Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Chapter 179: white noodles

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Fang continued to whisper: "There are two younger brothers at the end of Thursday. The marriage will cost a lot of money. Calculated in this way, their family has no savings for at least ten years."

Yao couldn't help but said: "Their family has just built a big brick house, so it's not like they can't save money."

After all, they have lived in the same village for decades, and Yao and Qian got along well, so they couldn't help but said: "Her six sons, even the most inconsequential Thursday, are not lazy among the young people in the village. , as long as you are willing to work, why can't you save money?"

"That's a lot of flowers," Fang still insisted. Thinking of something, she couldn't help curling her lips and said, "It's fine to have such a young sister-in-law in the family, and there is also a big sister-in-law of Guining, the daughter-in-law of this family How difficult it is to do."

Maybe Fang believes that Qian can be equal among several daughters-in-law, but it is absolutely difficult to equalize between daughter-in-law and daughter.

Just like her, can she treat her daughter-in-law the same way she treats her daughter

It doesn't matter if the Zhou family has a young aunt like Man Bao, she will always grow up and get married, but Zhou Xi is from Guining, and she hasn't left the house for a year, if she doesn't get married in the future, how can this eldest aunt be married? Don't you want to follow life all the time

Fang did not say these words, but Yao also guessed.

She knew that this marriage was really impossible. She had been in the same village as Qian Shi for thirty years, and Yao Shi knew what kind of person Qian Shi was. Also have to break.

It's better to say it clearly now.

Yao Shi nodded and said, "Then you can tell the matchmaker."

That being said, the Fang family still felt a little regretful, after all, there were not many families like the Zhou family with two connected yards of blue brick and large tile houses.

Fang sighed faintly, feeling entangled in her heart.

But unexpectedly, as soon as she replied to the matchmaker on her side, the matchmaker on the other side immediately agreed to say something else to her daughter, and she knew that the Zhou family didn't like her daughter either.

Fang's can't help being a little dissatisfied, but it's hard to tell, why can't she ask the matchmaker why the Zhou family doesn't like her daughter

Isn't that slapping yourself in the face

In her heart, her daughter is very good, especially compared to Zhou Zhoulang who has made mistakes before, she never thought that the Zhou family would look down on her daughter.

Zhou Zhoulang didn't know anything about it, he happily ran to Dali Village, and happily picked a piece of good mutton to buy back, because he thought about the delicious food, and the depression caused by the blind date in the morning dissipated.

Zhou Xi looked at it, and couldn't help but said to her mother: "It doesn't look like someone who is going to marry a wife at all, why don't you wait a year and see?"

When he grows longer, at least he has to be more mature, right

Old Zhou was not happy, and said: "A man grows up when he becomes a family. If he waits too long, what should he do if he can't marry a wife?"

From Lao Zhou's point of view, the fourth child belongs to the group where it is difficult to marry a wife. If you wait any longer, it will be even more difficult to say when you get older.

He couldn't let the fourth son delay his two sons.

Qian Shi also nodded, "When you become a relative, you grow up. The premise is to find a suitable one."

Man Bao nodded repeatedly at the side, but what he asked was, "Sister, is your hair ready?"

Zhou Xi nodded her nose and said, "Just like your fourth brother, he only thinks about food in his heart."

There is still tofu at home, so Zhou Xi cut out some mutton, made some toppings, and stewed some with tofu.

After simmering for a long time, some small holes were opened on the tofu, which was soft but not falling apart. When Man Bao picked it up with chopsticks, the juice inside would bubble out. She blew on it and bit it carefully. Take a bite, make sure it's not so hot, and then eat it in big mouthfuls.

Man Bao's eyes lit up after eating, and the others also ate well.

Zhou Zhoulang drank all the soup in the bowl, wiped his mouth contentedly, and made a wish: "It would be great if I could live like this every day."

Old Zhou Tou also ate very contentedly. Hearing this, he glanced at him and said, "What are you dreaming about in broad daylight? Today is the winter solstice. At other times, if you dare to eat like this, I won't smoke you."

Among other things, the old Zhoutou was heartbroken just because of the white flour that was used for making noodles.

Qili Village also grows wheat, but not much, so white flour is also expensive, at least the Zhou family is usually not willing to eat white flour like this.

It's a rare luxury today. In the short term, at least before the New Year, don't think about eating like this, let alone what Zhou Lang said every day.

Old Zhou thought that eating white noodles every day was a life for gods.

Man Bao happily said that she would be a little fairy in the future.

Keke took the opportunity to tell her, "In the future, white flour and white rice will be affordable for every human being."

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 as they please, so how come there are so many white noodles?"

"Planted."

Man Bao asked, "How many acres of wheat do you have to plant?"

"Per capita, it is much less than what you are planting 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 per mu.

Man Bao was fascinated when he heard this, "It would be great if the yield per mu planted in my family was as high as this."

"The host can work hard in this direction," Keke said: "Although it is difficult, improving the farming technology will make some progress."

"However, host, you usually only plant spring wheat here. Even if you want to plant it, you will have to start the next spring. The winter is long, don't you make some preparations for next year's planting?"

Man Bao asked enthusiastically, "What can I do to prepare?"

"Wheat seeds are different from rice seeds. The host can consider buying some wheat seeds from the shopping mall that can be saved for planting. The points required to buy seeds are not low, especially the difference between the host here and the future technological civilization. During the period There is also a technology difference tax, which needs to be paid with points, so I suggest that the host include more animals and plants that are not in the encyclopedia or are rare before the spring, so as to ensure the acquisition of points."

Man Bao thought about it seriously.

Thinking of the white noodles that she ate just now, her heart beats.

Keke saw it, and continued: "In addition to making noodles, flour can also be used to make steamed buns, steamed buns, dumplings..."

Man Bao's eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally he couldn't suppress the prehistoric power in his body anymore, he slapped the table with his little hand, and stood up suddenly.

Koko immediately fell silent.

The people who were talking turned their heads to look over. Seeing that her eyes were bright and her face was flushed, Qian quickly pulled her over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Man Bao clenched his fist and said loudly: "Mom, I want to go out to play!"

Qian Shi: "... I didn't stop you either."

"I want to go up the mountain to play!"

"What's there to do in the mountains at this time?" Qian frowned, "It's so cold and the wind is blowing in the mountains, so don't go."

"No, I'm going, mother, you can let the fourth brother take me there." If there is no adult to take it, Man Bao would not dare to go to the mountains by himself. If she dared to go, Qian would dare to go. break her leg.

So even though she was very reluctant, she could only ask her mother for permission.