Quickly wear a life of peace

Not long after Xiaohe left, Wang came to Song Qingning to inquire about the situation.

"Qingning, why did Xiaohe go out of the house? What happened?"

Song Qingning felt that there was nothing to hide, so he explained the matter to Wang.

"Aunt, what kind of business do you think we should let them do?"

Wang thought it was very funny that her daughter, at such a young age, was already worrying about other people's chores, so she laughed and teased her, "What do you think, Qingning? Do you have any secret recipe?"

Of course there are, there are a lot! Song Qingning thought so in her heart, but she would not say it out loud, she was just a child who could not recognize all the words.

Song Qingning curled her lips and smiled sweetly at Wang, "Aunt, I'll go look through the book, it must be there!"

My daughter is willing to study hard and read books, even if they are miscellaneous books, that's good too, Wang agreed happily.

Song Qingning stayed in the study and read some travel books. He felt that although there were delicious foods here, most of them were pastries.

I also read in a book that most people ate bean rice, which was equivalent to the level during the Qin and Han dynasties.

The nobles had a wider variety of food, which was equivalent to the level of the Sui and Tang dynasties.

Looking at the words "bean rice" in the book, Song Qingning remembered that there was no tofu in this dynasty!

This is a good thing. There are many ways to cook it and even more ways to eat it. It is definitely a sure win.

It's just a bit harder, and stone mills are not yet popular, so it's expensive to get one.

Xiao He came back the next afternoon, and Niu Manshan's leg had already been treated with medicine.

When Xiao He came back, her mother asked Xiao He to bring back the hawthorns from home to thank Song Qingning.

Although the fruit is sour and has many seeds, the fruits in her home are well preserved and still very fresh, so she gave it to Song Qingning to change his taste.

Song Qingning's mind is full of business now. The first thing that comes to her mind when she sees hawthorn is the most famous candied haws and her favorite hawthorn cake.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, he couldn't suppress it, and he looked at Xiaohe with bright eyes.

"Xiao He, I have two recipes for making money. I'll teach you. Then you can go back and give them to your mother and brother. Ask them to make them and sell them on the street. You won't become rich, but you'll definitely have enough to eat and wear."

Xiao He was extremely surprised. She didn't expect that the young lady cared about her so much and had thought of a job for her family so quickly.

She was so moved that she almost cried. She knelt down to Song Qingning with a plop. "Miss, thank you for treating me so well. You gave me and my family a chance to survive. I swear to you that I will repay you well and will not betray you or let you down."

Song Qingning was startled by her and quickly reached out to pull her, "What are you doing? Get up quickly. Why are you doing it so hard? It must hurt. Get up quickly."

Xiao He, who was kneeling on the ground, refused to get up. "Miss, please listen to me. I know that you treat me well. My father, mother, and brother are also grateful to you. When I came back, my father also said that if you have anything to do, just tell me. My family will do our best to serve you."

"Okay, okay, I understand your intentions. Get up quickly. We still have to try to make the things early." Song Qingning was also happy to meet a family that knew how to repay a favor.

Although she has not met any members of the Niu family other than Xiao He, it would not be a big loss to use such a small benefit to test whether they can be used.

Next, Song Qingning asked someone to get some beans and soak them in clean water, and he took Xiaohe to his small kitchen to make candied haws.

The Song family really dotes on their children. Every child, regardless of gender, has a small kitchen, which is something other aristocratic families do not have.

To make tasting samples, not much material is needed, so Song Qingning used a small pot, poured a bowl of sugar, and added water to cover the sugar by one centimeter.

Keep stirring until the sugar melts and the bubbles turn yellow. Song Qingning picks up a little with chopsticks and puts it in cold water for three seconds.

I tasted it and it was crispy. I asked Xiaohe to taste it as well to feel the texture.

Then he picked up the skewered hawthorns, quickly turned them around on the upper layer of foam to let the hawthorns be covered with sugar juice, and placed them on the oiled chopping board next to him.

After Song Qingning demonstrated, he let Xiaohe take over. From now on, the Niu family would be responsible for this business, so Xiaohe had to master the skills first before she could teach her family.

Fortunately, Xiao He was quite smart and soon mastered the technique. The candied haws she made were evenly wrapped, with thin and crispy sugar that did not stick to teeth.

Song Qingning tasted it and thought it was delicious, so she asked her personal maid Xiaolian to send some to the elders for them to try.

The portion for the three brothers was packed and sent to school, and some extra was specially prepared so that they could be shared among their classmates, which could be considered a disguised form of advertising.

As a younger generation, giving your elders some food that you cook yourself is a sign of filial piety.

So in order to reward her filial piety, the elders gave her some small toys to play with.

For example, the pearl bracelet given by grandmother, the pink gemstone bead flowers given to mother, and the purse filled with silver melon seeds and peanuts given to Aunt Zhao.

Wang was even more generous to her own daughter. She promised to make her a set of spring clothes, and when spring came, she asked the mistress to take her out to play.

Song Qingning was very happy to receive the gifts, especially the opportunity to go out and play, which was exactly what she wanted.

In the evening, when Censor Song came back, he was visibly delighted when he ate the snacks his youngest daughter had given him.

Then he sent a set of four treasures of the study to Song Qingning.

Song Qingning smacked his lips. It was ok, it was quite useful. "Thank you, Dad!"

The family had dinner quietly and then went back to their rooms to rest.

The gauze that Song Qingning had asked Xiaolian to prepare was also washed and hung out to dry.

I told Xiaohe to go to bed early because I had to make tofu tomorrow.

The winter morning was chilly, but the room was cozy and warm. Song Qingning's face was rosy as she slept under the soft quilt.

At three quarters past three in the morning, following the powerful biological clock, Song Qingning slowly opened her eyes, and the maid outside became busy, helping her to dress and wash.

This made Song Qingning sigh every time, what an evil feudal society!

But since I am a vested interest, I have nothing to complain about.

My grandmother was considerate of the younger generation and only allowed people to pay their respects to her on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. My mother followed suit and only allowed the younger generation in the house to pay their respects to her on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.

Then she would take people to the old lady's place and they would chat for a while.

So Song Qingning doesn't have anything to do normally.

After breakfast, Song Qingning ordered Xiao Si from the stable to pull one of the idle horses over, put a lasso on it, blindfold it, and prepare to use the mill to grind tofu.