The poor little girl who traveled through the book, her father was lazy, her mother was stingy, and

"Xiaoxue, doing business is not that easy." Lin Dahai hesitated.

"Dad." Lin Xiaoxue looked at her honest father and knew what he was worried about. "Brother, weaving bamboo baskets takes time and effort, but there is no capital."

"Weaving bamboo baskets takes time. You might as well let your brother learn a skill. Xiaoxue, didn't you say before that you would ask Xi'er to help talk to the head of the village? Do you have any news?"

Wang Chunxiu felt that weaving bamboo baskets was not only time-consuming, but she might not be able to sell them.

It would be better for him to follow his third uncle's example and become an apprentice in the town, learning a skill to support himself.

Lin Xiaoxue sneered inwardly when she heard this.

Learning a skill is not that easy. My third uncle was literate, and my grandparents had to pay him money to get him an apprenticeship as an accountant.

Her brother is illiterate and honest, so he doesn't even know when he offended anyone.

Not to mention that she and Lin Xier are not that close yet. Even if it comes to that, why doesn't she find a way out for herself?

Just because her mother wanted to marry her off to raise money for her brother's dowry, she would not devote her whole heart to Lin Lichun.

If a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. His destiny must be in his own hands.

She realized this sentence in her dream.

"Mother, you are too impatient. Masters usually don't take apprentices casually. Besides, apprenticeship requires apprenticeship gifts. Mother, do we have money?"

Wang Chunxiu smiled awkwardly: "Do you still need to pay homage to your teacher?"

Ah.

Lin Xueer sneered in her heart.

It turns out that my mother was trying to get something for nothing!

I really think highly of her.

Lin Xiaoxue gave up the idea of ​​letting her parents go to the town to set up a stall to do business. It would be strange if they could succeed in business because one of them was honest and the other was naive.

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Night falls.

Crickets chirp.

The frog croaks.

Apart from the hooligans, the only other people left wandering around in Shanglin Village were the local dogs looking for food.

Lin Dajiang came out of the kitchen with a large basin in his hand.

He grinned and said, "Luckily I hid the fish yesterday, otherwise it would be in your uncle's stomach today."

Li Taohua was worried, "The fishy smell is important when it's fried in oil, but if I cook it later, those dogs will smell it and make me feel uncomfortable."

Lin Jingzhe hooked his nose with his hand and said, "Dad, Mom, give me the fish. I'll go to the mountain and roast it and bring it back."

Lin Dajiang nodded when he heard this, knowing that his son was used to doing this. It would be a good opportunity to grill the fish in the mountains and bring it home so that no one else would be able to smell the smell.

"I'll go up the mountain with you." However, it was not safe on the mountain at night, and Lin Dajiang was worried about his son going alone.

"Dad, save one to make smoked fish!" Lin Xiaoman was eager to try it. It had been a long time since he had eaten delicious smoked fish.

Lin Dajiang didn't care: "Okay, the fish is big anyway, but will it taste good if smoked?"

Smoked fish needs to be fried, so of course it has a smell. But she has a space, so she can just make the smoked fish in the space when the time comes.

"It doesn't taste good."

Lin Dajiang doesn't have high requirements for food. He just lets Lin Xiaoman do whatever she wants, as long as no one else can smell the food.

So Lin Dajiang cleaned the two fish, gave one to Lin Xiaoman, and gave the other to Li Taohua to apply the grilling seasoning on it.

After everything was packed up, the two of them went up the mountain to grill fish, avoiding people.

The wind was strong in the mountains, so the two men found a place sheltered from the wind. Lin Dajiang looked for wood to make a fish grill, and Lin Jingzhe looked for firewood based on his experience. The two men cooperated well, and it was obvious that this was not the first time they had done this.

Although the weather is hot, Li Taohua is still preparing to make cold noodles. She has been eating cold noodles almost every night these days.

Mix it with chili oil, some sauce and vinegar, and everyone in the family loves it.

But think about it, after getting used to eating the wheat bran and black flour porridge that makes your throat hurt, the cold noodles made from white flour are simply a delicacy.

Anyone who dares to say it doesn’t taste good is disrespecting white noodles.

