Opening a Tavern in the Tang Dynasty

In the warm sunshine, the calico cat lay lazily on the soft cushion.

It squinted its eyes, and its fur glowed softly in the sunlight, like a painting of peaceful times.

The sun shines generously on the backyard of Zuixianlou, as if covering everything with a layer of golden gauze.

Yuyu's family, Cheng Chumo, and Qin Huaidao returned to the backyard. The sun was high in the sky, providing a warm glow.

Xiaoyu took off her coat and said, "It's a perfect day to dry the bacon. We need to cut the pork and prepare it quickly."

Yuyu came over, eyes sparkling. She rolled up her sleeves and said, "Yes, yes, this sunny day is so good, we can't waste it. We have to cut the pork and start marinating it."

The Bichon Frise was jumping around beside me, looking so cute.

Li Hao rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his strong forearms. He picked up a sharp knife and gestured at the pork on the chopping board.

He grinned and said, "This pork is really good, with a good balance of fat and lean meat. The bacon made from it will definitely be delicious."

As he spoke, he carefully cut off a piece. In the sunlight, the texture of the pork was clearly visible, with a slight luster.

Cheng Chumo shielded his eyes from the sun with his hands, and a layer of fine sweat beads had already appeared on his forehead.

He watched Li Hao cutting the meat and joked, "You better be careful not to cut your hands. If the blood mixes with the meat, the bacon will have a different taste."

His words caused everyone to burst into laughter, and the laughter echoed in the yard: "Hahahaha"

A large area of ​​Cheng Chumo's clothes' back was soaked with sweat, and the dark spot was particularly noticeable on the light blue clothes, but he didn't care. He squatted down and began to sort out the cut pieces of meat.

Qin Huaidao was holding a salt shaker and preparing the ingredients for pickling.

He placed the salt shaker on a small table, and the sunlight shone on the salt grains, making them sparkle with crystal light.

He picked up a small spoon and added various spices, saying as he added, "This salt needs to be sufficient, but the spices can also be added. The flavor needs to penetrate every bit of meat."

His clothes were clean and tidy, but the collar was slightly open, allowing a few rays of sunlight to sneak in mischievously and shine on his collarbone.

He was mixing the mixture with great concentration, and his serious look seemed as if he was making a rare treasure.

Yu Yu ran around in the yard, sometimes helping Li Hao pass tools, and sometimes checking Qin Huaidao's ingredients.

She was wearing a light yellow dress, the hem of which fluttered as she moved, like a light butterfly.

Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but her eyes were full of excitement.

She shouted to Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, look at the sun! God is really helping us."

Xiaoyu was holding a large basin, ready to put the chopped pork in it.

She smiled and replied to Yuyu: "Yes, with such a nice sun, the bacon baked in the sun must be very fragrant."

She put the basin on the ground. The sunlight shone on the edge of the basin, reflecting a bright light that made her squint slightly.

Her hair was a little messy, with a few strands stuck to her cheeks by sweat, but her face was filled with a happy smile, which showed her satisfaction with this busy and warm life.

The Bichon Frise moved among the crowd, sniffing the pork on the ground and rubbing against everyone's legs.

Its furry white figure is particularly conspicuous in the sunlight, like a moving snowball.

It jumped to Li Hao and scratched Li Hao's legs with its claws, as if protesting against being ignored.

Li Hao smiled and gently nudged the Bichon with his foot: "You little guy, don't make trouble. I'll give you something delicious later."

The Bichon Frise seemed to understand, and ran away wagging its tail, and went to have fun with Cheng Chumo again.

As time went by, the sun rose higher and higher, and the heat became stronger and stronger.

But everyone's enthusiasm has not diminished at all, and they are still busy in an orderly manner under the sun.

Li Hao's forehead was covered with sweat. He rubbed it with his shoulder and continued cutting the meat. His hands moved quickly and steadily.

Cheng Chumo had already moved the prepared pieces of meat to a place with direct sunlight, ready to marinate them later.

His clothes were tightly attached to his body, but his eyes were always fixed on those pieces of flesh, as if he was guarding a treasure.

After Qin Huaidao prepared the ingredients, he walked to Cheng Chumo, and the two began to evenly spread salt and spices on the meat.

Their hands were covered in a mixture of salt and spices, which shimmered in the sunlight.

They discussed the pickling techniques while applying the paste, and every movement was full of tacit understanding.

Xiaoyu and Yuyu were preparing racks and ropes for drying the fruits.

They tied the rope between two trees in the yard and set up the rack.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the rope and onto the ground, creating streaks of light and shadow.

Yuyu touched the rope with her hand and after confirming that it was strong enough, she said to Yuyu, "This should be fine. Hang the bacon on it later and it will definitely dry well."

Xiaoyu nodded with a relieved smile on her face.

The Bichon Frise was tired from playing, so he lay down in a corner of the yard, sticking out his tongue, but his eyes were still fixed on everyone's every move.

When the sunlight shines on it, its soft fur seems to be glowing.

Occasionally a breeze blows, bringing a hint of coolness and making the clothes drying in the yard flutter gently, as if cheering everyone on.

Chef Mi walked to the backyard with steady steps, and his eyes lit up when he saw the yard full of pork.

He walked around the dried pork, muttering to himself, "Wow, so much good pork! How many delicious dishes can be made from it?"

The chef's uniform he wore was as white as snow in the sunlight, and the hem swayed gently as he walked.

The sunlight shone on his face full of surprise, and the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to tell of his anticipation for the pork.

He reached out and pinched a piece of pork, feeling the tenderness of the meat, and his smile deepened.

Xiaoyu stood aside, looking at the pork with sparkling eyes, her face filled with happy anticipation: "Yes, by the time winter comes, cured fish will be ready, and we'll have cured pork to eat. We'll have delicious food for the whole winter."

Yuyu nodded vigorously and agreed, "Mom is right. Sitting around the fire in winter and eating delicious cured pork, the taste is so delicious. Just thinking about it makes me happy."

As he spoke, Yu Yu swallowed his saliva, as if he had already smelled the tempting fragrance.

The sunlight shines evenly on the people in the backyard, as well as the dried fish, cured fish and cured pork drying in the sun, outlining a warm outline.

Xiaoyu clapped her hands and smiled, "Let's go prepare lunch."

Yuyu said, "Okay."

Li Hao wiped the sweat from his face and looked at the bacon he had just hung up. He said, "Okay, let's leave it to dry. We've been busy for so long, our stomachs are growling. Let's go have lunch first."