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Mrs Zhang did not know what the hawthorn jujube paste cake was, nor could she help Wenxiu. She was afraid that she would interfere with Wenxiu's cooking, so she directly took her leave Wen Xiu's house and headed towards the Wang family. However, she didn't go at the right time. A few members of the Wang family were sitting in the living room, discussing something.

Song Xiaoyue was also a member of the Wang family and participated in the "family meeting". However, she knew the purpose of Mrs Zhang coming to find her, so she didn't feel uncomfortable listening to unfair words and instead called Mrs Zhang out the door.

Wenxiu had told the two of them separately about the potato powder. The only thing they needed to discuss was which house they would open fire and cook it. But seeing the Wang Clan's situation, it would be impossible to open fire at the Wang Clan, so they could only do so at the Zhang Clan's residence.

Since she was going to be at Zhang's house, she had to go back and prepare the tools she needed. After they were done with their business, she started chatting with Song Xiaoyue. "Xiaoyue, did you really get to that step?"

Song Xiaoyue nodded in a bad mood, "Yes!"

"Then Yan Qing, he …"

"Heh, Third Sister-in-Law even remembered the room that Yan Qing and I slept in. Why are you saying you want us to establish our own clan?" Song Xiaoyue got angry as soon as she said that. She said with a gloomy face, "Ai, I won't say anymore. I'm very annoyed." Sister-in-law, you go back and prepare the tools, I'll go buy potatoes. "We can't just take advantage of Soo Niang and play with her, right?"

"That's right. I forgot to tell you about it."

"Alright, then you go back first. I'll come over after I get the money."

"Sigh, alright!"

"Yes!" Mrs. Zhang answered. Song Xiaoyue had already turned around and entered the courtyard. She shook her head slightly. She was afraid that only Song Xiaoyue would not know what the Wang family was thinking!

Mrs Zhang did not want to break the window paper, after all, that was a matter for the Wang family. If necessary, Wang Yanqing would tell Song Xiaoyue herself.

Forget it, getting to work is more important.

Mrs Zhang and Song Xiaoyue were busy preparing the powder and raw materials, while Wenxiu was alone in the kitchen pouring out her jujube paste hawthorn cake.

Before the date, there was the date, yam, yam, walnut cake and other pastries. However, the materials used were different. The method of making them were all fluent. There was nothing to hide. She didn't have yam or walnuts, but she steamed them with a mixture of hawthorn and red dates.

Although the candied fruits were sour, sweet and appetizing, they were after all the snacks of the children. Older people might not be greedy for such a thing. But the jujube paste hawthorn cake is different, soft, delicious, sweet and sour, and most importantly, it has the same effect as the candied fruits, and is more suitable for the elderly to eat.

If it was a rich family, they would definitely not be disrespectful to their guests when they served pastries like this. On the contrary, this kind of cake was fresh and tasty, so it definitely had some face.

As Wenxiu bathed in the jujube mud, she fantasized while laughing to the back of her head.

The jujube mud hawthorn cake is more troublesome than potato powder, red jujube must be peeled, cored, hawthorn peel, cored, and then first rotten, and then mixed spring. Then, he stirred the starch and mixed it with some sugar that had turned into water. After that, he made a shape and steamed it in the steamer.

In ancient times, there was no electric cooker or oven. The manufacturing process was complicated and complicated. However, even so, it wasn't as if he couldn't eat the delicious jujube paste hawthorn cake without any other ways.

Wenxiu worked until nightfall before she finished cooking two trays of jujube paste cakes. She wrapped them in a piece of tarp and weighed them in her hand. At most, she weighed five to six catties.

Slow work out of the detailed work, this jujube mud hawthorn cake must be sold for a good price.

The fresh date paste hawthorn cake had been made, but the dinner had not yet been made. The three of them slept for a long time. Their stomachs were growling as they got up. The pot was empty and there was nothing to eat.

Li Jun was guilty of guilt and dared not ask for food. However, the Tong Tong Tong did not listen to him, and neither could he tolerate it. He hugged his mother and said, "Mother, I'm hungry!"

Hungry?

Well, she was too busy to remember the time!

Wen Xiu slapped her forehead. She took out two cakes from her handkerchief and gave it to the children. She then told them to go back to the house to eat. "Slow down. Don't fall down. We'll start eating soon."

The two little fellows were holding a piece of hawthorn cake made from jujube paste. How could they possibly know how to finish their meal when it was so fragrant? The two siblings returned to the living room. Borrowing the light from the candles, they carefully ate.

Delicious!

The two children were given special treatment, but not Li Jun. Not only that, Wenxiu didn't even give him a chance to watch it. She immediately hid it well and ordered him to start a fire.

Li Jun acknowledged.

Li Jun had experienced much more hardship than farming. It was just lighting fires and cooking, it wouldn't be difficult for him!

The meat he had bought in the morning was still there. He had also bought two vegetables, which he could use to roast potatoes, fry vegetables, and make a pot of pickled vegetable soup.

Other people ate meat, and the whole family bought one jin of meat. Afterwards, they would eat it two or three times, with only a few pieces at a time. However, Wenxiu was willing to spend money and eat. She had cooked all the potatoes into pieces with two catties of meat. The two children were growing and could not afford to lose any flesh.

As for Li Jun, it was completely negligible!

By the time Wen Xiu had cooked the rice and cooked the food, the sky was already completely dark.

The four of them gathered around the table and started to eat. Li Jun's heart surged with emotions. He then ate a meal with his wife and children. The atmosphere was quite warm.

I can eat, but I can't stay here.

Most importantly, other than the latrine, there were only three rooms. One of them had a bamboo bed, but there was nothing else in it. It was extremely cold, so how could anyone live in this house?

Thus, no matter what Li Jun said in the end, he was chased out by Wenxiu.

She had said that they didn't have anything to do with each other, and she had already done her best by giving him two meals today. As for everything else, there was no need to think about it.

The dream left behind by Li Jun was shattered as he resigned himself to his fate and walked towards the familiar path before disappearing into the night.

After Wen Xiu had driven Li Jun away, she busied herself with boiling water to wash her child's face and mouth. After she had washed her face and rinsed her mouth, she sighed: "Comfortable!" However, at this moment, she suddenly remembered that the pig she was given had not been cleaned up yet!

"Aiyo, this is really killing me, really killing me!"

"Mother, what's wrong?" The Tong Tong Tong asked in a daze while nestling against his mother.

Wenxiu didn't tell the Tong Tong that she wouldn't understand even if she did, so she just hummed softly and coaxed the Tong to sleep. She waited until the two children were fast asleep before she quietly got out of bed, put on her clothes, and walked to the kitchen with light footsteps.

In the kitchen, there was also her steamed date mud and hawthorn cake that had yet to be finished!

Had she been angered to the point of being stupid, or had she been too tired to do anything? How could she have forgotten everything? No, I don't have any candied fruits to sell tomorrow. How can a few catties of hawthorn cake produce any sort of stunt?

As a result, Wenxiu started working busily in the kitchen.