Traveling through the farm, I just want to earn money by farming

There are many people eating dinner at night, and I am afraid that the brown rice may not be enough to eat.

Qing Ning thought about cooking some brown rice and making a few pots of wild onion pancakes.

After the rice is simmered, the lemon starts to stew the chicken soup.

Find the largest clay pot in your home, clean it, blanch the pheasant meat, and put it into the pot.

Add ginger slices and water, and simmer slowly while letting the barley watch over the two fires.

Wash the mushrooms and set aside. Cut the fresh mushrooms into pieces and braise them.

Stir-fried pheasant eggs with Chinese toon, stir-fried vegetable moss, stir-fried bamboo shoots with wild onions, stir-fried leeks, wine-fried vanilla heads, and stir-fried water celery. Although they are all vegetarian, they are better because of their natural wild flavor.

There are also some bamboo shoots soaked the day before, which I brought out to try in the evening.

After the dishes are cooked, prepare the multi-grain batter to make pancakes.

"Mom, I've prepared the batter, come and make some pancakes."

"coming."

Tan came over and naturally took over Qing Ning's cooking power.

The sky gradually darkened, and the busy time passed by so quickly.

Old Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Li cleaned up the yard inside and outside. Since there were so many people today, they could only have the meal in the yard.

The boys mixed the sand, lime, red mud and straw they brought back.

When Chen Changjiang came back from work, he saw them busy in the yard. He asked them the reason and took a few people to the official's house.

After saying hello to the person in charge, they picked up a few baskets of broken bricks and carried them back, and several people worked together to tinker with the oven.

"Father, you guys go ahead and get busy. We'll be eating soon. Just wait for the pancakes to be ready. I'll go invite Mr. Ma to come over for dinner."

After saying that, he ran out without waiting for anyone to react.

When Qing Ning arrived at Mr. Ma's house, Mr. Ma was sitting at the gate, looking forward to it.

Although he was anxious, he couldn't show it. Only when he saw Qingning did he relax and pretend to fiddle with the herbs in his hand.

"Mr. Ma, I'm here to invite you to my house for dinner."

The lemon man's voice can be heard before he arrives, and he is jumping around so innocently.

After entering the courtyard, she repeated, "Mr. Ma, come to my house for dinner."

"Okay, thank you, Xiao Qingning. I'll pack my things and come with you."

As he said this, he put the herbs into the house and took out a cloth bag from the house. He didn't know what Qing Ning was and didn't ask much. After locking the gate, the old man and the child went to Qing Ning's house.

As soon as he entered the yard, Mr. Ma saw several people tinkering in the corner of the yard.

After saying hello to Old Lady Chen and the others, he put the things he brought in the kitchen, then came out to help Chen Changjiang and the others.

"Are you working on a kiln? Isn't this a little small?"

Mr. Ma was curious, could it be that they were going to make porcelain?

"Mr. Ma, this is the oven that Qing Ning thought of making. She said it's for baking food."

Chen Changjiang kept working while replying.

"Oven? What kind of new thing is this?"

"I don't know. I'll find out when I get it and see how my little sister bakes with it."

Qingsong replied.

Mr. Ma was not idle either, handing them bricks and mud.

"Mr. Ma, please take a rest while we take care of it. We've made your clothes dirty."

Chen Changjiang felt sorry, how could he let Mr. Ma do the work?

"It's okay, one more person will make it faster. I'll help you pass the materials."

Seeing that Mr. Ma insisted, Chen Changjiang agreed to do as he pleased.

"Mom, are the pancakes ready?"

After Qing Ning came back, she went straight into the kitchen to see if the pancakes were ready.

"It's almost done. We'll have these noodles ready. Let's go play."

Tan's hands did not stop working. With a nimble movement of her hands, a circle of pancakes was made. She covered the pot and waited for it to be cooked through.

Today's wild onion pancakes are not fried in oil, but cooked in a kang.

Qingning walked to the clay pot and opened the lid. Seeing that the chicken soup was almost cooked, she put a handful of bamboo fungus in it.

Wait until the pot boils twice before adding coarse salt, and simmer it for a little while before eating.

It was completely dark, so we lit two fires in the yard to provide light and warmth.

"It's time for dinner, Mr. Ma, Second Uncle, you all should wash up and have dinner."

Qingke stood at the kitchen door, inviting them to eat.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were busy setting the table and serving the dishes.

Several people put down their work, washed their hands and sat down to eat.

"But I'm starving. My stomach never stops."

Qingyu looked at the food on the table, feeling hungry and greedy.

Tan rolled her eyes at him and asked, "Why are you the only one who gets to eat less?"

"Mom, what are you talking about? I just drank some rice soup this morning and haven't eaten anything yet."

"Yeah, I was so hungry too, and I got into another fight."

"Me too."

"Second Aunt, me too."

Old Mrs. Chen knew they were hungry, and said distressedly, "Okay, okay, don't talk about them anymore, just sit down."

"What happened today? Why are they fighting?"

Chen Changjiang looked at everyone anxiously, wondering why no one had mentioned it to him?

"Let's eat first. I'll explain this to you in detail tonight. Anyway, we didn't suffer any loss."

Tan didn't answer, but just told everyone that food was ready.

Chen Changjiang suppressed his doubts and invited Mr. Ma and others to have dinner.

"It's so delicious! This mushroom is so smooth, tender and glutinous."

Qingyu fell in love with the mushrooms at first sight, and they were delicious as expected.

After hearing this, the others also hurried to try it.

"Mm, it tastes really good, fresh, smooth and tender, so delicious!"

Mr. Ma also praised the meal highly.

"good to eat"

“Delicious and fragrant”

"Today's chicken soup has bamboo fungus added to it, and it tastes even fresher and more delicious. It's absolutely amazing!"

"Yes, this is the best soup I have ever had."

"Very good, very good. One bite and you're in the soul. This is the most delicious thing in the world!"

Although the meal did not include any meat or fish, the mountain delicacies were extremely delicious.

Everyone was very satisfied with the meal and enjoyed it with endless aftertaste.

As the saying goes, the daily life of the world is what soothes the hearts of ordinary people the most!

How can it not be a pleasure in this situation and this scene?

After dinner, Old Mrs. Chen and her two daughters-in-law were busy cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen.

Chen Changjiang took a few boys with him and worked hard to build the oven.

Mr. Ma was not in a hurry to go back, but helped out. He wanted to see what kind of rare thing would be built in the end.