Sure enough, it started snowing.

"It's good to snow."

Zhao Susu stuffed the stove into her little lady's big cloak and asked her to hold her hand warmer. The two of them stood at the entrance of the tent with thick felt and looked into the distance.

The snow on the ground is already deep.

"I don't know what's going on on the farm. Are they still in sufficient staff? We should not be affected by the tide in our library. I told Aunt Jin that when the weather is good, please remember to post the books."

Zhao Susu felt a little worried in her heart.

Qiu Li was also worried: "No one can be the chef in front of us now. Lao Du's skills are better than before, but he is a bit worse."

Gu Xiang chuckled: "It's okay."

Before she left, she turned a wave of people from "Yixixian". Li Zijun's restaurant could not be opened, so she cut off many people, all of whom were skilled, and they just happened to pick people with good craftsmanship and good character to gather them up and use them.

Another recipe was left for Lao Du, and all the ingredients were prepared in advance and handed over to Lao Du to collect. With Gu Ji's current scale, it would be no big problem to use it for at least a year and a half.

The regular customers of "Gu Ji" are all easy to talk to and cannot make any mistakes.

If she really couldn't return for a year or two, her restaurant would really have to let Lao Du take charge of the family.

Gu Xiang held the hand stove and looked at the snow on the ground: "It has been quite a bit of snow recently."

The snow fell less, and the people were worried. The snow was heavy, and the people were still worried.

Zhao Susu sighed lightly: "All the years of prosperity are good, what is the best? If there are poor people in Chang'an, it is better to have too many auspicious things."

Gu Xiang waved to ask the old dog to set up the stove. Even if he was out, he would prepare enough and eat and drink.

I took a bag of chopped and marinated chicken breasts, dipped them in some starchy dough residue, and chose soybean oil to fry them slowly over low heat. As soon as the chicken chops were passed, they burst out with crackling, golden and shiny. Then I took them into the pot and baked them with crispy skin and firm inner layer. Brushed with a layer of sauce and put a little hot sauce.

The lettuce leaves were roasted slightly in the pot, and the cakes were roasted softly on the fire. Open the strips and coated them with some noodles in front and back. The leaves were rolled with chicken chops and stuffed them into them.

Gu Xiang picked it up and ate it. He was quite satisfied. He fryed a pack of chicken breasts, and asked the cookies to be cooked by the train crew.

For a moment, a rich fragrance filled the tent group. The old dogs sat around and stood in a ball, resting their feet on the fire, and ate cakes and meat while roasting the fire: "Huh, if we were willing to eat this for us, we might be able to really go with him. We couldn't even guarantee the cake with three-fold noodles, hey!"

"Just think about it privately, you still tell me it? It's like we're following the third lady just to have something to eat."

The old dog rolled his eyes.

A brother around him was very happy.

In this world, the most important thing is that food, which can be without anything else. If you don’t have to eat, can you live?

Zhao Ying also came out of the tent, lifted up her robe and sat beside Gu Xiang, picked up a pancake and ate it. Although she chewed it slowly, the speed was very fast.

"It's snowing, it's cold and the river is probably not easy to repair."

He remembered the money he had spent on the river in the past two years, and then thought about the brothers who had been dumped on it, and let out a gentle breath.

Even he began to hope that God could pity others, so that he would not cause floods too early next year and give them a little time.

Gu Xiang whispered: "Building the river is not a one-day achievement. Dayu still inherited his father's career by controlling the flood. It was still successful for more than ten years. How could this river be well built in a year or two?"

When she was in Yongyi's army, Laogou and the others were often worried because the construction period was too tight.

Gu Xiang knew that the Duke of the State had capable people under his command, and the construction period he required was indeed completed. But people were lazy and reluctant to work, and were most afraid of difficulties. Seeing such a terrible project, looking at such a short time, I was afraid first, how could I finish it?

Zhao Ying smiled bitterly: "Ruohe workers are like Sanniang, who can write and calculate, know how to go to work and how to work more easily, that's great."

Gu Xiang: "..."

You are so old that you really dare to think about it.

No matter how bad she is, she is also a top student in a prestigious university in later generations. She has been studying for more than ten years. Now you always want high-quality river craftsmen. Please spend ten or eight years to popularize education.

Zhao Ying: "Oh!"

The bonfire was connected outside the tent, and the snowflakes melted before they fell to the ground. Zhao Ying unconsciously reached out to sweep Gu Xiang's shoulders and ends.

“…There is snow.”

Gu Xiang was stunned and looked at Zhao Ying's face in the firelight. He used to think he was handsome, but now he looked at him, as if he was not only handsome, but also in his eyes, in addition to Duke An Guo, nobleman, nobleman from the capital, the concepts of flying in the sky and in the clouds, were also filled with some nearby content, and things that were closer to make people think of it very comfortable and comfortable.

It was just a moment, a flash of thought, and Gu Xiang smiled unconsciously.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier. After dinner, Gu Xiang arranged for someone to watch the night and returned to the tent. She had been tired all day, wrapped her quilt and lay down, and almost fell asleep immediately after she touched her pillow.

In her sleep, she walked in a large green forest. As she walked, she suddenly saw the misty mist in front of her. When she looked closer, she saw a beautiful beauty bathing in the warm spring water...

That face was very familiar.

The next day, Gu Xiang got up early to cook and cook. Qiuli chased her and added clothes to her. She turned around and couldn't help but sigh to her sister: "Sister Xueying is really amazing. Look at how well this tent is built and the bedding is well laid. Our little lady slept warmly and her face is flushed."

Snow Eagle: "…"

Gu Xiang: "Cough."

She cooked the porridge this morning, but she cooked it carefully without adding anything except rice, and cooked a large jar of tea eggs. The remaining cakes last night were re-grilled, and the fermented tofu was taken out as a side dish, so that she could make breakfast.

This time, Gu Xiang served the porridge and refused to sit with Zhao Ying. He squeezed between Xueying and Qiuli. The three of them leaned against each other, and it was warm and saved a lot of firewood.

As soon as he picked up a small piece of fermented bean curd, Zhao Ying suddenly stood up and sat down. Qiu Li jumped far away.

The snow eagle moved slowly to the side a little.

Gu Xiang: "..."

She didn't know whether it was Qiu Li's lack of vision or whether it was Xue Ying's lack of vision.

The light from the corner of Zhao Ying's eyes swept into the grass near the river not far away. Gu Xiang's pupils suddenly contracted slightly. The old dog jumped out from behind, ran to the edge of the grass in three or two steps, reached out and pulled it out of the grass directly.

"Huh? It's a little girl!"
Chapter completed!