Chapter 41: Ciba

An Xiaojiu went out and found a small corner. He took the recipe from Taobao and found out how to use it. Remember to go back and turn the seasonings.
I also want to thank Rong'an for that snack product, because An Xiaojiu started to study new delicious foods, and always has no seasonings, so with the encouragement of Rong'an snack products, Rong Jing bought all the seasonings that were sold , And the amount is not small.
After thinking about it, I chose three flavors of ravioli.
Apple Bean Paste Roast, Peanut Glutinous Rice Roast and Purple Sweet Potato Roast.
When the small bowl was gone, An Xiaojiu was just out of the pot, so Li Xiaowan brought two or three pieces to taste, and then took out a lot of ravioli into the basket and went out.
As I walked, I shouted, "Sister, I'll go to Mr. Rong, and know that you want to avoid suspicion, so I won't call you."
An Xiaoqi: ...
"This girl is really ..." An Xiaoqi shook his head helplessly, looked at the sky, speeded up the embroidery, stretched out and dropped, "Go away, Aunt Qing, let us try this little girl too What a shame. "
"Okay, but I smelled it for a long time."
An Xiaoqi opened the pan and looked at the soft round circles on the drawer, which seemed to be very puppet, An Xiaoqi liked it at a glance.
"Oh, this looks great."
"Well." Qing Niang couldn't help laughing and said, "Shouldn't it look delicious?"
Looks good?
It ’s food, it does n’t look good, and it has something to do with it ...
After two people took out a taste, they were full of praise.
Qingniang couldn't help but said with emotion: "This purple potato can also be used for filling?"
I want her to say, Xiao Jiu ’s mind is so alive, she can think of using purple sweet potato to make stuffing. If it makes her think, she would n’t even think about it.
"Ah? Your purple potato?" An Xiaoqi ate the wrong taste and looked down. "Yeah, mine is glutinous rice peanuts."
"This little nine, has several kinds of stuffing?" Qing Niang laughed, remembering something suddenly, and whispered, "Little seven, there should be something for me, but we can live together. Just because of fate, I rely on my old age and ask you to say something to you.
"Aunt Qing, you say." An Xiaoqi put down his things and listened seriously.
Whether it was Aunt Qing or Uncle Rong, An Xiaoqi would listen.
Their sisters are still too young, if they can be watched by their elders, it would be much better.
Therefore, Aunt Qing is willing to give advice, An Xiaoqi is desperate for it, how can he refuse it?
"This little nine, maybe born so smart, has a very high talent for cooking, but I can also see that small nine is naturally sensitive and careful. Her talent for cooking is also I dare not show it, I'm afraid ... "
Qing Niang thought for a long time and didn't want to understand what An Xiaojiu was afraid of, but she sensitively felt what An Xiaojiu was afraid of, so she tried to hide her talent for cooking.
"Aunt Qing, I understand what you mean." An Xiaoqi is also a smart person who knows the sound after hearing Qin Yin, and understands what Qing Niang wants to express with a little thought. "Aunt Qing, I won't do it again Asked something, she's my sister, I'm not good ... I won't harm her. "
"Little Seven, you are also very clever and sensible, your sisters will have better and better lives." Qing Niang was very emotional about this.
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Qing Niang was very worried when she was sent here at first.
How to help?
But when I came here, I knew that she didn't need her help at all. An Xiaojiu and An Xiaoqi could also make the wind and the wind of life live.
Moreover, to say something bad, the two sisters are helping her too.
If she could rely on herself, she would be able to support herself, but it would never be so easy.
"Thank you Aunt Qing, Xiaojiu and I are too young, and sometimes I hope Aunt Qing can mention a little more." An Xiaochi made up, holding Qingniang's arm, and smiled close.
There is a big difference if there are elders in the family.
In the end, she and Xiaojiu are still too young.
"Of course it will." Qingniang smiled and patted the back of An Xiaoqi's hand, and said, "Small Jiu returned after a while, let's ask Xiao Ji how to do this thing, let's help Xiao Ji Do together."
"it is good."
Besides Xiao Jiu's side, after coming to Uncle Rong, the little fat man Rong'an smelled the scent and came out. Before waiting for Uncle Rong and Rong Jing to come out, they ate two ravioli.
I still want to eat again, but An Xiaojiu's small paw was killed.
"This thing is too greasy, I tell you, you can't eat more. You have eaten two in one breath, and the rest will be eaten until dinner at night." An Xiaojiu could not refuse to look.
Rong An is too young. The child's stomach is weak. An Xiaojiu is afraid that Rong An will be uncomfortable after eating the stomach.
"Ah? Why didn't you tell me earlier, Xiaojiu? You had to look at me and eat two before telling me?" Rong An's resentment, big eyes and sullen pity on An Xiaojiu, With a small mouth, I was very dissatisfied. "I knew I would eat a little bit, and I haven't tasted anything."
"Blamed me?" An Xiaojiu's eyebrows were cheerful and smug, as if teasing a child, very fulfilling.
Looking at this picture of An Xiaojiu, Rong An Xiaozheng was too angry to stand upright and stood up. "Sister Xiaojiu, you are too bad."
"Is your kid too embarrassed, who's to blame?" Uncle Rong stood at the door and greeted An Xiaojiu. "Little Jiu, what's your taste?"
An Xiaojiu rubbed Rong'an's head, walked into the room very briskly, put the basket on the table, and said with a smile: "I made a and want to sell in town tomorrow, Mr. Rong You try it, how is my craft? "
"Okay, I have a mouthful again."
Uncle Rong is not surprised at all. It seems that An Xiaojiu can make glutinous rice, which is a normal thing. Pick up a piece and taste it.
After eating a piece, Uncle Rong stopped eating.
The stuff is too greasy, he can't eat more when he is old, otherwise he ca n’t digest it.
An Xiaojiu also smiled and took out a piece and gave it to Brother Rong who just came in, "Brother Rong, try it."
"Yes." Rong Jing was concise, as always.
"This time I made three kinds of stuffing, glutinous rice peanuts, purple sweet potatoes and apple bean paste. If I go to town to sell, I plan to make another kind of corn, a kind of brown sugar." An Xiao Nine told Mr. Rong about his plans in detail, and he looked like Mr. Rong as an elder in his family.
This point, Mr. Rong Rong is also very happy