Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

"It's done! It's done!"

Clear yellow and translucent without any white foam!

Taotao, who was guarding the kimchi jar, jumped for joy and rushed across the corridor from the east wing with half a cabbage in her hand, "Sister Shushu, Sister Shushu!"

Half an hour later, this half cabbage rushed into the Qin family's house, which was separated by a wall. Everyone broke off a small piece with their bare hands to taste it. It was no longer the cabbage that had been thrown away because of rotten roots and leaves and a strange smell. The little girl was so happy that she danced with joy: "Sister Shushu said it's called Ji's sour cabbage! She asked me to make it specially, hehe!"

For the past six months, Taotao stayed at Ji's house, taking care of all the chores without participating in the profit sharing. Seeing that Ji Shou earned more than herself every month, she was anxious and only thought about whether the pickled cabbage would be successful. However, it happened again and again, such as white foam, rotten roots and leaves, sour and smelly taste, frozen into ice lumps, and the jar was cracked. The cabbage was too salty and too sour. She didn't know how many good cabbages she had thrown away. For several months, Taotao was discouraged, but the lady didn't give in and gave up. She felt distressed and discouraged and tried to pickle the cabbage again and again.

Xia Aiai was even more delighted. The two of them, her daughter and she, would definitely earn more than Li Aiai and Ji Shoudan working alone!

Ji Shou and Li Xixi were naturally happy. The more new products they had at home, the less worried they were about others secretly learning to make them. Now, the taste of the braised meats in many restaurants was almost as good as their own, and others were also following suit and trying to make them in private.

Blacksmith need its own hardware.

"Sister Shushu said we'll have dinner together tonight, so please come over early after you finish your work."

Tang Bo gave two pieces of pickled cabbage to the man on duty to try. "The Ji family has just made some pickled cabbage today. Let's have it for dinner. Miss Wangshu, please prepare some new dishes."

Through frequent arguments between the servants of the two families, we learned that those who had tried to pickle vegetables in the past few months had failed time and time again. Both sides were crying out in pain because of the cabbages that had to be thrown away because they were spoiled. Two of the jars were even frozen and burst.

After tasting it, "it's sour and crispy, and the saltiness is just right."

Qin Xiuyuan savored the taste lingeringly, and realized that it was really done.

This time Tang Bo was guarding the house. This was a tacit agreement between the two families: eating and drinking could not be done without people, and every time there was a big gathering, there would always be someone guarding the house where the food was being eaten, just in case.

There was a full casserole with pickled cabbage stewed with lightly fried thick slices of pork belly, pickled cabbage stir-fried with shredded pork, pickled cabbage braised with fried pork ribs, a plate of breaded and fried pork ribs, stir-fried pickled cabbage, tiger skin chicken feet, a pot of sweet steamed buns just out of the pot, a pot of rice, and a pot of porridge.

"It took several months to make sauerkraut, and Nannan personally prepared these dishes. You two should come and support us." Madam Ji couldn't eat anything too sour. She forced herself to swallow the food in the afternoon, and her eyes were sore. She felt powerless to eat the whole table of hot and sour sumptuous food, so she mentally prepared herself for the two men first.

“It’s crispy and sour, and tastes good.”

"It's sour, crispy and refreshing, and goes very well with rice." Qin Xiuyuan came off duty with an empty stomach. He tried two bites and his saliva was secreted all the way. He was so hungry that he sang the empty city plan.

"Have vision!"

Father Ji glanced at the person who had successfully flattered him and felt jealous.

Then he took a bite and said, "This sauerkraut stewed with meat, the sourness of the sauerkraut and the fattiness of the meat, absorb and blend together. The cabbage is sour and sweet, the meat is soft and glutinous, and the soup is refreshing and sour..."

"This stir-fried sauerkraut is rich in salt and flavor. It can stimulate appetite and aid digestion when eaten with rice or porridge. It is the best breakfast in summer."

Wangshu threw a piece of pork chop bone to Wangcai who was standing by, and praised his father who was about to become a food blogger, "Dad's taste is first-class!"

Qin Xiuyuan finally ate his meal in peace. He followed the elders' words and the younger ones listened, and the elders put down their chopsticks and the younger ones stopped eating...

