Cheng Qingwan nodded and responded.

Then, the boy took Azhu and walked briskly towards the entrance of the village.

Watching Yuanqi's figure walk away, he turned his head to the person beside him: "Aunt Liu, Qiaoqiao, you stay at my house for the past two days and be a companion with my aunt." ”

Aunt Liu also heard some just now, so she nodded and responded.

This meal, everyone eats absent-mindedly.

After the meal, Cheng Qingwan rummaged everywhere for fabrics.

"Wanwan, what are you looking for?"

Cheng Hua'er has been trying to talk to her since she was having dinner, but seeing that she was absent-minded, she didn't speak.

"I'm looking for fabrics to see if I can sew some masks, just things that cover my mouth and nose."

Cheng Hua'er heard this, opened the dowry box, took the fabric and handed it to her daughter.

Cheng Qingwan looked at this fine fabric and was stunned for a moment, although she didn't know the price of this fabric, she knew that it was very precious at a glance.

"This is the best Shu brocade, I saw the nobles from the capital pass through when I was a child." Widow Liu touched the fabric, and her eyes couldn't resist the envy.

"Auntie, this is your dowry, put it back quickly, you don't need it to be so precious." Cheng Qingwan hurriedly said, "You can also find two old clothes." ”

Cheng Hua'er nodded when she heard this, put it back, turned around and walked to the cabinet, rummaging for fabrics.

Half-ringing, Cheng Qingwan was tired and sat on the chair to rest for a while.

"Congratulations, complete the task and buy five fields by November. Reward 1000 points to unlock seeds eggplant, mango. You now have 2121 points. ”

The voice of the system suddenly sounded, which startled Cheng Qingwan again.

After a few seconds, she suddenly sat up straight and asked in her mind, "Xiaoxiao, are there any masks in the mall?" ”

"Yes, one point ten."

"It's not expensive." Cheng Qingwan muttered, "Bring me a hundred." ”

As soon as the words fell, a whole box of masks appeared in her hand.

"You have 2111 points left."

Cheng Qingwan nodded, took the mask, and stopped the three people who were still looking for fabrics.

"Auntie, don't look for it, I found this."

The three of them gathered around, looking at this thing with a bewildered expression.

Cheng Qingwan had no choice but to explain to them how to use this thing and what its effects were.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that everyone fell asleep, and this night, they slept very soundly.

The next day, Cheng Qingwan took the mask and delivered it to Yuanqi.

"You ask everyone who guards the entrance of the village to bring it, and one less infected person is one."

Yuan Qi looked at the things in his hand tiredly, and nodded: "Thank you, Miss Cheng." ”

Cheng Qingwan looked at his bloodshot eyes and dark circles, and asked softly, "You didn't sleep last night?" ”

Yuan Qi nodded his head: "There are not enough people, and they also need to rest, so I will go up." ”

Cheng Qingwan looked at the burnt dishes on the side, and her face was full of question marks.

"I don't have a maid by my side, and Azhu cooks on weekdays. In the past few days, he has no skills, so I can only come by myself. ”

"If you hadn't sent Ling'er away in such a hurry, it would have come in handy now." Cheng Qingwan muttered.

The two didn't say a few words, and Yuan Qi was called away.

Cheng Qingwan looked at the 34 refugees, men, women, and children, curled up in the corners, and some were sleeping on the ground under the shed.

She sighed, walked to Ah Zhu's side not far away, and said, "Tell your family, don't cook at noon, I'll make it and send it over." ”

"Huh? Have you ever tasted the wheat rice that our adults cooked? ”

"Why bother to taste it, you can count it when you look at it." Cheng Qingwan sighed softly: "If this continues, these refugees will probably think that you are deliberately forcing them away." ”

Ah Zhu smiled helplessly: "Adults are good at everything, but cooking skills are difficult to describe." ”

Cheng Qingwan looked at the abnormal flush on his face, and asked, "You, do you have a fever?" ”

Ah Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "There is a low-grade fever, it's not a big deal." ”

Cheng Qingwan opened her mouth, looked at the tired faces of the attendants guarding the entrance of the village, didn't say anything, turned around and went home.

Washed my hands and washed my face.

Go into the cellar and lead out with big bags of corn and kernels.

She washes the corn and puts the kernels in a pot to boil.

Then, he sat at the door and peeled out the corn one by one.

"Wanwan, do you have to peel these out?" Song Qiaoqiao came over and looked at a whole bag of corn and asked.

Cheng Qingwan nodded: "Put the corn kernels in the porridge, and we will send them to the village entrance later." ”

"Isn't the food for the refugees in charge of the Yuan-sama?"

Cheng Qingwan wanted to save his face, but when she thought of the black, burnt wheat rice, she couldn't help it.

"Master Yuan is cooking, and he is simply wasting food."

Song Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, struggled to imagine this wheat rice, and finally gave up.

Cheng Hua'er and Widow Liu also walked out, and after hearing the reason, the two glanced at each other.

Cheng Hua'er opened his mouth and said: "You are a hard-mouthed person, so we are not allowed to eat, you do it yourself." ”

"There are people from Yuanqi at the entrance of the village, it will be fine, and there is no adult man in our family to stop it." Cheng Qingwan said half-coquettishly: "Otherwise, A-Niang will go and find me a stepfather." ”

When Cheng Hua'er heard this, she was immediately ashamed and annoyed, and pretended to beat her with a broom.

The mother and daughter quarreled for a while, and then hurried to get down to business.

The four of them were added, and Cheng Qingwan walked to the kitchen, kneaded out the flour, and steamed dozens of steamed buns.

Cheng Hua'er helped to light the fire on the side and helped knead the steamed buns.

Finally, near noon, Cheng Qingwan and Song Qiaoqiao finally led a large bucket containing wheat porridge and a small bucket containing steamed buns to the entrance of the village.

Yuan Qi immediately took the food from their hands and distributed it to the refugees and attendants.

Originally, when Ah Zhu told him, he thought it was a joke.

Cheng Qingwan took a small bowl and went to Ah Zhu's side: "This is the ear picking grass that my aunt boiled for you, saying that it can reduce fever." ”

"Thank you, girl."

Cheng Qingwan watched him finish drinking, and then took the bowl to find Song Qiaoqiao.

When he turned his head, he didn't expect to meet Shang Yuanqi's eyes.

She walked over and saw him eating the porridge she had cooked, and said with a smile, "My porridge is better than the wheat rice you cooked." ”

"Nature."

"Why don't you eat a steamed bun?" Cheng Qingwan bent down, took a steamed bun and handed it to him.

Yuan Qi took it, took a bite, thanked him, and didn't speak again.

Cheng Qingwan could see that he was very tired, and she didn't look for anything more.

"Miss Cheng, your steamed buns are really delicious, you can come and bring us food in the evening." To tell you the truth, we ate the adults' wheat rice for two days, but we were all going crazy. ”

An attendant bit a steamed bun and came over to say.

Cheng Qingwan nodded and said with a smile: "I'll make you some wheat rice in the evening." ”

"In a moment, I'll deliver the wagon and ingredients to your house." Yuan Qi lowered his eyes and looked at the girl who was less than his shoulder.

"Okay."