Chapter 431

He has a fever these days. What his mother wants to eat and do, his mother even takes him to the hut at night.

The most important thing is to let him sleep in his mother's bed for three days, tell him stories, and let him talk to his sister. Xue Bonian is very happy. He is not a cabbage nobody wants.

Bai Wenjing didn't go to the store for three or four days because she took care of Xue Bonian at home, so she didn't know what the business in the store was like these days.

When Bai Wenjing went out this morning, she told Xue Chang'an to bring back the account book in the shop this evening. She turned it over and looked at the incoming and outgoing accounts, and she had a general idea in her heart.

Because Xue Bonian yelled for green pepper cakes in the daytime, Bai Wenjing made noodles during the day and waited to make green pepper cakes for everyone at night.

Most of the green peppers sold in the market are thin and small, and they are hot, so she exchanged green peppers from the mall and made green pepper cakes for these small ones before.

But now Xie Zhaodi is at their house. It's always inconvenient for her to exchange more. Therefore, except for green pepper cakes, she has made all the rest into potato cakes.

Cut the big green pepper exchanged in the mall, ban planing seeds, cut it into strips, marinate it with salt pepper five spice powder for standby, and then divide the dough into two parts, one large and one small.

Knead the small ones into a ball, roll them into a large cake with a rolling pin, brush a layer of oil on them, then lay the pickled green peppers, roll them up after laying, pat them flat by hand, cut them into palm sized pieces, and then put them into a steamer to wake up, and the green peppers will be soft.

The other one is made into potato cakes. The potatoes are peeled and cut into thin wires, pickled with chili noodles, five spice powder and salt. The same is to roll the dough into a large cake, brush it with oil, spread a layer of potato silk, and finally cut into palm sized pieces and put them in a steamer to wake up.

Put the steamer aside for the time being. At this time, you can add water to the pot to make a fire. When the water in the pot is boiled, the noodles in the steamer will wake up. Steam the steamer on the boiled water for 20 minutes, and the green pepper cake and potato silk cake will be ready.

Uncovering the smell of the pot full of the house, even she was greedy.

When the steamed buns are cooked, the sun is going down. Bai Wenjing thinks it's time to come back. In the big pot, the sweet potato corn Zhen is cooked. The peeled sweet potato is cut into pieces and put into the pot in cold water. When the water boils, the sweet potato will be cooked. At this time, pour the washed corn Zhen in and stir it with the boiling water. As long as it doesn't stick to the bottom of the pot, it will be cooked quickly, You can cook it in ten minutes.

Seeing that the meal was ready, Bai Wenjing went out of the kitchen to have a look. At this time, the door was pushed open with a squeak. Xue Changan and the two little guys had already entered the yard.

"Aung, we're back."

Xue Xiaohua shouted first, then sniffed and said, "it's delicious, Aung, what did you do?"

"It's green pepper cake, it's green pepper cake!"

Xue Bonian rushed in from the outside and ran to the kitchen when he entered the yard. Bai Wenjing shouted behind him, "wash your hands first, wash your hands first, and then eat. Don't take them directly with your hands."

After hearing this, Xue Bonian said with a smile, "look, I almost forgot. I patronized to see the delicious food made by my mother."

After dinner, Bai Wenjing began to look through the account book.

Xie Zhaodi is washing dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen. Xue Changan takes three little guys to review their lessons in the study, and she sits quietly with her account book.

She wrote down all the previous accounts in the account book. She didn't know how to use a brush, so she grabbed the brush and drew blindly, as long as she could write down the account.

But turning to the accounts recorded in recent days, Bai Wenjing was very ashamed. What is no harm without comparison? She felt it completely today.

The soft brush was held in his hand as if it were alive. It was written on the account book one by one, just like the calligraphy of brush words. It was as neat and clean. It was refreshing to just look at yourself, not to mention what was written in the account book.

He reached out to touch it and couldn't help sighing.

If only her handwriting were so beautiful.

Hearing Bai Wenjing's sigh, Xue Changan put the textbook aside, let the three little guys review here, and then walked to her.

"Why is there an account where you can't understand?"

Bai Wenjing pursed her lips slightly and said, "you remember that every stroke of the account is very serious and clear. There is nothing you can't understand. I just sigh that my words are written like matchsticks. They really don't match yours. It's too ugly."

People say words like people. Bai Wenjing ponders that Xue Changan's words are really as good-looking as others.

Bai Wenjing's words made Xue Chang'an laugh. Xue Chang'an asked softly, "why don't you join the children and ask us if we don't do it, but it's OK to practice calligraphy."

Xue Changan's tone is full of doting. Bai Wenjing feels drunk just listening.

But at the thought of writing with a brush, Bai Wenjing still rejected it, but he was afraid of being heard by several children, so he muttered in a low voice: "but this one is so soft in his hand that it doesn't listen to me at all. I can't write well."

"Take your time. Don't worry. When they come back on weekdays, they not only have to review their lessons, but also practice calligraphy. Just follow them and I'll teach you."

Xue Changan said that Bai Wenjing was not easy to delay. She thought it would be good to study with several children. She could urge each other and set an example for the children.

She is worried about learning with her children. She doesn't write as well as her children. Isn't she going to make a joke.

But you still have to practice your words. You should always take out the words in the bookkeeping book, otherwise you won't be laughed at in the future.

So after thinking, Bai Wenjing nodded and grabbed one side of the brush, dipped it in ink and began to prepare for practice on the rough edged paper.

She redeemed the woolen edged paper in the mall. One knife and 75 pieces of 25 points, which is much cheaper than the rice paper bought outside. Even if the rice paper is redeemed in the mall, it also needs 60 or 70 points. Beginners can't use such good paper to practice calligraphy. It's the best.

But even if the felt paper is cheap, Bai Wenjing can't control her well. The felt is paved below, the felt paper is placed on top, and then white jade is used to press the paper. When she lifted the brush, she copied it.

However, after practicing a few words, Bai Wenjing wanted to throw her pen.

She didn't understand why the brush was so disobedient in her hand, and she couldn't even control the size and thickness of the words without writing like a caterpillar.

Bai Wen quietly threw the brush aside, but it was not easy to attack. He had to secretly aim at the results of the practice of the three children.