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Yang Mei's decision did not get the support of her children.

There is no other reason. Every family in the village will make things like moon balls by themselves.

Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, enjoying the full moon and eating moon cakes is considered appropriate, but this thing is not necessary!

Ma Bowang had never been liked by his mother, and usually he would not easily speak up to express his opinions at such a moment.

Ma Zhongxing was a little more alert, and directly explained the crux of the problem.

"Mother, if we make moon cakes and sell them to the villagers, I'm afraid no one will buy them.

This thing, which woman married into the door can't do it?

Who would spend money to buy it? Your idea may not work. "

Ma Youwei also meant the same thing.

"Mother, I'm afraid the moon balls won't be easy to sell.

Unless we sell it not to the villagers, but to the town, or even the county town.

But as you know, the Sixi pastry shop is quite large, and there are shops in counties and towns.

Those rich people in the town must go to their store to buy moon cakes during the holidays. It is impossible to buy them from farmers like us on the side of the road. "

Yang Mei knew that Ma Zhongxing and Ma Youwei had pertinent opinions.

But she still has her own ideas in her heart.

"Mother has her own plans in mind, so don't worry too much.

Second child, your carpentry work is okay, so my mother will give you a task.

You start thinking about it at night, tomorrow I will give you a day, and you must free up the mold that your mother wants. "Yang Mei looked at Ma Zhongxing and said.

With his mother's gaze on Ma Zhongxing, he felt like he was on his back.

"Mom, what do you want me to do?"

"It's just a moon cake mold.

After dinner in a while, mother will give you a drawing, and you have to carve and polish it according to the size and requirements I want.

This mold is also a crucial part of the success of my mother's mooncake business, please give me some care. "Yangmei explained.

Ma Zhongxing is not only like a light on his back, but also as big as a pear, and the stewed large intestine in his mouth is not as fragrant as it started.

Ma Youwei and Ma Bowang saw that their mother had already made a decision, so they didn't say anything more.

After dinner, Ma Youwei took the two nieces to clean up the dishes and clean the kitchen.

Yang Mei went into the house of Ma Shuming, the scholar's son, and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the cabinet, and began to draw mold shapes.

I'm not used to holding the brush, Yangmei painting cost two sheets of paper, I feel distressed.

Paper is precious these days.

Ordinary people want to provide for a scholar, the consumption of light pen, ink, paper and inkstone is a burden they cannot bear.

Otherwise, these farmers would not be reluctant to buy straw paper to use the toilet.

We have to continue to use the old method of using recyclable bamboo sticks, which makes the bayberry so painful that it will split when it is lifted.

No, she can't stand it.

She had to make money to get rich, not for anything else, just to have straw paper for her tuba, and she had to start her business quickly.

There are many types of modern mooncakes, but the more classic ones are lotus paste, red bean paste, and five kernels.

Yang Mei had tasted moon balls from Sixi Bakery in the evening.

To be honest, the buddy said too much, which is not qualified in Yang Mei's opinion.

The moon balls made by Sixi Pastry Shop taste better than the ones Ma Youwei buys on the side of the road.

But in the view of Yangmei, who has tasted various flavors of mooncakes in later generations, there are still many things to be picky about.

First of all, the skin is not firm enough, thin is thin, but it is easy to fall off the crumbs.

The filling is red bean paste, but the filling of red bean paste is not delicate enough, and it feels grainy when eaten in the mouth.

Yang Mei felt that if she did it herself, she might be able to handle it better than the master chef at Sixi Bakery.

But she has already decided not to make red bean paste stuffing.

There are still six or seven days until the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the variety can't be too complicated. Yangmei decided to make lotus paste stuffing.

There are no ready-made lotus seeds at home, but Yang Mei knows that the patriarch's daughter-in-law Liu's natal family has a lotus pond, and every year when they collect lotus seeds, they will send some to Liu.

Yang Mei planned to go to Mrs. Liu tomorrow to see if she could exchange some lotus seeds from her.

After drawing the mold, Yangmei sent the drawings to Ma Zhongxing's room.

Without Liu Chuncao scrubbing and changing clothes for Dabao and Xiaobao, the two brats didn't listen to Ma Zhongxing as a father at all, and ran around the room, almost kicking over the water basin in the house.

Ma Zhongxing was so angry that he wanted to beat the two bastards with the sole of his shoe.

Dabao and Xiaobao hurriedly hid behind Yangmei, yelling: "Grandma, help!"

"You two brats, you can't stop.

After a while, I woke up your little sister Jinbao, and you have to take care of her when she cries. " Yang Mei pinched the face of Dabao and Xiaobao, and said angrily.

Dabao turned his head and snorted softly: "I'm not going to coax that little loser."

Xiaobao followed suit: "I won't coax her either, let her cry."

Ma Zhongxing saw that the smile on his mother's face was gone, and hurried forward to strike first, slapping Dabao and Xiaobao's buttocks each.

"From now on, don't say that Jinbao is a loser." Ma Zhongxing warned with a stern face.

Both Dabao and Xiaobao were not convinced.

Yang Mei knows that children's perception of the outside world is influenced by adults.

She didn't blame Dabao and Xiaobao for losing money.

After all, the original owner himself, and everyone else in the family, had taught them this way.

"Second brother, this is the mold my mother asked for, see if you can make it out.

If you really can't do it, don't force it.

My mother will ask the old head Xu in the village to help me make two. "Yang Mei handed the drawing to Ma Zhongxing.

Ma Zhongxing took it over and looked at it. He felt that the difficulty was not too great, but he didn't dare to speak too much.

"Mom, let me try it. If it really doesn't work, then go to Uncle Xu."

In fact, he silently made up his mind that he must make the mold and let his mother admire him.

Well, a man can't say no, he will definitely do it!

Yang Mei nodded in satisfaction, and seeing that the two grandsons didn't listen to their father's words, she helped Ma Zhongxing scrub the two grandsons.

When the two children took off their clothes and went to the kang, Yang Mei sat on the edge of the kang and patted them gently, explaining the truth to Dabao and Xiaobao.

She had to correct their original cognition while Liu Chuncao was not at home.

Listening to grandma's gentle and patient words, Dabao and Xiaobao couldn't help showing a little confusion.

What grandma says is different from what mother babbles every night!

Grandma told them that they were the little men in the family and they had to protect every girl in the family.

Like Dani Erni and the newborn sister Jinbao, they are the objects that the two brothers want to love and protect.

But Niang kept saying that Dani and Erni were here to grab things from her.

Saying that they are worthless losers, you don't need to treat them too well, don't give them a good look...

Ah, who is right, grandma or mother?

"Grandma, my mother said that Dani and Erni belong to someone else's family sooner or later, and they will be thrown out.

Grandma, do I have to protect people from other people's families? Dabao asked with a wink.