The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Wen Qingcheng went into the kitchen, closed the door, and put all the donkey-hide gelatin and donkey-hide gelatin cakes into the space. It was winter in the space, and the donkey-hide gelatin cakes would probably be solidified by the time she finished cooking.

The weather has been hot these days, and the family has a poor appetite. Wen Qingcheng used black fungus and fresh walnut kernels to make a refreshing cold dish, fried eggplant with diced meat. Her consciousness came to the space and found a tomato seasoning package, which was the supplies she had stockpiled at a certain Club Member supermarket in her previous life. She planned to make a tomato shrimp vermicelli soup. I guarantee that Mo Jinghong will not be able to find this taste in the whole Da Qi. Finally, Wen Qingcheng steamed a fish and made scrambled eggs with cucumber.

When the dishes were ready, Wen Qingcheng returned to the space again and took out the plate of donkey-hide gelatin cake, only to find that it had all solidified. She found a kitchen knife, brushed some oil on the blade, and began to cut the cake on the square plate, one slice at a time, and placed it on a small plate.

"It's time for dinner. Zicheng, come and serve the dishes." Wen Qingcheng opened the kitchen door and saw Zicheng coming back. He let Xiaohei go, and the man and the dog were having fun in the yard.

Ye Xiuying also heard it, and walked out of the room with a smile. Seeing that Zicheng was covered with dog hair, she patted him on the head lightly: "Why did you let Xiaohei go now? Go back to your room, change clothes and wash your hands!"

A table full of dishes was quickly placed on the dining table in the main hall. Zicheng came out after changing his clothes and went there following the smell. Xiaohei squatted at the door pitifully, drooling.

Zicheng couldn't help but pick up a piece of donkey-hide gelatin cake and put it in his mouth. He was caught by Ye Xiuying who came in with bowls and chopsticks, "Have you washed your hands? Aren't you afraid that your brother Axuan will laugh at you? You are a grown-up boy who goes to school, but you are still so unruly."

Ah Falcon smiled indifferently: "Aunt, just let him eat it. This donkey hide gelatin cake made by Miss Wen is so delicious, who can resist it?"

Ye Xiuying was in a very good mood when she thought about the donkey-hide gelatin cake she had made. "Ah Falcon, Chuyi, you guys should eat it quickly."

"Okay." Mo Jinghong agreed, but he didn't take any action. He had to wait for Wen Qingcheng to come to the table before he could eat.

"Hurry up and eat. Why are you just sitting there doing nothing?" A young girl's clear voice came from the door, and Wen Qingcheng came in carrying steamed fish.

"I've been waiting for you." Mo Jinghong pointed to the seat next to him, motioning Wen Qingcheng to sit over there.

"The donkey-hide gelatin cake is ready, come and try it." Wen Qingcheng pointed to the plate of donkey-hide gelatin cake on the table.

Zicheng had already started eating it, but it was a little sticky to his teeth.

Mo Jinghong picked up a piece of donkey-hide gelatin cake with chopsticks and looked at it. It had turned dark brown by now, and the black sesame, walnut kernels, and longan pulp inside were clearly visible. When he put it to his mouth, he could smell the rich aroma of donkey-hide gelatin, with a hint of rice wine.

Ye Xiuying had just eaten some of the donkey-hide gelatin cake stuck on the shovel and found it delicious. Now she couldn't help but want to taste it. She held Wen Yuxue with one hand and picked up a piece with the other hand and put it in her mouth.

It was soft and sticky with a very delicate texture when I took a bite. The black sesame, walnuts and red dates inside made the donkey-hide gelatin cake sweet and delicious.

Wen Yuxue sat in Ye Xiuying's arms, staring at Ye Xiuying with her big dark eyes. She turned her head to look at her brother and sister, and her mouth was moving, she was also very greedy.

"Mom, my little sister is about to cry because of hunger." Zicheng's mouth was full of oil. He grinned and showed his lost front tooth to laugh at Wen Yuxue.

"Xue'er is hungry too?" Ye Xiuying coaxed her, picked up a few pieces of steamed fish with chopsticks, carefully removed the fish bones, and fed them to Wen Yuxue.

