Exile at the beginning: I rule the world by drawing cards

Chapter 49 Awkward Mrs. Chen

It was just after Si hour when the ox cart returned to the village.

Qin Mengshang gave the medicine to Sun Dawang and asked him to go to Li Zheng's house. He went to Zhao's house on the way to tell Zhao Yushan about the table.

Hearing this, Zhao Yushan and Ji were very happy.In the past, my family's income was meager, barely enough to support the family.Now the children are older, Chunhua is also fifteen this year, and she will have to see her soon.I have to slowly start saving for the dowry. Having more income is a great thing.

Ji took her and said a word of thanks. She didn't have anything to give her at home. She just said that she would give her some food when the autumn harvest came.

The Zhou family had just moved in and had no land, so they had to buy food in the town.It's okay for a short time, but it's a big expense in the long run.

Qin Meng Shang could not refuse, so he had to accept.

She has always been worried about not having any land. As an agricultural student, what she cares about most is having land and a house.Now I barely have a house, but no land of my own.

There are three to two acres of fertile land in the village and one to two acres of wasteland. The wasteland at the foot of the mountain is the cheapest, costing only [-] cash per acre.

She had a total of five taels of silver in her hands, including the cold noodles she had sold for several days and the money she paid for the delivery to Changxing Restaurant.The land at the foot of the mountain is close to home and has little sunshine, so it is the most suitable place for growing konjac.By the time this month passes, the money earned should be enough to buy that piece of wasteland.

If you have a goal in mind, you will naturally be more motivated to do things.

When he got home, Qin Mengshang took out the white noodles and prepared to make cold skin.

Making cold skin is a bit troublesome. Not only do you have to control the amount of water, but you also have to wash your face and scald the skin.

My mother used to love tinkering with these things at home. Whenever she came home during the holidays, she would be dragged along to do them together.At that time, she was impatient because of the trouble, but she didn't expect that it would now become a way to make a living.Sure enough, I was right to listen to my mother.

Qin Mengshang first scooped a bowl of flour into the scale pan, held the scale beam with one hand, and stared at the scale on it for a long time, but he still didn't understand how to use the scale.

Lu Ximing brought firewood in to light the fire. Seeing that she was holding a scale and was unable to do anything, he asked aloud: "Sister, what are you doing?"

"You're just in time, come here and help me see how much this weighs."

This scale is an antique to her and she really doesn't know how to use it.

Lu Ximing took it and took a look at it and said, "Including the bowl, it's exactly eight taels."

Qin Mengshang wrote down this number, poured out the flour, and weighed the bowls individually. After determining the weight of each bowl, he began to knead and wash the dough. He repeated this four or five times and washed out a large basin of flour water.

Lu Ximing watched her pour the washed water into the weighing pan and then put it into the pot.Although I feel confused, my cousin must have a reason for doing this.

As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, billowing water mist poured out, and the flour and water in the scale turned into a translucent dough.

Lu Ximing's eyes widened in surprise: "Sister, is this the Liangpi you are talking about?"

"That's right," Qin Mengshang took his chopsticks and drew a circle along the edge, then gently peeled off the cold skin and peeled it off. "This basin of flour and water should be able to make ten or twenty kilograms of cold skin. Go get two courgettes and cut them into shreds. I’ll have this for lunch.”

"Okay." Lu Ximing responded and went to dig out two courgettes from the basket on his back.

It's busy here, and there are people coming from outside.

Before Qin Meng Shang could move, Jin Bao jumped out first, followed closely by Yuan Bao.

After raising them for half a month, the two little guys have grown up a lot.Jinbao screamed twice in an aggressive manner, which startled Mrs. Chen: "Ouch! Why is this bastard so fierce? Go, go, go!"

"Jinbao, come back." Qin Mengshang shouted and threw the ingot into the house.Old Mrs. Chen calmed down, caressing her chest and said, "The two dogs you raise are really smart. I never hear dogs barking, but they bark when they come in. No wonder the third daughter-in-law was bitten."

"The two little guys are usually very good and never run around." Qin Mengshang paused and then said, "Auntie, why are you here now?"

Mrs. Chen's expression froze, and she subconsciously hid the basket on her arm behind her back: "I just came back from picking vegetables in the field and saw smoke coming from your house. I stopped by to take a look."

Qin Mengshang blinked. She remembered that Li Zheng's vegetable plot seemed to be in the opposite direction to hers?

Mrs. Chen also realized that she had said the wrong thing and coughed awkwardly: "Why are you firing up the fire at noon? What are you messing with?"

Except for Hedi Kitchen, which cooks at noon, other families in the village only cook in the morning and evening. No one eats three meals a day except Qin Mengshang.

She smiled and said, "Auntie, I made cold skin. I'll finish it later and send some to you and Uncle Li Zheng."

"What is Liangpi?"

"It's almost like cold noodles. You'll know after you taste it."

Old Mrs. Chen had tasted the cold noodles that Qin Mengshang had made before, and she was looking forward to it when she thought about the cold noodles.When he turned around and saw the vegetable field, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Why have you planted so many eggplants? What's so delicious about them? It's almost the beginning of autumn, and it's hard to survive the winter if you don't have any land. Radishes are easy to grow and grow. If you plant them at this time, you can eat them in the winter. Do you want to plant radishes? ?My family has..."

Old Mrs. Chen rambled on about everything from growing radishes to pulling rice from the fields, and finally handed her the vegetable basket.

"The beans and loofahs in the fields are old. My family can't finish them. I'll get some for you."

After going full circle, it turned out that this was what I was doing.

Qin Meng Shang was flattered.The beans and loofahs in the basket are still fresh, and they look like they have just been picked when ripe.Looking through it carefully, there seems to be something else hidden underneath.
"Hey!" Old Mrs. Chen stopped her in a hurry, "Since you are cooking, I won't delay you. Remember to bring me the basket later."

After saying that, he hurried away, looking at his back as if he was running away.

Qin Mengshang laughed helplessly and carried the basket into the house, only to find ten eggs underneath.

Eggs are not cheap these days, costing a penny each.Old Mrs. Chen, who was usually reluctant to throw away cabbage leaves, now brought her ten eggs.

No wonder the old lady wanted to hide it, probably because she wanted to thank her for Fang's matter, but she couldn't lose face.

This awkward look really resembles Zhou Lingqi's.

Qin Mengshang put away the eggs, returned to the kitchen and boiled all the remaining flour and water into cold skin.Crush dogwood and sesame seeds into pieces, fry them in hot oil until fragrant, add shredded courgette and coriander, and it tastes delicious just by looking at it.

Lu Ximing smelled the fragrance, got out from behind the stove and stood beside it, watching eagerly.

"Try it," Qin Mengshang gave him a bowl. "If it tastes good, we will sell it tomorrow."

Lu Ximing held the bowl and tasted the chopstick noodles, his eyes lit up: "Okay, this is better than cold noodles!"

The cold noodles are made from thick noodles, and the alkaline water has a strong taste, which may be strange to some people who are not used to eating it.But Liangpi is made from white flour and has no special taste. It will naturally taste better when you eat it.

Qin Mengshang left one portion for Zhou Lingqi, and gave some of the rest to the Li Zheng family, the Zhao family, and Old Man Hu's family.

(End of this chapter)