Chapter 786: Chapter 786: Sharing Mooncakes
Tong Xingda held a lotus seed paste mooncake. He bit into it, the sweet, rich, but not greasy taste filled his mouth instantly. He paused, then began to chew heartily.
Qiao Xiaomai was a person he detested from head to toe.
However, even against his conscience, he could not deny that the food prepared by Xiaomai was delicious.
Seeing this, the others in the courtyard stood up and made their way towards the table.
Villagers, if not eating stir-fry, each held a bowl and found their favorite place to eat. Now with this delicious food, they all gathered around.
Tong Tiehu was sitting with Tong Xingda. Tong Sanlang served Tong Xingda and then served him. Tiehu took one and tasted the bean paste filling.
The sweet, not greasy taste, with a faint aroma, was the craftsmanship of Qiao Xiaomai.
Tong Erlang took a bite of his mooncake, it was filled with ham. The salty ham paired with the sweet crust, the sweet and savory mix was a bit strange, but also very delicious.
“Sanlang, what’s this called?” Tong Erlang asked eagerly.
“Ah, it’s round, indeed like a moon.” Tong Erlang finished the mooncake in his hand in just a few bites, reached out for another one. This one was filled with date paste, both crust and filling were sweet, the unified flavor pleased Tong Erlang even more.
Zhu Hongyun, the women from Zhang Family, and Li Rou each held a piece of mooncake, with different thoughts in their minds.
But they all shared one common idea: this crafty man has endless tricks!
Seeing everyone’s reactions, Tong Sanlang said, “I’m not planning to throw a feast to celebrate. And Xiaomai, to thank the villagers for their help before, made these mooncakes to share.”
“Huh?” On hearing this, Tong Xingda paused his chewing and asked, “What do you mean?”
“Every villager, who had put their fingerprints on the white silk that day, will receive four mooncakes, and some dried sweet potatoes along with pork.” Read complete version only at novel{f}ire.net
He grumbled, “She’s indeed generous!”
“She’s generous to unrelated people, but stingy to our own family,” murmured Mrs. Zhang.
Hearing this, Tong Sanlang replied calmly, “And who taught her how to make cold noodles?”
After saying this, he didn’t bother to argue with his family. “You go on eating, I have things to deal with.” He walked outside.
“The little bastard! Look at him, father. He’ll leave as soon as we say a few words, aren’t you going to do anything about this?” Tong Xingda fumed.
“Wait until you can keep yourself in check, then you will have the right to discipline him,” Tong Tiehu replied with a poker face and continued to enjoy his mooncake.
He was absolutely livid!
Ignoring his family’s quarrel, Tong Sanlang climbed onto the roof, using his internal force to notify all the villagers. Qiao Xiaomai had prepared some snacks to thank everyone for their help that day. But since there were so many people in the village and the snacks wouldn’t keep for long, they should go to the manor to collect them when they can.
It was meal time, everyone was eating at home. When they heard this, they were overjoyed.
An item from Qiao Xiaomai’s hand was bound to be good.
They must go and receive Xiaomai’s token of gratitude!
To prevent everyone’s enthusiasm, Tong Sanlang added, they should go in five-day intervals.
If too many people went, there wouldn’t be enough mooncakes and they wouldn’t get any.
There’s no rush, there will be enough for everyone.
After hearing this, the originally excited villagers calmed down.
They’ll go and fetch them when they have spare time in a couple of days!
[Here’s a recommendation for a fantastic Republic of China era novel, “Seducing the Young Wife: General, Don’t Force It,” by Lu Chengfeng. Her farming novels are very good too, you can search for them!]