The happy little days of the Ye family

After the fish was roasted, Ye Qingqing placed the grilled fish and half of the roast duck on the stone table.

At this time, Tang Shan brought over half a pot of rice wine, and the father and son drank while eating grilled fish and duck.

There was also a grilled fish that Ye Qingqing put on a plate and took to Ye's house.

At this time, everyone in the Ye family had returned and were having dinner. On the dinner table was the roast duck that Ye Qingqing had cooked in the afternoon.

Ye Qingqing put the grilled fish on the dining table, "The time is just right, the grilled fish is ready, everyone try the grilled fish I made."

Ye Xilin, who had not yet had enough to eat in the afternoon, was the first to take a piece of fish.

"It's delicious. With your skills, sister, it would be a pity not to sell grilled fish."

Old Mrs. Ye also picked up a chopstick and joked: "Your sister is spoiled and spoiled. She can bake it for fun, but she can't stand staying in front of the oven all day."

"I can be the conductor." Ye Qingqing said with a smile.

Mother Ye looked at Ye Qingqing, who was still childish, and smiled softly: "Have you eaten yet? Let's eat some more together."

"I won't eat anymore. I'm full from the barbecue in the afternoon. I also cooked mung bean porridge at home. I'll go back and drink some to relieve the heat later."

However, Ye Qingqing didn't go back and was anxious. He pulled a chair over and sat down next to Ye's mother.

"This grilled fish is delicious, much better than this roast duck."

"It's pretty good. The fish is grilled just right."

Everyone was quite satisfied with the grilled fish, but the failed roast duck was just average.

However, everyone was very supportive and ate everything. Even the bones were rounded by snowballs and sweet potatoes.

Ye Qingqing, who was a little bored, said, "Mom, didn't you say you would sell roast chicken at your braised pork shop this afternoon? I think this is a good idea."

Father Ye raised his head suddenly and said in confusion: "Ah? Do you want to sell roast chicken in the shop?"

Mother Ye explained: "You just came back and I haven't had time to tell you yet."

"Didn't Qingqing make roast duck this afternoon? I just thought that I could sell roast chicken at the braised pork shop."

"Don't you always say that everyone nearby is tired of the braised pork in the shop? There is a kitchen in the shop anyway, and an oven can be set up to sell roasted chicken."

Father Ye really wanted to sell roast chicken in a braised pork shop, but he frowned when he thought about the cramped kitchen.

"The roast chicken you and Qing Qing made is quite delicious, but the kitchen there is too small. We also sell bacon rice for lunch, so there is really no room to set up an oven."

"The house in the back has been rented out, otherwise it would be great to cook roast chicken there."

Such a good opportunity, but there is no place to cook roast chicken. Father Ye is very distressed because of his money.

Ye Qingqing on the side suggested: "Dad, we can prepare the roast chicken at home and take it to the shop."

"You have to pack up the pig guts, pig heads, etc. at home anyway in the morning before going to the shop."

"You can put the roasted chicken in the oven and bake it first, and then wash the pigs in the water, so you won't waste time."

"But the roasted chicken at the braised pork shop was cold. This roasted chicken is delicious only when it is hot." Father Ye was still a little worried.

"My husband brought a roast duck back from the county a few days ago. When he ate it, he roasted it in the fire again, just like it was freshly baked."

"The braised pork is ready. The stove is full of red charcoal. Take the big iron pot away. Dad, put the roasted chicken in the stove and roast it for a while. It will be a freshly baked chicken."

Mother Ye pinched Ye Qingqing's little nose and said, "You are really clever. This is good. You can save a lot of time by bringing the roasted chicken over."

"Dad is already very busy making braised pork every morning. Xiao Qi doesn't get up so early. I can help make roast chicken in the morning." Wang Chunyu volunteered.

"Xiao Yu, the flavor you prepared isn't even close to the heat. I'm going to make this roast chicken. You can help me."

The matter is settled like this. Tomorrow morning, Ye Mu will make two roast chickens to try.

"How about grilling some fish? There are a lot of fish at home anyway." Ye Xilin suggested again. He thought this grilled fish was also good.

"Okay, I'll bake it when I get there tomorrow."

Then Ye Mu and Ye Qingqing discussed the heat of the grilled fish for a long time.

When Ye Qingqing returned to the Tang family, the father and son were still drinking wine, and Dahuang and Xiaohuang were happily picking up bones at their feet.

Ye Qingqing ignored the father and son and went to the kitchen to make a bowl of mung bean porridge. After drinking a bowl of mung bean porridge, he was already full.

A large bowl of mung bean porridge was left for the father and son, and the rest was poured into Dahuang and Xiaohuang's rice plates.

"Dahuang Xiaohuang, it's time to eat."

Rhubarb and Xiaohuang were happily eating roast duck bones. They were not interested in the mung bean porridge made by Ye Qingqing and were unwilling to come over to eat.

Ye Qingqing patted Dahuang and Xiaohuang's butts and said, "You guys have chosen to eat them, whether you like them or not."

Ye Qingqing would not spoil them. Anyway, if he was hungry at night, he would eat them himself.

Ye Qingqing went back to the house to get her pajamas and prepared to wash up.

There is a large water tank at the door of the small bathing house. The water tank contains water that has been exposed to the sun for a day.

The water in the water tank has been drying outside for a day and is still warm, just right for taking a bath.

It also takes a lot of effort to fetch firewood. If the weather is hot, water is dried in a water tank.

At this time, every household filled large water tanks with water and put it outside. When it was exposed to the sun at night, the water would be warm, which was perfect for bathing.

After washing, Ye Qingqing wiped his hair while thinking about any other ways to make money.

Her parents' family is prospering, and her husband is making a lot of money, so naturally she can't fall behind.

Ye Qingqing thought for a long time, it seemed that she was only good at making embroidery.

Fortunately, the embroidery she makes is quite valuable, so I will concentrate on making the embroidery well.

Since marrying into the Tang family, although Tang Xiaojing has shared some housework, Ye Qingqing also has to cook, feed chickens and cows, and clean every day.

In addition, Ye Qingqing followed Tang Xiaojing to the mountains all day long, so he didn't have as much time to do embroidery as before at his parents' house, and the embroidery work was also much slower.

Ye Qingqing felt that she needed to re-plan her time. Embroidery was her ability to make a living, and she couldn't let it go to waste.

The first thing is to get up early. The plan for the day is in the morning. It is easier to concentrate in the morning and you can do better embroidery than in the afternoon.

Ye Qingqing made up his mind to get up early every day, spend all his time in the morning doing embroidery, and then do another hour of embroidery after taking a nap in the afternoon.

When Tang Xiaojing came back, Ye Qingqing made an agreement with him.

First: Tang Xiaojing is responsible for cleaning the front and backyard every day, so that she can have more time to do embroidery.

Second: Don’t go too far at night. Go to bed early every day. If you go to bed early, you will naturally get up early.

Tang Xiaojing agreed to the first point without even thinking, but hesitated a bit on the second point.

Tang Xiaojing promised well, but he was thinking in his heart that it would be okay to go to bed early. He could move the time of communication a little earlier every day.