"I will start writing a new story in two days. By then, I hope Madam Xia will not mind giving me some guidance."

"I couldn't ask for more." Xia Mingyue said with a smile.

Shen Shujun also smiled, thanked Xia Mingyue again, and continued to write on the red paper.

Yin Lingyou walked towards Xia Mingyue and touched his nose, "It's hard for you to give me such good advice."

"Hmm?" Xia Mingyue blinked and spread her hands. "I don't quite understand what Doctor Yin is talking about."

Are you playing dumb?
Yin Lingyou snorted, "If you don't understand, then don't understand. Anyway, I'm an old man and my speech is not good, so it's normal for others not to understand me."

As he spoke, he put his hands behind his back and was about to leave.

Xia Mingyue couldn't help laughing when she saw this, "Are you angry?"

"I'm hard of hearing and can't hear you!" Yin Lingyou replied angrily.

"I can't hear you. This is really troublesome." Xia Mingyue was distressed. "Then what about my steamed rice cakes..."

Rice cake?
Yin Lingyou's ears immediately perked up, and he turned around quickly, and walked to Xia Mingyue in two steps. "Where is it?"

"Doctor Yin has hearing problems, doesn't he?" Xia Mingyue picked her ears with her fingers.

"Is there any disease that cannot be cured by the doctor?" Yin Lingyou curled his lips, but felt that what he said was a little wrong.

No, there really is a disease that cannot be cured.

Greedy disease!
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The business of Yippin Pot and mooncakes remains the same.

The business of Xia Ji’s other food stalls is also developing steadily.

In a blink of an eye, it was already August 14th.

The mooncake business came to an end today. After Xia Mingyue led everyone to pack up and go home, she looked outside from time to time.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Changzhou City is quite close to the military camp. I don’t know if Lu Qiyan and An Yunji can come back to celebrate the fifteenth day of the lunar month…

While Xia Mingyue was waiting, she did not wait for Lu Qiyan and An Yunji to return, but received a letter.

It was written by Lu Qiyan.

The content is not long, and the handwriting is even a little sloppy, obviously written in a hurry.

The general meaning is that he could have returned home for a reunion during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but due to sudden military incidents, he was unable to return.

Xia Mingyue sighed, put away the letter, and began to plan the banquet for the Mid-Autumn Festival night.

Everyone has been working hard recently, and as the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, it would be nice to have some fun.

As for Lu Qiyan and An Yunji...

Only the bright moon can express my longing for you!
Under Xia Mingyue's preparation, everyone started shopping and preparing everything from morning.

When it was evening, they were not in the house, but simply prepared a huge table in the yard, and everyone sat around it to eat together.

The table was filled with dishes, including chicken, duck, fish, shrimp, crab, and vegetables. It was a dazzling array and extremely sumptuous. Everyone who saw it couldn't help swallowing.

After placing the stools and bowls, Xia Mingyue invited everyone to take their seats, but found that Manager Fu was nowhere to be seen.

After some questioning, no one knew where Steward Fu had gone. Just as Xia Mingyue was considering whether to send someone to look for him, Steward Fu quickly walked into the yard and bowed to apologize, "I'm sorry, I was just dealing with some trivial matters and wasted some time. Please forgive me."

Manager Fu was usually busy, so everyone naturally understood and didn't ask too many questions.

Yin Lingyou raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Seeing that Manager Fu is so happy, could it be that something good happened to him?"

"Good news, good news." Steward Fu smiled, "But we can't tell you about this. Everyone will know when the time comes."

Seeing that Manager Fu was openly keeping things a secret, Yin Lingyou chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, but I'll have to make you drink wine later!"

"Okay, let's go ahead, how many drinks?"

Everyone sat down at the table with laughter. They first thanked Madam Xia and everyone for their hard work in preparing such a delicious meal. After Xia Mingyue and Manager Fu picked up their chopsticks, they all started to attack the delicacies on the table.

Sichuan-style sweet braised pork is made from thin slices of large pieces of pork belly and sweet and soft glutinous rice. The pork belly slices are bright in color due to the addition of brown sugar, and are sweet and soft, melting in the mouth. The glutinous rice flour is sweet and delicious, and the addition of lard makes it rich and mellow, and extremely delicious.

Crystal shrimp dumplings are made with shrimp meat and pork stuffing from plump and delicious river shrimps in autumn. The skin is made of rice starch and the dumplings are steamed in a steamer. The appearance looks crystal clear, with the pink shrimp meat faintly visible. When you take a bite, you can feel the shrimp meat is full, delicious and juicy.

In autumn, there are big crabs with fat and yellow roe, each weighing more than half a pound. You only need to steam them and add them to the dipping sauce to enjoy the excellent delicious taste. The steward Fu even thoughtfully prepared eight crab dishes for everyone to enjoy...

Amid the laughter and enjoyment of delicious food, the bright full moon gradually rose higher and hung on the branches, watching the excitement and joy of the world.

But such joy has nothing to do with Cui Wendong.

He was already in a bad mood, so he went to a tavern to drink. When he was about to leave after eating and drinking, he was suddenly dragged into an alley on the street by someone.

"Bold..."

Before Cui Wendong could finish his words, his eyes went dark and a thick sack was put on him. Then he felt wooden sticks falling on his body like raindrops.

The pain was so intense that Cui Wendong howled like a pig being slaughtered, and then threatened fiercely, "Do you know who I am?"

"No matter who you are, I'm going to hit you, a blind dog-skin plaster!" The other party spat at the ground with disdain, and then swung the wooden stick faster and harder.

The pain became so severe that Cui Wendong dared not make any sound and could only endure it with a groan.

The beating lasted for a cup of tea before stopping.

At this time, Cui Wendong could not even stand up because of the pain all over his body. He could only collapse on the ground, unable to move, and gasping for breath.

Suddenly, the sack was pulled away by someone, and Cui Wendong regained his normal vision.

But no matter how hard he tried to open his eyes, he still couldn't see who the perpetrator was.

The alley was empty and quiet, with only the sound of a few dogs barking in the distance. It seemed as if everything that had just happened was just a dream and was completely unreal.

But the pain in his body and the wounds all over the body of Qingsong, the servant beside him, reminded him that this was not a dream or an illusion, but a real experience.

Looking at the dirt and stains on his gorgeous brocade robe, Cui Wendong gritted his teeth.

There is actually someone who dares to attack a member of the Cui family. He must be tired of living!
I must make you look good!

On the first day of going to the government office after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Heming received a visit from Cui Wendong.

When Zhang Heming saw Cui Wendong had completely turned into a pig's head, he was stunned at first, and then his eyes lit up.

Oh, which hero did this? (End of this chapter)