"Miss wants to grind wheat noodles? Do you want to make a cookcake or a soup cake? ”

After listening to the order, Fangcao asked one more question, and swallowed saliva by the way.

"Is there pasta here? Then why do you eat barley rice? ”

Su Jinluan subconsciously asked rhetorically, looking like you are teasing me ridiculously.

Originally, she was also suspicious. After hearing about the name of Jinyiwei, she thought she was wearing Daming;

After seeing the crude eating of the herbs, she was shaken uncompetitively.

She couldn't convince herself that someone would abandon pasta made from flour and choose the hard-to-swallow wheat rice!

Unless, there is no pasta at all!

It's a pity that her judgment seems to have been wrong, and it was ridiculously wrong.

Su Jinluan's face was hot, and she stared at the herb that misled her, wanting to see the flaws in this honest and honest face.

Fangcao was stared at by her condemning gaze, and said:

"When we finished eating wheat noodles, I steamed some wheat rice."

This excuse was not enough to convince Su Jinluan, she persevered and continued to stare at people, and she would not give up until she got a plausible answer!

Fangcao rubbed her hands uncomfortably, and whispered in her voice:

"That's the case, I ran out of rations this month, so I took the monthly money and exchanged some food with bay leaves. Wheat is cheaper than rice, and it can be exchanged for more; Grinding the dough also has to remove the bran, and drop a lot of scales. ”

Fangcao's head was lowered, and her slightly dark cheeks were red.

"Although steamed wheat rice is not very delicious, it can make you hungry."

Su Jinluan rubbed his temples with a headache, he didn't expect it to be such a simple reason.

"I see."

Su Jinluan stopped Fangcao's confession, not wanting her to be too embarrassed.

Herbs are greedy, which is not a big problem.

It was she Su Jinluan who made the mistake of empiricism, did not do investigation and research, and took it for granted that she had a rigid set of writing novels, which made a joke and caused Fangcao to lose face.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood."

She sincerely apologized, and the heat on her face did not subside.

"No, no, Miss is too polite, how does Miss know about these things on the stove."

Yerba immediately laughed, naturally finding an excuse for her.

"Do you want wheat noodles, do you want to make the good food that the gods taught you?"

Fangcao's eyes were full of expectation, and there was no doubt in the skeptical.

Miss Fool suddenly got better overnight, what is it if she doesn't meet a fairy? Fools don't believe it.

Su Jinluan learned the lesson and asked cautiously:

"I want to make something to eat. The cooking cakes and soup cakes you just mentioned, are there any steamed buns? The kind of smug that makes the face. ”

Yerba replied undefinitely:

"Miss is talking about dough cakes? That can't eat more, it will regurgitate acidic water, and I heard the elders say that it can be sick, but it's scary. But I heard that there is a kind of meat patty sold outside, which is delicious and delicious, I don't know if it is the food that the lady said. ”

Su Jinluan's heart was half lowered, it seems that there is pasta, but it is not popular.

But it may also be that the countryside is lonely and unheard, and the information is blocked, so it's better not to talk too much.

"Probably not the same."

Su Jinluan said vaguely, as if unintentionally:

"Do you know there's a toilet paper out there?"

Fangcao shook her head.

"I don't understand the things of readers, you should ask the master about the booklet paper or something, or go to the study to look for it."

Su Jinluan didn't explain when she saw that she heard it, and she got the answer indirectly, at least the concept of toilet paper was not used in the village, so that's good.

"Okay then, I'll go to the study later. Let's grind some wheat noodles first, let's make jajanjangmyeon. ”

"Hey."

Fangcao promised to leave, but was stopped by Su Jinluan.

"Why don't you get some flour from your neighbors first, and you can find someone to do some work for me first."

Fangcao agreed again without discount, and Dongdong ran to find someone.

Su Jinluan looked at her fiery back and took a deep breath to calm down.

No one is born to be a crosser, is he?

Su Jinluan chose to reconcile with himself, and muttered quietly in the simulated system prompt:

"+1 skin thickness."

When the heat on her face dissipated, Fangcao also led a few people over.

"Miss, what are you going to do? Brother Tiger and Sanzhuang have a lot of strength, and Miss only has to call. ”

Su Jinluan looked at the two embarrassed and anxious men, and thought that this was probably a long-term worker hired by the family, looking at the honest and hungry and cold, he also knew that the Yang family would not be a generous master, otherwise the reputation in the village would not be so bad.

"The work I have to do is not difficult, but it takes a little effort."

Su Jinluan smiled soothingly, trying to look as amiable as possible.

"You can find some clean hay like reed leaves and wheat straw, and it would be better to buy some leftover shavings from the carpenter, wash them and then steam them, and then pound them into a pulp, the finer the better."

"Miss is going to make paper?"

Huzi and Sanzhuang glanced at each other and asked.

Su Jinluan was no longer surprised, and nodded honestly:

"yes."

Seeing that she was kind, Huzi couldn't help but persuade in a low voice:

"Miss, you have to have a secret recipe to make paper, and if you can't make good paper from hay, you have to use good wood as a raw material."

Fangcao glanced at him and reminded angrily:

"Is that someone else, our miss? Have you forgotten that Miss has been enlightened by the gods? What kind of mind are you talking about, what does the young lady say, what do you do, don't go quickly. ”

The two men were trained to lose their temper, and they responded and turned around and ran away.

"Be polite to people."

Su Jinluan has not yet completely developed the habit of commanding the exploiting class, so he mentioned it lightly.

"Don't be idle, cook first, and have work to do after eating."

"Miss wants to teach me how to make jajangmyeon?" When Yerba saw her go to the kitchen, she followed with joy.

"There's meat at home, right?" Su Jinluan asked.

"Yes, half a catty!" Fangcao began to swallow again.

"Did you get the flour?" Su Jinluan asked again.

Fangcao slapped her head and said in annoyance:

"I was patronizing and shouting just now, and I almost forgot about it, so I'll go right away."

Su Jinluan saw that she was about to turn around and run away again, and hurriedly added:

"By the way, ask who has alkaline noodles, and change some to the house, I'll be useful."

Fangcao said yes from afar, and the sound of knocking footsteps faded away.

Su Jinluan didn't worry about how they went out or how they exchanged things with people, so he hurriedly ran to the study and quickly rummaged through them.

The scumbag father's study layout can be seen with intentions, there are two rows of books stuffed on the shelves, there are a few calligraphy and paintings on the wall that can't be seen from the fake, the four treasures of the study room are placed on the bookcase, and there is a plum bottle on the high table in the corner.

Although Su Jinluan didn't have much appreciation, he always felt that there was a lingering sense of vassal elegance where he violated the harmony.

It doesn't matter.

She just came to flip through the book, trying to figure out the current dynasty year name.

Although most of her history is learned at the beginning, there are always two or three points reliable, right?

As a street writer, she has read many masterpieces, and she has also checked relevant information when she writes, and she is still very confident in her next career!

"Traditional Chinese characters, no punctuation in the vertical row, it's okay."

Su Jinluan unconsciously muttered to himself, quite lucky.

At least she wore the familiar Han cultural system, even if the traditional Chinese characters are incomplete, she can guess the meaning of the context in connection with the context, so as not to be illiterate, a good omen!

"Great Yan Dynasty? Overhead? Not bad either. ”