Chapter 115 Qingming Ceremony
Chapter 115 Qingming Ceremony
After a while, the sound of reading aloud came from Lin Jingzhe's room.
Li Taohua smiled knowingly and instructed Lin Dajiang to go outside to collect firewood.
The Qingming rice cakes that Lin Xiaoman made accidentally were seen by a diner, who bought two and then came back to order twenty from Lin Xiaoman.
So, she and Li Taohua started working diligently and hard again.
Li Taohua felt sorry for Xiaoman's young age, so she tried not to let her interfere in things she was capable of doing.
Pounding mugwort paste was tiring, so she did it herself. The cooked dough was hot when it came out of the pan, so she did it herself.
When Lin Dajiang came back from collecting firewood, Li Taohua ordered him to chop the meat again.
Lin Xiaoman really couldn't sit still, so she peeled the bamboo shoots, blanched them, cut them into cubes, and then washed the sauerkraut and cut them into chopped sauerkraut.
While Lin Dajiang chopped the meat, Lin Xiaoman skillfully heated the oil in a pan, doing the job in one go.
Li Taohua glared at Lin Xiaoman and scolded: "You little fool, you will have endless things to do when you get married, and now you don't even know how to be lazy in front of your parents?"
Lin Xiaoman smiled and tried to fool him: "Dad, Mom, since getting married means endless work, I won't get married."
Li Taohua didn't take it seriously. When she was in her teens, she told her mother that she didn't want to get married.
In a blink of an eye, he joked with Lin Dajiang: "Look at what your daughter said."
"Xiao Man earns so much money, it doesn't matter if she doesn't get married. Let's find a husband for her."
Lin Xiaoman was confused.
Dad even mentioned finding a son-in-law.
But it is also true that in ancient times, if a girl was 18 and still unmarried, she was like the rice in the grain store that was about to be infested with worms, and she wanted someone to buy her as soon as possible.
No wonder people here favor boys over girls. If a family has no male members, all the family property will be taken away by the clan members.
Being a woman is difficult, and being a woman in ancient times was even more difficult. Even marriage and childbearing rights were not in your own hands. It's sad to think about it.
Lin Xiaoman felt that this matter was still far away from her as she was only thirteen at the beginning of the year.
In the setting of this book, Shanglin Village is poor, and every household will wait until their children are fifteen or sixteen years old before they can be married. After the matchmaking, they have to stay for two to three years before getting married.
It's not out of humanitarian considerations. The key is that Shanglin Village is poor, so keeping the daughter will allow her to work for a few more years and help her parents more.
If the young man is on the right track, he can get a free strong man.
Li Taohua and Lin Dajiang were chatting idly. Seeing that they were talking more and more outrageous, Lin Xiaoman immediately found a topic to change the subject.
"Dad, I've been thinking about something. Do you think we can sell Qingming rice cakes in bamboo baskets?"
"What?" Li Taohua thought she had misheard. "Aren't Qingming rice cakes sold wrapped in paper? Who would use a basket to carry something you buy and eat right away?"
Of course, it is sold to rich people.
Lin Xiaoman said in his heart.
She knew that it would be difficult for her parents, who were born and raised in Taiwan, to understand why Qingming rice cakes were served in bamboo baskets.
It's like putting mooncakes in a gorgeous and exquisite box.
"In addition to worshipping ancestors, Qingming Festival is one of the 24 solar terms with 'clear air and bright scenery, all things are bright'. It is also a time for outings, kite flying, visiting relatives and friends and socializing." Lin Xiaoman explained her idea, "We don't need to make too many Qingming baskets, just make 20 to test the waters first."
For this purpose, Lin Xiaoman and Lin Dajiang made a special trip to the old house to find Lin Lichun.
The bamboo basket was not big, but it was different from the ones Lin Lichun had woven before.
"Uncle, this bamboo basket is so small, what can it hold?"
"It's okay. Just weave it like this. See how long it takes to weave twenty bamboo baskets like this."
