After dressing as a superb old woman, I am bound to the power system

Duan Mingqing rubbed the cloth bag in his hands according to Qiao Lan's instructions. As he rubbed it, he felt that it didn't feel right and seemed a little sticky.

Is this thing really for eating?

Duan Mingqing was confused and continued to work silently.

On the other side, Qiao Lan and Mrs. Wang picked out the rounder onions.

Cut the onion with a cross-shaped knife, without cutting to the bottom, and cut it four or five times, but Wang couldn't quite understand it.

After the water in the pot boiled, Qiao Lan used a rattan colander to hold the thing, "bury some ashes and lower the fire in the stove."

Qiao Lan saw that the bubbles in the pot were no longer so dense, and she immediately put down the things in her hands.

After a while, a reddish lotus flower bloomed in the water.

Qiao Lan looked at it and fiddled with the onions in his hand and put them in the water next to him.

Qiao Lan originally wanted to buy flowers and stuff them inside. After asking the apprentice about it, and knowing that flowers were extremely expensive, Qiao Lan was thinking of other alternatives.

She could also make lotus flowers, but the water was too deep and it was difficult to pick them when it was dark, so Qiao Lan gave up her thoughts on making lotus flowers.

By chance, she saw an old man selling vegetables and his basket of shallots. Qiao Lan immediately thought of what to use to make flowers.

Qiao Lan once saw some chefs using cut onions to make creative dishes. The cut onions were wrapped in egg wash and flour and deep-fried in a pan. When they came out of the pan, onion flowers bloomed naturally on the plate.

That’s how Qiao Lan came up with the idea of ​​using onions to make flowers!

However, the onion tastes a bit strong, so frying the onion is not suitable for making flower cakes. Boiling it in hot water is just right.

After Duan Mingqing had kneaded the stuff out, Qiao Lan poured in lime water and mixed it. She took out a small bowl and added some sugar into it.

Then slowly pour it into a small cup and add the scallions.

Duan Mingqing thought she probably understood. His mother probably wanted to use this thing to make tea soup.

"Mom, do you need to find a bowl to pour the rest in?" Duan Mingqing asked.

"No, just find a basin and put it there. Let's make some red bean soup tomorrow and share it with the family! But I have to watch these two small cups carefully and don't bump them. Qing'er, I have something to ask.

You..." Qiao Lan suddenly looked at Duan Mingqing and said.

Seeing this posture, Mrs. Wang retreated voluntarily.

Qiao Lan taught Duan Mingqing what to say and what to do tomorrow.

Duan Mingqing listened for a while, feeling complicated.

"Mom, do you really want to do this?"

Qiao Lan looked at this cheap son calmly and said, "Just do it! Otherwise it will be difficult for our family to cross the river."

"My son knows."

She just asked Duan Mingqing to give something away, why did she make it look like she was sacrificing?

So dignified!

Qiao Lan got up early the next day, packed the flower cakes she made, picked a nicer plate at home, found a box to put it in, and handed it to Duan Mingqing for him to work on.

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Duan Mingqing specially wore solemn clothes today, and with the aroma of books on his body, he looked like an elegant scholar.

Qiao Lan was very satisfied with Duan Mingqing's outfit. She couldn't help but look at it a few more times and urged, "Go quickly!"

Mrs. Liu came over to Duan Mingqing before he left and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Mom asked me to do something. I'll tell you when it's done."

Mrs. Liu nodded.

Duan Mingqing looked back around the yard and saw that the window of Duan Mingjing's room had not yet been opened, thinking that his second brother must still be sleeping.

If the second brother sees it, he may not be able to go out smoothly, so he should leave first.

Duan Mingqing took Sun Ping out with him.

Duan Mingqing followed Qiao Lan's instructions and went to the Wang family and asked the concierge if the eldest master of the Wang family was at home.

The answer I received was that the uncle had gone out early in the morning to inspect the property and would probably be back before lunch.

After hearing this, Duan Mingqing handed over his gift and said, "My lord, I was once kind to me. Now that I have passed the exam and passed by here, I want to repay you. This is the gift and a letter I have prepared. I must give it to you."

Pass it over to the great master."

The concierge heard this and took it over respectfully.

After all, they are a merchant family, and they usually have to be polite when meeting an official. Although they don't know whether the person in front of them has been admitted as a scholar or something else, but judging from his extraordinary demeanor, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Duan Mingqing left after delivering the gift.

When the eldest son of the Wang family came home, the concierge repeated what Duan Mingqing said that morning, and then sent the gift box to the letter.

Wang Changshun is in his forties this year, and his memory is not good as he gets older.

Wang Changshun didn't even think about how he had helped this gentleman. He just opened the letter and took a look.

The letter said that Mr. Wang was doing business in other places and gave porridge to some poor people.

He happened to live on the street and was separated from his family. He once ate a bowl of porridge from Mr. Wang and remembered it in his heart. He didn't know what to give in return, so he gave him a box of snacks.

It is said that this snack has an extraordinary origin, but it is not easy to store. It must be eaten on the same day after opening the box, otherwise it will spoil.

The Wang family's business is very big, not just shipping ships. Many shops in Luosha Town belong to the Wang family. Wang Changshun also went out to do business in his early years.

Since I haven't gone out in recent years, I've been doing patrols at home.

After reading the contents of the letter, Wang Changshun opened the box.

I thought it was just a few pieces of exquisite snacks, but this crystal clear thing that looked like a block of water actually had a small blooming lotus wrapped in the middle.

He would believe it if someone said that eating something would prolong life!

"This, this..." Wang Changshun's breathing became serious, "Go and call the concierge."

Wang Changshun asked the concierge carefully about the man's appearance.

From the concierge's point of view, the gentleman was very handsome and well-known, and he had servants behind him. He looked like he belonged to a wealthy family.

Wang Changshun steadied his breathing and thought for a while. The young master said that he would come back tomorrow. He would just make a special trip to wait at home tomorrow!

How can a bowl of thin porridge compare to such a precious gift?

"Is the old man in the yard?"

"The old man is eating!"

Wang Changshun took the snacks and went to find his father!

There are only two of these snacks, so they are extremely valuable, so they must be made to honor your parents first.

As for the rest, I’ll discuss it with the gentleman tomorrow when he comes! See if you can afford to buy a few more pieces.

Just as Qiao Lan imagined, when Duan Mingqing went to visit again the next day, he was respectfully invited to the courtyard by the Wang family's concierge.

He said that all the old ladies among them were waiting for him!

Duan Mingqing followed the boy into the house and saw the Wang family in the yard, who were tall, short, fat and thin and looked vaguely similar.

Duan Mingqing was a little unhappy with the Wang family because of the previous crossing of the river.

"I don't know what to call this Mr. Duan?" the old man of the Wang family stepped forward and asked.