However, I didn't have time before, I only watched it on the video, but I didn't eat it.

Now it's our chance, maybe you can try it out, and if you make it delicious, you can save more and sell it for money.

The female advocate Xiaofen's family started by selling boxed lunches, and later opened fast food restaurants, and finally gradually developed into a national chain.

It's just that the heroine made a fortune in the three-year drought, and because the heroine's food store has developed too fast, she has hoarded a lot of food, and even undergone the baptism of modern knowledge.

The novels are written in great detail about the barren snacks and restaurants in this era, and Tang Jingyun naturally will not step on the pit before the heroine.

However, even so, Tang Jingyun didn't want to rely on the content of a novel, not to mention that reality is different from the beautiful consummation of novels and TV series, even what you see and hear with your own eyes is sometimes not necessarily the truth of the matter.

This novel just allows Tang Jingyun to look at the overall situation and see things more clearly.

After thinking about these things clearly, Tang Jingyun carried the basket and set off with Zhao Xiaozhou's cook to pick up stones by the Zouma River.

To Tang Jingyun's surprise, this cook was still the wife of Uncle Da Kui.

"Call me Mrs. Zhao, I'll follow my family."

The cook lady is not old, maybe she is not very old, but Uncle Dakui looks at the five big and three coarse, and has a stable personality, which makes Tang Jingyun mistakenly think that people are not young.

"Is Uncle Da Kui's surname also Zhao?" Sister Xiaoyue threw a question.

Today's little girl is wearing a small hat, carrying a small basket in her hand, and her hair is tied up by Tang Jingyun and wrapped in a pale pink cloth towel, which looks particularly cute.

"Can't your Uncle Kui be surnamed Zhao?" Zhao Niangzi is obviously very rare This little girl, she picked up the person and showed a kind smile on her face.

"Brother Xiaozhou is also surnamed Zhao, and Uncle Da Kui is also surnamed Zhao."

"Poof, then you are also surnamed Tang, and your sister is still surnamed Tang?"

"That's different."

"What's the difference?"

"It's just different!"

Obviously, it involves the blind spot of the little girl's thinking, and the little child has not yet figured out that a hundred years ago it was also the same family name, and that the sisters inherited the same father's surname.

Tang Jingyun looked at the two people in front of him, happily entangled in these issues and discussing them, and the atmosphere was extraordinarily harmonious.

After finding a shallow plot and putting down the bamboo basket, Tang Jingyun began to choose the stones that suited his heart.

Zhao Niangzi and Sister Xiaoyue played for a while, and also squatted next to them and began to pick up, Tang Jingyun and Zhao Niangzi tried to pick up stones of the same size as much as possible, and Sister Xiaoyue was holding a small basket to pick up her favorite stones.

After the two baskets were full, Uncle Da Kui came over to carry the ox cart, changed two boxes to pick up, and picked up several baskets back and forth in the morning before stopping.

When she got home, Zhao Niangzi came over to pick up a few handfuls, and the rest was left to Tang Jingyun.

However, when paving the road later, Uncle Da Kui and Mrs. Zhao still came over to help, and used thick wooden sticks to smooth the path tightly, and then began to press the stones into the soil.

In the afternoon, they also paved a few cross roads for one person to put down in the middle of the place where the vegetables were planted, so that they could pick vegetables on rainy days in the future, and they also went to pick up a few baskets of stones for this purpose.

The final result, although not as good as what she has seen in modern times, is not bad.

Because the pebbles are picked up of similar size, and they are pressed flat, it is not very awkward to walk up.

As soon as the gravel road is paved, the whole yard is full of smooth gravel paths, which looks much better.

There are also stones around the well and next to the osmanthus tree, so it will be much cleaner and more convenient to get water and wash clothes in the future.

Just fiddle with it, and the day passes.

When it was time to cook at night, Tang Jingyun, who was so tired that his back hurt and couldn't stand up, barely mustered up his energy to prepare for cooking, and the neighbor next to him sent today's gift exchange - pancakes.

"I'm like you said, the stones are washed clean, a layer of silver charcoal is spread underneath, the stones are baked hot, and the dough is baked fragrant and crispy after a while. If it weren't for the pebble scalded fish for dinner, maybe he would have been able to continue eating. ”

As she was talking, Mrs. Zhao pulled out the bottom layer of the food box again, and it happened to be a bowl full of sauerkraut pebbles and scalded fish pieces, which looked attractive in color and delicious.

Tang Jingyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva and forcibly thinned his face: "This is too much, are you enough to eat?" ”

"How is it not enough? The family has made a big pot, and Xiaozhou and my Dakui are already eating. After Mrs. Zhao finished speaking, she stuffed the food box into the person's hand, turned around and walked out.

Tang Jingyun: "......" is really ...... It's really hard to resist, but it's disrespectful!

Tang Jingyun and Sister Xiaoyue sat on the table, baking cakes in one hand and holding chopsticks in the other hand to eat fish, eating as if they were about to ascend to immortal!

It smells so good!

Zhao Niangzi's cooking skills are really good and satisfying.

Tang Jingyun has been in a very good mood recently, especially when he went to Zhao Niangzi's house to learn the art of pancakes, and found that this Zhao Niangzi is really unusual.

Without the narrow thinking of the ancient common people, she is still a talented woman who reads and writes, embroiders and plays piano and chess, compared to Zhao Niangzi's piano and chess embroidery, the cooking skills that Tang Jingyun wants to praise are only younger brothers.

Tang Jingyun himself, as a technical holographic anchor, has been involved in many aspects, and has even undergone professional training, and has also practiced hard work, but it is not as good as Zhao Niangzi's natural aura.

This is really God's favorite!

On this day, ten large bamboo baskets were weaved, and Tang Jingyun found a time to go to the vegetable market to stock up on a wave of food, mainly white rice and white noodles, and some vegetables that came out in early spring.

If it weren't for the limited amount of money in his hand, and he would have to leave some of it as a start-up fund, Tang Jingyun would be eager to use all the money in his hand.

If she doesn't fill a bamboo basket the size of ten containers, she always feels insecure.

Moreover, the size of the container is basically the size of the warehouse storage compartment, and no matter how big it is, it can't be put in.

Tang Jingyun has tried it many times.

However, the storage space of ten small warehouses has already given her great convenience, and people can't be too greedy sometimes, right?

It's just that the things Tang Jingyun bought didn't even fill half a bamboo basket, which also included some seeds, water, cotton cloth, sun-dried bamboo shoots and wild vegetables and other miscellaneous things.

Manpower is sometimes poor, sometimes it is so poor that it is panicking, which is what Tang Jingyun feels now.