Su Qinghe came back to his senses, and immediately opened the storage box to take a look, and there was a piece of oily pork belly lying in it.
Meat, meat, it looks like very delicious meat.
But no, why is it meat? She wants to eat meat, but in the current situation, food is obviously more important.
"System, can I change it? Why is it meat? I want big white noodles, and rice is fine too." She didn't want to eat these weird mush.
"Host, please note that the task reward is the most favorite ingredient in the host's heart every time. The host's thoughts will be conveyed to this system through brain waves. This system meets the needs of the host."
"...Why didn't you say it earlier?" Su Qinghe resisted the urge to strangle it.
"Don't human beings like their wishes to come true? This is the first award-winning surprise set by the system for the host."
There's nothing wrong with it, but didn't she just think of meat at the last moment? No, she should be glad that she thought of eating meat, if she thought of these strange goo, she would cry to death! Thinking of what the system said just now, she chuckled, "So, I can choose whatever ingredients I want in the future? If I want abalone and shark's fin..." She felt that a full feast of Chinese and Han people was right in front of her eyes.
"Host, please note that the rewards for each task are based on the host's labor. According to the amount of meals the host has just made, it is only for a family of three in this era, so the reward pork belly is half a catty. Because the host won the prize for the first time, the reward doubled." times, so a total reward of one catty."
"..." Su Qinghe fully understood that this system is indeed a system for cultivating military wives, not a system that can be used to opportunistically. Fully followed the basic principle of more work, more pay, and distribution according to work. This is to prevent someone from being lazy and slippery. And lazy people like her are the key targets of the system.
"System, please help me greet your producer and his ancestors."
"Sorry for the host, the system is currently unable to contact Interstellar. The information of the creator's ancestor has not been entered. This system cannot search for the creator's ancestor, and the task cannot be completed."
Su Qinghe felt that it was very naive to talk about this with an artificial intelligence. Simply put him in the small black room for the time being, and then start to clean up the things he made.
She couldn't eat the goo. Simply put the paste up.
Just as he took a sea bowl to serve the paste, the kitchen door was kicked open, which startled Su Qinghe.
Looking up, the eldest brother Su Aiguo was looking at the kitchen in panic, and found that there was nothing in it, only Su Qinghe was standing there stupidly, so he was relieved, "Big sister, it's you, I Seeing smoke from our house on the threshing floor, I thought it was on fire, and it scared me to death."
Just as Su Aiguo finished speaking, Su Aiguo also came back, followed by Ding Guihua and Lin Shuhong.
Seeing that there is nothing wrong with the family, they are all a little silly.
Su Aihua said, "Big sister, what are you doing?"
"I, I want to learn how to make food for you to eat." Su Qinghe said, after all, it is a family, so it is necessary to have a good impression.
Hearing Su Qinghe's words, several people showed stunned expressions in their eyes. Su Aihua said, "Sister, what's wrong with you? You've never even touched the stove. Why do you want to cook?"
Ding Guihua thinks that her man is usually very smart, but he is a fool when he meets his sister. How can the eldest sister cook, of course she cooks secretly by herself.
Lin Shuhong's eyes were red. Her two daughters are still starving, and the eldest sister cooks small stoves all day long, and can still eat extra meals. Her hard-fated daughter, why is she also a daughter, her fate is so far away...
Su Aiguo was touched, "Big sister, you have really grown up. But don't do this, your sister-in-law can cook, so you don't need to do it."
"..." Su Qinghe smiled, "Well, are you hungry, do you want to eat something before you go to work."
Su Aiguo waved his hand, "Sister, eat more yourself, we still have work in the field. Don't worry about the dishes and chopsticks after eating, you are not in good health, take a good rest."
Su Qinghe said that she is the healthiest in the whole family.
Su Aiguo led other people with different thoughts away, and Su Qinghe was relieved. She didn't expect that cooking a meal could cause such a big stir.
Come to think of it, many people eat two meals a day in this day and age. Isn't it strange that the chimney smokes suddenly. Forget it, I will still cook at normal time in the future.
Anyway, cooking is quite simple, isn't it just throwing something into the pot and then cooking it on fire? It doesn't seem to be difficult at all, nor is it very tiring.
"Host, please pay attention. Since the host already has 1 point of cooking skills, next time you cook, you must get a compliment from someone to get the corresponding reward. Host, perfunctory labor is shameful."
"..." Su Qinghe once again wanted to greet the ancestors of the maker.
Regarding this exploitative behavior, she wanted to protest, "Then if I get more than a dozen skill points, how many people do I have to cook for?"
"Host, please note that the system stipulates that the host's cooking skills must be approved by the family members who live with him, and the above restrictions will be lifted on his own. Please study hard, improve the cooking skills of the host, and lift the restrictions as soon as possible."
Hearing the latter words, Su Qinghe knew that there was no hope.
