Being able to farm: starting from moving to the village and picking up furry

Huang was also someone who often dealt with the kitchen. She knew how to make pancakes and flatbreads, but she didn't know what amaranth was.

They usually went to the mountains to pick wild vegetables, but they had never heard of this name.

Mrs. Li smiled and said, "Haha, mother-in-law, it's not a salty dish, it's the name of a dish. Qingyu from our family found it. You will know it in a while."

Huang had long heard from her two sons that Qingyu had special abilities, but she didn't expect that she also had quite a lot of insights on food. She became more and more curious about her daughter-in-law.

"Qingyu, I'll go feed Wangcai and the others. You go to the kitchen first." Lin Lan picked up some wild vegetable leaves, put them on a small wooden stake and used it as a chopping board.

Then pick up a sharp knife and chop it into pieces with a few strokes. This is what Qingyu told them.

Although she could have just thrown the vegetables to Wangcai and the others, Lin Lan thought about feeding them well and helped chop the wild vegetables.

As long as you take good care of Wangcai and the others, eggs are definitely indispensable.

"it is good."

Xia Qingyu nodded and handed some wild grass that they had brought back in the morning to Lin Lan, asking her to chop them up together.

Xia Qingyu remembered that wild grass was very good chicken food, and it contained many Chinese herbs that could help chickens digest it.

The chickens are not picky eaters. Most of the people collect wild vegetables and weeds from the fields and roadsides to feed the chickens.

The chickens raised by farmers are free-range, so they are more casual and don’t pay too much attention to details.

Give them some water and some vegetable leaves in the morning, let them eat and then let them go.

At other times, the chickens go out to find food on their own. Even if they are chickens, they can fend for themselves.

Everyone in Shangxing Village knew that when the Li family moved in, they brought a flock of black hens with them, and they were extremely envious.

I also followed Lin Lan, carrying the chopped wild vegetables, to feed the chickens and take a look at the chickens at the same time.

They had long heard that the breeding chickens in Wong Chuk Village were special, and they wanted to go and see for themselves what was so special about them, and then go back and tell their families.

If you are lucky, you can even negotiate with the Li family to buy a few to take back. These are all good ideas in the minds of those who come to help.

People were chatting outside the yard, and their eyes glanced towards the kitchen from time to time. They smelled the fragrant aroma of fried cakes, which made people swallow their saliva.

"Cuckoo..."

I don’t know whose stomach started to growl first, as it suddenly started to growl loudly while everyone was chatting.

This was like a signal and everyone was stunned.

The yard was suddenly quiet for a few seconds, and then the growling sounds of hungry stomachs could be heard.

Hearing this sound, everyone blushed and felt a little embarrassed, especially those whose stomachs were growling.

"Hahaha!" Someone laughed, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

They had no choice, after all, the aroma wafting from the Li family’s kitchen was so tempting.

"Have you noticed a problem? This smells better than the buns in town." Someone sniffed.

"Gugu..." The person who spoke was stunned with his dark face, then he showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth and smiled shyly.

For those who eat less at night, and some families even just drink porridge, when they smell the fried cakes, their stomachs growl and there is nothing they can do about it.

Seeing this scene, Li Yanfeng and his brothers smiled.

There was wet wood in the yard, left over from building a wooden fence to catch wild boars.

Use an axe to chop it into several large sections, and then chop each section into several pieces, so that it is convenient to dry and burn for cooking.

Lin Jun and Lin Xin were not idle either. Everyone brought tools for building the house and helped to chop firewood.

While chopping the wood he brought back from the mountain, Li Yanfeng called upon people to help.

Lin Lan wanted to feed Wangcai and the others, which attracted some curious people.

Chen Jiadong, who was following behind everyone, glanced at Xia Qingyu who walked into the kitchen, then left the yard and wanted to see the breeding chickens brought by Huangjiacun.

He was a little worried, wondering how his father was doing. If his fifth sister and mother came over, it would be a joke.

Alas, Chen Jiadong sighed in his heart, hoping that his father would go back earlier and persuade his mother and fifth sister to stay.

At this time, people were walking towards the yard one after another. They were Miao Lei and others from Caoya Village, holding work tools in their hands.

The two Liu Dahe brothers, carrying a load of firewood on their shoulders, greeted us with a smile.

"Hey, why are you carrying firewood here?"

Li Yanchuan was moving a table when he saw Liu Dahe put down the firewood and couldn't help being a little surprised.

"I picked it up on the road. It's convenient for cooking." Liu Dalin replied with a smile.

The whole family was very grateful to Sister Qingyu for saving them, otherwise they would have been killed by Niu Dashan and the others, and who knows what would have happened.

Knowing that the Li family was moving in to build a house, Dad and Mom reminded us last night not to forget to bring firewood.

"Thank you." Li Yanchuan stepped forward and patted the two men on the shoulders, keeping all of this in mind.

More and more people gathered outside the Li family's yard, chatting animatedly. Some of them, seeing Li Yanfeng chopping wood, came forward to help.

They had all heard about the Li family catching wild boars, but when they came here they didn't see a single wild boar.

Some people discussed it carefully, only to find out in the end that they had all been sold. It felt a bit of a pity that they didn't see it with their own eyes.

There were many people coming to help build the house, so Mrs. Li planned to hurry up and make breakfast.

"Hey, mother-in-law, did you make this?" Huang rolled up her sleeves and saw a bamboo sieve on the table with baked pancakes in it.

Her eyes lit up and she felt that the Li family was so generous.

He actually used eggs and flour mixed with green-looking wild vegetables to make fried pancakes.

Could this be the pickled vegetable and egg pancake that my mother-in-law just mentioned? The whole kitchen was filled with an alluring aroma.

No wonder everyone in the yard couldn't control themselves and their stomachs were growling.

This is just like many farmers who do hard labor and haven't eaten meat for a month or so, and suddenly they smell the aroma of meat, which is so tempting.

Those who do farm work in the village go out early in the morning, before the sun shines. When they come back from farm work, they only have a bowl of thin porridge and a steamed bun for breakfast.

"Yes, this is the amaranth egg pancake that Qingyu mentioned. You should try it." Holding a pair of clean chopsticks in her hand, Mrs. Li invited her mother-in-law.

"No, we'll eat later." Huang quickly refused and swallowed secretly.

It's not that she was being pretentious, but she just wanted to finish cooking first as there were a lot of people outside who had to wait for them to finish breakfast before they could start working.

"Just try it."

Old Mrs. Li put the chopsticks into her mother-in-law's hands, and then started working with her daughters-in-law.

Entering the kitchen, Xia Qingyu was washing her hands, and the crackling sound of burning firewood in the stove was heard in her ears.

The air was filled with the smell of fireworks mixed with the aroma of fried cakes.

Huang looked at her mother-in-law, picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and chewed it for a long time before swallowing it.

"Oh my god, how did you do this?"

She felt that she had never eaten such delicious cakes, with a fragrant aroma of oil.

"good to eat."

Xia Qingyu also picked up a piece, tasted it, and couldn't help but praise it with a smile.

Hearing Xia Qingyu's praise, Mrs. Li was so happy, "It's all because of our Qingyu's good teaching!"