It's hot, and it's steaming.

"Give it to me, are you hot?" Chen Ping hurriedly took it, and he could feel the heat through the linen, and he had just come out of the steamer.

Chen Ya rubbed her fingers, looked around like a thief, saw that there was no one, and said happily: "This is specially for my mother to keep for you, one is filled with cane sugar, and the other is stuffed with vegetables and chicken." ”

Chen Ping didn't stop for a day, from Baitu Village to Liuhe County, he didn't have time to eat at noon, and then rushed back, and his stomach was really hungry.

After a few breaths, he grinned and bit open a bun. The soup flows out along the gap, with a strong muscle flavor, smooth and fragrant.

"Eat slowly, then out of the steamer, hot." Chen Ya scolded in a low voice, seeing that there was a little juice under the corner of Chen Ping's mouth, she frowned, and after a while, she finally took a cotton towel, "Lower your head." ”

Chen Ping lowered his head, Chen Ya carefully wiped the juice with a cotton towel, her face was slightly red, but it was much stronger than several times before, and she did not run away because of shyness.

"In the future, you can't just leave me alone to eat, so that people will have opinions when they see it." The buns filled his stomach, his stomach felt more comfortable, and Chen Ping was angry, "You know? ”

Secretly took the food, deliberately added the stuffing and kept it, put it in the steamer, and after Chen Ping returned to the village, Chen Ya took it over.

It was so hot, his fingers were like fire, and he walked more than 100 steps to the entrance of the village, but the linen cloth in his hand was not put down, and the buns were eaten, but he came to train people.

"I ...... I'll ...... next time I'm worried that you haven't eaten ......" I didn't think that Chen Ping would say this, Chen Ya lowered her head and pulled the cotton towel with both hands, quite aggrieved.

Suddenly, I felt someone leaning over my head, and I sighed: "Xiaoya can't you give me food on my back next time, let Aunt Wang see it, she will think that I robbed Xiaoya, what should I do if I don't let me see Xiaoya in the future?" ”

"Huh?" Chen Ya raised her head, confused, and said seriously, "No, my mother saw it this time, and she asked me to steam two more." ”

"Really?" Chen Ping smiled, with a narrow smile.

"Really ......" before saying a word, seeing Chen Ping's expression, Chen Ya realized that she had been tricked by Chen Ping again, so she paced down shyly, turned around and ran, "I won't pay attention to you anymore." ”

Watching Chen Ya shyly run into the village, Chen Ping smiled comfortably, took a bite of the bun, and followed.

In the past few days, the Wang family has been helping out at Chen Ping's house, steaming steamed buns with Chen Pingniang and Liu's family, or making some other food, and sending them to Xue Wang and others who work at the foot of Liuhe Mountain. Chen Ping's grandfather Chen Xiaoyi occasionally went to the brick kiln to contribute, but now that spring is in the spring, Chen Xiaoyi is working in the fields more often.

Chen Ya slipped away and disappeared, but Chen Ping was not in a hurry, and went to his house, Chen Ya must be there. After the food is delivered at the brick kiln, Wang will come back with Liu to clean up the steamer utensils and prepare for tomorrow's food.

At this time, Chen Ya was helping on the side.

This little girl is not only shy, but also filial and diligent.

When she arrived at the door of her own courtyard, Chen Ya didn't see it, but Chen Ping saw another person.

"Zhou Niang?" Zhou Niang was still wearing a patched linen coat, no skirt, dressed like a man, wandering in front of Chen Ping's courtyard, Chen Ping walked over and said with concern, "Are you looking for my grandpa?" ”

There are more than 40 households in the village, and there are only a few cattle for farming, and the cattle used for cultivating land in Chen Ping's family are borrowed from Wang's family these days. Occasionally, some villagers came to ask, waiting for Chen Xiaoyi's family to run out, so that the cattle could be cultivated.

Of course, the Wang family did not ask for money from Chen Ping's family, and as for the other villagers, most of them had to charge some fees for renting cattle.