Sure enough, this system is cultivated. If you can't improve yourself, the system will be limited. This cannot be faked.
Thinking that she really needs to spend time cooking in the future, Su Qinghe suddenly felt that life was hopeless.
She is someone who wants to lie down and wait for food!
Su Qinghe is glad that he is a person who can think freely, that is, he can just muddle along. Since he can't resist this kind of life, he should learn to enjoy it. For example, how many tricks can she make with this piece of pork belly? Thinking of the oily braised pork, she sucked in her saliva. Before she could swallow her saliva, she froze.
No, how could she cook this meat? She can't eat alone food secretly, the problem is that she can't eat alone food even if she wants to. A smoke can startle the whole family. If the smell of meat wafts out, it won't alarm the whole village.
It's hard for a clever woman to cook with meat.
Su Qinghe felt that she had to find a way to solve the source of this piece of meat. You can't turn flesh out of thin air.
"Hurry up and fetch water to wash the vegetables. You have to eat at night. Hurry up, you are such a big person, and I need to remind you. Erya goes to the kitchen to get the bamboo basket, Sanya... Sanya go give it to me." Bring the bench over here, ouch, I am an old man with old arms and legs, I have to serve this big family, I am really exhausted."
In the kitchen, Su Qinghe was embarrassed when she heard Gao Xiulan's voice.
Quickly ran out from inside, "Mom, you are back."
Gao Xiulan was still about to sit and rest, when she saw her daughter coming out of the kitchen, she was so shocked that she almost sat down on the ground. She stood up and said, "Qing Miao'er, why didn't you sleep this afternoon?"
"Oh, I... just learned to cook,"
When Gao Xiulan heard that her daughter was actually cooking, she burst into tears with excitement, and ran to the kitchen in a hurry, "Let me see what our Qing Miaoer is doing." Seeing the mushy sorghum in the big bowl on the stove, , she wiped her tears, "My Qingmiaoer is really filial, and even cooks. Oh, hey, what are you doing, there are mothers and your sister-in-law, you don't have to do this, how tired you are."
"...Mom, it's actually okay." Su Qinghe smiled, feeling that her mother really loved her. This cooked a bit of a burnt yellow paste, and I was so moved that I cried bitterly.
She was about to ask what to do with the food, when she saw a little girl with a shofar braid at the door holding on to the door frame, only poking her head out, with longing in her eyes.
The longing eyes were looking at the burnt yellow on the stove.
This little girl is Su Aiguo's youngest daughter, Erya Su Manyue, who is only five years old now. Before she clamored to eat soybeans, she was scolded by Gao Xiulan. Su Qinghe felt that her mood was complicated. She could get such longing eyes after doing this, which showed how hungry the child was. She beckoned, "Erya, are you hungry? Come on, my aunt just made something to eat. Come and have a taste."
Su Manyue's eyes lit up.
Gao Xiulan suddenly became unhappy, "What a blessing to eat whatever you want, and to be able to eat the food cooked by her aunt. I didn't even take a bite."
It's the first time her eldest daughter cooks, so how can she give the girl a piece of food
Su Manyue was so frightened that she ran away immediately, for fear that her grandma would curse again.
The corner of Su Qinghe's mouth twitched, it must be impossible to reason. Gao Xiulan is now at the level of a pyramid scheme, she is ashamed of herself, and now she doesn't dare to casually dismantle her design. I could only turn the corner, "Mom, the food I made for the first time was not tasty, I'm afraid you won't eat it well. I'm planning to make another meal tonight, and you'll be the first to try it. I'll give these to the second Let the children eat. I'll cook something delicious for you tonight." She suddenly felt that this mother could be her first culinary endorser.
Hearing Su Qinghe's words, Gao Xiulan felt very bright and warm in her heart. "Mom doesn't want you to cook and work, how tired you are, what should you do if it's hot?"
"...Mom, I am so old, I always look for opportunities to be filial to you. Mom, you have worked hard."
Gao Xiulan's eyes turned red, and she wiped her tears and said, "I just said, my daughter is the most filial in this family. Everything else is black-hearted."
Su Qinghe: "...Mom, then I'll share these with Erya and the others,"
Gao Xiulan nodded and said, "Split it up, let's divide it up, a group of girls don't know how many good things they have done in their previous lives, and they can eat what her aunt made."
Su Qinghe nodded, yes, yes, I don't know how many good things I did in my previous life to be your daughter.
Ten-year-old girl Su Zhengyue is washing vegetables in a bucket, five-year-old Su Manyue is squatting beside her and doing work, and even three-year-old Su Banyue is sitting on the side with a small stool to hand out unwashed dishes to her two cousins. vegetable.
Seeing Su Qinghe coming out, the three of them were a little scared. My aunt usually doesn't care much about them, but if they make her unhappy, my aunt will complain to her grandmother, and if she says they are disobedient, she will be thrown out. Some of the starving children in the village were thrown out.
