After fleeing famine, I have thousands of acres of fertile land

"Dad's wife, Grandma Sun, is really nice. She keeps the kitchen tidy and clean." Ye Qing praised.

"Yes, it's good. I came here a few times at mealtime and the food tasted good." Boss Ye observed for half a month before he felt comfortable with Grandma Sun's cooking.

"Dad, it's getting late. Let's go to the clinic. Grandpa caught a cold yesterday and has been coughing badly."

Boss Ye was also worried about Old Man Ye's health. As he got older, it would be hard for him to survive the winter.

Fortunately, I have been at the charcoal kiln this year, where charcoal is burning all the time and the temperature is a little higher than other places.

Boss Ye drove a ox cart to the clinic where Doctor Lin was. Doctor Lin was a good doctor. Usually, after taking a few bowls of Chinese medicine, the cough would be cured.

Ye Qing went to the street with his elder brother. There was not much meat left at home, so they bought some lard and lean meat. The lard could be boiled to make oil, and the residue could be used to make big dumplings.

Take some sun-dried beans, soak them for an afternoon, and mix them with oil residue to make the stuffing. It is so delicious that you can swallow it with your tongue.

After buying the meat, Ye Qing and his companion went back to the yard first, worried that the others would come back with the charcoal and wouldn't be able to get home.

"Brother Yongzi, you guys are back. I guess you've been waiting for a long time."

"Qingya, we just arrived too. Today we were delivering charcoal to a restaurant, but their charcoal shed collapsed, so we helped to rebuild it. It took us some time."

"Are you hurt?"

"No, it collapsed before we went there. It looked crooked last time, but I didn't expect it to collapse this time."

"Be careful when you are outside. If something goes wrong, save yourself first." Ye Qing reminded worriedly.

"Don't worry, Qingya. There are so many of us, young and old. There won't be any danger." Yongzi said nonchalantly.

Ye Qing said a few words and then said nothing else. He poured a cup of hot water for everyone to drink to warm themselves up.

Just after drinking the water, Boss Ye came back. Everyone didn't delay and went back before it got dark.

When Ye Qing got home, Li had already made the dough rise and soaked the dried vegetables.

Zhou took the lard, washed it, and lit a fire to boil the oil. In less than half an hour, she had boiled out a large pot.

Ye Qing brought the lard jar over, and Zhou poured the oil in with a spoon, scooped out the oil residue with a strainer, and drained the oil for a while.

He put a little more on a plate, sprinkled salt on it, and shared it among everyone.

Ye Qing ate a few pieces of lard to satisfy his craving, and then went to help chop the stuffing. The dried beans absorbed water and expanded.

Squeeze out the water from the leaves, chop the beans, and mix them with the lard. Roll the fermented dough into skins, wrap them up one by one, and steam them for 15 minutes.

While the buns were being steamed, Zhou also used a small pot to boil some porridge. When the porridge was done, the buns were also cooked.

Ye Qing was waiting by the side with a basket of dry food. Zhou dipped her hands in cold water and quickly picked up the buns.

Everyone washed their hands and waited at the table. Ye Dalang took over the porridge pot and served everyone a bowl.

Zhou put the basket full of buns in the middle of the table, took one for Old Man Ye and Li first, and the others helped themselves to the food.

Ye Qing put the bun to his mouth and took a bite. The skin was thin and the filling was rich, mixed with the aroma of pork. He couldn't stop eating it.

Zhou was very satisfied watching her family eating so happily. "Da Lang and Qing Ya, you guys should eat more. You have been working so hard recently and you still need to grow taller."

"Mom, you should eat more too. You work harder than us." Ye Qing coaxed Zhou sweetly.

"Okay, okay, eat more. There's still stuffing. I'll steam another pot later."

With a bite of steamed bun and a mouthful of porridge, Ye Qing felt that all the fatigue of the day was gone, and all that was left was happiness.

After a short break after dinner, Ye Qing helped to wrap more than 30 buns, which were steamed in two pots until all the fillings were used up.

There was still some kneaded dough left, so Zhou rolled out a few pancakes and baked them in a pan over the fire.

When he finished his work, it was already dark. Ye Qing quickly washed up and went back to his room to sleep.

After a dreamless night, Ye Qing got up early and practiced boxing in the yard for a while before eating breakfast and going out.

Ever since the last time the head of the village set the rules, the children in the village have been practicing more or less. Their physical fitness is much better than when they first arrived. They have grown taller and have more flesh on their bodies.

Ye Qing first went to the accounting office to look at the list that had been sorted out yesterday, picked out the list of restaurants that Ye Lao Da needed coal delivered to today, and gave it to Ye Dalang who was waiting at the door.

Delivering coal now takes up most of my time every day, and I also have to maintain old customers.

Boss Ye no longer looks for new customers. The output on the mountain can just meet the current orders. If there are more, he will have to open a new kiln.

Boss Ye waited for the charcoal kiln to help load the car, signed the notebook recording the data, and drove out.

Ye Qing followed them to the city today. She was going to sell her rabbits. There were too many rabbits at home, and now she had no time to feed them, so she could only sell a batch first.

Boss Ye took Ye Qing to Qingyunzhai. Rabbits were selling well in winter, and many wealthy families wanted rabbit skins to make clothes.

The rabbit leather shoes Ye Qing is wearing now are very warm, so his feet won’t get cold even if he is busy outside all day.

"Boss, we are here to sell rabbits. This time we brought thirty of them. They are all big, fat and energetic rabbits." Ye Qing was also familiar with the boss of Qingyunzhai.

"Qingya, you and your father haven't been here for a long time. What have you been busy with recently?"

Boss Ye parked the car and walked in, just in time to hear this. "I've been busy delivering charcoal to the restaurant recently. Next time I'll bring some over for the shopkeeper."

"Thank you very much, but our shop is busy with people coming and going, and we can't sit still. There is no need to burn charcoal in the house. I won't cause you any trouble." The shopkeeper was not a person who liked to take advantage of others.

The waiter at Qingyunzhai came over to weigh the rabbits and said, "Boss, they weigh 156 kilograms in total, and they are very healthy."

The shopkeeper took out some silver from the counter and gave it to Boss Ye. Boss Ye checked it carefully and made sure the amount was correct before he put it in his arms, straightened his clothes and continued talking.

"Boss, have you found any result on the matter that Doctor Lin kept bothering you with last time? The New Year is coming soon, so make Doctor Lin happy." Boss Ye was thinking about Doctor Lin's search for his family.

"I have a rough idea of ​​where to go. I still need to ask around more carefully."

"Sorry to bother you, boss. When we find it, I'll let Doctor Lin treat you to a meal." Boss Ye was happy.

Ye Qing followed Boss Ye out of the store, "Qingya, let's go and find your brother and the others."

"Let's go, Dad. It's still early and we can still help my brother send the two families off."

Boss Ye and Ye Qing drove a ox cart to the agreed place, only to see a group of people surrounding the village's ox cart.

Boss Ye watched from afar, feeling anxious, and cracked the whip to make the cow run faster.

Seeing that something was not right, Ye Qing picked up the wooden stick on the car and stared at the front.

As the oxcart got closer, the shouting became clearer and clearer.

The leader was a hooligans young man, holding a stick in his hand, cursing and refusing to let Ye Dalang and others leave.