Shen Lingxiu has been thinking about rice and grain for the past few days, the mixed noodles are cheap, but the taste of the noodles is much worse than the best white noodles, and the cost of white noodles is too high.

Therefore, the price of noodles made with white noodles will also rise, and ordinary people simply cannot afford to consume them. In the nearby town, the people who come to eat noodles every day are ordinary people, and if the price of noodles increases, it is estimated that there will be a lot fewer customers.

Shen Lingxiu was at a loss, rubbing her dough on the stall with a heavy heart, thinking about it and looking for a solution to the problem.

"Sell corn, sell corn!"

The shouting sound not far away came, and Shen Lingxiu had an idea, put down the noodles in his hand and hurriedly ran over to look.

With this question, she found that the price of corn was much cheaper than rice grain, and cornmeal was definitely much better than mixed noodles, so Shen Lingxiu had an idea.

"Big brother, I want all of these, but you wait for me to close the stall and send it to my home." Shen Lingxiu spoke.

The man was so happy to see her, generally speaking, corn is not easy to sell, he will sell it for several days before he sells a basket, because there is no grain store to collect corn, so he can only sell it in the streets.

Shen Lingxiu inquired and found out that the locals don't eat corn much, maybe the cornmeal process has not been introduced yet, she thought, and had an idea in her heart.

It doesn't matter what the ingredients are, the key is to look at the method.

When the stall was closed, Shen Lingxiu returned home with the eldest brother and his whole basket of corn.

Chi Huifang saw Shen Lingxiu buy a basket of corn and went home, and taunted her.

"I said the third daughter-in-law, don't you know, corn can't be eaten in our place, it's not delicious, people almost don't eat things made of corn, maybe pigs will eat it." She laughed as she spoke.

"Could it be that the third daughter-in-law, you can't spread this side anymore, and you have changed to raising pigs?"

In the face of Chi Huifang's sarcasm, Shen Lingxiu didn't take it to heart and didn't respond, she rolled her eyes silently, and then placed the corn and took the money for the eldest brother who sold the corn.

"Big brother, if it's not bad, I'll buy your corn."

This helped the eldest brother solve a big problem, and he thanked excitedly and incoherently.

"It's okay, no thanks, you've helped me too."

Sending away the eldest brother who sold corn, Shen Lingxiu began to check the corn, she carefully looked at the condition of the corn, and felt that it was not bad, the grains were large and full, how could no one buy it!

Anyway, she shook her head, picked some corn, and then took out the rice grinding tools at home and grinded the corn into cornmeal.

The yellow cornmeal was finely ground, and she was worried that it would not be evenly grinded, so she grinded it several times, until she grabbed a handful of cornmeal and then flowed out of the gap between her fingers, she was satisfied, and began to make noodles, and then made corn noodles, the yellow noodles are very beautiful, and the taste should be much worse.

I'm afraid that just corn noodles won't work, soup is the essence of noodles, she thought about it, went to the butcher's house to buy a few bones, and then threw them into the cauldron to boil, and kept boiling, at first there was no taste, after boiling for several hours, the bone aroma wafted out, attracting the little gluttonous ghost Bao.

"Third aunt, what, it's so fragrant!" Po tiptoed and stretched his head out to look into the pot.

"Delicious! Wait a while, and let Po taste it. Shen Lingxiu spoke, and then put a handful of spices into it, carefully adjusting the soup.

After a long while, half a pot of bone broth was boiled, Shen Lingxiu found a big basin, put the excess bone broth in it, and used it as a material for tomorrow, and then put the noodles that had been made before into the pot until the noodles were cooked.

"Wow!" Just smelling it was so fragrant that Po jumped up happily.

"Taste it!" Shen Lingxiu brought the dishes and chopsticks, put them in place and handed them to Bao, who couldn't wait to take them, and took a sip in a hurry, almost getting hot.

"Be careful, what's in a hurry, it's all yours!" Shen Lingxiu smiled and touched Bao's head.

"Delicious! Delicious! Aunt San, it's delicious! Ah Bao was eating, and he took the time to talk to Shen Lingxiu.

Shen Lingxiu is in a very good mood, and it seems that the new variety of noodles has been successfully developed.

She went back to the kitchen, made the remaining noodles, and then packed them, ready to send them to Lin Ziwen.

There are few people in the town today, she will come back in the afternoon, and it will only be a while after noon when the meal is ready, Lin Ziwen is estimated to have to eat cold rice in the school at noon every day, and she is just going to go to the school to see.

As soon as he said go, Shen Lingxiu took his face and went straight to the direction of the school.

Chi Huifang smelled the fragrance, leaned over, saw Ah Bao eating noodles, and asked.

"Bao, what are you eating?"

"My third aunt made it, it's super delicious." Po drank the last bit of bone broth in the bowl and said unfinished.

Seeing this, Chi Huifang hurriedly went to the kitchen to look, but there was nothing, she slammed the door angrily, and then went back to her room.

