Farmer’s Little Girl
Chapter 179: White noodles (recommended starting poin
Chapter 179 White noodles (starting point recommendation ticket plus 40,000)
Fang continued to whisper: "There are still two younger brothers next Thursday. This marriage can cost a lot of money, so if you count it, their family has no savings for at least ten years."
Yao couldn’t help but said: “Their family has just built a large blue brick house, so it can be seen that it’s not that you can’t save money.”
After all, after living in the same village for decades, the Yao family and the Qian family got along well, and couldn’t help saying: “Her six sons are the most inconsistent Thursday. They are not lazy among the young people in the village. , As long as you are willing to work, what kind of family can't save?"
"That's a lot of flowers," Fang persisted, thinking of something, and couldn't help but curl his lips and said: "It's fine if there is such a small sister in the family, and there is also a sister in Guining, the daughter-in-law of this family. How difficult it is to do."
Fang may believe that Qian can balance a bowl of water between several daughter-in-laws, but it is absolutely difficult to balance a bowl of water between daughter-in-law and daughter.
is like her, can she treat her daughter-in-law the same way she treats her daughter?
It’s okay for Zhou's family to have an aunt as small as Manbao. She will always grow up and get married, but Zhou Xi is from Guining. It has been a year and hasn’t gone out yet. What if she doesn’t marry in the future? Don’t you want to live with it all the time?
Fang did not say these words, but Yao also guessed it.
She knew that this marriage was really impossible. For 30 years in the same village with the Qian family, the Yao family knew exactly what kind of person the Qian family was. However, if the Fang family showed this intention, they would continue to talk about it now. Also gotta cut.
It might as well make it clear now.
Yao nodded and said: "Then you can say something to the matchmaker."
That's how it was said, but the Fang family still feels a little regretful. After all, there are not many families like Zhou's that have two large brick houses connected together.
Fang Shi sighed faintly, tangled in his heart.
But she didn't realize it. As soon as she replies to the matchmaker here, the matchmaker over there immediately agreed to say something else to her daughter. She knew that Zhou's family didn't like her daughter either.
Fang can't help but feel a little dissatisfied, but the words are not easy to break, so she can't ask the matchmaker Zhou's family why she looks down on her daughter, right?
Isn’t that slap in the face?
In her heart, her daughter is very good, especially compared to Chu Lang, who has made mistakes, she never thought that Zhou's family would look down on her daughter.
Zhu Lang didn’t know anything about it. He happily ran to Dali Village and happily picked a good piece of mutton to buy back. Because he was thinking of something delicious, the depression caused by the morning blind date disappeared.
Zhou Xi looked at it and couldn’t help but say to her mother: “It doesn’t look like someone who is going to marry a wife. Why don’t you wait a year to see?”
Wait for him to grow longer, at least he will be more mature, right?
Lao Zhou was unhappy, and said: "A man will grow up when he becomes a family. If he waits, he will be overwhelmed. What should I do if I can't marry a wife?"
In the eyes of Lao Zhou, the fourth child is already a group of people who are difficult to marry a wife.
He couldn't let the fourth son delay both of his two sons.
Qian also nodded, "I will grow up when I become a relative, provided that I have to find a suitable one."
Man Bao nodded to the side, but he asked, "Sister, is your face ready?"
Zhou Xi lighted her nose and said, “It’s the same as your fourth brother, and I only worry about eating in my heart.”
There is also tofu at home. Zhou Xi cut out some of the lamb, made some toppings, and simmered some with tofu.
After simmering for a long time, some small holes were boiled on the tofu. It was soft and soft, but it did not spread. Man Bao used chopsticks to clamp it, and the juice inside poked out. She blew it and bit it carefully. One bite, after making sure it's not so hot, I ate it with big mouthfuls.
Man Bao's eyes are bright when he eats, and others eat well.
Thursday Lang drank all the soup in the bowl, wiped his mouth contentedly, and made a wish: "It would be great if I could live such a life every day."
Lao Zhoutou was also very satisfied with his food. He glanced at him and said: "What dreams do you do during the day, it is the winter solstice. At other times, if you dare to eat like this, see if I don't smoke you."
Otherwise, the white noodles used to make noodles made Lao Zhou very heartbroken.
Qili Village also grows wheat, but it grows less, so the white noodles are also refined and expensive. At least the Zhou family usually is not willing to eat white noodles like this.
Today is a rare luxury. In the short term, at least before the New Year, don’t think about eating like this, let alone what Chulang said every day.
Lao Zhoutou felt that eating white noodles every day is a life that gods can live by.
Man Bao said happily that she would be a little fairy in the future.
Keke took the opportunity to tell her, “In the future, white noodles and white rice will be something that every human being can afford.”
Man Bao wowed and asked: "Are they so rich?"
But when I think about it, it’s not quite right, "Everyone can eat white noodles at will. Where can there be so much white noodles?"
"It's kind of."
Man Bao asked, "How many acres of wheat do you need to grow?"
"Per capita, it is much less than what you plant now, but the yield per mu is high and the efficiency is high, so they can afford it." Keke explained to her the future wheat planting technology and yield.
Man Bao was fascinated as he listened, "It would be nice if the yield per mu of my family's planting was as high as this."
"The host can work hard in this direction," Kekedao: "Although it is difficult, improving farming technology will make some progress."
"But the host, you usually only grow spring wheat here. Even if it is to be planted, spring will begin in the coming year, and the winter is full. Don’t you make some preparations for next year’s planting?"
Man Bao enthusiastically asked, "How can I prepare?"
"Wheat seeds are not the same as rice seeds. The host can consider buying some wheat seeds that can be reserved from the mall to plant them. The points required to purchase the seeds are not low, especially since the host here is too far away from the future scientific and technological civilization. There is also a science and technology difference tax, which is paid by points, so I suggest that the host include more animals and plants that are not or rare in the encyclopedia before the beginning of the spring to ensure the acquisition of points."
Man Bao began to think seriously.
Thinking about the white noodles that she had just eaten, she was heartbroken.
See you, Keke continued: "In addition to making noodles, flour can also be made into steamed buns, buns, dumplings..."
Man Bao's eyes were getting brighter and brighter. Finally, he could no longer suppress the power of the wild in his body. He slapped the table with his little hand and stood up.
Koko became quiet immediately.
The group of people who were talking turned their heads and looked over. Qian saw that her eyes were bright and her face flushed, so he hurriedly pulled her over and asked, "What's the matter?"
Man Bao squeezed his fist and said loudly: "Mother, I want to go out and play!"
Qian: "...I didn't stop you either."
"I want to go up the mountain to play!"
"What's so fun in the mountains at this time?" Qian frowned, "It's so cold and the mountains are overcast and windy. You are not allowed to go."
"No, I'm going, mother, let the fourth brother and them take me." If there is no adult, Man Bao would not dare to go into the mountains alone. If she dared to go, Qian would dare to go. Interrupt her leg.
So although she is very unwilling, she can only ask her mother for permission.
(End of this chapter)