Mr. Transcendence

After the Baipang dumplings are out of the pot and rolled twice, they can be served soon.Yuan Anping took a small bowl and poured some balsamic vinegar. In his habit, eating meat dumplings is delicious with vinegar.

Yuan Anping picked up a dumpling and blew it, then took a bite, "It's delicious!" I really don't know the difference, remembering the taste of the dumplings I made before, I don't mind mentioning it.

Seeing that he thought it was delicious, Huo Xiaohan smiled and started eating dumplings.

Yuan Anping ate a dumpling dipped in vinegar, and then said to Huo Xiaohan: "Today I accepted another fifteen students, and they gave me a bunch of things. The most troublesome thing is the pork, which is too fat. I'm too tired of eating. I want to wait for a few days off, and you will help me steam all the meat. I have a recipe, which can steam the meat so that it is fat but not greasy, and it is very delicious."

Huo Xiaohan smiled and said, "Brother Anping, I'm afraid you're the only one in our village who says they're tired of eating meat."

Yuan Anping touched his nose, "Haha, good luck."

Huo Xiaohan nodded: "You are so kind, God should give you good luck."

Yuan Anping: "Yeah, I'm a good person, you can eat a bowl of dumplings later."

Huo Xiaohan smiled and said, "I think I can eat half a bowl at most."

Life is still not salty, but Yuan Fuyuan's family has been very happy in recent days.It turned out that I got Yuan Anping's painting that day, Han Qingmi found it interesting, and embroidered a few purses based on the painting.Although the above puppies are all of the same model, they look very different because of the embroidery threads of different colors.Each purse looks particularly interesting, compared to ordinary purses with flowers and plants, it looks much more eye-catching.Mrs. Zhang also thought it was good. Anyway, the purses didn’t cost too much fabric, so she made a few of them with different colors. None of the dozens of purses was the same, which shows her ingenuity.Just in time for the rally, they took out the purses and put them on display. They were sold out in a short while, and each one was a penny more expensive than usual.The two quick-witted people saw that there was a connection, went home to discuss it with their mother-in-law, and discussed some interesting paintings with Yuan Anping.Yuan Anping knew that they planned to embroider purses to sell for money, and the paintings were all cute animals, several kinds of playful cats, and cute little tigers.Because the other party was trying, he didn't draw much at first.Although there were not many pictures in total, but because they embroidered with different colors, they rushed for two days and made thirty purses of different shapes.Han Qingmi and Xiao Zhang went to the county with anticipation, and then returned home full of excitement.He handed over a whole hundred Wen to Mrs. Zhang.

Looking at the bunch of copper coins, Mrs. Zhang couldn't believe it, "All sold?"

Mrs. Zhang nodded with a smile, "They were all sold, and they were sold out in more than an hour. The first twenty were sold for three Wen each, and the last ten were sold for four Wen each. Those girls who came to buy look It’s nice to carry our purse.” They show off exquisitely, with novel patterns, so they are naturally pleasing.The family is very profitable and plans to continue to do it.

Han Qingmi suggested: "I think we need to ask Anping for some pictures, otherwise they will be imitated, and our wallets will not sell well."

Yuan Qiu's daughter-in-law, Fang Shi, also suggested: "We can also try to embroider some silk handkerchiefs for sale."

Mrs. Zhang thought for a while, and asked her eldest son to invite Yuan Anping to her house for dinner.

Seeing that he could help their family, Yuan Anping agreed.In the following time, Yuan Fuyuan took all the interesting pictures he drew back.He also wrote some small poems about love and scenery, Zhang and the others embroidered them on silk handkerchiefs and purses, with elegant designs and colors, and sold very well.Some literati who saw Yuan Anping's beautiful fonts and wonderful poems would buy some and take them back to read.Recently, Yuan Anping drew a lot of fat dolls wearing bellybands, and they were all embroidered on purses. The young women liked it very much, so they bought them for their own pleasure.