A Shun ate two pieces of donkey-hide gelatin cakes in a row. This was the result of his two days of hard work. From scraping the hair to producing the gelatin, he went through so much sweat and it was really not easy.

"Brother Axuan, is it delicious?" Wen Qingcheng asked with a smile.

"Of course it's delicious. I've never had dessert like this before."

Wen Qingcheng smiled and said, "This is not an ordinary snack. If you have a hot body, eating too much donkey-hide gelatin will cause you to get irritated."

Ye Xiuying asked: "Qingcheng, what effect does this donkey-hide gelatin have? I remember you said it can help with pregnancy, so can men eat it too?"

"Of course you can. Donkey-hide gelatin can replenish blood, stop bleeding, nourish yin and moisten dryness."

Ye Xiuying knew her daughter's ability. She said it could replenish blood, so this thing must be able to replenish blood. "I'll send some to your third uncle's house later. Don't waste other people's prescriptions."

"That's good. Let my aunt Song Jiao eat more. Ejiao is very good for women. Women are born with liver. Liver blood deficiency will cause insomnia, dizziness, pale complexion, weight loss, fatigue and weakness. I see that her lips are always pale. It's time to give her some supplements."

Ye Xiuying said happily: "It turns out that donkey-hide gelatin is so good for women. I must eat more."

"Don't just focus on eating the donkey-hide gelatin cake, eat first." Wen Qingcheng said as she served Mo Jinghong a bowl of tomato, shrimp and vermicelli soup.

Mo Jinghong took the soup and tasted it carefully. He couldn't help but ask, "Qingcheng, what's that red thing in here?"

"......This is my secret recipe, I can't tell you." Wen Qingcheng knew that there were no tomatoes in the Great Qi Dynasty. She had never seen anyone grow tomatoes, and they were not sold outside.

Mo Jinghong glanced at Wen Qingcheng, picked up a spoon and scooped up the tomato pieces in the soup. He had actually eaten this red soup before. The red fruit and vegetable was called tomato. Ten years ago, foreign countries had offered it as tribute. But since the emperor, empress, and concubines in the palace didn't dare to eat it, many ministers thought it looked like flesh and blood, so they didn't dare to eat it. Therefore, foreign countries didn't offer it as tribute. But how did Wen Qingcheng get this thing?

After dinner, Wen Qingcheng went to the kitchen first and took out two large plates of donkey-hide gelatin from the space. It had already solidified, and the next step was to cut it into regular strips.

Mo Jinghong cleaned up the table and brought the bowl to the kitchen. Seeing Wen Qingcheng cutting donkey-hide gelatin, he asked in surprise, "It solidified so quickly?"

"Yeah, it shouldn't be that fast. Maybe it's because I have good character."

Mo Jinghong raised the corners of his lips and looked at Wen Qingcheng lovingly. He rolled up his sleeves and started washing the dishes. Ah Falcon was pestered by Zicheng to play with him, so he couldn't get away and kept looking towards the kitchen.

After Wen Qingcheng cut two plates of donkey-hide gelatin, she estimated that there were nearly four pounds. One pound sold for one tael of silver, so four pounds was four taels, which was equivalent to the purchasing power of eight thousand yuan in her previous life.

"Hey, what are you thinking about? You're laughing so happily." After washing the dishes, Mo Jinghong looked at Wen Qingcheng while she was putting the donkey-hide gelatin in her mouth and grinning foolishly, as if gold ingots were about to pop out of her eyes.

"Brother Mo, this pot of donkey-hide gelatin can be sold for four taels of silver. The remaining pot bottom can be made into some donkey-hide gelatin cakes and sold for another tael of silver. If we can sell two pots a month, it will be enough for our family to live a good life."

"Oh? Are you satisfied with earning ten taels of silver a month?" Mo Jinghong thought Wen Qingcheng was so adorable. She acted so money-loving all day long, but in the end she was satisfied with ten taels of silver a month.

"Not really. It's just the beginning. Once I open up the market and get more orders, I'll renovate the workshop in the backyard and hire people to do the work. It can also be considered as creating jobs. Then I'll make more money."

"I will be leaving tomorrow. I still have some things to deal with in Kyoto. I will leave you a thousand taels of silver as an investment in you."