Chi Mohan's light brown eyes were retrospective, "Tun grain." ”

In two simple words, Jiang Zhimian understood.

Although the country is now peaceful and peaceful, it is uncertain when there will be a disaster or something.

Stockpiling grain is a preparation that everyone should make.

Even if the Jiang family was so poor before, they kept a few sacks of sorghum and wheat bran in case of emergency.

As for Chi Mohan.

He was an outsider, and he didn't have any land in the village, so of course he could only stock some wild nuts and the like.

Originally, these stockpiles of grain would not have been taken out easily.

Just because I have money now, even if I want to stock up on grain, I can buy better rice and other options as an option, and chestnuts are not so important.

At this moment, Chi Mohan pointed to the crockpot in the cabinet, "How much?" ”

Jiang Zhimian thought for a while, "It's okay to make you a can, but I want to buy a can with you." ”

There are delicious things, of course, they should also be made for the Jiang family.

Chi Mohan asked her to pick a can to take away, but she didn't want money.

"It's like you're paid for cooking for me." Chi Mo said coldly.

Jiang Zhimian smiled clearly, revealing a mouthful of small glutinous teeth, "Then I'm welcome." ”

After a pause, he said, "I'll make it for you next time." ”

Eating too many chestnuts at one time is prone to flatulence.

You should still take care of Chi Mohan's body.

Chi Mohan bowed, closed the mahogany cabinet, and walked out with Jiang Zhimian.

The dried rabbit fur has dried thoroughly, hanging on the branches of the tree and swaying in the wind, yellow and bright, like clouds falling from the sky and dyed by the early morning.

Jiang Zhimian took out his handkerchief and put away the rabbit fur.

The sky was already flushed with blood red, and the remnant sun fell on Jiang Zhimian's hair and cheeks, crossing the layers of ignorant softness.

Chi Mohan stood under the eaves and looked at her.

Any action is pleasant in people's hearts.

"I'm going back, thank you for the chestnuts." Jiang Zhimian put away the last strand of rabbit fur, raised his head and said softly.

"Okay." Chi Mohan nodded, watching her happily jump out of the door.

Then he withdrew his gaze and turned back to the stove room.

There was still a plate of drawn chestnuts on the stove.

Although the syrup is cold, the chestnuts inside still have residual warmth, and it tastes different.

Chi Mohan, who doesn't like sugar, actually ate a plate of chestnuts before he knew it.

Looking at the empty plates, I couldn't help but look forward to the next time.

But before that, he should go buy a chicken.

The little fox said that chestnuts can be stewed in chicken, and it should taste good.

The main thing is, there shouldn't be so much sugar in the stew, right?

After thinking about it, Chi Mohan raised his feet and went out, planning to go to the miscellaneous market to have a look, and by the way, he would go to the blacksmith shop to make an iron fence.

……

Leisurely inside.

As soon as Jiang Zhimian entered the house with a clay pot, he was surrounded by four small ones.

"Third sister, what are you holding?" The four little ones asked curiously.

"Chestnut." Jiang Zhimian said, opening the jar and showing them it.

The sister-in-law subconsciously swallowed her saliva, "Sugar and oil fruits!" ”

Jiang Zhimian couldn't help laughing, and reached out to touch the head of the sister-in-law, "It's not sugar and oil fruits, it's chestnuts, picked in the mountains, and it was given to us by Brother Mo Han." ”

"Is it delicious?" Xiaofu asked again.

Jiang Zhimian nodded.

Xiaogu Fu also nodded with her, "Then I like Brother Mo Han." ”

"Sure enough, it's a foodie." Jiang Zhimian shook his head helplessly.

A can of chestnuts can buy Gufu, this is too easy, right?

"Third sister, I want to eat." The sister-in-law didn't understand what a foodie was, but she just shook the corners of Jiang Zhimian's clothes, and her grape-like eyes were full of anticipation.

Jiang Zhimian shook his head and put the jar back, "I can't eat it now." ”