Traveling through the farm, I just want to earn money by farming

After class, the four brothers were still left behind. Mr. Ma kept Qingzhu and taught her to identify herbs and medicines, with the implicit intention of taking Qingzhu as his apprentice.

After entering the house, the eldest sister Qingke took a few people to study dim sum. The two dim sum chefs left by Xu Minglang gave them a lot of suggestions, which benefited Qingke a lot.

"Qingning, come back. This is my sister-in-law Wang Ying from my mother's family." When Li saw someone coming back, she hurriedly pulled Wang over.

"Hello, Aunt Wang." Qing Ning greeted politely, and Wang smiled and responded, "Yes, hello, Qing Ning."

"Aunt Wang, have you thought it through? Has your aunt explained everything to you clearly? Do you have any objections?" As he spoke, he led his people into the house and sat down.

"I told you, Muxiang told me everything, I have no problem with it. If you're still worried, you can sign this contract as a death contract." Qingning's eyes lit up when she heard this, she was shocked.

What's the difference between signing a death contract and selling one's body? But Aunt Wang said this because she sincerely wanted to do a good job. However, since this matter concerns life and death, she can't let down her guard just because of this sentence. She needs to observe for a while.

"Aunt, I've said too much. There aren't many plants growing in the mushroom room right now. I've been slowly figuring it out, and it's still not mature. Please take care of it first and help with the mushroom drying. After this period, you'll have time to carefully nurture it."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Just assign me anything you want to do." Wang didn't say much, she just listened to the arrangements. When she came, her family repeatedly told her not to forget their kindness and to do her best.

Seeing that she was neither arrogant nor impatient, and was very frank, Qing Ning couldn't help but approve of her a little bit, so she took out the contract and explained the seriousness of it, and then both parties signed the contract.

Seeing that her sister-in-law's affairs were settled, Mrs. Li thought about her younger brother's affairs and felt that it was necessary to tell Qing Ning the truth: "Qing Ning, my aunt brought my younger brother with her this time. I'll let him help out with chores around the house. I'll pay his monthly salary, but you can also arrange for him to do anything else if you need."

Li didn't ask for work, so Qing Ning didn't mention it. They really didn't need anyone at the moment. If this Li uncle was a good person, they could talk about it later. So, she didn't object, just saying, "I understand." Then, Li led her sister-in-law to the workshop and asked Chen Wuyi to make the arrangements.

Qing Ning also got up and went to the east side of the workshop. She still needed to discuss the ingredients for the Spring Banquet with the chefs. It was called a discussion, but in reality, it was a learning experience. After all, many of the dishes were Qing Ning's ideas, and the chefs didn't know how to make them, so this was the scene where everyone and everything was placed here.

The two chefs who came were named Li and Wang. Qing Ning knew Li from Shizhen Pavilion, while Wang was the chef from the county restaurant. The small courtyard was bustling with activity, and everyone greeted Qing Ning with a smile.

"The lemon is here. It's a good opportunity for you to try my freshly cooked pickled fish. How does it taste?" Master Li poured a spoonful of hot oil on it, and the spicy aroma spread instantly.

Qing Ning didn't hesitate. She picked up a piece of fish with a pair of chopsticks, blew on it briefly, and put it into her mouth. The two chefs stared at her, seeing her eyebrows furrowed, and felt a little anxious.

Qing Ning picked up some more pickled cabbage, chewed it for a few bites, and wanted to spit it out, but he swallowed it anyway. Then he quickly found a bowl of water and drank a few sips.

"Master Li, didn't you soak the sauerkraut in water? It's too salty?" After saying that, he drank a few more sips of water to dilute the saltiness.

"I soaked it for an hour." He picked up the chopsticks again and tasted it. As expected, it was too salty and he vomited.

"Where did you buy this pickled cabbage? It has such a strong smell that it ruins the flavor of the fish."

"I bought this from Xianji Pickle Shop in town. It's the only pickle shop in town."

"Master Li, wait a minute, I'll go to Granny Wang's house to buy some sauerkraut. The sauerkraut she makes is excellent, you can try it later." As he said that, he arranged for someone to go to Granny Wang's house to learn how to make sauerkraut. Suddenly, he thought of the pickle shop and an idea flashed in his mind. He decided to go find Granny Wang later.

Soon the waiter brought back the pickled cabbage. Chef Li tore off a little to taste it. It was indeed good, with a strong sour taste and a light saltiness without any peculiar smell. So he washed it several times and made the pickled fish again. It turned out that only dishes made with good ingredients can be fresh, fragrant and delicious.

"Qingning, try this sweet and sour pork ribs I made and see if it's delicious." Master Wang brought the dish over and asked Qingning to taste it.

The vinegar sauce was too sour, so I used cherry jam instead as suggested by Qingli. It was sour and sweet with the aroma of cherries. "Master Wang, these spareribs are good."

Each table of the spring banquet has eight cold dishes and eight hot dishes, two soups, two side dishes and one main course. As spring is mostly seasonal, fresh river and game dishes are also sourced locally.

"How many cold cut chefs are there? How many pastry chefs are there?"

"There are three cold cut chefs and three pastry chefs," Master Wang replied, and asked them to come over. They stood still and waited for instructions.

"Hello, chefs. You should have seen the cold cut menu for the Spring Banquet. Many of the ingredients are grown on the roadside, so we will pick some and try to make a few cold dishes." Several people responded and went to get the baskets.

Qing Ning said to the pastry chef, "Tonight we're having locust flower dumplings and steamed elm leaves. I'll have some boys from the village take you to pick some."

After saying that, Qing Ning went to look for someone. Seeing Chen Chun playing in the workshop, she waved him over and said, "Aunt Qing Ning, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Xiaochun, go call Brother Qingye and the others, and accompany these uncles to the mountains to pick some elm leaves and locust flowers." As he said this, he took out two pieces of candy from his pocket. Chen Chun grinned happily when he saw the candy.

"Don't worry, auntie, I'll go right away." After saying that, she turned around and followed.

Qingning asked the three of them to wait a moment while he took the other three to pick wild vegetables. Three small baskets were filled to the brim with goji berry leaves, water spinach, water celery, wild ash, purslane, and wild garlic.

In the middle of the afternoon, a group of people were cooking in the small courtyard on the east side, and they would occasionally try out and discuss new dishes. There were three tables full of people for dinner, and everyone was very happy.

The closer the banquet gets, the busier it gets, and many things need to be prepared in advance. Thinking about what to give as return gifts, Qing Ning went straight to the village chief and arranged for people in the village and surrounding areas to weave small food baskets and rattan boxes, ensuring they were elegant and compact. The stalls needed to be neat and tidy, and the chief also asked skilled women in the village to sew aprons, sleeves, and other items.

Suddenly, the entire village was bustling with activity. Everyone was smiling, working with all their might. This wasn't just about Qing Ning's family; it was a village-wide event. Because there were so many requests and so few people, several surrounding villages also came to help, creating a surprisingly harmonious atmosphere.

Xu Minglang ran back and forth every day, watching the master's progress and then checking the layout of the other courtyard. If he had any questions, he would drag Qingning to the site for guidance. Since the gifts for the return were all from her family, she couldn't neglect the naming. She asked Mr. Wu to design the workshop's logo. From now on, everything leaving her family must be labeled "Fu Sheng Ji". To prevent future impersonators, she also took the advice of her uncle and designed a clever idea, but she didn't disclose it to anyone else.

Life was busy and fulfilling every day, but although Father Chen had agreed to return the next day with Mrs. Tan, he didn't get home until three days later. His aunt and uncle also came back with him, but their condition looked quite miserable.