Soda stone, lime, miscanthus salt, coarse salt, charcoal, sulfur, etc., and countless jars of different sizes and strange shapes.

Lime is common, and it is found in the county; It took some time for alkali stone and miscanthus to wait for Zhao Xiaoman to find all the things he wanted, and all kinds of strangely shaped jars were ready.

Zhao Xiaoman fiddled with those strange things and locked them in the house for several days and didn't come out.

A group of people squatted at the door of the house to pull rice, and when they saw Goudan'er bringing out the food that was served to the boss at noon, they stopped the kid and asked him, "Why doesn't the boss even eat?" ”

Goudan'er's nose wrinkled: "The boss said it was unpalatable." ”

Crooked Cao Niang answered: "Cakes, Shu porridge, the boss doesn't like to eat them, we can't eat them yet." ”

"We can afford big fish and meat," a young woman sighed, "I still have a few eggs over there, and I'll stew them into a soup with more sesame oil in them." ”

"Let's go, let's go," the old uncle put down the sparse noodle soup in the bowl and instructed the dog Dan'er who was in charge of cooking for Zhao Xiaoman, "I got enough grain to eat until the autumn harvest a few days ago, and I will get her more white flour rice in the future, the boss can't get used to these rough foods." Raise more chickens and ducks, dogs, you little cubs go up the mountain to catch insects, and the fish, shrimp, chickens and ducks in the river also eat. ”

"No," Goudan'er glared and said like a little adult, "Brother Yaozu has already told the boss that he wants to study, and the boss wants to ask Mr. Jiaoshu to teach us to read, we can't care about the chickens and ducks, call the crazy girls to go." ”

"When?" The old uncle's brows furrowed, "I can't eat anymore and still study, it's just that you stinky boy and the boss are blind in their ears." ”

"No," the dog was wronged.

Crooked Cao Niang sighed, clapped her hands and said, "Over, the boss has to get a teacher back for her younger brother." Mr. Teach, where can we afford it? ”

What kind of character Zhao Xiaoman is, they already know very well. That's one thing to say, dictatorial and arbitrary.

Crooked Cao Niang was particularly dissatisfied: "Our boss is an immortal, what he wants to do, I don't know how difficult life is." The little money she sold in the stockade had to leave her with no money left. ”

"Let the boss hear it, and be upset," the young daughter-in-law told her to stop.

Dogdan'er looked at this, looked at that: "The boss is so powerful, the officers and soldiers have to obediently send us food, and he is also very good at spells, so can't she conjure up silver?" ”

"While playing," the old uncle's eyebrows were completely twisted into a dead pimple. A few girls answered the conversation to discuss whether Zhao Xiaoman was an immortal or not, and they knew about her past as if they had seen it with their own eyes, and what they said was in full swing.

They have heard a lot about who Zhao Xiaoman is, and the important thing is who Zhao Xiaoman is now.

The old uncle knocked on the door of the room, which had been closed for several days, and brought food to the boss.

"Here we are."

Zhao Xiaoman answered the door and opened the door.

The old uncle saw her covering her face, leaving only a pair of eyes outside, and asked curiously: "What is this for?" ”

"Get something," Zhao Xiaoman took off the face towel, sniffed his nose and smelled the fragrance, and saw the egg custard nested in the bowl.

She sat down on the threshold and chunked it.

The old uncle squatted next to her, smiling kindly: "I called the dog Dan'er Niang to catch some chickens and ducklings to raise, anyway, the food I got is enough to save money until the autumn harvest, and I can't wronged the boss." ”

Zhao Xiaoman, the boss, is only responsible for getting food, and doesn't care about the rest, so he said "um" at will.

The old uncle continued: "I heard that the boss still wants to invite a teacher back?" How much money does it cost to hire a gentleman? Reading is not an easy task. ”

That's it, Zhao Xiaoman finished eating, and the old uncle was still in Baba.

She knocked on the empty bowl: "In the future, there will be something to say directly, less nonsense." ”

"Hey~"

The old uncle looked embarrassed with her moderate expression, but the matter was here, and she couldn't help but say it.

"Is the matter of asking Mr. Shu to be pushed back?" The old uncle spoke much happier this time.

Zhao Xiaoman: "No. ”

Uncle: "......"

The boss is too arbitrary!

But the old uncle didn't dare to say this, and even if he said it, the boss would have a face: You are right, but I don't listen.

If only the boss's temper could be as good as her skills.

The old uncle sighed, and Zhao Xiaoman went and returned.

"Prepare a cauldron and cage drawers," she commanded casually.

"What are you doing?"

The old uncle was curious about this, called the dogs and the girls over, and put a large iron pot in the open space in front of the hall.

"Get some white noodles and add this," Zhao Xiaoman handed a packet of white powder wrapped in kraft paper to the dog's mother.

"What's this?" The dog's hand full of flour holds a paper bag.

"Alkali."

"Edible alkali."

Zhao Xiaoman twisted his somewhat sour neck and tilted it to the chair, explaining: "In the process of making noodles, microorganisms will produce acid, which will make the noodles sour and hard, and it is not delicious. ”

Balabala...... "not tasty".

The dog Dan'er Niang looked at others with a blank look of incomprehension, and put her heart down: "Then the boss wants to eat dead noodles and steamed buns?" ”

Zhao Xiaoman: "......"

Eat a dead noodle bun to use such a big battle?

She smiled speechlessly: "I can do it in your hearts?" ”

"Nothing."

Dogs, they laughed.

Zhao Xiaoman didn't bother to explain, and asked the dog to pinch a small rub of edible alkali and put it in the noodles.

The others understood that this was to steam the buns, and the dog Dan'er said with a smile: "The pot rack is early, and the noodles can't be opened for a while, so you can hurry up by getting some hot water and scalding the basin." ”

This touched Zhao Xiaoman's blind spot in knowledge, and she took the opportunity to sleep on the chair for a while.

"Our boss stumbled and grew so big, it's no wonder it's not easy to ......"

A few people were guarding the pot and saying this, and their hands were not idle, either in the soles of their shoes or in the baskets, and when the noodles were almost fermented, several people were busy.

Rectangular pieces of dough were made from their hands.

Aunt Hua took the broad beans and came over: "Fry them in oil later, and make snacks for the boss." Gai Ming'er rushed to the market and came back at the change point. ”

Crooked Cao's mother smiled: "Plant a few acres of land for the boss in the autumn harvest, so that she can eat enough." ”

"Our boss is like a child."

"Oops."

The son of a carried the lid of the cage drawer and shouted, "Why is this bun so big?" ”

"I'll take a look," Aunt Hua waved the white mist that came out of the pot, revealing the steaming steamed buns, and said with a smile, "Today's steamed buns are really neat, and they will be steamed well at a glance." ”

"The pieces I cut are not so big, but the steaming is really good," the dog Dan'er took one out of the cage drawer with her bare hands, and the softness of her hand made her "oops" again, "Why is it so soft?" The aroma of wheat is so strong. ”

"I'll take a look," Crooked Cao and his mother also stood up and leaned to the side of the pot, swallowing saliva when she saw the big white steamed bun, muttering, "Don't blame the boss for eating white noodles, the steamed buns made from this white noodles are neat and fragrant." ”