The little girl from a farm family has a big wish to make a fortune by farming and picking mushrooms

The pepper seeds on the table have sprouted, but the survival rate is not very high.

The stem of the plant was very thin and fragile, and it wilted after only half a day without water.

Zhou Mingshu quickly fetched some water and watered them, hoping that they would recover.

If that doesn't work, she'll just take the seeds from the system.

There is such a large piece of land outside, and she needs to think carefully about what kind of vegetables to grow. This trip to the county is a rare opportunity.

It is still summer now, so some seasonal vegetables should still be able to be grown.

The vegetables sold in the town’s vegetable market are also quite monotonous. Most of them are wild vegetables picked from the mountains, or cucumbers and beans grown in their own fields. There are very few fresh vegetables.

Zhou Mingshu took out his notebook, wrote and drew on it, and soon decided on the vegetables and flowers to be planted.

I can go to the county this time, but I don’t know when the next time will be. Just in case, I still have to make plans for what to do next.

There was still a lot of paper left from making the round table. Zhou Mingshu took them out, poured all the seeds purchased from the system into it, and then folded it up, pretending that they came from a seed shop in the county.

Finally, mark what seeds they are, and after a few days, they will appear in the vegetable garden next door.

After finishing these things, Zhou Mingshu fell into a deep sleep hugging his quilt.

When she woke up, the sun had already set.

"Saya, you're awake. Come over and help us filter the bean dregs."

Zhou Mingqin and Zhou Mingqi were pulling the filter cloth, while Zhou Mingzhi was holding the bucket and pouring the water slowly.

This looks tiring!

"Don't do that yet. I'll make a tool for you. Come and help me, big brother."

Zhou Mingzhi put down the bucket and took a deep breath.

"it is good."

In the future, there will be more and more jelly that needs to be made. If we have to filter it all manually, it would be very tiring and it would also waste time.

"We need ropes and a cross bracket. This is how tofu makers filter out the dregs."

Zhou Mingshu picked up two suitable wooden sticks from behind the door and asked Zhou Mingzhi to cut them shorter, and then she went to the woodshed to find a rope.

Old Mrs. Zhou was cleaning the main room. The little rabbit she had raised before had finally grown a little bigger. She planned to put it in the rabbit pen and slowly add some grass to it.

"Grandma, this little rabbit is so cute when it grows fur."

Zhou Mingshu took a look and continued to look for something. Soon she found the hemp rope.

"That's right, this kid is cute when he's young, but he's different when he grows up."

Tie the filter cloth to a wooden stick, then secure it with a few turns of hemp rope, and place a bucket under the filter cloth. They only need to pour soy milk into the filter cloth, and they can also shake the bracket back and forth to filter the soy milk in the filter residue more thoroughly.

"This frees up two people to do other things, and the person filtering the soy milk doesn't have to be so tired."

"Yeah, yes, from now on, we'll use this bracket to filter. We can hang it on a tree and do it by ourselves."

"Saya, you are amazing. You can even come up with this idea."

"Second sister, you think I'm too smart. This is not my idea. Tofu sellers on the street all filter out the soy milk in this way."

"Haha, I see. But it's great that you can learn this tool. It really saves a lot of effort. Oh, by the way, we have to make so much mung bean jelly every day, and we can't bear to throw away the mung bean residue after filtering it out. In addition to drinking mung bean soup and making mung bean cakes, do we have other food?"

Zhou Mingqi really hopes that San Ya can come up with some good ideas to make some delicious food out of the mung bean dregs.

Zhou Mingshu thought about it and decided that she really wanted to use the mung bean dregs to make some mung bean ice cream, but her living conditions really did not allow it.

"Well... let me think about it, but I think it would be great if it were made into mung bean cakes. Don't you like them?"

These mung bean cakes can be made soft or baked into a crispy state, you can eat them any way you want.

Then cook a pot of mung bean soup. You don’t have to waste time boiling those hard little beans into a pulp. You can just serve it after the water is hot. This is also good.

"Of course, but I think you have more ideas, so I want you to use your imagination to add one or two more delicacies to our table."

"Hahaha okay, I'll try my best."

Boss Zhou and his men were still busy at the doorstep of the village chief's house. When one of them got tired, the next one would take over. It took an hour or two to work on dozens of kilograms of mung beans.

They also had to endure the stares of the villagers and deal with their questions or confusion.

There is so much space at home, so you can just buy one set.

When the time comes, they can tie up the donkey and let it grind the soy milk, so they won’t have to work so hard.

Zhou Mingshu told this to Old Mrs. Zhou, who also thought it made sense.

In addition, Zhou Mingshu also asked for a set of small grinders to grind the spices.

In the future, you can make chili powder, five-spice powder and other spices, and it will be very difficult for others to study the spice formula.

It’s really fun to think about it.

Buckets of soy milk were brought back and placed next to Zhou Mingzhi to be filtered.

The filtered bean dregs were collected by Zhou Mingqin and Zhou Mingqi and saved for making pancakes.

Zhou Laosan changed an empty bucket, filled it with water and carried it out the door. He had to rinse the stone mill clean every time after use, which meant that all the mung beans for the day had been ground.

The yard was wet from filtering the soy milk, and they had to jump when they walked.

It seems that the layout of the yard also needs to be changed, at least a small diversion channel should be built.

Early the next morning, Zhou Mingshu prepared his small bag, which included his clothes and some daily necessities.

"Grandma, this is the sprouts I made from pepper seeds. This is just a small part. I will continue when I come back. Remember to give them some water every day. When they grow bigger, you can plant them in the ground."

Zhou Mingshu placed the pepper seed culture medium in the main room and carefully talked about some cultivation matters.

"Okay, I get it. This is money for you. Take it carefully and don't let it be stolen. Don't always ask Dr. Chen to prepare food and drinks for you on the road. If you live in the county town, you can't eat and drink for free. Do you understand what I mean?"

Old Mrs. Zhou held her granddaughter's shoulders and explained things to her carefully.

Zhou Mingshu held the purse in his hand, smiled and nodded, "I understand, grandma, don't worry."

After everyone had prepared their things, Zhou Mingshu climbed onto the donkey cart and set off.

She won't be back for at least two days, but she has explained everything that needed to be explained, without leaving anything out.

"Uncle, remember to pick up the 'minced garlic artifact' that we ordered, and the porcelain vase from the porcelain shop. I estimate that it will be ready soon, so remember to keep an eye out."

"Okay, okay, I remember everything. Have fun when you go to the county town, but be sure to follow Mr. Chen closely and don't get lost..."

Before Boss Zhou could finish his words, he was hit hard by Liu.