The family was very busy, and invited three women who knew each other well to embroider to help embroider purses, and each purse was paid a penny.As for those silk handkerchiefs, because they are more expensive, they do it themselves.Those women earn three to five yuan a day, and they are happy doing it.As for later knowing that purses are easy to sell, I didn't think much about it.After all, the purse sells well, and it all depends on Yuan Anping's paintings.If a picture that has been imitated is sold for a few days, it will not be able to fetch a good price.So the family is constantly rushing to work, competing for time to make more money.As for the fact that after a month of busy work, they actually made three or two taels of silver after all, that was really shocking.They felt the importance of literary talent more directly. Without Yuan Anping's paintings, they would not be able to make so much money.Then he invited Yuan Anping to have a big meal, of course, this is a later story.

It was a cold day, and the sun could not be seen. Yuan Anping sat on the warm kang bed, looking at the picture of a fat penguin holding a broken bowl begging for feeding on the kang table, very kindly.Then he said to Huo Xiaohan who was sitting opposite: "I heard that the embroidery at Da-grandmother's house sells very well, thanks to my paintings. If you want me to draw a few for you, you can secretly earn some money."

Huo Xiaohan held the bowl and drank gum gum tea, shook his head, "Don't draw for me. I'm good at sewing, and I can sew, but I can't do embroidery." He has been working since he was a child. If you are lucky, you can take the cloth and embroider leisurely.

Yuan Anping wanted to understand the key point, so he didn't talk about this topic again, "Xiaohan, your birthday is coming soon, is there anything you want in particular?"

Huo Xiaohan shook his head, "Brother Anping, don't spend money on me. I eat delicious food every day when I come to you, and it feels like every day is like Chinese New Year." He is already very content with such days.

Yuan Anping knew that he couldn't ask him what he wanted, so he said, "Then do you have anything you particularly want to eat? You have to say the same thing."

Huo Xiaohan thought for a while, and said a little embarrassedly: "I want to eat pancakes, which are fried pancakes with chopped green onions in the middle, and the outer skin is very crispy. I ate it once before and thought it was very delicious."

Yuan Anping said with a smile: "Oil pancakes, the ones I made must not taste good. In order not to abuse your stomach on your birthday, you have to make them yourself. I feel guilty for letting the little birthday star cook by himself."

Huo Xiaohan didn't care about these: "It doesn't matter if you do it yourself, as long as you have something to eat."

Yuan Anping shrugged his nose, "The rice in the pot is stuffy, let's eat. I'll serve the meal, you can sit on the bed and wait to eat."

Huo Xiaohan looked at Yuan Anping who went out with a smile, leaning against the quilt behind him.During the day, he can only feel happy and relaxed when he is with Yuan Anping.You don't have to worry about being beaten or scolded, and you don't have to worry about endless work.Sometimes he can't help but wonder if it's normal for people to live like this.

As soon as Yuan Anping entered the room with the food, he saw Huo Xiaohan leaning on the quilt, staring at the roof in a daze, surrounded by a touch of sadness.He sighed in his heart, if he didn't come out of that house, the boy would not be able to be truly happy.But getting out of that house was not so easy.He deliberately said in a very cheerful tone: "The rice is here. Steaming white rice and fragrant braised pork ribs. It's so delicious, it makes people drool."

Huo Xiaohan sat up with a smile, took the bowl and put it on the table.Yuan Anping put the tray aside, sat on the bed, put a rib in Huo Xiaohan's bowl, "Let's eat."

Speaking of it, Yuan Anping and Huo Xiaohan meet each other for eating, discussing what to eat, busy cooking together, and chatting by the way.A dead house who doesn't go out for nothing, and a poor little one who is busy all day and doesn't care about other people's affairs. Naturally, when they meet together, they don't gossip about others, but they still have a lot to say.

Huo Xiaohan finished his meal, and when he had to leave, he reluctantly bid farewell to Yuan Anping.Yuan Anping saw that his neck was shrinking from the cold, so he took out a scarf and put it on for him. Of course, this scarf is not something in the space, but made of cotton cloth. After being handed by Mrs. Zhang, it looks pretty good.

