The peasant girl in the apocalypse of natural disaster has space

Chapter 81 Hot Pot

Song Jinyue ordered nearly a thousand pairs of windproof glasses from the space, and several large wooden boxes were neatly placed in the yard at the entrance.

People lined up in a long queue, and Song Hailong and others were responsible for maintaining order. Some people stood too far back and felt anxious.

“Don’t be in a hurry, everyone has a share!”

Seeing someone cutting in line, Song Jinyue warned, "Those who cut in line will not be replaced."

No matter in her previous life or in this life, what she hates most is people who jump in line. It can be said that there is zero tolerance.

"Why don't you change it? Why don't you just join the queue?"

Some people wanted to get windproof glasses early because of their good family background, so they jumped in the front. Unexpectedly, the person who was jumped in line did not say anything, but the Song family was unwilling.

"Stop talking and go back quickly!" The person who jumped in line persuaded the complainer.

Although several people were unhappy, they did not dare to show it, so they could only rearrange their arrangements in a polite manner.

In fact, the glasses are ready-made and you can get them by handing in the wood. There is really no need for this.

More than 1000 pairs of glasses were sold, and Song Jinyue’s space was filled with demonized wood.

Submit the task and get another large amount of points.

People who come to exchange glasses are also very happy.

In the afternoon of the same day that I finished replacing glasses for people in Long'an County, someone came to my door again.

This time it was the Xuanxiu Zhang family who came. As soon as they came in, countless demonized trees were shaking their hands.

There was no reason not to do door-to-door business. Song Jinyue took the corresponding number of glasses, packed them and gave them to them.

"The wind won't blow all the time, right?"

Song Hailong looked at the dusty sky and frowned. If the wind kept blowing, there would be no way to grow food, and every household would be starving again.

"Probably not!"

Song Haishan murmured back, why is it so difficult to live a peaceful life?
"I'm telling you, dad, and uncle, why do you think so much? Instead of worrying, it's better to live a good life now."

Song Jinyue and Yuan Qiu comforted everyone. To be honest, even though she had a lot of good things in her hands, she was not particularly confident that she could take her family with her.

However, every day is filled with joy and every day is filled with sorrow. Why not make yourself happier?

When Song Haishan and others heard this, they felt it was very reasonable.

"Yue Yatou is right. Our old Song family has enough food and now we have a master to take care of us. Why are we looking so sad all day long?" A kind smile appeared on Mrs. Song's face.

"By the way, girl, what are you going to do?"

Mrs. Song pointed to the chopping board under Song Jinyue's hand, which had fresh mutton on it.

At this moment, Song Jinyue used a sharp knife to cut the meat until it was as transparent as cicada wings.

She hunted this sheep in the mountains early in the morning despite the strong wind.

"You'll find out later!"

Song Jinyue ordered a charcoal hot pot, hot pot base and dipping sauce, and some hot pot meatballs from the space, and planned to have a mutton hot pot.

Place the charcoal-fired mandarin duck pot on the table, add charcoal at the bottom, boil the water, and add the hot pot base. After a while, a spicy and exciting aroma will spread.

"smell good!"

Song Jinnan sniffed and looked into the pot. On one side was an attractive red soup base, and on the other side was a milky white soup base with a mushroom aroma.

"Come on, come all over!"

Song Jinyue put the meat and vegetables into the pot one after another, and poured a little of the hot pot dipping sauce into a bowl.

"Hey, I think this looks very similar to the noodles you made before!"

Song Haitao looked at the vegetables and noodles in the pot and couldn't help but say.

"This one is much more delicious than that one!"

Song Jinyue looked mysterious, "After all, this was developed by Master and he spent a lot of effort."

"It was developed by the master, so I have to give it a try!"

"Master, please go first!" Mrs. Song took the lead in placing the chopsticks in front of Yuan Qiu.

In front of Song Jinyue, Yuan Qiu didn't dare to put on airs.

"Let's all eat together!"

He smiled faintly and moved his chopsticks first. He couldn't wait to try this food that Song Jinyue had invented.

She picked up a piece of mutton with chopsticks and put it into her mouth, with an incredible look in her eyes. How did this girl come up with this idea?

The longer he spent with Song Jinyue, the more he felt how mysterious this girl was, and how she made those strange things.

He even had the illusion that this girl was not from this world.

"hiss!"

Huang Chuchu opened her mouth, the tip of her tongue touched the spicy meat slices, and her delicate eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

"Auntie, this side is a bit spicy, so you might not be happy with it. The mushroom soup base here tastes pretty good too!"

Song Jinyue saw that Huang Chuchu was obviously stung, so she bought a large bottle of juice from the space and quickly poured her a glass.

"Drink well!"

After taking a sip of juice, the discomfort in Huang Chuchu's mouth subsided slightly. She looked at Master Yuan Qiu and couldn't imagine that such a vicious person would put so much effort into eating and drinking.

"If you like it, drink more. If it's gone, let my master do it!"

Song Jinyue carried a large juice bottle and walked around the table, filling a glass for everyone.

"Sour and sweet, this is more than a hundred times stronger than that Xiangyinzi."

Huang Chuchu praised sincerely.

"Of course, who can match the master's craftsmanship?"

Song Haitao flattered him at the right time. When he said this, he had already downed a large glass of juice.

"Come on, uncle, pour it yourself, I'll get two more bottles!"

Song Jinyue gave half of the bottle of juice to Song Haitao, and then bought grape-flavored and green apple-flavored juice in the space.

"Why are the colors different?"

Mrs. Song asked puzzledly.

"Because they taste different too."

Song Jinyue answered with a smile.

For ordinary people, it is a blessing to have enough to eat and not be hungry. Apples and bananas are only accessible to high-ranking officials and dignitaries.

Like they had never seen these things before, it would be great if they were lucky enough to find some wild fruits in the mountains.

"So, this is the water in the fruit?"

After listening to Song Jinyue's answer, Han Ling was the first to understand.

"You can say that!"

Song Jinyue nodded. Of course it couldn't be just fruit water, there was something else in it, but they couldn't explain it clearly.

"Grandma, do you have something to say?"

Song Jinyue's sharp eyes noticed that Mrs. Song was hesitant to speak just now.

"nothing!"

Mrs. Song actually wanted to ask just now what to do with the remaining residue after taking the water out of the fruit. Should she just throw it away?

But she felt that it was not a good thing to ask, so she swallowed it.

But, having said that, this juice is really delicious. Mrs. Song picked up the cup and tasted it carefully.

The wind outside is still strong, but it can no longer affect everyone's mood at this moment. Eating delicious hot pot and drinking delicious juice, no matter how troubled they are, they are all forgotten.

(End of this chapter)