Chen Baojie didn't raise his head and said: "He's decocting medicine for Zhou Niang, it's almost over at this time, and he'll be back soon." ”

"How many jars of spirits are there in the restaurant, and sand fruit wine?"

Zhu Tongshan remembered this very clearly, he opened his mouth and said: "There are thirteen jars of spirits, and six jars of sand fruit wine, all of which are brewed, and there will be more than 20 jars of wine in two days." ”

"These wines, the restaurant is enough, and then remember two jars of wine, one jar of spirits and one jar of sand fruit wine."

Zhu Tongshan is naturally an honest bookkeeper.

Chen Baojie heard her ask for wine, and pulled Jiang Zebei to the backyard to carry wine.

Last time in the back kitchen, I knocked over a jar of wine, just in case the wine was moved to the backyard.

The carriage was in the backyard, and Jiang Zebei happened to move half a basket of vegetables and loaded the vegetables onto the car.

Chen Mengtian said a few words to Zhu Tongshan, and then left and went to the backyard.

When the vegetables and wine were moved into the carriage, Chen Mengtian glanced inside.

It was found that there was only room left in the carriage that she could do alone.

In the past half a day, she and Jiang Zebei have bought a lot of things.

"Cousin, then let's go first, during the New Year's Festival, you and your uncle don't have to guard the restaurant, just hand it over to others, just make the forbidden dishes in the next few days, and then let's celebrate the New Year's Festival at home together."

Chen Baojie smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I'm afraid it won't work, my father has made up his mind, he will stay in the restaurant during the New Year's Festival, and I can't persuade him." ”

Thinking that when he was in the kitchen just now, when he saw Chen Ping's excited expression when he heard someone ordering, Chen Mengtian was not sure that he could change his mind.

She smiled and said to Chen Baojie: "I'll talk about this later, but you have to go back to the village to clean up your house, don't buy this year's spring post, go back and write a few spring posts." ”

"Okay, don't forget the spring post of the restaurant." Chen Baojie replied, and he didn't forget the restaurant.

"Got it."

He sent Jiang Zebei and Chen Mengtian away from the backyard of the restaurant.

After the two left the restaurant, they went to buy a trip to red paper and prepared to go home to write a spring post.

I bought some bits and pieces, and it was getting late, and the carriage went back in the direction of Chenjia Village.

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During the New Year's Festival, delicious food is naturally indispensable.

Before the Chinese New Year, Chen Mengtian steamed a large pot of steamed buns and stewed pork and mutton.

The mincing of mutton and pork was handed over to Jiang Zebei, and the task of splitting bones and sticks was all handed over to him.

Chen Mengtian picked out some of the vegetables brought from the restaurant, added some fungi, and made a large pot of vegetarian assortment.

Chen Ping's father and son went back to Chenjia Village before the New Year's Festival.

Many villagers in the village felt that they had not seen them for a while, so they naturally wanted to ask them what they were doing.

This father and son are both used to work outside, and send away those who want to probe the wind.

After the Chen family's courtyard was simply cleaned, Chen Ping and Chen Baojie came to Jiang's house again.

gave the key to the door to Chen Mengtian and asked her to keep it.

Chen Ping is a tendon, and no one can persuade him.

No matter how Chen Mengtian and Chen Baojie are about to wear out their mouths, he just doesn't agree to celebrate the New Year in Chenjia Village, and he has to stay in the drunken fairy building no matter what.

He did so, the most son, Chen Baojie naturally wanted to accompany him.

When the father and son were sent away, Jiang Zebei handed over the spring post he had written for the restaurant to them to take back.

Seeing them off, Chen Mengtian and Jiang Zebei continued to be busy.

The day before the New Year's Festival, a spring post was posted at the door.

This is Chen Mengtian's first New Year's Festival when he came here.

A few days of busyness made her feel a little warmly satisfied.