I'm going to become rich after being dressed as a five-year-old woman

I got up very early again today. Although Zhao Qiqi's room is far away from the chicken coop, he can still hear the loud crowing of the rooster every morning.

Zhao Qiqi yawned and tears came out. Xiaopang ran to Zhao Qiqi and wagged her little black tail.

Zhao Qiqi closed the door, bought a big chicken leg from the system and put it into its mouth.

He patted Xiaopang's head and said, "You can only leave after you finish eating here. Do you hear me?"

It seemed to understand what was said. Instead of being in a hurry, it started to eat leisurely.

Zhao Qiqi ignored it and went out. He wanted to feed the chickens, but found that Gu Yunyun had already fed them.

She waved, and Gu Yunyun immediately ran over and called out sweetly, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Zhao Qiqi smiled and held her in her arms. What a cute and soft baby. "Didn't you say last time that you wanted me to give you a name? I think this word is good. Go show it to your third brother to see what it is."

Gu Yunyun nodded excitedly and took the Book of Songs from Zhao Qiqi's hand and went to Gu Yanyan.

"Third brother, look at what this word is?"

Su Zijin, who was packing up to go to school, came over to take a look. He said, "It's Zhao. Is this the name Aunt Zhao gave you?"

Gu Yunyun nodded happily and left the Book of Poetry to Gu Yanyan: "Third brother, mother said that she would give the book to you directly after knowing it. You should study hard. How about you teach me to read after you come back today?"

Gu Yunyun ran back to Zhao Qiqi happily. She also wanted to know how to write her own characters.

"Mom, my third brother told me that the character is pronounced Zhao, but I don't know how to write it. But when my third brother gets home from school this afternoon, he will come to teach me, and then I will teach you too!"

Zhao Qiqi was amused by her and said "OK".

Xiaowu ran away happily, she liked this word.

The chicken coop was a little dirty, so Zhao Qiqi picked up a broom and swept all the chicken manure in the coop into one piece, ready to use it for composting.

The chicks were scared and ran around everywhere. Zhao Qiqi looked back and saw that it was Xiaopang who jumped in... He had a chicken leg bone in his mouth!

No wonder the chickens get scared when they see it!

Zhao Qiqi clamped it with his hands like a pair of pliers: "Little Fatty, don't come in!"

Zhao Qiqi took the chicken bone out of Xiaopang's mouth and buried it in the ground.

After washing his hands, Zhao Qiqi walked to the stove, where there was a pair of soybeans that had been soaked last night.

Put the soybeans and appropriate amount of water into the stone mill and grind them.

Xiang was a little grumpy when she woke up. She got up with a frown on her face. Seeing Zhao Qiqi grinding beans, she quickly went over and said, "Sister-in-law, let me do it. You take a rest."

There was a hint of flattery on her face, but it was still sincere.

Zhao Qiqi nodded, handed the work in his hands to her, and stopped Gu Yansui and others who were about to go to work in the fields.

"Yan Sui, after breakfast, go to the mountain and chop some more wood. I want to make two desks for you to write on."

These days, after Gu Yanyan and Su Zijin came back, they would take time to teach other children in the village to read and write. However, since most people had a lot of chores to do at home, fewer and fewer people were willing to come and learn and persist.

There were only a few children left at home, and they were influenced by Gu Yanyan's reading every day and persisted in it.

Watching Gu Yanyan practicing calligraphy, she felt a little itchy. When she was in modern times, she always wanted to learn calligraphy, but she kept putting it off and never practiced it until now.

It would be much more convenient to have two desks at home specifically for practicing calligraphy.

Zhao Qiqi poured some flour from the flour bag, added warm water that had cooled down, and some salt, and kept kneading it. When the flour was shiny and his hands and basin were empty, he turned the basin upside down on the table and let the dough rise in it for a while.

Now let's prepare the filling. First, cut some scallions and ginger, soak them in water, take out the pork and chop it, then chop the mushrooms and add some starch and salt. Stir constantly. After stirring for a while, add some water. When the water is absorbed into the meat, add some scallion and ginger water and keep stirring. Stirring vigorously will make the meat filling smooth and the meat filling with high water content will also be more tender.

Adding some oil at the end can lock in moisture and keep the meat filling tender.

Put some oil on the chopping board, take a piece of dough and wrap the meat filling in it like making dumplings. Don’t worry about it not looking good. Finally, use a rolling pin to roll out the dough into a shape similar to a cow’s tongue.

Zhao Qiqi put enough meat filling, so each person only needed two or three to be full, but there were sixteen people in the family, so this was not a small number, and the daily food expenses were a huge expense.

Apply a thin layer of oil in the pan, put the pancakes in and fry them. After both sides are golden brown, sprinkle some water on them. The surface is easier to burn, but the meat filling inside is more fully packed, so it takes longer to cook.

As soon as the pot is opened, sprinkle chopped green onions on it, and the aroma is fragrant. Gu Yanyi, who was burning the fire nearby, was already staring at this place intently. The little fat boy kept twisting his tail and running around, jumping and leaping.

"Wipe your saliva."

Gu Yanyi said "oh" and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Then he realized that his mother was making a joke on him and he was obviously not that greedy!

"Mom, let me bring these cakes to the table."

"Okay, but be careful not to let the fat kid steal some."

Gu Yanyi still couldn't get used to this name, and several times he thought someone was calling him. His nickname used to be Sipang, and many people just called him Xiaopang. Now, it's the same name as a little black dog.

"Mom, can you please not call it Xiaopang? Why not call it Xiaohei?" He shouldn't laugh at the name Xiaowu gave it. What a great name!

Zhao Qiqi thought for a moment and said, "Then let's call him Little Black Fatty. Okay, bring it to the table."

Zhao Qiqi was a little impatient. It was so early in the morning, and she was so young and had to work as a housewife making breakfast. She was still a little grumpy after getting up.

Gu Yanyi stood guard at the table and pointed at the dog seriously: "Little Black Fatty, you are not allowed to eat. This is everyone's breakfast. You have to work after eating. Of course, it's not that I don't allow you to eat. If you can work like me, I can let you eat."