarfs will follow you.

Qiao Mian put the mold on the table, and a tiger and a cub on the opposite side also put their furry claws and chubby hands on the stone table, and their identical round eyes followed Qiao Mian's movements up and down.

Just looking at the molded rabbits, there is nothing special, but once the bright red hawthorn sauce settles in, I can see the lifelike little rabbits seem to have life, each with small hands, slick black sesame eyes, charmingly naive, It is gratifying and cute to look at.

Qiao Mian felt the hardness of the hawthorn, and then carefully looked at the color, and found that it was good except that the hardness was a little hard. Then next time I make it, I can charge it in advance.

He was still very satisfied, so he took out two and handed them to the other two, "Eat."

Zong Zong held it in his hand with joy in his eyes, "Like a rabbit!" He licked his mouth again, his grape-like eyes suddenly lit up, "Sweet!"

The white tiger cub sniffed for a long time, but seeing Qiao Mian's expectant eyes, he rolled his tongue, and still rolled the red thing into his stomach.

Although it is impossible for the tiger to find this kind of sour and sweet hawthorn delicious, he has been a person for many years. He felt a little sour when he first tasted it, but after chewing it a few times, he felt very sweet and glutinous. The combination of sweet and sour is very good. Delicious, after swallowing, there is still a faint sesame aroma on the lips and teeth.

Qiao Mian saw that the white tiger cub rubbed his head against his hand after eating, and yelled "Ho Ho" at him in a childish voice.

Fu Lang is amazing!It was very delicious!

Qiao Mian actually understood Baihu's meaning, picked up Baihu and put it on his knees, rubbed his forehead back on Baihu's fur, and said happily, "I think it's delicious too!"

In the remaining few days, Qiao Mian and Tang Qing began to study the main dishes on the platter.

And the white tiger sneaks out for a while every night, and the next day there will be a pile of pheasants and sometimes hares at the door of their kitchen.

Since there is enough meat, Qiao Mian has tried to cook a lot of dishes in the past few days. In just a few days, the zongzi has become visibly fatter to the naked eye, and even the white tiger's fur has become a little fluffy.

Before dawn that day, Qiao Mian and Tang Qing pushed the cart they rented from Carpenter Chen to the town.

When they arrived in the town, they saw that the vendors on this street had arrived earlier than them, and they were busy dumping goods and supporting pallets. The aroma of meat buns and braised noodles could be smelled from afar.

Qiao Mian and Tang Qing had just finished supporting the boards when they heard someone behind them "Huh?"

Qiao Mian turned around and saw that it was the windmill vendor at that time.

The vendor smiled, "I thought you looked familiar from a long distance away, but I didn't expect you to actually set up a stall."

Tang Qing glanced at the windmill grass target behind him, and saw that he was also a street vendor.

Qiao Mian said, "Yes, I happen to be able to make something."

The small vendor stood on tiptoe and glanced behind Qiao Mian, but couldn't see any way out, and asked, "What are you selling?"

Qiao Mian wiped the plank and said, "I made something for the children."

The vendor was relieved when he heard that it was for food, and he rolled his eyes, "Since both of us are selling things for children, then I won't go there to find a place, I'll just be next to you."

Qiao Mian just said, "You're welcome." Then he followed Tang Qing and placed the platter on the pallet.

At first, the vendor was bored adjusting his windmill target, but his eyes were straightened when he saw what Qiao Mian brought out.

The cloud-shaped plate is divided into three parts. The first grid contains a few small rabbits with bright red hawthorn, and the second grid is filled with milky white puffs the size of a thumb. You can smell a milky fragrance from far away. The third compartment is filled with steamed red dates and yam cakes in the shape of a little tiger, and a note is pasted next to the plate, which says "cloud plate".

And there were about a dozen plates on that pallet, with the words "apple plate", "tiger plate", "flower plate" and "bear plate" written on it.

In addition to the creamy puff sticks, these plates also have hawthorn candies in the shape of small animals, small steamed buns in the shape of flowers, red dates and yam cakes, chicken and vegetable rice balls, and he also decorated the plates with cucumbers and lettuce at home. Come, I feel that the food on the platter is bright and beautiful.

There is a square box at the front of the pallet, and a wooden sign with the words "Try it" stands next to it.

The vendor couldn't sit still anymore, walked over to look at it for a long time, his eyes lit up again and again, "Hey, how did you come up with this plate? It looks so delicate and wonderful!"

Qiao Mian said with a smile, "I have a child at home, so I make it for the child when I have nothing to do, and figure out something after going back and forth."

The vendor stroked his chin and sighed a few more words about how amazing he was, before returning to his windmill target.

After a while, the number of people on this street gradually increased.

Qiao Mian and Tang Qing looked at each other, and they both saw tension in each other's eyes.

Maybe Qiao Mian and the others put out novel and beautiful dishes and things, even the men walking down the street would glance at them.

It didn't take long before I saw a woman in brown cloth walking over with a four or five-year-old girl in her arms.

The girl was fat and white, with a golden lock around her neck, her eyes were shining when she saw the things in the shop, and she pulled the woman's collar vigorously, "Nurse, nurse, let me down!"

"Oh, my little ancestor, please be gentle." The woman carefully placed the girl on the ground, looked at the stall with a look of surprise, pointed to the plates and asked, "What are you doing? How do you sell them?"

Before Qiao Mian could speak, the girl pointed at the plate and said, "I want this little rabbit, and I want this little tiger!"

Qiao Mian glanced at Tang Qing, Tang Qing understood, took out a rabbit and hawthorn candy from the cloth pocket under the shop and handed it to the girl, and said with a smile, "You are the first little customer of our stall today, and I will give you a rabbit and hawthorn candy as a present." .”

After the girl took it, she couldn't put it down and played with it. Although the taste was delicious and sweet, she didn't want to eat it at all. She touched the rabbit's ears, touched the black sesame eyes, pulled the nurse's sleeve and laughed, "Nurse, nurse, look How cute the bunny is!"

The nanny also felt gratified when she saw this lifelike little rabbit, but after all, it was the child of the master's family. She still didn't dare to let the girl eat it casually, so she asked, "Your rabbits are all made of hawthorn? How do you sell them? And How are those plates sold?"

Qiao Mian pointed to her one by one, "This hawthorn and rabbit candy is made of Zhonghetang hawthorn. Don't worry, there is not much sugar in it. The child will not have toothache after eating it, and it is very delicious. Hawthorn and rabbit candies cost a penny each."

"These assorted plates, like this cloud plate, are snack plates, and they cost [-] yuan a plate, and these bear plates, which contain chicken and vegetable rice balls, and pastries, cost [-] yuan a plate."

The nanny nodded, although she felt that Guike was spending the owner's money, she didn't feel much distressed, and pointed to a pile of snow-white puff sticks in the cloud tray and asked, "I've smelled this fragrance from a long distance away, is it?" What is it?"

Qiao Mian said, "This is cloud milk strips, which also use eel weed from Zhonghetang. One piece of oil paper wraps six cents. Come, you can try this."

Seeing this, Tang Qing quickly handed her a pair of chopsticks.

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