The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 408: Sickly Eldest Brother - Cooking

Fifty acres of wasteland were screened in just two or three days, and Father Cui was very happy every day.

After finishing the work on these fifty acres of wasteland, Cui's father suddenly had a lot of free time. The enthusiasm for reclaiming wasteland in the village was high. Today you burn dozens of acres of wasteland, and tomorrow I burn dozens of acres of wasteland. After burning, we have to plow the land and clean up the tangled grass and tree roots at the bottom of the ground. The Cui family's farm tools suddenly became hot commodities. Today they are sold to this family, tomorrow they are sold to that family. The rent alone for Cui's father is enough to buy Cui's mother a hairpin.

At this time, Yun Mo started to come to Cui's father with some papers with his own writing and drawing on them.

After listening to Yun Mo's explanation, Father Cui asked a carpenter to make a few things and started to try his hand. When he opened the door at night, he saw that it had already broken into pieces. Father Cui said: "It's done, it's done"

Father Cui: "Da Lang, the tofu you mentioned is ready."

Yun Mo went over to take a look and nodded, and the old tofu was ready.

Yun Mo: "Cut a piece out and try it."

Father Cui: "Da Lang, are you sure you can eat this?"

Father Cui: "This is like a magic trick by a god. It really has become the tofu you said."

Yun Mo: “You’ll know after you’ve eaten it.”

Father Cui: "Okay, I'll cut a piece for your mother to cook."

Yun Mo: "Let me do it"

Yun Mo cut a piece and held it in his hand. The tofu block was solid and did not fall apart. Yun Mo knew that it was done.

He brought the tofu into the kitchen. Cui Yan rushed over like a monkey and was directed by Yun Mo to light the fire.

Yun Mo didn't plan to make any complicated food, so he just crushed it with salt and poured some sesame oil on it.

The other portion was cut into slices, fried in oil until both sides were golden brown, and then various seasonings were added to stir-fry it like stir-frying. Another portion was fried tofu, cut into small pieces, and a wild egg soup was made, and the small pieces of fried tofu were thrown into it.

Cui Yan, who was burning the fire nearby, was drooling.

In the past year, he has been running, practicing martial arts, and taking Yunmo's medicinal baths, and his whole body has grown a lot taller. Cui's mother often complains that his clothes are too short even though they are still new.

Even the short Cui Yi grew from 1.4 meters to 1.6 meters. He was cheerful all day long and felt that his hard work in martial arts training was not in vain.

Cui Ying: "It smells so good, brother."

Cui Yan: "Your elder brother is not delicious, the delicious thing is the food your elder brother cooks."

Cui Ying: "Smelly second brother, big brother smells good too"

Cui Yan: "Is it because my elder brother smells good and I smell bad?" Cui Ying: "My elder brother smells good and you smell bad."

Cui Yan: "That's because Big Brother didn't sweat. If he was covered in sweat, he would also stink."

Cui's mother, Yu, said: "You little bastard, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Cui's mother, Yu: "Do you think everyone is like you, a mud monkey all day long?"

Cui's mother, Yu: "Also, you are not allowed to be rude to your elder brother."

Cui Ying: "(Stuck out tongue)"

Cui Yan: “… (touched his nose angrily)”

Yun Mo: "Mother is here"

Yunmo: "Try the new food I made"

Cui's mother, Yu: "(took the chopsticks to take a bite, eyes lit up) This is delicious"

Yun Mo glanced at Cui's father, who squeezed in with Cui Yan as soon as he entered the kitchen, with a smile on his lips.

Yun Mo: "Where's the third brother?"

Cui's mother, Yu: "He is studying in the room. He said he has some homework to memorize today."

Yun Mo: "Second brother, go call third brother to eat"

Cui Yan: “Okay.”

Here, Cui's mother was setting the table. Yun Mo was urged by Cui's mother to wash his hands and sit down to wait for dinner.

That night, except for Yun Mo, who was restrained and had no problems, everyone else ate to their heart's content. Cui Yan even slumped down on a stool, unwilling to move. His father kicked him to stand up and walk around, whimpering as he walked about his bloated stomach. His father's face flushed, feeling that his son had disgraced him completely. Couldn't he just emulate his older brother's manners?!

Cui Yi, who was walking around on the table, sneered without hesitation. If Cui Yan wasn't his brother, he would have said something back.

He's full, so he's full. Is he howling like a ghost, telling the whole clan that he's eating without restraint? Stupid!