Rebirth space a little field

Chapter 26 is a secret!
Yang Silang listened to Chen Guaibao's words very much, he subconsciously bit the straw, and then sucked it lightly, a sweet liquid that he had never tasted before flowed into his mouth, Yang Silang's eyes widened in surprise.

"Is it delicious? Don't talk nonsense, drink it quickly, gulp it down." Chen Guaibao continued to order.

When Yang Silang heard the words, he didn't talk nonsense, and took Chen Guaibao's little hand, and started drinking in big gulps.A box of 250ml yogurt may be too much for Chen Guaibao, but for Yang Silang, an eight-year-old boy, it is obviously not of much weight. He just finished the box of yogurt after a few big gulps.

The straw made a whining sound, the yogurt inside was gone, Yang Silang let go of the straw, and Chen Guaibao casually threw the empty box into the space.

Throwing things into the space is already familiar to Chen Guaibao, but this scene is miraculous to Yang Silang. He pointed at Chen Guaibao and stammered, "You, you, you , that thing, that thing..." Yang Silang was speechless in surprise.

Chen Guabao rolled his eyes, "What are you, what's good for you." After saying this, Chen Guabao began to threaten fiercely again, "What I gave you just now was yogurt, which is a precious thing , I don’t give drinks to ordinary people, don’t tell others about this, or I’ll beat you up!” Chen Guaibao said, waving his small fists.

"Also, you can't tell others about the fact that I made the empty box disappear just now, otherwise, I'll beat you up too!"

Faced with Chen Guaibao's sudden change of face and threats, Yang Silang had calmed down a bit. Looking at Chen Guaibao's hideous expression, Yang Silang was not only not afraid, but felt that Chen Guaibao was really cute.

Although Yang Silang is only an eight-year-old child, he is not stupid. If other unfamiliar people offer him something he has never seen before, he will definitely refuse, but when facing Chen Guaibao, he will just eat it for no reason. I believe that Chen Guaibao will not harm him.

Looking at the fierce Chen Guaibao, Yang Silang nodded and assured, "Sister Guaibao, don't worry, I will never tell others what I heard and seen today."

"You are a scholar, and if you speak a word from a scholar, it's hard to catch up."

"Don't worry, little sister, I will never tell anyone else." Yang Silang swore with his right hand raised.

"Okay, then I'll just trust you once, don't let me down."

"I will definitely not let my little sister be disappointed!"

"Well." Chen Guaibao felt relieved, and her mood improved. "Let's go back together and be a companion."

"Okay." Seeing that the expression on Chen Guaibao's face softened, Yang Silang's mood also improved.

So next, the two of them went back to the village together.On the way, Chen Guaibao asked about Yang Silang's family chatteringly. Yang Silang was very conniving towards Chen Guaibao. When Chen Guaibao asked a question, he gave a series of honest answers. So at the entrance of the village, when the two parted ways, Chen Guaibao Bao already has a general understanding of Yang Silang's family.

Children's friendship always comes quickly. When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Yang Silang was obviously a little bit reluctant to part, "My dear sister, I'm leaving. Let's play together when we have time."

"Okay, let's play together when you have time, but as a scholar, you must study hard first, and then you can play after you finish reading." As a teacher, Chen Guaibao, when he heard Yang Silang talking about playing, Her occupational disease broke out, and she couldn't help but began to persuade and preach.

"Okay, I'll listen to Sister Baobao, and I'll play after reading the book."

"Well, then you can go back." Chen Guabao waved his hand.

"Okay, good-bye, dear sister." Yang Silang turned and left reluctantly.

After bidding farewell to Mrs. Yang Silang and Xiaozheng, Chen Guaibao went home in a hurry. This incident was just a small episode, and Chen Guaibao didn't take it too seriously, and she had to live her life as usual.

In mid-July, the Chen family's wheat harvest was finally over, and all the wheat was harvested, and the Chen family could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

What made Chen Guaibao happy was that after the wheat harvest was over, she had another 500 yuan in the account. These days, she took Da Zhuang and Zhuang Zhuang to fish when she had free time, and then sold them all to Taobao clients. If you can't sell it, you can take it home and eat it yourself.

However, after eating the smelly fish, the Chen family couldn’t bear the earthy smell of fish, especially Grandma Chen, she didn’t like to eat fish, she hated the earthy smell of fish, and she didn’t allow the fish soup to be cooked in a pot , so when Chen Guabao eats fish again, he either eats it grilled or stewed in a crockpot.

However, this trivial matter has no effect on the Chen family. This year's harvest is not bad, and the Chen family is very happy. When the wheat harvest is over, Grandma Chen decides to make a delicious meal of noodles with fried sauce to reward everyone.The Chen family usually eats white flour and cornmeal. The cornmeal is not as thin as white flour, and it is not as fragrant as white flour. This year's harvest is good, so it is rare for Grandma Chen to cook a meal that is all white flour.

Looking for a cool day, Grandma Chen went to the market and bought five catties of pork. The pork bought before the wheat harvest had already been eaten, and the pork was boiled in oil. Buy some and boil more lard out.

When Grandma Chen returned home, it was already noon, and Chen Yang had already steamed the steamed buns. When the white flour steamed buns were just steamed, the smell of wheat was very strong, and it wafted all over the yard. I took a few breaths, it smells, it smells so good!

Such steamed buns must be delicious with Laoganma!My mouth is watering just thinking about it.Chen Guaibao decided to take three more steamed buns and put them in the space later. When no one is there tomorrow, she, Da Zhuang and Zhuang Zhuang will eat with the old godmother.

The steamed buns have been steamed, and the next step is the noodles.

In ancient times, there were no noodle machines. If you want to eat noodles, you have to do it by hand.The process of making handmade noodles is very new to Chen Guaibao, so she followed Grandma Chen to watch with relish.

The noodles are mixed first, then live noodles, and finally rolled noodles. Compared with rice, the making of handmade noodles is too complicated. Chen Guaibao lamented that the reason why people here rarely eat pasta is because they can’t eat it. On the other hand, it is likely to be troublesome. . . . . .

Cut the noodles into thin slices as wide as your finger, and Grandma Chen will make the sauce for noodles with soy sauce. Because it is a meal to celebrate a sumptuous meal, this meal is full of oil and water. Grandma Chen is not like last time In that way, the pork oil is refined before letting everyone eat the meat. This time she bought two catties of meat, three catties were used to refine lard, and two catties were used to make sauce for Zhajiang noodles.

Cut the pork into very small dices, and then stir-fry them together in the pot with cucumber and beans. Grandma Chen found some prickly ash and star anise from some corner, and with these two seasonings, Chen Guaibao decided that the grade of the meal went up immediately.

There is no longer only salt, but other seasonings. Chen Guaibao is looking forward to this meal.

(End of this chapter)