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

Although everyone had dispersed, their enthusiasm was still extremely high. They surrounded Chen Changjiang's family and kept asking them questions. The Chen family was fed up with it and took everyone home first.

Qing Ning said something to her mother and went to Mr. Ma.

"Grandpa Ma, Grandpa Yu" When the people in the yard heard the voices, they knew who was coming, and the little girl ran and jumped towards them.

"Our boss Qing Ning is here?" Several people teased her. She was not shy at all. She stood straight and proudly.

Seeing her like this, several people laughed even more happily.

"Why didn't you go out to play today?" Grandpa Yu asked with a smile.

"No, I'm a bit busy."

"By the way, I heard from Pingchuan that you can use Qin pepper in cooking. I asked Lao San to go to the temple and get two basins of dried peppers that we collected before. Can you see how to use them?" Grandpa Yu gestured to Yu San to move the Qin peppers over.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the two pots of newly sprouted seedlings on the table. Then she saw the half bag of dried chilies and smiled so hard that her teeth were showing. In just a short while, she had already thought of various ways to eat them, and her mouth was watering.

Old Man Yu looked at the little girl's smiling face and felt that Old Man Ma's idea was not bad this time.

"Grandpa Yu, did you give me all these? Grandpa Ma said that these Qin peppers are very valuable." Qing Ning asked cautiously.

"You keep it. He doesn't need this little thing." He rolled his eyes at Grandpa Yu in annoyance. Grandpa Yu pretended not to see it.

"You keep it. As long as you can use it, that's its meaning. To me, it's just an object for appreciation. But if you make something delicious, just think of me, your grandpa." What a beautiful thing to say. It allows others to express their feelings and also makes you feel good.

"Hehe, then I won't be polite. I'll keep these dried peppers and cook them when I get home. Don't worry, Grandpa Yu, I'll take care of your meals from now on." Qing Ning picked at the things with both hands and smiled smugly and flatteringly.

"You look so useless. Did Qin Jiao buy you off with just this little thing?" Mr. Ma glanced at Qing Ning. Seeing this girl smiling with a worthless look on her face, it was really unbearable to look at her.

"Grandpa Ma, I'm just a little girl with no future. Thank you, Grandpa Ma, for always remembering me and calling you first when something delicious is ready." Qing Ning stroked Mr. Ma's temper again, and Mr. Ma glanced at Grandpa Yu proudly.

Old Master Yu looked at him with disgust at his boasting. He didn't want to argue with him because he was getting older and younger and wanted to compete with him for everything.

"By the way, I'm thinking of building a workshop on the barren slope at the end of the village, and I'd like to ask Grandpa Ma to help me draw a blueprint." Qing Ning almost forgot about the main business.

"Let your Grandpa Yu draw for you. He draws well." It is rare for Mr. Ma to admit that Grandpa Yu's painting skills are better than his.

"Grandpa Yu, please help me draw the picture." The black eyes looked at Grandpa Yu seriously.

"Okay, take me to the scene."

"Okay." The old Yu father and son asked Yu San and Yu Wu to carry Qin Jiao and follow Qing Ning to the end of the village.

When they met people from the village along the way, they all greeted Qingning with a smile, and Qingning responded obediently one by one.

Arriving at the wasteland, Uncle Changhai had already leveled the small area with a few people. Qing Ning called for help and took Old Man Yu for a tour. Then, he shared his ideas with Old Man Yu, who was amazed. How could such a young kid have so much in his head? Collecting mushrooms, building a workshop, and even cultivating them himself?

"Girl, if you can cultivate this fungus, you will be the first in the Great Xia Dynasty."

"I thought that once the cultivation technology matures, I will recruit more people to teach them, so that our village can become the number one village in Daxia." Qing Ning has a great ambition: the wealth of one person is not as good as the wealth of a family, the wealth of a family is not as good as the wealth of a village, and the wealth of a village is not as good as the wealth of a county. Only when the country is rich and the family is strong can there be peace in the world.

Old Master Yu's thoughts about the little kid in front of him changed again, and he couldn't help but admire him more. If a family has a profitable skill, they keep it hidden, and if they want to pass it on, they pass it on to their family members.

