Cuiliu hurriedly replied: "It's still the usual practice, and the slave doesn't add any condiments." ”

The old lady was stunned for a moment, and then thought that Xu had an appetite today, so she felt that it was particularly soft and delicious, so she didn't care about it anymore.

In the evening, the big kitchen also sent porridge and side dishes, and the old lady took a sip, put the bowl, frowned and complained "It's really unpalatable".

Liu Qin looked at her mother, and hurriedly asked Caixia to go to the Mei Courtyard to ask Cuiliu to remake a copy and send it.

Soon after, Cuiliu walked in with a food box.

The old lady drank the porridge boiled by Cuiliu and smiled, and drank two bowls in one go.

Liu Qin is really rare, the same white porridge boiled in white rice, and nothing special is added, how can there be such a big difference, could it be that Cuiliu has a pair of skillful hands that can turn decay into magic?

Liu Qin was a little unconvinced, scooped a spoonful of the porridge left over from the old lady in the bowl, and put it into his mouth.

When did Cuiliu's craftsmanship become so good?

Liu Qin raised her eyes and looked at Cuiliu, in fact, Cuiliu was also drumming in her heart, she had just tasted two bites, and she did find that it was very different from the past.

It's all the same heat, the same kitchenware, the same rice......

Hey, no, the rice is different.

"Girl, the slave and maid boiled porridge with the half bag of rice you brought back."

Half a bag of rice?

Liu Qin thought about it for a long time, and then remembered that it was the half bag of rice that Changsheng brought back from Yuquan Village last year and gave it to him, and Changsheng was not too embarrassed when he gave it to himself, saying that it was a return gift from his family patriarch, and he also told a mythical story about Yuquan Village.

Although the patriarch only sent half a bag of rice, Liu Qin still accepted it very happily, anyway, it was a part of their patriarch's heart, but after returning to the Mei Courtyard, he didn't take it seriously, and threw it to Cuiliu, who often cooks food.

If it's really because of rice. So the patriarch gave this rice to himself as a treasure, and he did not exaggerate its preciousness, and did he find a way to make money?

Liu Qin seemed to be a miser who had picked up a piece of gold, and his eyes instantly lit up.

In order to verify whether the meter is the problem. On the second day, Liu Qin specially prepared two kinds of rice, set the same stove, burned the same fire, and added the same amount of water. It took the same amount of time, and it was all handled by Cuiliu alone.

After boiling, I tasted and identified it with my mother.

Indeed, there is a big difference as soon as you enter it.

Mom, I didn't expect that there are treasures in this Yuquan Village.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, Liu Qin almost jumped up.

As soon as his mother recovered, the first thing Liu Qin did when he returned to Meiyuan was to recruit Changsheng and the three of them and let them go back to their hometown again.

There is a task in returning to my hometown this time, that is, I must find a way to grow more Yuquan rice.

I learned from Changsheng from their mouths. The jade spring water is halfway up the mountain, and only a small field has been cultivated under the mountain, and it is irrigated by a load of water from the halfway up the mountainside, not to mention the laborious effort, and the yield is also limited.

If you want to cultivate more fields, you have to divert water, and you can only bring water from the jade spring.

How to divert water stumped Liu Qin for a while.

Split the bamboo, join it together, and connect it all the way down the mountain? Dig a ditch. Build a mountain stream?

Liu Qin didn't know about agriculture, and she didn't know if the method she thought of was suitable, so she simply asked Changsheng and them to bring a sum of silver as an upfront investment. Let the people of Yuquan Village think for themselves, people's wisdom is infinite, maybe there is a silver stimulus, they will come up with a more effective way.

Anyway, I pointed out a way for them to get rich, and it depends on whether they can run or not.

Of course, you will also be rewarded for your efforts, and the Yuquan rice grown from the newly cultivated farmland. You have to sell it all to yourself, and you can only sell it to yourself.

Not to mention how Changsheng and their hometown returned to their hometown to get involved with the third uncle, only to say that Changsheng and they came back after ten days, they were all beaming, and Changsheng took out a document from his arms, which was the contract for the purchase of Yuquan rice.

I took the paperwork and looked at it carefully, no problem, so I put it away carefully.

After talking about what he saw and heard when he went back, Changsheng finally smiled and said, "Let me tell you something, Chang'an...... It's time to get married. ”

Chang An didn't expect the topic to turn to him, his face flushed, and he twisted his head to the side.

How could Liu Qin, who likes to listen to gossip the most, let it go, and hurriedly leaned over, "What's the matter?" What's going on? ”

"When we went home, it happened that his aunt and uncle in Chang'an took his cousin to the door as a guest, and the two families had the intention of getting married. I'm not afraid that Chang'an will be thin-skinned and embarrassed to say it, so I said it on his behalf. ”

Liu Qin looked back and saw that Chang'an's head was almost buried in his knees, and the pair of ears exposed outside were not decently red.

Chang'an is really an honest man, Liu Qin couldn't help but laugh.

But marriage can't be child's play, so Liu Qin still asked solemnly: "Chang'an, are you willing to marry your cousin?" ”

Chang An still buried his head and didn't speak for a long time, Chang Sheng pushed him, and Chang An raised his face slightly, "I...... I ......",

I spent a long time stamping my feet at the last time, getting up and running.

made the people behind him laugh.

Because of the fatigue of the journey, Liu Qin gave the three of them half a day off.

Changkang came out of the house and walked away, he thought that this time he went back to his mother and mentioned the cousin of his uncle's family, as well as the daughter of the Wang family in the former village, he didn't agree, he didn't know what he thought, and he was a little upset.

"Hey, isn't this Wen Xing's girl's brother, come to see Wen Xing again."

It wasn't until a servant's voice woke him up that he realized that he had unknowingly walked to the back door of Fang's house, and it was the woman guarding the door who was questioning, the one who helped him talk to Xiao Xing last time.

Changkang hurriedly squeezed out a smile and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, the eldest mother has a good memory, and this time I will annoy the eldest lady again." ”

The woman seemed to like Changkang a lot, although Changkang didn't honor her money this time, she still replied with a smile: "It's just a trivial matter, you wait, I'll let someone call you for you." ”

Wen Xing soon appeared at the back door, panting slightly when facing Changkang.

It was evident that it was trotting all the way over.

"Brother Xiaoshun." After taking a breath, Wen Xingcai shouted a little shyly.

Changkang touched his head, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Originally, he didn't expect to come over at this time, but Aunt Wu didn't take the things he asked him to bring, and he didn't bring the snacks that the girl rewarded, so he was empty-handed, and Changkang was a little embarrassed for a while.

Neither of them spoke, they looked at each other, and both lowered their heads a little blushing.

The warm breeze blew, gently lifting the hem of the two of them, and also lifting the corner of Wen Xing's sleeves.

Because he lowered his head slightly, the afterglow from the corner of his eyes fell on Wen Xing's little white hands twisted together, and the moment the wind lifted his sleeves, Wen Xing reacted very quickly and pulled the sleeves, but the sharp-eyed Changkang still saw it.

His eyes shrank suddenly, and he couldn't avoid it, and he reached out and grabbed Wen Xing's left hand in his hand.

"Brother Xiaoshun, you ......"

Wen Xing was not in a hurry to stop her, Changkang had already lifted her sleeves, and suddenly a wave of anger rushed to her heart.

The arm, which was supposed to be white and tender, was staggered with all kinds of scars, burns, cuts, and stabs...... Pick up the old wound and then pick up the new wound.

All the wounds were like a huge monster, opening its big mouth and swallowing Changkang's reason in an instant. (To be continued.) )