He was the only one at the table who followed the rules, and if he continued talking, he would probably start drooling on the spot.

"Mom wanted to eat something sour, but she couldn't eat much. This stewed meat and braised spareribs are just what I like. Shushu is really talented!"

Qin Xiuyuan looked at the man and her smug little chin suddenly raised to the sky. She sat on the stool and leaned against the man and shrugged happily. Only when her aunt picked up some food and fed her did she feel willing to come down from the clouds and take a bite of the hot meal in the human world.

What a great girl who is immersed in love.

At the end of March, spring returned to the earth, and Aunt Wang gave birth to a six-pound son. The newborn had a pair of large, light-colored eyes, just like his adult brother, light with a hint of deep blue. His skin was very white, he was not afraid of strangers, loved to laugh, and was lively.

General Qin was overjoyed and held a grand banquet for his subordinates at all levels. All the military commanders and above received the invitation and took a day off to enjoy the banquet.

In late spring, when the ice and snow melt and the spring breeze sway the tender willows, it's the perfect time for spring outings. Many wealthy young men in the city go out for fun, drinking and chatting. As a side dish, they often have a plate of inexpensive and delicious pickled cabbage.

There were twenty jars of pickled vegetables neatly stacked in the east ear room. Wangshu instructed Ji Shou to stack the jars that were newly pickled at noon on the other side, with the date when the cabbages were put into the jars pressed on the bottom of the jars.

"Sister Shushu, the future son-in-law is here. The master and his wife are meeting him in the living room, and they want you to come over too."

Ever since the clever ghost Ji Shou showed up as the "future son-in-law" of Wangxian Tower, the future son-in-laws appeared one after another, making the real owner blush. Wangshu, who was watching the fun, said that you can call them whatever you want, she likes to watch.

A few days ago, there was a sudden heavy snowfall at night. When Ji's mother, who was sleeping with her husband in her arms, was woken up by the cold, the couple hurriedly brought the extinguished brazier into their daughter's room. Wangshu did not wake up at night, but the next day she had a runny nose and coughed constantly, and her body often had a fever.

"She can't cough out the phlegm in her throat and her throat hurts. She hasn't been talking for the past two days."

Qin Xiuyuan was extremely embarrassed. He came today to discuss the three letters and six ceremonies with Ji's parents. After hesitating for a long time, he just opened his mouth and said, "Uncle and aunt, Xiuyuan wants to marry your daughter..." Ji's father waved his hand and asked someone to notify Wangshu to come over. Aunt said she was not feeling well, and he felt that it was very abrupt.

Wangshu entered the main hall and saw her parents and Qin Xiuyuan, who was as familiar as a shrimp... He greeted her calmly, "Wang... Wangshu..."

Stuttering again.

Seeing the man's face flushed and his words stuttering, Ji's mother had no choice but to explain the man's purpose clearly, "Shushu, Xiuyuan is asking parents about the three books and six ceremonies. What do you think?"

The "Three Books" refer to the documents used during the "Six Rites" process, including the Engagement Letter, the Gift Letter, and the Wedding Letter. The "Six Rites" encompass the entire marriage process, from proposal to marriage. The "Six Rites" refer to the six etiquettes: accepting the bride's marriage proposal, asking for the bride's name, accepting the marriage proposal, accepting the bride's betrothal gift, asking for the date of marriage, and welcoming the bride. These complex marriage customs and rituals are generally only affordable for the wealthy and powerful.

Wangshu asked his parents to go out first.

The two of them looked at each other, trying to remain calm. Hong Wen and Qin Xiuyuan moved a stool to sit next to the person and reached out to touch the person's forehead.

The slightly trembling arm bounced against his forehead again and again, Wangshu: ...

She had dressed up carefully, wearing a light-colored lapel robe newly made by her mother. Her braids on both sides were neatly arranged and densely packed. Her face was as clean and refreshing as ever, but she looked a bit too famous.

On the other hand, Wangshu himself was unable to take off his thick padded jacket, and his hair was casually braided, looking a bit sloppy.

Being looked up and down by a pair of black eyes, the man withdrew his hand and said, "Xiuyuan, you are so abrupt. Let's talk after you recover."

As he spoke, he could no longer bear the man's frank and honest gaze and was about to turn his back...

"I have three conditions."