After being exiled, Lucky Zaizai took his whole family to farm.

Chapter 70 Ancient Paintings
  After Qin Jia waited for the chicken soup to cool down, he drank it in one mouthful, as if he had taken medicine.

Fang Yuerong killed this chicken in advance when he was about to leave last night. It was originally a pheasant that he planned to keep for a few days.

Afraid that the wooden house would collapse, she killed it and put it away in advance to avoid wasting food.

That’s why they can have chicken soup at home.

However, no one in the Qin family drank this bit of chicken soup, leaving all of it to Qin Jia.

She looked so scary last night. Fang Yuerong specially added chicken soup stewed with ginseng just to replenish her body.

But Qin Jia, who didn't go out to eat at noon, didn't know that this soup came from her family's preference, thinking that everyone had it.

"Sister, did our family bring out a lot of food last night?"

"Plenty." Qin Lin nodded.

I tried my best to grab whatever I could. Sweet potatoes took up a lot of space, so I didn’t grab them. Most of them were rice and noodles.

"Then let mother cook a few buckets of porridge first. It doesn't have to be particularly thick, just normal. Eat it today. I'll make some food in the evening when I recover."

"Okay, don't be too tired. When the wind and rain stop, we will go back to the territory to dig out the food. We can eat one meal a day in the past few days."

Qin Lin felt that compared with her sister's health, it was really okay for her family to go hungry for a few meals.

Ever since the exile, hunger has been a common occurrence.

I think the people in the territory are the same. They are often hungry. One meal of porridge a day can keep them from starving for the time being.

After these few days, I can go back and dig out the buried food, which will relieve me a lot.

After telling Qin Jia not to be too tired, Qin Lin went out to find Fang Yuerong and the others.

The Qin family, on the other hand, is still painting.

She felt that painting so aimlessly was a bit boring, so this time she chose to imitate famous modern paintings in her memory.

Painting calms the mind.

No matter how impatient she feels, her mood will slowly calm down after she writes.

A picture of a maid waving a fan is gradually taking shape.

knock --

She didn't know how long it took before she recovered from the knock on the door.

"Please come in."

"Sister, are you bothering me?" Qin Lin walked in with a smile, holding a bowl of brown sugar eggs in her hand.

"Sister can come anytime. I'm not doing anything big, so there's nothing I can do to disturb you."

"That's good. Mom asked me to tell you that the porridge is ready. How do you deliver it?"

Qin Jia dug out the paintings she had prepared before, took them and prepared to go out with her, "Let's go to the front yard."

"Wait a minute, mom will cook you the brown sugar and egg soup, drink it while it's hot first!"

Because Qin Jia said that she fainted due to lack of energy and blood, Fang Yuerong tried every means to replenish her energy.

This bowl of brown sugar and egg soup is full of maternal love!

Qin Jia took the tea bowl in the room, divided half of the brown sugar and egg soup, and handed it to Qin Lin, "Sister, drink some too."

Qin Lin, who originally thought she was doing this to cool off, quickly refused, "I don't want it, I'm in good health, you drink it!"

Brown sugar and eggs are rare items. If it weren't for my sister's ability, it would be rare for their family to cook them once.

Especially at this time, it is difficult to cook something good to replenish my sister's health. Fortunately, there is still some sugar and eggs.

So she couldn't drink. "Sister, be obedient. When you recover, will I have anything good to eat?"
  At this time, this bowl of sugar water is the only good thing at home. Drink more to replenish your body. "

Qin Jia thought about it and it made sense. She just felt uneasy eating alone.

She sighed.

Everyone in the family must be hungry today, but she drank ginseng chicken soup in the morning, and before noon, she had another brown sugar and egg soup.

"Sister, what did you eat today?" Qin Lin never lied, so she smiled and said, "The porridge cooked by my mother, with some pickles, is very delicious."

She knew that frugality would start from today.

Thinking of finishing the work quickly and recovering as soon as possible, Qin Jia quickly drank the brown sugar soup, then took the drawing paper and went to the front yard.

It's very windy and rainy outside, but fortunately, this house has connected corridors inside.

So no need to be blown by the wind.

In the early morning, the wind force had reached Level 10, and now the wind force has begun to gradually weaken.

However, under such a strong wind, nothing in the city was blown away or even shaken. You can imagine how good the quality is.

Qin Jia felt that her overdraft was worth it.

The future housing problem was solved once and for all.

There are farmlands, farms, pastures, etc. in the city. As long as she is in the city, she is invincible.

Don't be afraid if someone covets you in the future. As long as their family huddles in the city, they can be self-sufficient and never starve to death.

So, no matter whether she does well in the future or not, at least she has a place to stay.

As a Chinese, we are obsessed with home and house.

Whether you live there or not, you must have a stable place to live.

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  Qin Jia went to the big kitchen first. Fang Yuerong was the only one there. All the big pots were filled with porridge, and there were some sweet potato pieces floating in the air.

"Just now, your aunts from the Wen family and Zhao family came to help, and they even brought some sweet potatoes that they brought with them."

Wen and Zhao didn't have much rice and noodles, so they naturally chose to bring more sweet potatoes.

When he learned that Fang Yuerong wanted to cook a few barrels of porridge, he guessed that it would be distributed to those in the territory. The three families were advancing and retreating together, so they quickly moved their own food out.

"Mom was afraid that it would be difficult for you to do things with them around, so she asked them to go back in advance."

Qin Jia nodded, and then he realized a few large wooden barrels with lids.

As for iron buckets, plastic buckets, etc., I’d better consider them when they become more luxurious.

"Mom, let's put the porridge in the bucket first."

"You don't need it. What strength do you have with such a little thing? I'll call your brother to help." Fang Yuerong stopped her hand that wanted to help.

Then he went to call Qin Lie.

The family ladles the porridge, and carries the pot to pour it. When it is ready, all the porridge is moved to the main room in the front yard.

Qin Jia once again pulled out a piece of drawing paper, and what was drawn on it was a modified heavy truck.

The current wind was around level 7. She felt that the car would not tip over, but she was mainly worried about letting people push the car.

Originally, she wanted to draw a self-driving one, but she was afraid that she would have to draw blood, so she didn't bother with it.

When pouring the liquid, Qin Jia was surprised, "Huh?"

What did she just do? This emerald green liquid suddenly swelled a little. She didn't even notice it when she turned into a wooden barrel.

Is it because of the picture of a maid waving a fan?

It couldn't be because she spent liquid to materialize the barrel.

Could it be that painting famous paintings makes prices rise faster?
  Qin Jia decided to experiment again later. Now she needed to drive to deliver porridge.

"Dad, brother, please help carry the porridge up." She opened the cargo hold at the back.

Then, after his father and brother had moved the porridge buckets up, they used the remaining liquid to cash in some quilts and three bottles of Analgin.

There are 100 pills in a bottle. This medicine is rarely used by modern people, but it is indeed cheap and effective in large quantities.

She doesn't have enough energy right now, so using it for emergencies is better than nothing.

After using it like this, the stored liquid was emptied out again, and the Ruyi pen turned pale and transparent.

(End of this chapter)