The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

Almost everyone said, "It's delicious." Then the only sound was the chewing of food.

After everyone had a bowl, there was still half left in the pot.

Guan looked at Jiang Yan and leaned close to her ear and said, "Sister, let them eat all the food in the pot."

Jiang Yan nodded. Since they were helping with the work, she would do her best to make sure they were well fed. Unbeknownst to anyone, she had just smuggled another five or six pounds of tofu out of her home.

Fortunately, the pot was big enough, and she added a few more buckets of water. Guan, who had been busy all the time, didn't notice anything.

"They've suffered so much. Sister, you don't know that many of them have never eaten such delicious food in their entire lives."

Yichen also nodded. She believed it because it was made by her mother and these people had never eaten it before.

Look at them now, they eat without saying a word.

Dong Baihu was sweating profusely after finishing a large bowl of stewed fish with tofu. "I couldn't help but sigh: This is the life of a real person."

Zhou Dasheng, who was squatting next to him, also nodded in agreement with what the captain said, but he had no mouth to speak.

There's no way. His mouth is used for eating now, so he doesn't have time to talk.

After lunch, no one sat down to rest. Everyone had the same thought in mind, which was to help Madam Jiang build the house.

Otherwise, it would be unfair to the food they prepared for you.

The captain just said that they would help build the wall of the house to the top even if it meant working until late at night, so that the beams and tiles could be put up tomorrow.

When Jiang Yan heard that they had to stay up late, she thought that she couldn't treat them badly, so she discussed with Guan what to eat in the evening.

This was no problem for Guan. She looked at the patches of wild chives outside, which were just fresh and tender, and said with a smile, "I'll go home and get some eggs and a piece of old yeast. We'll start rising the dough first."

"Dough?"

"Right. Let those three brats in our family go cut the chives, and we'll make three-grain flour dumplings with chive and egg filling tonight."

"That's good." Jiang Yan agreed. While Guan was away getting something, she secretly mixed two pounds of white flour into the three-pound flour.

The three Shengs knew that they would have something delicious to eat in the evening, so they volunteered to cut wild leeks.

The three brothers secretly discussed it and said, "We need to cut more wild leeks. I didn't have enough for lunch."

"Me too."

"Me too. Mom said we should give some to the uncles and we can eat the leftovers."

"Yeah, the food Aunt Jiang makes is delicious. I can't get enough of it."

"Then let's go cut the leeks."

"okay."

The three boys had the same temperament as their parents and were very efficient at work. In a short while, they had harvested all the wild chives nearby.

Dasheng was afraid that there would not be enough food, so he took his brothers to another place where wild leeks grew abundantly.

Finally, the three brothers came back carrying three baskets of wild leeks.

"Mom, Aunt Jiang, do you think we've cut enough wild chives? If not, we can go and cut more."

"Enough, enough." Guan saw the attitudes of her three sons and there was nothing she didn't understand.

Jiang Yan looked at the three baskets of wild leeks, then at the two large ceramic basins of kneaded dough, and thought that this was enough.

If there wasn't enough eggs, she would try to sneak some in when the scrambled eggs were broken into pieces. If that didn't work, she would just add raw eggs, which tasted just as good.

Guan then instructed her eldest son to boil some water and let it cool down so that it could be given to the workers to drink.

Yichen sat on the tree stump nearby, helping to pick leeks with her little hands, and occasionally glanced at the soldiers who were carrying stone slabs back and forth.

On the path, they were careful not to touch the crops that were growing well.

From their weather-beaten faces and their faded and worn military uniforms, you can tell that they are not living well.

But they are still willing to help others and live a positive and optimistic life, which deserves the respect of every one of us.

"Sister, the dough has risen. Let me roll it out."

"Okay, I'll pack it."

When the buns with eighteen folds were placed on the steamer, Guan sighed again, "Sister, what are your hands like? The folds on these buns are more beautiful than others."

Jiang Yan felt a little embarrassed by the compliment, so she lowered her head and said nothing, and her hands' movements tended to speed up.

When the first pot of plump three-ingredient flour buns came out of the pot, there was another round of exclamations.

"Master, from now on, we will hire Madam Jiang to cook for us!"

"Yeah yeah."

Once someone takes the lead, others will follow suit.

"Forget it." Captain Dong thought of their food bags and refused decisively.

"Why?"

"Yes, Madam Jiang's cooking skills are really great. Being able to eat the food she cooks is a blessing we have earned."

"Tsk, you'd better save your energy." Captain Dong quickly poured cold water on them.

"Master Baihu."

"Calling you adults is useless. If you continue to eat the way you do today, you'll have eaten up a month's worth of food in ten days. Then, where will I get you food?"

"... "

"... "

Captain Dong's words were met with silence.

"Alas, we are short of food."

"Yeah. When will we be able to eat our fill every day?"

"It would be nice if it could be like today."

"Dream!"

"I am already very satisfied to have a meal like today."

"Yes, we should be satisfied. We can have two meat meals today."

"This isn't just any meat. Even the fish stew that Madam Jiang made today might not be something we could eat during Chinese New Year."

"I don't necessarily need it, but I definitely can't eat it. These days, Chinese New Year is always bland. We're lucky to have a few fried dumplings on New Year's Day."

Everyone present felt a little discouraged when they thought about the meals they had during last year's Chinese New Year.

"Alright, stop sighing. Let's work hard today and live up to the food that Madam Jiang prepared for us."

"Yes, Master Baihu, don't worry, we will definitely do our best."

"I trust you guys on this matter."

As the sky gradually darkened, someone heard a gurgling sound from their stomach.

This sound seems to be contagious. Once one sound is heard, there will be a second, a third...

Before the owner of the stomach could complain, Guan's loud voice was heard: "Everyone stop, it's time to eat."

"Hey~" Zhang Xiaoqi is particularly active today.

He was really hungry, and because he was in his own territory, he didn't feel comfortable competing with his comrades for food at noon.

As a result, he got hungry early.

"Wife, give me two more buns." After washing his hands, Zhang Xiaoqi started yelling at his wife.

Captain Dong: "You old fellow are running too fast! The youngsters can't even outrun you."