The Little Lucky Girl

After a while, he was seen walking towards us unsteadily with a wooden basin as big as a child's bath basin on his head. Everyone tried to hold back their laughter and immediately went to help him.

Feng Xu looked at Ming Youyou resentfully and said, "Why didn't you tell me that this basin was so big?"

"I told you and Zheng Huan to carry it together. It's you who was so anxious."

Ming Youyou served him a big bowl, with so much food that it was overflowing, and added some sugar as a consolation.

Everyone looked at the wooden basin, which contained a jelly-like brown-green solid that was shaking from the vibration. They really wanted to take a bite of it.

"Is this jelly?" Zheng Huan and the other two asked uncertainly. They had also eaten jelly in the capital, but it was white.

“It’s also called jelly, but it’s made from tree leaves, so the color is darker.” Ming Youyou said.

Ever since she learned how to make mutton soup with steamed buns, she has been quite interested in cooking, so the research institute found this recipe for her, which is simple and easy to learn and practice.

She said to Luo Xiucai, "The weather is getting hotter and hotter, so the mutton soup restaurant can also add some refreshing appetizers."

Sister Zhang insisted on giving her 20% of the store's profits, but she didn't want so much. After much shoving and pushing, they finally settled on 10%. The Zhang family even went to the government office to register the documents.

Now that she also owns this mutton soup restaurant, she naturally has to pay more attention to the business.

Luo Xiucai quickly finished a bowl and sighed with satisfaction, "It tastes good, very fragrant, and slightly bitter, but it is more refreshing in the summer. I will tell Yingniang when I get home and ask her to come and learn from you when she is free."

After that, he looked at her with emotion and said, "You have really learned a lot since your trip to the capital. It is true as people say that the capital is an incredible place. I will take Yingniang to see it in the future."

Zheng Huan and his two companions: ...We are holding the capital back.

"By the way, does this jelly have a name?"

"Yes," Ming Youyou said loudly, "It's called 'God's Jelly'."

When Zheng Huan and the other two saw that Ming Youyou had decided on a small and profitable business while talking, they suddenly felt the pressure on them doubled.

They decided to speed up the work in the fields and continue to ask Mr. Luo for advice on how to write storybooks at home in the afternoon.

Ming Youyou watched them squatting on the field weeding. Soon the sweat on her face began to stream down. The clothes that had been half dry during the break soon became soaked again.

She looked up at the sky. The bright sun was baking the air all around, making it unbearable for her who was sitting under the shade of a tree, let alone those who were working in the fields without any shelter.

She felt a little frustrated, so she asked the system: "Does anyone farm there?"

The system has said before that people there don’t have to worry about their livelihoods, and everyone works more out of passion.

She felt that farming was so hard that no one would like it.

But the system told her, "Of course there are, and a lot of them."

The system replied: "It's just that they are more engaged in scientific research, and no one is working as hard as you are now in farming."

"What about the crops in the fields?" Ming Youyou asked curiously.

"With machines farming, humans can just control it remotely."

"What is a machine?"

The system found a video for her to watch, and Ming Youyou saw a big guy with a strange shape walking around the field, and then all the seedlings were planted.

Another big creature with its mouth open came grunting forward and swallowed all the crops in the field. Then, like a hen laying eggs, a lot of wheat came out from behind.

She was so surprised, "These so-called machines look a bit scary. Will they eat people?"

In her mind, she has already linked the machine with the legendary monster. She thinks the people over there are quite powerful and can tame such a scary animal. Aren't they afraid that it will bite them back one day?

The system gave her a simple scientific explanation, "Machines have no life, they are created by humans."

He also made an analogy, saying that it was like the house you built with wood and mud bricks, except that the machines were more complex and they moved.

Ming Youyou's mind couldn't help but imagine that the house she lived in had grown arms and legs, and was taking steps with bangs, walking towards her with its claws and fangs bared, and turning over the ground with a crackling sound.

She couldn't help but shudder and felt a little afraid to sleep tonight.

But the people over there are so happy. All the hard work is done by machines, and they can have food to eat without sweating. I am so envious!

When I looked at this big thing called a machine again, it seemed much more pleasing to the eye.

She rolled her eyes and thought, if she had such a thing, she would take it around the village and it would definitely shock the village chief and others. Hahaha.

So I immediately asked the system in a flattering way: "Can I buy one?"

The system is very straightforward: "This is a high-tech product."

Ming Youyou understood, because according to convention, anything related to "technology" is not allowed here.

She sighed and had to play the video again to enjoy it.

As she watched, she became unwilling to give up and poked the system and asked, "Is there nothing good we can use?"

It's not good to be too advanced, but it's OK to be a little bit better. There must be some good things that can save everyone from the trouble.

The system showed her the search results, and the empty page was very glaring.

"The farming method you use is very far away from us. Many historical records have been lost in the long river of time and cannot be found at all."

Ming Youyou sighed, sat there in silence and stopped talking.

Seeing that she was disappointed, the system hesitated for a moment, but still used its limited contribution points in exchange for a database update. After restarting, it tried again. Unexpectedly, it actually found some additional historical records this time.

The record was very long, with many, many pages, and it was all filled with small print that she particularly hated, but Ming Youyou was very happy to read it this time. They immediately divided the work and cooperated with each other, with the system browsing the text while she was responsible for looking at the pictures.

As she looked at them, she pointed at one of them and said to the system, "Look at this."

The system saw that the picture was of a building with a sign hanging on the door: Rice Development History Museum.

It thought the host didn't understand what a history museum was, and just as it was about to explain, it saw her pointing to a spot below the picture and said, "Look at this thing."

It is a bronze sculpture in front of the museum, depicting an old farmer pulling a plow.

"The plow he pulls is different from the one we use in our village. This plow is curved." Ming Youyou said.

The system helped her enlarge the picture to the maximum, and finally she saw some small text description under the bronze statue.

"This should be the famous curved-beam plow in history. It not only changes the long beam into a curved beam, but also installs a plow disc that can rotate freely at the beam head."

"So that means it's better than our current plow?"

They were all carved and worshipped, so they must be good things.

"Yes, it's lighter than your plow, and easier to turn and make turns, which saves more energy."

Ming Youyou said excitedly: "Can I buy one?"