Female-to-male: I live on farming

Those fields may be extremely important to farmers, but for Lu Youqing today, they cannot compare to the feelings she has developed with Li Nanqiao over the past year.

Money is just a number to her now. Gu Lanxi delivered the dividends from Yao Chi Fairy Bath two days ago, not to mention that the fresh vegetables grown by Qin Ke have not been sold yet.

She already regarded Li Nanqiao as a relative. If they were destined to be separated, she would naturally do her best to consider her.

Seeing that Li Nanqiao pursed her lips tightly and did not answer, Lu Youqing sighed softly and continued: "Of course, if you want to continue to follow us, I will be happy. But Nanqiao, I hope you can think about it carefully."

Li Nanqiao raised his head, his eyes red and wet as he stared at Lu Youqing.

This was the first time Lu Youqing saw her cry.

Lu Youqing turned his head and felt a little sour in the tip of his nose. He calmed down a little and continued to look back and said, "I hope you can think clearly about what kind of life you want to live? You have to live for yourself, not just follow me."

What kind of life do you want to live?

This is a question that Li Nanqiao has never considered, and no one has ever told her to live for herself.

From childhood to adulthood, the girls in the village that I have seen all listened to their parents at home. When they reached a certain age, they would marry a man they had never met, and from then on they would have children and take care of their husbands.

Ever since her family's conditions improved, her mother had been trying to find her in a roundabout way to find someone. She knew that the matchmaker from the village had once come to see her mother, and that she simply didn't want to get married so early at the time.

Now someone asks her, what kind of life does she want? What kind of life does she want to live?

Do you really want to get married and have children like most people?

No, she knew that was not the life she wanted. She followed her wife to see the outside world and she realized that women can pursue their own careers, both her wife and the head of the Gu family.

"Nan Qiao, you can think about it carefully during this time. There is no need to rush to reply to me." Lu Youqing saw the entanglement and confusion on her face.

Most women in the world are controlled by their parents and husbands throughout their lives. How many of them are able to pursue themselves?

……

After the potatoes and peppers were harvested, some of the tomatoes in the greenhouse had matured. Qin Ke couldn't wait to pick them. These were pure natural and pollution-free vegetables without any pesticides. After taking a bite, the sour and sweet tomato juice burst in the mouth. The flesh was juicy and delicate, and the taste was delicious and juicy.

It is truly a high-quality product produced by the system.

Of course, what makes Qin Ke most excited is that he can finally eat the hot pot he has been longing for.

After he came back, he drew the appearance of the later mandarin duck hot pot and asked Zhang Datong and Zhang Er to make it. Because it was made of copper, each pot was quite heavy, stable and thick, and of course the cost was not low.

With the pot, the only thing left was the ingredients. Lamb slices, potato slices, tofu and cabbage, mushrooms and shiitake mushrooms were all ready. As for the fish balls and shrimp balls, they were made from fresh fish bought by Qin Ke, who spent a whole day kneading and pounding them in the kitchen with Lei Zhong and a few others.

Lu Youqing curiously changed into light clothes and came to the kitchen to help. Qin Ke was reluctant to let her do physical work, so she stood beside her and taught her step by step how to squeeze out the meatballs, and then put the squeezed meatballs into water to cook.

Lu Youqing was rarely interested and squeezed the balls one by one with great interest.

"Let me do it, Brother Lei." Lei Zhong was very strong, so he was responsible for smashing the fish meat with the bones picked out into a paste.

Seeing that he was raising his arms slower and slower, Li Nanqiao took the initiative to step forward to help him. She was as strong as an ox, and later learned some martial arts from Lei.

Lei Zhong didn't bother to be polite with her. He indeed felt tired, so he sat aside and helped add firewood.

"Sister Pei, what on earth is my husband doing?" Li Nanqiao said to Pei Xiu who was standing nearby seasoning the fish.

Pei Xiu raised his head and glanced at Qin Ke who was whispering and laughing with Lu Youqing, and said calmly: "You will know when the time comes."

"My dear, you always do things in a mysterious way."

Pei Xiu curled the corners of her lips. She had long been accustomed to Qin Ke's frequent novel ideas.

After a day of buzzing in the kitchen, a large pot of fish balls was made and placed in the yard at night together with the mutton that was bought. It was cold at night, so the fish balls could be frozen overnight.

All that’s left is to prepare the dipping sauce, which is the soul of hot pot.

Fortunately, sesame paste is already available in our country, which saves Qin Ke a lot of trouble. In addition to sesame paste, he also prepared oil. As for which one you like, it depends on your personal preference.

The ingredients have been prepared, so we can start eating. Qin Ke prepared three soup bases in total. In addition to the boiled bone soup, he also fried spicy soup and tomato soup.

While doing this, Qin Ke touched his chin and began to think about the possibility of making sauces. He thought that after arriving in Liangzhou, he would consider opening a food processing factory specializing in making various sauces.

The copper pot was placed on the charcoal stove to heat it. Qin Ke and Lu Youqing used one pot, Pei Xiu and Li Nanqiao used one pot, and Han Qi and Lei Zhong used one.

"My dear, what's in this bowl?" Han Qi looked at the sauce in the bowls and dishes.

"This is sesame sauce, and that is oil. The oil is a little spicy. Which one do you like?"

After Qin Ke finished explaining to them, he took a bowl of each of the two ingredients and placed it next to Lu Youqing, saying, "Madam, try them and see which one you like."

As for Qin Ke himself, he likes to mix sesame paste with oil.

Seeing that others were at a loss as to where to start, Qin Ke stood up with a smile and introduced: "This is called hot pot. Put your favorite ingredients in the pot and cook them. When they are cooked, you can dip them in other ingredients and you can eat them."

Pei Xiu was the calmest and put the mutton slices in front of him in.

Seeing that they were all busy, Qin Ke sat down and started to cook hot pot for himself. The pots in front of them were spicy hot pot and tomato hot pot, and Qin Ke put some vegetables in them.

"Madam, which soup base do you like?"

Lu Youqing usually has a light taste. Compared with spicy taste, she prefers sour and sweet tomato soup.

After she tasted the two dipping sauces, her eyes slowly moved to Qin Ke's face, who was sweating profusely while eating.

Qin Ke blinked and touched his face. After finding that there was no dirt on his face, he looked at Lu Youqing and asked, "Madam?"

He noticed that Lu Youqing lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on the bowl in front of him.

"Ma'am, do you want to try my dip?"

Lu Youqing nodded somewhat embarrassedly.

Qin Ke smiled and picked up a piece of mushroom to feed her. Seeing that Nan Qiao and the others were busy eating and chatting and didn't notice this, Lu Youqing tucked her hair behind her ears and bit it.

Steam rose from the boiling soup pot. Through the hazy steam, Qin Ke saw a faint pink tinge on her flawless white cheeks.

"Like this?"

"……Um."

Qin Ke also started laughing.

The room was filled with laughter and the smell of fireworks. The beauty of hotpot may lie in the hustle and bustle and the gluttony.