And himself, carrying the cloth on his back, went to the town, taking advantage of the gap between yesterday and today, Qin Mo had already asked everywhere, there were one or two tailors in this radius of dozens of miles, but they were all far away, and even if Qin Mo came to the door, he didn't know if the master was not at home, so, Qin Mo felt that it was better to go directly to the tailor shop in the town and throw the materials there, the tailors in the town were professional and the craftsmanship was good.

Qin Mo explained the family to Xiangxiang and then set off.

After an hour to get to the town, the town is much closer than the county seat.

There is a medicine shop in the town, two tailor shops, and the sparrows that sell meat and food utensils are small and have everything.

Qin Mo thought that in the future, if it was not necessary, some things could also come to the town to buy or sell.

Before the end of the day, the sun was still hanging in the western sky.

Qin Mo wiped the sweat on his face and found the old tailor of this shop, this old tailor is an old man, almost sixty years old, cutting fabrics by himself, and sewing is an old woman and wife.

Because he is an old man, Qin Mo has always respected the old man, so his words are also extraordinarily soft.

Directly reported his size and the size of Xiangxiang's body to the old tailor, and measured Xiangxiang before going to bed last night, and in ancient times, the size was used as a unit of length.

The old tailor wore a pair of reading glasses, but he acted conscientiously, Qin Mo was very relieved.

This Qin Mo should have spent more than a dozen yuan after finishing it, and Qin Mo always felt that this money would be reduced one by one.

Coming out of the tailor shop, Qin Mo was in a hurry to rush home, although the road was closer than the county seat, it was still dozens of miles.

When I go home, if I can catch up with the time, I will cook for the craftsman I invited at home and make dinner.

Rushing all the way home along the ditch, Qin Mo looked while walking, to see if there was a soaphorn tree in the ditch, she had heard people in her township before that this soaphorn could be used to wash her hair and bathe, and now, she has been worrying about what to use to wash her hair and bathe in such a time and space, and now, she can only find the soaphorn, and then rub her body.

Sure enough, in the end, Qin Mo saw a big soaphorn tree by the river.

It happened that this season was summer, and it was the time when the soaphorns were ripe, Qin Mo carried the back basket for cloth, picked up the mature black soaphorns that fell on the ground and put them in the back basket, and when it was about the same, he was satisfied and rushed home.

When I went back, the craftsman who made the stove was still working at the door with his head down, Xiangxiang sat at the door on the small stone she usually sat on and sat there obediently, with small hands on her lap, sure enough, as Qin Mo said, guarding the door and watching the craftsman.

The craftsman still lowered his head and knocked on the stones with the tool in his hand to knock on the stones, and below, there was already a half-meter-high stove door with mud, Qin Mo probably understood, this craftsman first selected some flat and square stones in the backyard and moved them over, and then used the iron knife in his hand to grind these stones, and then used the water and mud filled with wooden barrels next to him, piece by piece, like modern workers repairing houses and laying bricks, the stones were built up, the stones were square and neat, and the stove door was also upright, Qin Mo was always relieved, In the future, I will no longer have the same fear of falling stones as I do when I use this small stove now.

What kind of rice do you want to cook in the future, and how long you want to burn the fire, you will finally not have the same feeling as the stove used to cook rice before.

It's really happy to think about it, this stove is big, and it happens to match the big pot that Qin Mo bought back to cook rice, what kind of dishes you want to fry and cook in the future, it won't be as inconvenient as before.

Because he was happy in his heart, Qin Mo chatted with the master of the stove by the way, this is a prime of life, he has just been married for a few years, he has two children in the family, a son and a daughter, surnamed Chen, and the carpenter he found is from a village, just after chatting for a while, Qin Mo almost knew some of the situation in his family.

In fact, she did this for another purpose, to know more people, and to be acquaintances when she needs help in the future.

She has only crossed over not long ago, and there are too many people in this area who are not familiar with and do not understand.

It is good to ask these people, and to be friends, in the future, the family needs labor in the neighboring village is not far away, but you can often come to help.

And this master is not afraid of life, and he may also see that Qin Mo is a child, but he will tell Qin Mo anything.

After getting acquainted, Qin Mo affectionately called him 'Brother Chen-!' ’

In fact, Qin Mo is not familiar with people, but he just sees that people have labor and are honest, and it is not a bad thing to know more people.

While talking, it was time to cook dinner.

Qin Mo entered the house with a kitchen knife, thinking about what to cook, this craftsman surnamed Chen would probably say goodbye to Qin Mo, but Qin Mo still wanted to keep someone here to eat.

Because she bought meat here.

In ancient times, people could not afford to eat meat at home.

And this meat was bought, and I also wanted to give it to Xiangxiang to eat, Xiangxiang had never eaten meat, but she was still reluctant to eat it when she bought it and hung it here.

Qin Mo sharpened the kitchen knife on the stone at the door, rinsed the knife with water, and then entered the house with a force, cut the meat with a knife, and then cut some to make dinner, also to open meat for himself.

'Hiccup-,-hiccups--,', the blades of ancient times are always worse than those of modern times, and the sound of knives pulling the skin of flesh is so loud when cutting meat.

Qin Mo's flesh was only half cut, and Xiangxiang, who was sitting at the door and heard the noise, turned her head over, and then ran to Qin Mo's side with her calves

But I asked curiously: Sister, what is this-!?

Sister, what are you cutting?

Qin Mo smiled, moved the knife again, and finally, a piece of meat was cut off.

Then he pinched the piece of meat in his hand, and when he turned around, he smiled at Xiangxiang

Cut meat, this is pork, animal meat, you can eat it, I'll make meat for Xiangxiang tonight, this thing is eaten, and Xiangxiang can also grow more meat on her body-!

Qin Mo said softly as he looked at Xiangxiang's little face.

Yes. Yes. There is meat to eat tonight--After cheering, he turned his head again and looked at Sister Qin Mo, is the meat delicious--!

Qin Mo smiled, turned his head to Xiangxiang and said that it was delicious.

Oh. Oh. There's meat to eat, it's delicious, my sister says it's delicious!

There was another cheer of excitement in the room.

And Qin Mo just smiled and shook his head helplessly.

This kid.

As long as it's said to eat, I'm always so happy.

To make this meat, it must first be washed.