The next morning, Li Qiniang had just walked to the door of Li Shiji and saw a young man waiting there.

Li Qiniang had seen him, and she was the guard of the Duke's Mansion. She had seen this person when she went to the Duke's Mansion that time.

Yan Xuehuai also recognized it. This was the guard who came to buy wontons yesterday.

"Are you here to refund the deposit?" Yan Xuehuai asked.

Pearl came with them. His current identity seems to be a guy, but in fact he is a bodyguard.

Pearl looked at the guard sympathetically, the guard of the dignified Duke's mansion, and the impression left to Miss Yan was just a refund of the deposit.

The guard wanted to cry, but he came in a hurry and forgot to get the casserole. The deposit could not be refunded for a while.

"No, I'll buy porridge. By the way, Fusheng asked me to come. If he couldn't leave, he let me come."

Li Qiniang hurriedly said, "There is ready-made porridge. Please wait a moment and I will decorate some side dishes for you."

As he said that, Li Qiniang took the food box from Pearl and took the lead into the shop.

Yan Xuehuai looked at the food box that was picked up by Li Qiniang and asked Lu Ying'er in a daze: "Is that the porridge my mother cooked for me?"

Li Qiniang was worried that her baby girl would be hungry when she woke up in the morning. Every night, she would cook a small pot of porridge in the kitchen. After sealing the fire, the porridge was warm on the stove. It was still hot when she woke up in the morning. She brought it with her when she went out and could eat it when she arrived at the shop.

Lu Ying'er patted Yan Xuehuai's hand and comforted her, "Drink tofu brain today. Don't you like eating the salted tofu brain from Xinjing? Buy me a bowl too."

Yan Xuehuai looked at Lu Ying'er resentfully and took Pearl to the street corner to buy tofu brain.

This is not the first time that Li Qiniang has sent her porridge to the Duke's Mansion.

When Qi Wei saw the casserole brought in by Fusheng, he smiled in his eyes.

The familiar blue-flowered veil on white background and blue-flowered hat on white background and this casserole are also different from the one from yesterday.

The porridge is the most common millet yam porridge. It must have been cooked for a long time and has been boiled out of rice oil. The yam is soft and glutinous, and the millet is fragrant. It contrasts with each other and blends with each other. The aroma in the mouth is glutinous and smooth, slowly spreading in the mouth, and the warmth is ironed from the mouth to the bottom of the heart.

Qi Wei's heart suddenly calmed down. He drank half a pot in small sips, carefully covered the lid of the casserole, and when he picked up the little hat, he paused and picked up the little hat and looked at it. The stitches were not fine, but they were in harmony with the slightly rough floral cloth. Qi Wei suddenly felt that if the workmanship was exquisite, it would not be beautiful. This was just right, and it became a little more childish.

Instead of putting the little hat back, he put it in the drawer.

"Fusheng, don't hand over that note first, I'll think about it."

At this time, in Li Shijiji, Yan Xuehuai was about to go out, but Li Qiniang agreed to take her to the construction site. She stood happily at the door and was ready to set off at any time.

Pearl followed Yan Xuehuai without thinking.

Dazhuang and Daniu were a little strange. The boss’s wife didn’t seem to ask Zhenzhu to follow the young master’s family. Why did Zhenzhu follow the young master’s family all day long after he came?

However, they didn't ask, but they were convinced that Pearl had great martial arts skills.

Li Qiniang reminded Lu Ying'er a few words, then took Yan Xuehuai and Zhenzhu to the construction site.

In recent days, Cui Xu and the others have gradually started business. Just as Li Qiniang expected, the dry food brought by the people always ended. These days, Li Shiji provides free hot soup and hot water and helps the people to heat the dry food. It has long established a good reputation among the people. The people's dry food has finally been eaten, and they have already found out which of the food sold by Li Shiji is the most affordable.

Yan Xuehuai hadn't come for some days, so she went to the kitchen to look at it, a little surprised.

She just knew that the food she gave to the villagers was very down-to-earth, but she didn't expect it to be so down-to-earth.

Fried tofu dregs with mutton oil, stir-fried pancakes with mutton oil, steamed eggs with pickles, dried radish eggs, radish meatballs...

Pearl was also a little strange. He asked Yan Xuehuai: "Isn't the boss's wife from the south? This menu doesn't look like the taste of the old Beijing."

Yan Xuehuaiheng glanced at him: "My mother is talented and has been connected to the east, west, south and north, do you understand?"

OK, Pearl dare not not understand.

In fact, Yan Xuehuai also found it a little strange. She had never seen Li Qiniang make these meals or Cui Xu's idea?

When Yan Xuehuai asked Cui Xu quietly, Cui Xu shook his head: "It's not what I thought of. I didn't know that tofu can still be eaten."

Cui Xu has been learning to cook in a big restaurant since he was a child. In his opinion, tofu dumplings are fed to pigs.

However, Yan Xuehuai didn't care. After a while, he saw Fan Ji's old man Fan Wubing coming over and greet Yan Xuehuai from afar.

"You are Boss Li's daughter, why do you come here to play today?"

Yan Xuehuai greeted Fan Wubing obediently, but saw Fan Wubing staring at her face. If Fan Wubing hadn't been old, Yan Xuehuai would have thought that this person had bad intentions.

She asked, "Master, do you have any flowers on my face?"

Fan Wubing was stunned, and then he understood why the little girl said that. His old face was a little unnatural and he said embarrassedly: "No, no, I just see you look like your mother."

this......

Yan Xuehuaixin said that this was a reason, but she still smiled: "Old man, you are so funny. It would be strange if I don't look like my mother at all."

"Yes, hehe, too." Fan Wubing said, and then tiptoed to look into the shop.

"Old man, what are you watching?" Yan Xuehuai felt that the old man was a little weird. She shouldn't have listened to Li Qiniang. Look, she finally came over once and found something was wrong with the old man.

"Old man, are you greedy when you smell the food in my shop very fragrant?"

The little girl's voice was sweet and glutinous, with a little childish voice, and her words were innocent and cute. Fan Wubing was originally a little embarrassed, but when he heard Yan Xuehuai's question, he found some calmness.

It is not convenient for him to ask Li Qiniang, but it does not mean that he cannot ask Li Qiniang's daughter.

Li Qiniang is too smart, but her daughter is still a little girl.

"Nizi, have you ever eaten a silk-pulled apple?" Fan Wubing smiled, and the folds on his face wrinkled like air-dried peach pits.

Yan Xuehuai asked seriously: "I haven't eaten it before, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious. The shredded apples I made are the best. They are sweet and crispy, crispy on the outside and crisp on the inside. Don't mention that they are so delicious."

Yan Xuehuai swallowed hard, feeling a little embarrassed, and asked in a low voice: "Is it that delicious?"

"Yes, come to my shop and I'll make it for you to eat." Fan Wubing said generously.

Yan Xuehuai's little face was filled with excitement. She cheered and followed Fan Wubing away.

When Pearl discovered it, the girl Yan he wanted to protect was gone.
Chapter completed!