Li Taohua scooped two bowls of flour into the basin, scooped in clean water, and stirred gently with chopsticks. She did not dare to move too much for fear of wasting the flour.

She carefully mixed the flour and water together, picked up the flour on the chopsticks, and began to knead the dough.

Lin Xiaoman brought back Lin Guyu who was digging earthworms. Little Guyu was naughty. From time to time, she would grab a worm and bring it close to Lin Xiaoman, making her shrink back.

"Gu Yu!"

"Sister, you're so old, but you're still afraid of earthworms, hehe..."

"Guyu, take it away!"

"Hee hee hee."

"Guyu, I won't make chili oil next time."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

As he said this, he put the earthworms back into the waist basket and walked towards the chicken coop in the backyard with his short legs.

The world is big, food is the biggest, and foodie Guyu cares the most about food.

The little chick has grown a lot bigger and keeps chirping.

As soon as Lin Guyu approached, the chicks seemed to know that the "two-legged beast" who was feeding them was coming, and they all ran to the simple bamboo fence and chirped even more happily.

The chicken coop was not big. Near the corner, Lin Jingzhe made a table with bamboo strips.

There were two bamboos on each side, and on top of the bamboos were bamboo strips that Lin Jingzhe had polished himself, which were placed one by one on the two bamboos, and a thin layer of hay was placed on top.

There is a lot of rain in the summer, so the chicks don't have to move.

When the weather is fine, take out the table top to dry in the sun and replace it with new hay.

A thatched shed was built above the chicken coop to shelter from the rain, and every detail was Lin Jingzhe’s masterpiece.

After feeding the chickens, A-niang finished making the noodles.

Just wait for Lin Dajiang and Lin Jingzhe to come back, and then you can cook it in a pot of boiling water.

Xiao Guyu was hungry, so he moved a small stool to the yard near the door and waited.

Not long after, footsteps were heard outside the gate.

When Xiao Guyu heard his brother's laughter, he immediately opened the door.

"Father."

With the last ray of light, Lin Dajiang saw the little girl's sparkling eyes and picked her up.

After Lin Jingzhe closed the door, he whispered, "Guyu, are you hungry? Daddy will carry you in."

"We should eat grilled fish on Guyu."

Lin Dajiang touched Guyu's head and said, "The fish is big, so there is no need to worry about food."

When Li Taohua heard the sound, she put the noodles into the boiling pot.

The side dishes at home could be picked and eaten, so she washed some, and after the noodles were cooked, she took them out and put them in the pot to blanch them.

Lin Xiaoman took out six bowls, four large and two small, and picked out the noodles from the cold water.

The bowls of father, brother and mother had the most food. She had food in her space, so she served a similar amount of noodles as Guyu, and finally scooped a small bowl for little Lidong.

Add sauce and vinegar to each bowl, sprinkle a handful of wild onion slices, mix with chili oil, and stir with chopsticks.

Only sauce and vinegar were added to Xiao Lidong’s noodles, along with a small spoonful of lard and some hot soup, which was then mixed well.

Little Lidong, who was walking back and forth on the bamboo mat, saw his sister holding his own small bowl, and couldn't wait to come over, shouting "mianmian, mianmian".

Lin Jingzhe took out the grilled fish and wrapped it in clean banana leaves. As soon as he opened the banana leaves, the aroma of the grilled fish spread immediately.

As early as the moment Lin Jingzhe took out the grilled fish from the basket, Lin Dajiang had already closed the kitchen door vigilantly.

"Eat!" Lin Dajiang gave an order, and the eating team picked up their chopsticks and ate noodles.

Lin Dajiang held Lidong in his arms, gave him a pair of chopsticks, and let him pick the food by himself.

Lidong's hand strength was not strong enough, so he could only hold the chopsticks, and his movements for scooping noodles were not very coordinated.

He was so anxious that he lay on the table, put his mouth close to the bowl, put down his chopsticks and picked at the bowl with his hands.

Li Taohua was amused by Lidong's eating habits, "Boss, Lidong follows Guyu and loves to eat."

Guyu, who was eating seriously, heard her mother calling her. She raised her head, her cheeks puffed up, and replied vaguely: "Mother, what's wrong?"