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Chapter 64 The Auspicious Omen
Jiayin and Fang Zhiyuan returned to the yard halfway up the mountain. The women had finished cleaning the yard, some were kneading noodles, some were stewing meat dishes, and some were cleaning dishes and chopsticks around the well.

In addition to the smell of stewed bacon, there is also a long-lost smell of wheat in the yard. It’s been a long time since everyone has eaten pasta. Even if they ate food before, they were boiled into a mush, or cooked together with wild vegetables and other things. eat.

The patriarch was also happy to find so much food today, and told everyone to have a good meal.

It was too late to steam the steamed buns, because there was no time to leaven the noodles, and there was no starter for fermentation, so they simply baked the flatbread.

There are three big pots in the kitchen of this other courtyard, all of which are used, and a few pots are set up in the yard to make pancakes together. They don’t plan to stay here any longer, and decide to make dry food and take it with them on the road, anyway. It's already cold, let it go.

At that time, it can be boiled in the soup, and then boiled into a paste, or it can be eaten directly when there is no time.

The patriarch took people to harvest sweet potatoes at the foot of the mountain, and the women chatted while baking pancakes.

A short woman said: "What do you think we should do with the sweet potatoes? Then a large piece of land will surely harvest a lot. If we take it away directly, it will take up space and be heavy."

Another one with a fair face said: "But it's too late to dry it now, not to mention that it's too cold to dry it, and we can't afford to wait for several days, and we won't be able to go on our way until it snows."

"Hey..." Everyone sighed in unison, now they don't have time to toss anymore, otherwise it would be best to make dried sweet potatoes, which are easy to preserve and light.

One of the old ladies with a round face said, "Isn't there a stone mill in the yard? If not, just grind the sweet potato into a paste and mix it with grain, and make dry food to eat on the road. It's better than bringing sweet potato eggs."

Everyone nodded. This is a good idea. At that time, everyone will carry some fine grains on their backs, mainly for children and the elderly. The elderly and children will always eat coarse grains and wild vegetables and their bodies will not be able to bear it.

Those rough grains are made into dry food, and the kitchen here is easy to use, and all the dry food on the road for half a month is produced.

Originally, they planned to search for the things in this yard, and take away the usable ones, and they can start again after a night of rest here.

It turned out that there were sweet potatoes at the foot of the mountain, and I knew that I would have to stay for two more days, at least to harvest all the sweet potatoes.

There are a lot of fields below, and their strong labor force is only about 30 people, and it will take two days to harvest them.It will be shipped back later, which is not a small project.

While chatting here, the working men came back and brought back more than a dozen baskets of sweet potatoes. Although they were covered in dirt, they were in a good mood, talking and laughing, and went into the yard.

All the people left in the yard couldn't help smiling when they saw the big, plump sweet potatoes sticking out of the basket.

This is all food!In this situation, who would think there is too much food?
Several old ladies talked to the patriarch about the idea of ​​making sweet potatoes into dry food and taking them away.

Fang Yunping nodded in agreement, "That's a good idea. It's not only convenient to carry, but also saves time on the road. At that time, we will order all the wooden boards in the yard into carts, and if we get a few more carts, we can push more." thing.

Take away the big pot from the stove, the three pots are much better than our own, they are made of refined iron. "

Everyone had no opinion and agreed with it.

At this time, Xiaoling flew over in a fluttering manner, and landed on Jiayin's head with precision.

Seeing Xiao Ling, the patriarch touched the beard on his chin with his hand, and praised: "This little bird is also spiritual. If it weren't for it, we wouldn't be able to find these grains."

Xiaoling replied cleverly immediately: "Thank you, thank you."

The patriarch was taken aback by the small, tuneful voice, and then laughed loudly: "It really is a spiritual creature, okay, okay, God bless our Fang family, not only there is the wild donkey king Liuliu, but now there is another one who can talk Xiao Ling, this is an auspicious sign! Hahaha..."

(End of this chapter)