"Is it fragrant? Your dough knitting method is not suitable. I will write you a recipe in the future. If you follow my method, the fried dough sticks will be crisper."

"Yeah." The boss lady nodded repeatedly.

"This is so delicious. From now on, our family will sell this one, two fried dough sticks and a bowl of porridge. Isn't this a full meal?"

"That's what I mean." Chen Wanniang agreed.

The second one was ripe, and Chen Wanniang took it out for Huo Junan, "Come on, Junan, you can eat it too."

"It's delicious." Huo Junan liked it.

"Miss Chen, why are your skills so powerful? I have never even seen you." The boss's wife quickly finished eating one.

Chen Wanniang laughed secretly: Because she was not an ancient person.

When I was studying, I worked part-time and it was my aunt who fryed fried dough sticks on the side of the road who taught her these skills by herself.

She felt bitter when she was working hot and sweating all over, but later when everyone knew what she knew, she suddenly felt a little bitter.

Now she regards the boss’s wife as a real friend and is willing to teach her what she knows.

The boss’s wife is also very grateful, “Miss Chen, what are you going to say like this? It was because my porridge shop was not good at buying and selling well, so you brought it up for us. Now, I want you to fry fried dough sticks again. We will definitely sell well in the morning after the fried dough sticks are so fragrant. In this way, I will buy your recipe like the master.”

"Sister, what other recipe does a fried dough stick require? It is a method of kneading. I treat you as a real friend and am willing to tell you that you don't have to think about anything."

"Oh, his father..."

The owner of the porridge shop felt very uncomfortable now, "Oh, this, we can't feel sorry for this."

At the beginning, he looked down on other people's stalls, and later he became jealous of them. Now they are so willing to give up on them.

The porridge shop owner is too ashamed.

I admire the couple even more.

"In this way, Brother Huo, Madam Chen, I, Liu Sanhe, will remember you. From now on, we will be more close to relatives and friends. If you have anything you need us in the future, just talk."

"Okay." Chen Wanniang refused and agreed.

"Then let's have a meal together." The proprietress said: "There is a small restaurant nearby, which serves a few dishes. We invite you to drink a few drinks."

Chen Wanniang was hungry, so she agreed casually.

I kept drinking, had a few drinks, talked about the trivial matters of celebrating the New Year, and it took two hours to quickly start.

Chen Wanniang and Huo Junan returned to Qingquan Village.

After thirty taels of silver, the two of them did not discuss it. They knew that their wealth was not revealed. When they asked everyone what they were doing, they said they were meeting friends.

At night, I had late meals.

Chen Wanniang took out all the money she had in her family.

"What is this for?" Huo Junan asked while hitting the floor.

"Count it."

"I know how much without counting."

"But I like the feeling of counting money." Chen Wanniang smiled brightly.

"By the way, Jun'an, have you ever thought about how we use all the money."

"What do you think? You have the final say."

"In this way, I think I will definitely leave a few tuitions of training for the children to study."

"Um."

"Is this the New Year still the New Year? We have to have a good New Year this year, buy more New Year's goods and buy more."

"good."

"I have to go back to my parents' home and buy some gifts."

"right."

"Also, I'm thinking that next year, we'll build five new houses, which are also brand new. I can't even live in this old house, and it's so crowded."

"sure."

"Huo Junan." Chen Wanniang was unhappy, "Are you listening to me?"

"Yes." Huo Junan hurriedly said: "I listen to school, Chinese New Year, going back to my parents' home, building a house."

"Then why don't you have any objection?"

"I agree very much with what you said." Huo Junan felt a little aggrieved, "What do you want me to have?"

"Yes." Chen Wanniang leaned on the bed with her cheeks, shaking her two white feet, "You said, are our money enough to do so many things?"

"It's almost the same. My father used to spend about ten taels when he built a house. Now it's a little more expensive, maybe more than ten taels. If you buy furniture, please help me spend money. There should be some surplus."

Just thinking of Old Man Huo, Huo Junan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Chen Wanniang noticed, "What's wrong with you?"

"I miss my father." Huo Junan sighed slightly, "I don't know what he is doing now, Wanmao, I..."

Huo Junan wanted to speak but stopped.

Chen Wanniang said, "Tell me, do you think that if you have a big house in the future, you can take the old man over and live with me?"

"Not even, if you don't agree..."

"I agree." Chen Wanniang turned over and went to the bed, and said with a smile: "Your father is very good, and we have nothing to raise. If his waist is cured in the future, he can still see us feed chickens or something."

"His waist is so easy to be good. I have seen many doctors before, but it is not cured at all."

"Did you forget what I did?"

"Wanniang." Huo Junan raised his eyelids and was stunned, "Can you treat my father's waist? I think you have treated others well."

"I'm not sure, actually I'm thinking about this too." Chen Wanniang said: "Let's do it, let's go and have a good look tomorrow."

Chen Wanniang has noticed Old Man Huo’s illness.

But in the past, I was often too busy. The houses were all under the territory of Wang Song Youzhi, so it was always inconvenient to do things. Old Man Huo has been sick for so many years and it would not be easy to cure it. He just kept dragging it on.

"Okay, let's go together tomorrow."

The next day, the sun shone on the yard warm, Chen Wanniang steamed a large pot of big buns filled with radish and cabbage. The big bun was big, half bigger than Huo Junan's fist.

After dinner, he put five into the small basket.

Chen Wanniang and Huo Junan went there.

The door was open now, and Huo Junan shouted twice outside the door, and Old Man Huo's approval came from inside.

Then they walked in and got inside.

The room was quite quiet, with only Old Man Huo lying on the bed, and no one else was at home.

"Dad, come and eat buns." Chen Wanniang shouted enthusiastically when she entered the door.

"Haha, you are here." Old Man Huo was so happy, with a smile on his pleated face, "I brought me such a big bun."

"Well, Wanniang got up in the morning and it was still hot." Huo Junan helped Old Man Huo up and leaned against the wall.

He handed the bun to him.

Old Man Huo rolled his Adam's apple, swallowed his saliva, and took a big bite, "It smells so good, Jun'an's wife cooks so delicious."

"It's made of vegetarian stuffing, but I put lard residue."

"tasty."
Chapter completed!