"Slow down the road."

"Well, I'm leaving." Huo Xiaohan glanced at him reluctantly, and ran away quickly.

Yuan Anping stood at the gate of the courtyard thinking for a while, then closed the gate and put the latch on.

Here Huo Xiaohan ran home against the cold wind, and when he entered the courtyard, he saw Huo Xiangxiang lift the curtain and come out.

"Fourth brother, come here and let me tell you something."

Huo Xiaohan wondered how Huo Xiangxiang talked to him, and wondered what she wanted him to do.

Huo Xiangxiang looked at Huo Xiaohan, whose spine seemed to be not straight all the time, and felt disgusted, thinking that his fourth brother really shouldn't be reborn in his own family.Normally, she is too lazy to talk to Huo Xiaohan, but today she condescends to stop Huo Xiaohan when she asks him something.

"Fourth brother, haven't you been sending firewood to Yuan Anping's house these days? Can you talk to him?"

Hearing her question, Huo Xiaohan knew that she was trying to trick Yuan Anping, so he immediately became vigilant in his heart, and replied carefully: "I said a word or two."

Huo Xiangxiang laughed when she heard this, and said with a natural look: "It's good if you can talk, then you can ask him for a pair of embroidery paintings for me tomorrow." She didn't care about Huo Xiaohan's friendship with Yuan Anping. He was not good enough to ask the other party for a painting, so he asked directly.As for Huo Xiaohan's embarrassment, she doesn't care.

Huo Xiaohan immediately refused and said: "I don't know him well, so I don't want to come."

Huo Xiangxiang's face immediately turned down, "I'm not familiar with you, won't you try to get close? Anyway, I don't care what you do, you have to ask me for a second drawing!"

Huo Xiaohan still shook his head, "If I don't come, he won't give it to me."

Huo Xiangxiang saw that he still dared to reject her, so she raised her voice, "What are you talking about! I told you to ask for it and you have to give it to me. You didn't even try, so you just said if you didn't come, why are you so useless? !"

When Liu heard that her little daughter was angry, she rushed out immediately, and slapped Huo Xiaohan without asking the reason, "You useless thing, you are so courageous, you dare to make Xiangxiang angry! You don't want to live, do you? "He said, raising his voice and cursing, "You bastard, troublemaker, you have ruined the whole family, and you still bully Xiangxiang! You are her brother, how can you bully my sister! Xiangxiang is so beautiful Well-behaved girl, you still bully her, you must be jealous of her. You have a black heart! Oh, I am so miserable that I gave birth to such a vicious thing like you!..."

Huo Xiaohan is also used to it. He doesn't cry out for injustice or pain. He just stood there with his head bowed, and when Liu finished scolding, he said without emotion: "I'm worried that Yuan Anping will be annoyed, and he doesn't want to accept firewood from our family. If your mother If you don't care, I'll ask him for a painting tomorrow."

As soon as Mrs. Liu heard that there was no money to collect, she felt that it was not worth it for a painting, so she said to Huo Xiaohan coldly: "If you don't go to work in the kitchen, you have a dark heart and a lazy person. I see who will dare to ask for it in the future." You!" Then Wen Sheng went to comfort her daughter.

Huo Xiaohan didn't care, his mother had already habitually poured dirty water on him, if he cared, he wouldn't be able to live today.Entering the kitchen, I touched my burning face, wondering if the swelling would go away tomorrow.

Yuan Shi looked out and saw that her mother-in-law and sister-in-law had entered the house, so she said in a low voice, "You just want a painting for her, is it worth the beating?"

Huo Xiaohan squatted down to add firewood to the bottom of the pot, "If you can ask for paintings today, you can ask for other things tomorrow." Those people know how to push their boundaries best.

Yuan Shi also knew this truth, but felt that since someone was protecting him, there was no need to suffer that crime.She also knew that Yuan Anping's patterns could make money, but she didn't know how to embroider, so she didn't think much about it.