Su Qinghe was stabbed in the chest by their reaction, and she tried her best to put on a good expression, "Come here, my aunt made something delicious, hurry up and eat."
Three children: "..."
"Gu, I want to eat, I want to eat." The eldest grandson of the Su family, Su Dabao, ran out of the house, followed by his two-year-old grandson, Su Erbao.
Needless to say, this name was chosen by Gao Xiulan, thinking that there will be three treasures and four treasures in the future...
The two children entered the kitchen one after the other, and Su Qinghe shared food for them in small bowls, leaving more than half of it ready to be distributed to the three children. Just as she was about to call the three of them, Su Manyue grabbed the door frame and drooled again.
Su Qinghe beckoned, "Come here, Erya," Gao Xiulan, who was feeding her little grandson next to her, shouted, "I want you to eat as soon as you want. You have to ask your aunts to invite you to eat something. Are you still going to eat it?" You have to kowtow to beg for food. If you don’t eat it, then don’t eat it in the future, just starve to death.”
The three children outside immediately ran in, and even the three-year-old Su Banyue ran extremely fast.
In just a blink of an eye, the three children were already standing in front of Su Qinghe with their own bowls and chopsticks, waiting to share the food. His eyes were still staring at Dahai Bowl.
Su Qinghe quickly sorted them out. One person shared more than half a bowl. After finishing the distribution, they all began to eat with a sigh of relief. It looks like eating delicacies from mountains and seas.
Su Qinghe couldn't help but said, "Mom, give them more food. It's going to be starving..."
"Why didn't I give food? If I didn't give food, I would have thrown it to Niutoushan. How many children have been thrown in our team. It's enough to survive, and I still hope to be full. This is not the case. When eating in the big canteen two years ago, there was not enough bark to eat, so why would I give them girl slices?"
Gao Xiulan felt that her milk was pretty good. Anyway, the child did not starve to death.
When the three children heard what grandma said, they all nodded.
Seeing them like this, Su Qinghe suddenly felt a sense of pride, she wants to cook!
Su Aiguo and the others came back late at night, and it was the busy farming season, so even if the crops in the fields were not harvested well, they had to collect things. I have to wait for the sun to go down every day before leaving work.
As soon as they came back, Gao Xiulan began to mutter, "Qing Miao'er is so kind to you, she knows you are busy, and even cooks for your children. She didn't eat a bite herself. It's good that you heartless don't miss her. "
Su Qinghe was sitting at the door thinking about something, when Gao Xiulan said this, her face twitched.
Su Aiguo and Su Aihua knew that Su Qinghe cooked in the middle of the afternoon, but they didn't expect to feed their children. The two were very moved.
"Big sister, don't work so hard, it's okay for them to eat less." Su Aiguo said.
Su Aihua also nodded, "Sister, tell me what you want to eat in the future, and I will think of a way."
Su Qinghe: "...Brother, you are so kind to me." Sister-in-law is behind you, you really have big hearts.
Su Aiguo was touched and said, "You're talking stupid, brother is not good to you, who else is good to you?"
His daughter-in-law Lin Shuhong also had red eyes, red from sadness.
Why is she so miserable.
Ding Guihua could still hold her breath, and said with a smile, "Your sister has worked hard, let me cook the dinner tonight."
Gao Xiulan snorted coldly, "Forget it, Qing Miaoer said, she'll make dinner. Just give me your hand." She knew what the second daughter-in-law was thinking, and didn't she mean to eat an extra bite while cooking? .
When Ding Guihua heard it, she couldn't hold it anymore. What are you doing, big sister
Of course, Su Qinghe wanted to quickly unblock her restrictions.
She used to think that it would not be easy for her poor craftsmanship to be praised by her family, but she suddenly thought that it would be very easy for her family to have a few stupid fans.
So I decided to unblock it with all my strength, and then I can be lazy later.
In the evening, under the expectation of Gao Xiulan, and with the assistance of her two sister-in-laws, Su Qinghe made a meal of porridge with wild vegetables and sorghum for the whole family. This time is not bad, because she has a little cooking skill point, so she still knows how much salt should be put in this pot of porridge. Compared with the previous pot, it has been significantly improved, and I suddenly feel that this skill point is really useful.
When the food was on the table, Gao Xiulan and her two sons looked excitedly at the bowl of porridge that Su Qinghe made.
Gao Xiulan shared the porridge with distress, and said, "This is made by Qing Miaoer."
Su Qinghe sat on the side and watched everyone eat, and then asked everyone, "Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious, it's delicious." Gao Xiulan's mother and son nodded hurriedly.
"Ding, the cooking task is completed, reward 1 point for cooking skills, and reward three catties of white flour."
Su Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief after the machine stopped for a second. With flour and meat, he could have a meal of dumplings. Gotta figure out a way to get these things out.