Zhou Niang was looking at Chen Ping's courtyard, but she didn't notice Chen Ping approaching for a while, Chen Ping made such a sound, but Zhou Niang was shocked, looking back at Chen Ping, patting her chest, slowly surprised, and shaking her head busily: "No, no, renting a ploughing cow has to be silver." I can plough those few acres of land myself. ”

"Oh? Is there something else going on? Don't stay outside the house, just go inside. It just so happened that I also steamed some steamed buns at home, and I brought a few back to the two children to eat. Chen Ping followed Zhou Niang's hand, glanced at his chest, and trembled, not to mention, although Zhou Niang was darker and dressed roughly, her body was material.

Lack of food, but can still grow like this, it can only be said that the genetics are too strong.

Although there is no personnel, there are some frivolous and lazy men who look at Zhou Niang on weekdays, Zhou Niang is very sensitive, seeing Chen Ping's gaze, her face is slightly hot, and she is busy pressing her chest, and by the way, she complained in her heart, but she did not look at Chen Ping, after all, in terms of age, Chen Ping is only twelve.

A few years older than Ah Chou and Ah Ku, and they are still half a child, Zhou Niang did not compare Chen Ping's gaze with that of others, nor did she doubt Chen Ping's mind at this time, but she was quite resentful of herself.

How can it be so big?

But Zhou Niang's self-blame was just wrong, which Cheng thought that Chen Ping's psychology at this time was more than thirty years old, and he had already experienced it in his previous life. Even now this body has already been baptized, and physiologically speaking, Chen Ping can be regarded as a man at this time.

Just for a moment, Chen Ping dispelled the evil thoughts in his heart, but looking at Zhou Niang's expression, he clearly realized it, which made people quite embarrassed, and coughed twice: "That, Zhou Niang, go in and say, it's strange cold outside, you are really thin." ”

Before he spoke, Chen Ping secretly said in his heart that it was going to be bad, why did he get involved in wearing it again?

Looking up at Zhou Niang again, it was really just as Chen Ping thought, Zhou Niang's face was a little ruddy, and she obviously wanted to go somewhere.

"No, I still have food at home." Fortunately, Zhou Niang is not Chen Ya, her face is not so thin, but she didn't turn around and left, rejected Chen Ping, and then asked with some hesitation, "I heard that Brother Ping, you are looking for someone at home to do that tooth...... Toothbrush. ”

Chen Ping suddenly realized that this was the case.

It's been more than ten days, that day at the uncle's house, seeing the sales of fire sickles and toothbrushes, Chen Ping thought about expanding production, and when he came back, he mentioned to Liu, asking him to help see if anyone in the village was willing to work.

More than ten days have passed, and no one has come, Chen Ping is busy with the brick kiln and restaurant again, but he forgot about it for a while, and he didn't think that Zhou Niang would come today.

"You want to make that toothbrush?" Someone is coming, this is a good sign, but Chen Ping still has some questions, "Has your family's field been ploughed this year?" If you want to make a toothbrush, you have to dry it for at least ten years. ”

This is the rule that Chen Ping set after thinking about it, working for a day or two and leaving, it is better not to find someone, just let Erniu and Chen Ya help.

"I've heard that you can get paid for making 10 toothbrushes." Zhou Niang was still a little timid in front of Chen Ping, but her tone was firm, "I have calculated, if you can get three yuan a day, you can get a hundred yuan in ten years." If I had been skilled over time, I would have been able to do more, and that would have cost me more than I had earned from farming. ”

The material of the toothbrush is provided by Chen Ping, mostly bamboo and livestock hair, to make ten toothbrushes for a penny, which is also the beginning of the price, piecework wage is not only an accurate reflection of the actual amount of labor paid, but also can well control the relationship between cost and profit.

"You can do the math, but can you make thirty toothbrushes a day?" Chen Ping asked. (To be continued.) )