Shen Lingxiu came to the school, she came at the right time, Lin Ziwen was in the middle of class, nibbling on a steamed bun on the podium, saying that it was a podium, that is, a very broken desk, and a chair that was almost falling apart.

While nibbling on steamed buns, he looked down at the book, looking extremely serious, Shen Lingxiu couldn't help but sigh at the hardships of his life, just wanted to get closer, but a naughty child suddenly knocked Lin Ziwen's steamed buns to the ground, and then deliberately pretended to be careless and kicked it.

Lin Ziwen just frowned, and then didn't lose his temper, it seems that this kind of thing has happened many times.

But Shen Lingxiu couldn't stand it anymore, she rushed in, put the food on the desk, and then grabbed the little boy and said seriously.

"Apologies!"

The little boy looked like he was not convinced, and even stretched out his hand to grab Shen Lingxiu's arm, but was subdued by Shen Lingxiu, and slammed against the wall, not moving.

"I'll make you apologize!" Shen Lingxiu spoke again.

Seeing that the kid didn't apologize, Shen Lingxiu's eyes became even more fierce, and he opened his mouth to scare.

"If you don't apologize, I'll keep you hanging on the wall."

"I'm sorry." The child spoke slowly and perfunctorily, obviously Shen Lingxiu was not satisfied, and had no intention of letting go, Lin Ziwen came over and pleaded.

"Lingxiu, let her go, he's a kid after all."

There was no way, Shen Lingxiu let go, the kid was free, and he ran to the door at once, turned around and spoke viciously.

"You wait for me! Ugly! ”

This was said to Shen Lingxiu, but Shen Lingxiu was not afraid at all.

"Whose child is this, why is this so rude!" Shen Lingxiu looked at the child's back and complained, then took out the rice and handed it to Lin Ziwen.

Lin Ziwen put away the books on the table, walked to the side and picked up the dry food that had just dropped, tore a piece of waste paper and wrapped it, and then put it in the hole in the table, ready to take it home for the animals at home to eat.

"It's Zhao Xiaobao from Zhao Yuan's family, Lingxiu, why are you here." Lin Ziwen asked.

"I'm here to bring you food, I can't always let you nibble on dry food!" Shen Lingxiu said as she took out the bowl of noodles.

As soon as the noodles are taken out, the aroma fills the entire small classroom, which is simply appetizing.

Lin Ziwen was also attracted by the noodles and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Let's eat." Shen Lingxiu handed the chopsticks to Lin Ziwen and spoke.

Lin Ziwen was not polite, took it and began to eat, no way, it was too fragrant.

The surrounding children smelled the fragrance and also gathered over, surrounded Lin Ziwen, and looked at the bowl in front of Lin Ziwen intently.

She was worried that Lin Ziwen would not have enough to eat, so she brought more.

"Sister invites you to eat noodles, you must go to class obediently, you are not allowed to be naughty, and you are not allowed to make Mr. angry again!" Shen Lingxiu opened her mouth and instructed.

"We have always been obedient, only Zhao Xiaobao made Mr. angry with him!"

A child licked the soup from the corner of his mouth and spoke.

It seems that this group of children is not bad, but only that Zhao Xiaobao is relatively poor.

"Good, next time my sister will bring you something delicious!" Shen Lingxiu said with a gentle face.

She is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it should not be too much for this group of children under the age of ten to call her sister.

Lin Ziwen finished eating after a while, and there was no soup left in the bowl.

"It's delicious!" Shen Lingxiu spoke.

Lin Ziwen nodded and stretched out his thumb to praise. "It's good, it's delicious!"

"Delicious, delicious! Master, your cooking is so delicious! The children on the side couldn't help but praise them, and a sentence from the master made Shen Lingxiu blush and run away.

"You're ready for class, I'll go home and grind food!"

only heard his voice and didn't see his person, Shen Lingxiu had already sneaked away.

Shen Lingxiu returned home and prepared to grind the corn into flour, which is estimated to take a while! Fortunately, with Bao's help, the two of them poured and grinded, chatting and relieving boredom.

Zhao Xiaobao ran all the way back to the house, and complained to Zhao Yuanwai, saying that Lin Ziwen instructed Shen Lingxiu to bully him, and rolled up his sleeves, and sure enough, there was a circle of very light traces.

Zhao Yuanwai was not there, Zhao Yuanwai's wife led Zhao Xiaobao to the school at that time, Lin Ziwen was still in class, she kicked the door open, and the wealthy began to ask the teacher.

"Lin Ziwen, you are embarrassed to teach and educate people, people like you are not worthy of being a teacher at all! Get the hell out of here! ”

Lin Ziwen was startled, calmed his classmates, and then came out to deal with it.

Mrs. Zhao raised her hand and wanted to hit Lin Ziwen, after all, she was born twice and matured, and she was also at the scene the last time Zhao Yuanwai beat Lin Ziwen.

Lin Ziwen is a soft persimmon, she pinched it very easily.

Seeing that she had done it, Lin Ziwen took a step back quietly, and Mrs. Zhao pounced, very angry.