The two of them discussed it again, and Grandpa Yu made some changes to Qingning's idea, and then went back to draw a detailed map of the workshop. When the map was finished, Qingning looked at it left and right with great joy. This was where her dream began!

Qingning returned home happily. Yu San had already delivered the Qin peppers. Qingning transplanted two pots of pepper seedlings to the backyard and cleared the weeds around them before she was satisfied.

Tan and Li led the villagers up the mountain to gather mushrooms. Old Mrs. Chen brought barley and bamboo to roast mushrooms. Chen Changjiang looked after the land for the workshop. Second Uncle Changhai consulted a feng shui master and found that the day after tomorrow would be a good time to break ground. The brothers went up the mountain to collect firewood, as they would need a lot of it.

Qingning took advantage of this time to clean and disinfect the warehouse that had been tidied up in the morning, sprinkled lime and sprayed some wine, and opened the doors and windows for ventilation.

I also washed a small vine of mushrooms I picked this morning and made mushroom sauce and mushroom and chicken sauce. I also have some pheasants that Grandpa Yu sent me. I also got some chili peppers today, and I'm going to take them to Shizhen Pavilion to see if they'll sell well.

"Sister, can you help me cut the vegetables?" The kitchen knife at home was too big and heavy and she didn't have the strength to do it.

"Here you are, what do you want to cut?"

"Dice the mushrooms, mince the ginger and garlic, and dice the pheasant breast." He pushed all the things that needed to be cut in front of Qingke, who rolled up her sleeves, tied on an apron and started to work.

Qing Ning asked Qing Zhu to help light the fire, then fried a bowl of peanuts, peeled them, and set aside. He then stir-fried the chilies until they were cooked through. None of them had ever smelled chilies before, and the spiciness suddenly shot out, choking the three of them and making them cough violently.

"Little sister, is this the Qin pepper you mentioned? Why is it so choking?" Qingke said while coughing and sneezing several times.

Qingzhu couldn't stand it anymore and immediately ran out of the kitchen to get some fresh air.

"What's wrong with you? You're coughing and sneezing. Did you catch a cold?" Confused, Old Mrs. Chen listened to the noise with a worried look on her face.

"There's no milk. It's my little sister who's frying the Qin pepper. It's so choking that I can't stand it." Qingzhu burst into tears.

Old Mrs. Chen sniffed and smelled a strange fragrance that was a bit pungent.

"Second sister, come in quickly, the fire in the pot is about to go out." Qing Ning called her in the kitchen.

"I'm coming." Qingzhu took several deep breaths of fresh air before going back to the kitchen. He had adapted much better by now.

Pour the stir-fried chilies into a stone mortar, crush them, and set aside. Then take out the spices bought in town. Seeing that my elder sister had almost prepared them, I started to stir-fry the mushroom sauce.

Since these are fresh mushrooms, first stir-fry until dry and set aside. Heat oil in a wok, add the spices, ginger, minced garlic, and chili powder, and fry until fragrant and thoroughly cooked. Add the diced chicken and stir-fry until lightly browned. Add the mushrooms and continue stir-frying. Add soy sauce, sugar, and a little white wine in that order and bring to a simmer. Once the oil has separated, add salt and stir-fry evenly. Continue simmering for a while until the moisture is completely dried out before serving.

Wash and disinfect the small jar, drain and pour the cooked mushroom and chicken sauce into the jar. Use the same steps to make a jar of pure mushroom sauce. Because some people may not be used to the strong spicy flavor, I also made a small jar of non-spicy sauce.

Qingke and Qingzhu thought the aroma was so delicious, so Qingning poured out a small bowl and gave them a taste with chopsticks. Qingzhu took a bite and immediately started coughing from the spiciness. Her face flushed red, and she drank a big gulp of water, but the spiciness still didn't go away.

"Second sister, go slowly. This chili is spicy and can easily choke you. You have never eaten it before, so you have to be careful." Qingning felt a little distressed seeing her second sister coughing like that.

Qingzhu was coughing and couldn't speak clearly, so he kept waving his hands.

Qingke was a little hesitant to eat it because of Qingzhu's appearance. She dipped it in the sauce and put it in her mouth and took a sip. It was fragrant, spicy and fresh. It was so delicious that she could eat another bowl just with this sauce.