There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Chapter 54 The smell of meat wafts far away
[Task: Get 50 positive reviews from people

Completion reward: 250 points
Failure penalty: 500 points deducted]

Okay, let's play like this, right?
Song Rutang really didn't expect that the punishment for failure in this system would be updated in real time. If you are afraid, you will get it, and if you lack it, you will be deducted.

Ignoring the reward, which was half the punishment, Song Rutang nodded to Yang Pinxiang:
"Okay, I'll teach you how to make a new one later. Let's have lunch first."

Yang Pinxiang's eyes brightened: "Sister is so kind."

With a blush on her face, Song Rutang immediately changed the topic:

"I wonder how my second uncle can save me?"

"It's definitely not good for the two of you to make a fuss together. Qinbao, go and tell your grandfather that you two should guard the place and don't let him touch anything."

"Grandma, don't worry. If your granddaughter is here, you won't let your second uncle steal anything!"

Yang Pinqin patted her chest in assurance, winked at Song Rutang, and then left.

After everyone was sent away by Mrs. Yang for different reasons, she was the only two people left in the world, and Mrs. Yang said:

"Tang Bao, the West Market will open tomorrow. Grandma has rented a stall for you. If you want to go, prepare today and get up early tomorrow morning to open the stall. If you don't want to, grandma will ask your brothers and sisters to sell something. Gizmos."

"The granddaughter must go!"

Song Rutang was worried about how to get those fifty good reviews, but she didn't want someone to give her a pillow just as she dozed off, so she happily took Old Mrs. Yang's arm and entered the house:
"Tang'er is just about to practice. Grandma, please wait. I will bring you a basket of silver coins tomorrow to honor you!"

Old Mrs. Yang made her laugh by saying:
"You kid, how can you put money in a basket? Ask Pinyan to accompany you tomorrow, so you don't have to be bullied."

Song Rutang responded casually, not expecting what would happen next.

After returning to the room to investigate, Song Rutang thought about it again and decided that in addition to selling some of the scallion dough pancakes needed for the mission, it would also be a good idea to make some other food and sell them on the way.

After checking it out, Song Rutang focused on the barbecue encyclopedia that she had obtained from hunting wild boars before.

After checking it out, I felt that the skewers were too boring, but the bacon method inside is worth trying.

Fortunately, the meat had been marinated a few days ago and was waiting to be smoked. Song Rutang went to the house and moved the pork out.

There was too much meat to hold back. Song Rutang was diligent and moved out bit by bit. It didn't take long for the move to be completed, but she was very tired.

Simply looking for something non-vegetarian, Song Rutang went to the mall and rummaged around, and found some modern snacks.

I spent five points to buy a can of Red Bull to treat myself, but just as I took it out and before I opened it, I heard Yang Songlan walk in.

Song Rutang changed hands and threw it into the space backpack, turning around to put on airs.

Seeing that she was busy, Yang Songlan really didn't plan to leave for a while, so she came forward to help her hang the meat and asked:
"Mom heard what they said this morning. Your second uncle was a free-spirited man when he was young. He changed his gender after he got married. Your cousin also followed him."

Song Rutang originally thought that she would tell him to take more care of her, but Yang Songlan reminded her:

"You have to be more careful in the future. Your second uncle is angry. He doesn't know what he can do. If you have anything to do, go to your mother. She will file a complaint with your grandfather on your behalf."

Song Rutang was a little surprised and smiled slightly:

"It's okay, mom, I'm not afraid."

"Mother is afraid."

Yang Songlan hung up a piece of pork and seemed to see some unseen spices. She moved her eyes silently and warned:

"Anyway, be careful in everything. Next time, Mom, ask someone to give you a silver hairpin. From now on, when you eat, you can take the hairpin and poke it into the rice. If it's poisonous, it will turn black."

"There's no need to spend so much money."

Song Rutang thought that the system would remind her that it was a waste to ask for a silver hairpin. Besides, the hairpin was stuck in her head all day long, which made her hair very oily. If she poked it into the rice, she really couldn't eat the food.But how can you say this to Yang Songlan?Song Rutang was secretive and just said no, but she didn't want this to become a different mentality in Yang Songlan's eyes.

Tang Bao must be reluctant to wear hairpins because he feels sorry for money.

Just thinking about this made Yang Songlan's eyes red with distress, and she whispered:
"Tang Bao has suffered a lot. When my mother makes money, she will give you a box of silver hairpins and tell you to wear them differently every day."

Yes, the Silver Hairpin test is impossible to pass no matter what.

Song Rutang tried to save her life one last time and said harshly:
"I also have money."

"That's what you earned. You keep it in your own hands. What mother earns will be taken into account separately."

Yang Songlan was also making calculations in her mind.

Those craftsmanship skills of my youth have not been lost. In the future, it is time to return to my old profession and earn more wealth for Tang Bao.

You can't live off your parents' family every day.

The two women made up their minds. Song Rutang took the fragrant leaves, put them under the shelf with many strips of meat, lit them, and fanned them slowly to light the fire.

Not long after, drops of meat fat dripped from the top, and Yang Songlan hurriedly took the jar to catch it.

"I can eat it for a long time."

Song Rutang looked at Yang Songlan's skillful movements of receiving oil, and suddenly had a whim and asked:
"Mom, can you observe the sky?"

"The celestial phenomenon..." Yang Songlan recalled and thought about it:

"My grandmother, your great-grandmother, taught me a little bit. I know a little bit about it, but unfortunately I learned a little and am not proficient. If I had studied with your great-grandmother for a while, I might be able to watch stars now."

Song Rutang's eyes lit up and he quickly took out the book of astrology.

Under her persistence, the system had changed the book into an ancient Chinese version, and it had become a little older. Taking it out now did not arouse Yang Songlan's suspicion.

Seeing that the oil can was full, Yang Songlan took the book and looked through it a few times.

"Yes, these pages are all told by your great-grandmother...even the stars?"

Yang Songlan felt more and more surprised the more she turned back, and Song Rutang became more and more surprised as she listened.

It seems that the points are not in vain. Once Yang Songlan learns it, maybe she can see if it rains in the future.

This is what is said in novels. People who can stargaze are very magical, just like they can predict.

Song Rutang held her cheek and smoked the meat, stuffed two small rags in her nose to block the smell of smoke, and asked while holding her breath:
"Mom, the book is so profound, how did you understand it?"

"Is it advanced? I'll teach you something you can understand just by looking at it."

Song Rutang shook his head quickly.

No, no, no, she doesn't want to learn at all.

After the meat was smoked, the aroma of the meat had already spread far away, and everyone came over smelling the smell:
"What smells so good?"

"Hey, I started making bacon so early. Rutang's skills are really amazing. The bacon is so delicious."

Song Rutang smiled, wiped his hands with a rag, and explained:
"Tomorrow I will go to the West Market to set up a stall, thinking about making some meat to sell. I will be able to serve meat to my family tonight."

But as soon as he said these words, he was immediately stopped by Yang Mingshu:
"It's not the right time to eat meat."

(End of this chapter)