At the beginning of the famine, I became famous all over the world with my useless system

"Sanmu, come and help me! I just remembered that your father secretly sent us a lot of things, and I hid them all in the cellar under the bed.

"We moved so suddenly that I didn't have time to take it out. I just checked, and luckily it's not infested with insects, probably because of the dry weather."

The children had no doubt that their home had a cellar and that their mother had hidden something in it.

After all, they had just seen the eldest brother's lamp that was as bright as daylight today. Since Dad could find such a strange thing, Mi must be no problem.

The only pity is why mom didn’t think of it earlier.

I just don’t know how much rice my father sent back, and whether it is enough for them to pay back the grain they borrowed before.

But this thought was only fleeting. Now the most important thing was to help my mother move things to the kitchen.

Gu Sihe was carrying soy sauce, cooking wine and other condiments, and asked in confusion: "Mom, what are these things? Why have I never seen them before?"

Gu Changqing and Gu Damao also put down their books and came over to help. They originally wanted to explain to Sihe based on what they had learned in the books, but when they looked closely, they felt extremely ashamed.

They are really lazy and arrogant. Just like Sihe, they clearly don't know what this thing is, but the younger brother still knows to ask. Where do they get their confidence from?

Lin Qing cleared his throat and said calmly, "I don't know either. I'll put it in after I smell it."

After a while, all kinds of seasonings were neatly arranged on the stove.

Lin Qing looked truly satisfied, and at the same time thanked the system again for its humane nature.

All packaging is deliberately changed to an antique style, and the materials do not contain prohibited items such as glass.

What’s more, the price is very favorable!

All these things, plus a pair of chopsticks, only cost her twenty-three cents!

Worthy of praise three hundred times!

Gu Sanmu carried a heavy bag of rice, smelled the long-lost rice fragrance, and placed it next to the stove in a trance. He felt light and airy, as if he was in a dream.

is this real?

Do they really have rice at home?

With so much rice, doesn’t that mean they won’t have to worry about food for a long time?

The little guy Sihe can now fill his stomach and no longer wakes up crying from hunger at night.

Gu Ermiao had no intention of paying attention to his two younger brothers who were jumping for joy. He silently looked at his mother who seemed like a different person, and the suspicion in his heart became more and more serious.

"Ermiao, wash the rice and soak it in water. Sanmu, peel the potatoes, cut them into small pieces, and soak them in water..."

Gu Ermiao looked at his mother who was busy at the stove and sighed silently in his heart.

That's it.

Although it may sound a bit unfilial to say so, he was very confident in his heart.

Even if the original mother wakes up, what can she do?

They would probably still stay in the dilapidated temple, worrying about their livelihood and crying for the future. No matter what, it would definitely not be better than now.

So, she is his mother!

Having made up his mind, he immediately responded, "Okay, Mom, I'll be right there."

After Lin Qing finished giving the order, he suddenly felt two fiery gazes staring at him. When he looked down, it was indeed Gu Sihe.

He was rubbing his hands excitedly, his eyes sparkling, as if he would be ready to go as long as he was assigned a task.

Lin Qing deliberately pondered for a while, then said, "Well, then, Sihe, the most important task, the stove fire, is left to you. How about that?"

"Good good!"

Seeing their three younger brothers busying themselves, Gu Damao and Gu Changqing couldn't help feeling anxious.

"Mother/Auntie, what can we do?"

Gu Sihe had become increasingly skilled at making fire, and he had heated up the pot in just a few moments.

Lin poured some oil into the bottom of the pot and waved his hand:

"Some people work hard mentally, and some work physically. You and Changqing are the ones who work mentally. I don't need you two here for now, because I have more important tasks to arrange later."

When Gu Changqing heard her say this, he couldn't help but feel excited.

Could it be that what my aunt said is something she wants to discuss with him?

It’s really exciting!

Gu Damao's anxiety was instantly soothed, and the two of them went back into the room to talk.

As soon as he entered the door, Gu Changqing saw Gu Damao's homework on the desk and couldn't help but pick it up and read it carefully.

After reading it in one breath, his expression was filled with envy and regret.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. I didn't expect Damao's writing to be so sophisticated. Changqing is really ashamed of himself!"

Gu Damao listened to his praise, pulled up the corners of his mouth to reveal a bitter smile, and couldn't help feeling a little sad in his heart.

What’s the use of writing well? I still lost the opportunity to study at Songyang Academy.

After Gu Changqing finished speaking, he looked at Gu Damao's expression and felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly, a plan came to mind, and he said, "Brother Damao, the headmaster often says, 'Select the virtuous and capable, regardless of their background.' Why don't you give me a few more essays and I'll pass them on to the headmaster.

"The headmaster is full of love for talent. Seeing your brilliant essay, he will definitely allow you to study at the academy."

When Gu Damao first heard Gu Changqing's suggestion, he was really tempted.

Just as I was about to agree, I suddenly remembered what my mother said yesterday and wanted to slap myself.

His mother thought carefully about him, fearing that he would cause any trouble; his younger brothers also had to do more farm work because of his studies and suffered a lot of grievances.

They had all sacrificed so much for him, how could he think of taking shortcuts and ruining his own future?

How can I face my mother and younger brothers by doing this?

What's more, hadn't he already made up his mind to rely on himself to provide a good life for his family?

Gu Damao, with his firm belief, breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously, "Changqing, thank you for your kindness, but no matter what, I don't want to rely on scheming and trickery to gain recognition from others."

Gu Changqing hurriedly explained that he did not want him to take the back door.

"I naturally know that you, Changqing, have good intentions. The fact that you can do such a kind act is enough to prove that you are not a jealous or evil person."

The two people in the house were having a heart-to-heart talk, and several people in the yard were working hard.

The potato chunks had already been processed and a thin layer of starch floated on them when soaked in water.

After the oil is hot, Lin Qing takes them out of the water and puts them into the pan and stir-fryes them. After the edges are slightly browned and softened, add the rice sauce.

The aroma filled the air while stir-frying, and the children couldn't help swallowing their saliva when they smelled such a delicious taste.

When the aroma of the sauce was fully released, Lin Qing poured in light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, cooking wine and white sugar in an orderly manner.

The fragrance level now skyrocketed, and the tempting smell seemed to have a hook, going straight into the nostrils.

Gu Sihe held his stomach, trying hard to control the gurgling sound inside.

"Mom, when will the meal be ready? The smell makes me even hungrier."

Lin Qingxin said, "I'm hungry too..."

If possible, I really want to buy a self-heating hot pot and eat it directly...

Oh, yes!

Hot Pot!

How could she forget this way to make money!

When thinking of hotpot, Lin Qing looked down at the potato rice in the pot and even though it was filled with various seasonings, it still felt bland.