"You two little radish heads, people are big ghosts, everyone can laugh, and your father is no exception, but you just laughed, and you distorted so many thoughts"

Chu Qingchen took a deep breath and looked at the two little radishes and said.

She actually understood Shen Mochu's intentions somewhat, but she didn't dare to accept it. Find an excuse to prevaricate the past.

Chu Qingchen looked at the two large baskets of potatoes, which were almost enough, and she bent down to pick them up one by one. Unexpectedly, someone took the first step, and a pair of large bony hands reached out in front of her, and lifted the basket with a light lift.

"I'll do this kind of rough work"

Shen Mochu sat in a wheelchair and carried a potato basket in one hand, he had a lot of internal strength, this kind of small work was nothing to him.

Chu Qingchen also had a good eyesight, seeing that he didn't have any extra hands to shake the wheelchair, without waiting for him to speak, he used to push the wheelchair behind her and walked towards the front yard.

The corners of Shen Mochu's mouth raised slightly with a good-looking arc, and the woman still had some conscience.

Two little turnip heads followed behind them.

"Mother, are you digging so many potatoes at one time to sell them in the city for money?"

Yuanbao looked at the two big baskets of potatoes.

Shouldn't my mother make potatoes for them to eat for three meals?

She doesn't want it, she wants to eat meat.

The mother was reluctant not to give her meat, she must have taken it to the city to sell it for money.

"Potatoes can be worth a few dollars, it's not enough to sell them in the city, the potato lady is useful, not to mention that the mother has a way to make money for a long time, so she doesn't have to sell potatoes"

Chu Qingchen patiently explained.

Yuanbao cried when he heard his mother's words.

"Mother must make shredded potatoes, potato wedges, diced potatoes, woo...... Yuanbao is so sad, Yuanbao should not eat potatoes, but eat meat"

Chu Qingchen and the others were stunned by Yuanbao's crying.

"It's such a little crying bag, don't say it's my sister when you go out, it's lost"

Tuan Bao was used to his sister crying, but at this time he was indifferent, but he looked disgusted.

It is said that women are made of water, and my sister is afraid that it is not made by the sea, so she cries at every turn.

"Mother's little heart, let's not cry, okay? My mother is distressed to death, my mother doesn't give Yuanbao potatoes, let's eat meat."

Chu Qingchen couldn't see his daughter crying the most, so he quickly leaned over and hugged her daughter who was crying, wiping her tears and coaxing softly, soft and bad.

Shen Mo was sour when she first saw this scene, she was gentle and gentle to the children, and she was like a different person to him, like a tigress with teeth and claws.

Tuan Bao looked at his mother with a pair of big watery eyes, and there seemed to be a layer of fog in his eyes.

The baby is bitter, he also wants his mother to hug and kiss him.

Sure enough, only the child who can cry has candy to eat, or he will cry too.

Tuan Bao blinked vigorously, trying to squeeze out a few golden beans, but couldn't squeeze them out.

Crying is also a technical job, forget it, one day smear some chili water.

"I know that my mother is the best, my mother, I love you"

Yuanbao cried fast, so good that he stopped crying immediately when he heard that he didn't eat potatoes, and hugged his mother's neck and kissed him.

"Okay, let's go play, or stay and help my mother work"

Chu Qingchen said and put Yuanbao down on the ground, his face felt wet, and he couldn't help but wipe it with his hand, it was moist, and when the child kissed her, saliva also remained on her face by the way.

was a little helpless, silently wiped the saliva off his face, and did not blame.

She will never blame the children for this little thing, of course, she will have a bottom line, she will not blindly indulge the two children, and if she makes a mistake, she will also be very fierce.

However, most of the two children are very well-behaved, and she is also very worry-free.

"It's fun to play to help my mother work, and it's fun to do anything with my mother"

Yuanbao said sweetly, sticking to his mother's side and refusing to leave.

"You guys help my mother peel potatoes, my mother wants to make potato starch, and the starch can be exchanged for a lot of silver when it is sent to the tavern in the city."

Chu Qingchen looked at the two children and said.

"Starch? Is my mother made of this potato? For the first time, I've heard the word starch."

Tuan Bao asked curiously. Looking at the mother's eyes, they sparkle like stars.

Mother's head is long, and there are a lot of new tricks.

"The starch is extracted from potatoes, a white and slippery powder. Similar to the white noodle bar, it can be used to make food, thickeners, soups, marinades, various sauces, seasoning powders to change the sensory quality and taste of dishes, and the meat dish you eat tonight is made of starch.

Chu Qingchen and his two children popularized the use of starch.

The two children tilted their heads and listened very seriously.

As soon as I heard that this thing was of great use, the two children worked harder.

Shen Mochu's phoenix eyes looked at her with interest.

The enigmatic woman, he has a lot of puzzles, about how Chu Qingchen knew that potatoes can extract starch. But he didn't ask after all.

Everyone has secrets they don't want to tell, and he respects her.

There are so many potatoes that if you peel them with a knife, you won't be able to finish them until it gets dark.

Chu Qingchen had an idea, and asked the two children to bring two large basins, pour the potatoes into them, and add water to clean them.

I took out a few wire brushes from my sleeve, but I was actually taking something from the space.

The potatoes are all new and the skin is soft after soaking. Use a wire brush to grind it off.

Chu Qingchen demonstrated how to use it, and the two children followed suit, and soon lost a potato skin.

The two children were accustomed to seeing their mother take out some strange things from their sleeves, and they didn't care much about the wire brush, so they took care of their own work.

Shen Mochu was shocked, there were many things he couldn't figure out, and he held a wire brush in his hand to check it repeatedly. This material is something he has never seen before, Dacheng must not have this kind of material, some like iron and softer than iron, more similar to silver, but harder than silver, what kind of material is it?

"Shen Mochu is just a steel wool ball, what are you pondering repeatedly? Why don't you hurry up and get to work? ”

Chu Qingchen saw him sitting in a wheelchair, studied the steel wool ball in his hand very seriously, and reminded him.

Anyway, he is also a laborer, and he can't be idle, otherwise he won't be able to finish it for a while.

"Qingchen, you said this thing is called a steel wool ball, could it be made of steel wire? Where did you get it? ”

Shen Mochu began to grind potatoes with his hands, and asked while grinding. Really curious.

"Why is there so much nonsense, hurry up and grind the potato skin"

Chu Qingchen was sloppy, she couldn't say that the steel wool ball was a thing of the 21st century.

I can't explain the fact that she has space.

The lady has to listen to her words, and if she doesn't let him ask, she doesn't ask, and grinds the potato skin faster.

With the huge labor force of Shen Mochu joining, soon the two baskets of potato skins were grinded.

Chu Qingchen got up and moved her muscles and bones, grinding potato skin in one position, her waist was a little sore.

The back is also a little stiff.

"Mother, do you have back pain? Mother, sit down, I'll help you beat your back."

Yuanbao watched his mother's movements of twisting her waist and shaking her body, guessed that her mother was sore in her back, and intimately pulled her arm and looked at her.