Lin Lichun thought about it. The bamboo basket on the paper was half the size of the bamboo baskets he usually weaved, but the style was different. He had to try to weave it first, but he couldn't guarantee it would work.
"I'll try and see if I can make it up tonight." Lin Lichun smiled innocently.
Lin Dajiang thought that he would throw twenty bamboo baskets into the water and said, "Okay, Lichun, if you can weave it, I'll give you the same price as your usual bamboo baskets, okay?"
"That won't work, brother. How much should I charge for the bamboo basket you want?" Lin Dahai stopped him.
"Brothers should settle accounts clearly, second brother. Besides, I'm not going to use this bamboo basket myself." Lin Dajiang rejected his brother's kindness.
Twenty bamboo baskets cost three cents each as before, so twenty bamboo baskets would cost sixty cents. There is no need to owe favors to others for this, as you might even be blamed for it later.
Now that he had the bamboo basket, Lin Xiaoman felt that the basket should contain more than just Qingming rice cakes.
In addition to the green Qingming rice cakes, you can also make some pink peach blossom cakes and light green mugwort cakes as a backdrop.
Add a paper note with blessings on it and it becomes a simple Qingming gift box.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoman couldn't sit still again.
While her parents were making Qingming steamed buns to sell tomorrow, she told Li Taohua that she was going out and went to knock on the door of Lin Jingzhe's room.
Lin Jingzhe, who was reading under Gu Changsheng's stare, immediately became refreshed when he heard a knock on the door.
When Xiaoman said she wanted to go to the mountain to pick peach blossoms, I agreed without thinking.
"Changsheng, you should go too. You haven't been to the back mountain yet!"
Lin Xiaoman shouted from outside: "Brother, don't waste time, Shen Shi still needs to go to Xie Ci'an to learn how to read!"
Lin Jingzhe chuckled and said, "Come right up!"
After saying that, she pulled Gu Changsheng's sleeve and walked out without saying anything, carrying the backpack on her back, "Xiao Man, what do you want peach blossoms for?"
"I want to make peach blossom cakes and mugwort cakes, pair them with Qingming steamed buns, and put them in bamboo baskets to sell as Qingming gifts..."
As soon as Lin Xiaoman explained the situation, Gu Changsheng immediately became interested.
"But making peach blossom cake requires a mold, and I don't know where to find it for the time being." Lin Xiaoman said.
“The mold is simple. I have all kinds of molds for making cakes at home. I’ll ask Ping An to get the one you want.
"That's great." Everything is ready except for the east wind. All that's missing is Lin Lichun and his second uncle to make the bamboo basket.
Ping'an was sent away by Gu Changsheng and drove the donkey cart back to get the molds for making pastries.
When walking, he always looked back every three steps. The young master could not have anyone following him except when he was taking the examination. At other times, there was always someone following him. But the blessing paper sign...
Lin Xiaoman set his sights on Xie Ci'an.
Lin Jingzhe and Lin Xiaoman both set their sights on Xie Ci'an.
One was to take Xie Ci'an to the mountains to pick peach blossoms and mugwort tips, and the other was to let Xie Ci'an draw and write on the paper tag for the Qingming gift box.
In short, they all serve as strong men.
It’s just that one plans to get it for free, and the other is prepared to pay.
Passing by Xie's house, Lin Jingzhe did not go through the main door but went straight to the window of Xie Ci'an's study.
Two thumps.
With a creak, the window opened, revealing half a head.
In just a cup of tea, a group of three people became a group of four.
Gu Changsheng was left at the foot of the mountain by Lin Xiaoman, and the three of them went up to pick peach blossoms.
Gu Changsheng, who was left behind, could only feel secretly upset when thinking about his illness.
At the end of March, peach blossoms begin to bloom.
From a distance, the mountain behind Shanglin Village looks as if it were covered with powder and paint, like a pink cloud.
He sat on a low rock at the foot of the mountain, wondering when he could go pick flowers!
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