Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

"Since you have made up your mind, I won't say much. Go home first. You haven't eaten all night, so you need to eat something first."

After simply dealing with the scene, Zhou Xiufang walked down the mountain, holding one person in each hand. Her steps were not big, but she walked very firmly.

The family of three walked further and further on the path until they turned into an invisible dot and merged into the foot of the mountain.

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Looking at the simple little house in front of him, Cheng Yuntao had a deep understanding of the word "dilapidated" for the first time.

The outer wall is made of mud and broken stones. After being weathered by wind and rain, the wall is now mottled and in danger of collapse.

The furnishings in the house were extremely simple, with only the most basic daily necessities. The four legs of the broken wooden table were not very stable and would make strange noises when touched, scaring Cheng Yuntao so much that she jumped back several steps.

The mountain wind blew in through the broken tiles above her head and swirled around her. It was like this on a sunny day, and it would be even worse in cold and rainy weather.

Knowing is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another. Cheng Yuntao frowned and looked around, feeling that such a dangerous house was in danger of collapsing at any time. She had to renovate it or move out as soon as possible and could not live there anymore.

I walked over to the rice jar in the corner and opened it. It was completely empty, with only a thin layer of rice grains remaining. The color of the bottom of the jar could be easily seen. This little amount, even if diluted into the thinnest porridge, was only enough to barely last two or three meals.

"Alas, we are running out of food at home. I am old and eat less. I will cook this rice later. You and Xiaozhu can each have a bowl, and have some wild vegetables to fill your stomach."

Zhou Xiufang came forward with the pot, bent down and swept up the few rice grains, and instantly a piece of white at the bottom of the pot disappeared.

After turning around and going out, he collected some spring water that flowed down the mountain behind the house. He was even reluctant to wash it, and directly put the boiler on the fire.

When it was halfway through cooking, two handfuls of wilted wild vegetables were added and stirred a few times. The rice soup, which had turned green, began to steam and gurgle upwards.

Cheng Yuntao stared at the steaming mist in a daze, feeling a sense of bitterness and resentment in her heart. Otherwise, how could they say that a single bad apple spoils the whole barrel?

Everyone in this family is good except the gambler father who is holding the family back. Not only did he lose all his money, but even his few acres of land were taken away, making it difficult for the family to even have food to eat.

Then Cheng Yuntao suddenly realized that she had not opened her portable farm yet!

With a thought, the scene in front of her changed, and a huge farm appeared in front of her.

The farmlands are neatly divided, with different crops taking root in the soil. In red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple, the colors are so different that it's almost dizzying.

Unlike the outside world, in the portable farm, all crops do not need to consider climate, geographical location and growing period. As long as the seeds are planted, they can thrive and bear fruit in a very short time.

On the other side of the farmland, chickens, ducks and geese are strolling leisurely, cows are grazing, piglets are sleeping, and fish in the pond are swimming happily.

The Daqi Dynasty is a fictional dynasty different from the original world. Almost all common modern crops and poultry are available here, so it doesn't seem strange that she takes anything out of this portable farm.

Unfortunately, the current conditions are limited and there is a lack of seasonings, so many exquisite dishes cannot be made. We can only eat something simple for now.

Cheng Yuntao dug out some sweet potatoes and potatoes from the ground. This kind of coarse grain does not need much seasoning, as long as it is cooked, it will give you a strong sense of filling, and now is the best time to eat it.

Considering that her grandmother and brother had not eaten meat for a long time, Cheng Yuntao shifted her attention to the animals running on the ground and swimming in the water. In the end, she decided to catch a fish first, which was convenient, quick and easy to handle.

Finally, she returned to the outside world with a pile of sweet potatoes and a big fat fish.

"Ah! Sister, where did you come from? You scared me!"

Cheng Jingzhu was startled by the sudden appearance of Cheng Yuntao and jumped up and down on the spot. He originally wanted to call his sister to drink porridge, but he didn't expect that after searching for a long time, he didn't even see her shadow.

Just when he was wondering whether his sister had gone out, Cheng Yuntao suddenly appeared out of nowhere, bringing great stimulation to his young mind.

"Hey, I'm going to find something delicious for you!" Cheng Yuntao shook the things in her hand with some pride, and skipped out of the house.

The frightened Cheng Jingzhu finally came to his senses and exclaimed, "Sister, where did you get all these things? Potatoes and sweet potatoes are fine, but why is there a fish?"

Cheng Jingzhu couldn't remember how long it had been since he had eaten meat. He had tried to go down to the river to catch fish, but the fish in the river had almost been caught by the villagers, and he always came back empty-handed.

"I got an opportunity, it was given to me by the immortal." Cheng Yuntao carried the things and came to the fire outside the house and sat down next to her grandmother Zhou Xiufang.

Seeing so much food, Zhou Xiufang couldn't help but show surprise on her old face, and she didn't seem to know where to start.

Cheng Yuntao naturally knew that it was impossible to keep the fact that she owned a portable farm a secret from her family, so it would be better for her to tell them clearly from the beginning.

"Grandma, didn't the ancients often say that those who survive a great disaster will be blessed in the future? This opportunity is the blessing I have received."

"During the time I faked my death, I received enlightenment from the immortal, and gained a profound understanding of many things. The immortal felt that we had a connection, and even gifted me a magical instrument."

"I can create food from this magical instrument. With this magical instrument, we won't have to worry about going hungry anymore."

Cheng Yuntao raised the food in her hand and looked at the other person sincerely, without a trace of evasion or guilt.

In fact, she didn't think she was lying. In her opinion, the omnipotent system was indeed no different from an immortal, and the function of this portable farm was as powerful as a magic weapon.

Cheng Yuntao swore that she had only slightly modified and polished it. This is called the art of language.

Zhou Xiufang looked at her granddaughter, then looked at the big fish jumping around in her granddaughter's hand. After hesitating for three seconds, she chose to believe it without hesitation.

"Good Yuntao, grandma believes in you. It is a great blessing for our Cheng family that you can get this opportunity!"

No wonder she felt that her granddaughter suddenly had a lot of ideas. It turned out that she had received guidance from an immortal and had become enlightened!

For Zhou Xiufang, who usually believes in gods and Buddhas, no other explanation would be more appropriate than this. Cheng Jingzhu also became excited and kept circling around Cheng Yuntao.

"Okay, just sit still and I'll get you something delicious!"

Just when Cheng Yuntao was about to show off her skills, she suddenly heard footsteps outside the door. It was so late, who could it be?