The card draw is not ruthless, and the gate of the house is unstable

Chapter 50 The Sword Cuts Potatoes?
Because of the large number of people and the great effort, the potatoes prepared yesterday were quickly finished.

Zhang Guanshi did not expect that there would be so many people today, and the soil eggs he had prepared were not enough.

After all, with the addition of several officials from the Sinong Department and the people brought by Li Yunfeng, there were dozens of them.

So in a short while, large pieces of potatoes were planted.

"Guard Zhang, didn't you take the earthen eggs from this farm to other places?"

Xie Qingyu remembered that Guanshi Zhang said that there were still [-] catties of potatoes, so he asked.

Seeing Xie Qingyu's questioning, Steward Zhang immediately came to her, "Returning to Miss, except for the one thousand catties that were taken to the restaurant, the rest have not been touched."

"Today we planted 2 catties, and there are more than [-] catties left in the manor."

Hearing the conversation between the two, the staff of Sinongsi were very surprised, they did not expect that the general's mansion had so many earthen eggs.

You must know that local eggs are scarce now, and there is no supply of tens of pennies per catty.

If this is sold, it will be more than 1000 taels of silver in the account!
But if you want to come to the General's Mansion to have a big business, you don't like the 1000 taels.

Most of them are used for all planting.

Seeing that it was still early, Xie Qingyu said to Guanshi Zhang: "Then let's go back to the village first, let the cook make some food, and then cut some eggs for planting."

"Yes, ma'am."

A group of dozens of people returned to the farm in such a mighty way.

On the way back, Xie Qingyu walked with the people from Sinongsi.

I asked them if they would go back after eating, but several people expressed that they wanted to stay and continue planting.

Ever since, the number of potato cutters has increased a lot.

Let the people in Zhuangzi cut up the earthen eggs, and she is going to the kitchen to let the cook make pimple soup.

Because of the large number of people and impromptu cooking, Xie Qingyu had already planned to make pimple soup at noon.

Convenient and fast.

In the kitchen, the cook is preparing the ingredients for lunch.

After a general look, there are pork, chicken, potatoes, cabbage, etc., and there seems to be a pickled wild vegetable or something.

"Ma'am, is the meal ready?"

The cook was about to scoop out the rice and put it in the pot to cook, when she heard the clear and crisp voice of a child behind her.

Looking back, it was a little girl in gorgeous clothes.

Thinking of the person in charge saying that the lady of the main family is coming to Zhuangzi today, this is probably the one he was talking about.

The cook hurriedly put the rice bucket back, straightened up and patted on the clothes, and said embarrassingly to Xie Qingyu:

"Miss, why did you come in a place like the kitchen, please don't dirty your clothes."

Xie Qingyu waved his hand, and said indifferently: "It's not a problem, just now you seem to be preparing to cook rice, is the rice ready?"

The cook wiped her hands on the apron, and said a little embarrassedly:

"It's about to cook. Miss is hungry. There are some freshly made snacks on the stove. Miss, you can eat something to fill your belly."

The dessert was specially made by the cook when she heard that the lady of the main family was coming today.

On weekdays, Zhuangzi never did this.

Xie Qingyu looked in the direction the cook pointed, and there was indeed a plate of dim sum on it.

Went over to get a piece and found it was still hot.

After taking a sip, Xie Qingyu said: "It just so happens that you haven't cooked yet, so we'll have pimple soup at noon, saving time and trouble."

"Bump soup?" The cook was a little puzzled.

Xie Qingyu swallowed the snack in his mouth, and explained: "It's a new kind of food, made of wheat flour."

After eating the dim sum in his hand, Xie Qingyu looked around but did not see any flour, so he said to the cook:

"Where is the flour sent by Guard Li yesterday? Go and take it out. I'll teach you how to make pimple soup."

The cook nodded, then turned around and took out the bag of flour that Guard Li sent yesterday.

"This servant has never seen it before, and I don't know what to do, so I put it away."

Xie Qingyu nodded, and asked the cook to fry the soup first, and then taught the cook how to make pimples.

After a while, the pimple soup was ready.

Xie Qingyu went out of the kitchen and came to the yard to ask people to eat.

It turned out that the potatoes had cut a hill.

Li Yunfeng and others on the side even took out their sabers and used them to cut potatoes!
this……?It's a bit overkill!

Not to mention that Xie Qingyu was shocked, but when the few members of Sinongsi saw this operation, their eyes were also stared straight.

Just imagine, who would use their own sword to do such a thing!
But the shock was nothing short of shock. After watching everyone cut potatoes, the members of Sinongsi were also eager to try.

Those who looked left and right also found some tools to join the team of cutting potatoes.

So besides the mountain of potatoes in front of Xie Qingyu, there are also Li Yunfeng and others who are cutting potatoes with swords.

In addition, there are a few people in Sinong who use daggers and axes for chopping wood.

There are really all kinds of things.

"Ahem," Xie Qingyu cleared her throat, rubbed the corners of her mouth that could not be suppressed, and said loudly:
"Everyone stop, wash your hands and eat. Eat the pimple soup while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold."

"pimple soup?" Zheng Shaoyun, who was cutting potatoes with a dagger when he heard that he was eating lump soup, immediately threw away the dagger in his hand and stood up to confirm.

After seeing Xie Qingyu nodding, he turned around and walked towards the well.

As a result, I went halfway and turned back.

Xie Qingyu was wondering what he was doing, when Zheng Shaoyun raised his hand and threw a piece of potato into the potato mountain.

Xie Qingyu was a little dumbfounded, it was just a pimple soup, did he exaggerate too much.

Except for Zheng Shaoyun, although the others in Sinongsi were very calm, their movements of getting up were not slow at all.

It was only a few small steps behind Zheng Shaoyun.

As a modern person, Xie Qingyu may not feel much. This ordinary pimple soup is as common to her as noodles and rice.

For the people here, it is a very novel food.

Moreover, because wheat flour has not yet been popularized, these people have only tasted the food made of wheat flour in Baixianglou or Yingying Inn.

For those who love pasta, it is really the kind of point that they will never forget after touching it.

And Zheng Shaoyun is such a person who likes pasta.

As long as Baixianglou's food is made of wheat flour, he likes it.

But because too many people bought it, Zheng Shaoyun couldn't eat it every time.

So when I heard about the pimple soup I ate today, I was the first one to rush out.

Xie Qingyu likes to eat noodles, porridge and pimple soup while squatting in the courtyard with a bowl in his hand. Today in Zhuangzi, Xie Qingyu followed his inner thoughts.

After scooping up a bowl of pimple soup, I took it out and squatted aside to eat it.

Unexpectedly, after only taking two bites, Zheng Shaoyun squatted beside her, and said excitedly: "Yeah, Xie Xiaoqi, do you like squatting to eat too?"

After a morning's contact, Zheng Shaoyun became familiar with Xie Qingyu, and he didn't treat her like a child at all.

He also gave Xie Qingyu a new name, Xie Xiaoqi.

In his words, Xie Qingyu's surname was Xie, and she was ranked seventh, so he called her Xie Xiaoqi.

Zheng Shaoyun continued as if he had found a bosom friend: "Squatting to eat is really comfortable. I feel that squatting to eat makes the food much more delicious. Every time my father and mother see me like this, they always scold me."

　Thanks to baby No. 1 male and baby sspzc for the tickets y∩__∩y
　　
　
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