The muntjac skin Qin Mianmian who got back last time is still there, cleaned and scraped on oiled paper and dried, and after rough production, he is not afraid that it will be moldy and smelly.

There is nothing to keep warm these days, and the fur of these animals can keep out the cold in winter.

Moreover, she saw that the fur of this tanuki was still very good. I don't know much about this, but even if I can't sell it at a good price, it's good to keep it for my own use.

After processing the fur, Fu Chen was still reluctant to throw away the rabbit meat, so he boiled oil and made it again.

When it was ready, it was almost time, so she listened to Qin Mianmian's suggestion, made a basin of well water, soaked the earthen bowl containing rabbit meat in it, and covered it with a wooden pot lid.

The rain poured down all night, and when I woke up the next day, it was already muddy outside.

And this rain also means that it will fall heavier and heavier, and the raindrops can splash all the way to the stone mill.

With such heavy rain, there is nothing to cover the stone mill, and there is no way to grind tofu at this time.

Even if it is grinded out, the road from here to the town is not easy to walk, and it is very easy to slip with tofu on your back.

"Mother, why don't you grind tofu today." Qin Mianmian looked at the heavy rain and directly decided to let Fu Chen rest for a day.

"Then what's the matter, these beans are all soaked, wouldn't it be a waste if they don't grind them out." Fu Chen's distress is not good.

Food is already rare these days, and besides, this bean is still bought with money, and if it is wasted, it will be lost alive.

"It's okay mother, I can't lose this bean. Isn't there that bamboo sieve at home, find a piece of old cotton linen cloth, and let's make something else to eat. ”

After speaking, she went to Zhang Luo to get something, and after a while, she found all the bamboo sieves that could be used at home.

There are five or six of them, big and small.

"Mianmian, what are you doing with so many bamboo sieves?" Fu Chen, who had just found the old cotton linen, looked at these bamboo sieves and asked puzzledly.

"Mother is right, isn't it a pity that this bean is poured, so we make it into bean sprouts."

Qin Mianmian raised her eyebrows, and then began to cut the old cotton and linen cloth, and spread them separately in a bamboo sieve.

Then scoop up the soaked beans with a colander and spread them evenly on the bamboo sieve.

"Mianmian, I also planted this bean sprout, but you didn't make it like this.

This thing doesn't have to be put in soil or sand to grow, and if you spread it in a bamboo sieve, it won't spoil. ”

Fu Chen asked uncomfortably while helping.

She had learned to get this bean sprout before, but because there were too few sprouts and too many beans were lost, she felt distressed and simply stopped getting it.

"This method doesn't use soil, as long as you don't see the light, it's okay." Qin Mianmian raised her eyebrows and said with a smile.

"What about these peanuts, what about peanuts." Fu Chen stared at the big bowl of peanuts and was very distressed.

Qin Mianmian took the bowl of peanuts unhurriedly and looked at it: "There are two ways, either make peanut sprouts, or make them directly and eat them." ”

Anyway, this thing won't be thrown away, let alone Fu Chen's family, even if she loses it, she herself is just as distressed.

Fu Chen was not very worried about this method of making bean sprouts, so he still chose to eat the peanuts.

Qin Mianmian didn't say anything, only stacked the bamboo sieves one by one.

Each layer was covered with a moist cotton linen cloth, and a thick layer of grass was placed on top of it.

Not only that, but she also firmly surrounded the bamboo sieve with a layer of grass, as if the beans could not see any light.

"In this way, will it work?" Fu Chen was even more stunned.

"Capable mother, don't worry." Qin Mianmian raised her eyebrows, quite proud.

She is really confident in this, and she is not an ability that she only learned by relying on the golden finger of the merit system, of course, she is a little proud.

Don't ask her why, just because she loved surfing the Internet when she had nothing to do in her previous life, which was one of the few crafts she learned.

This bean sprout does not need to see the soil, just sprinkle water, but the premise is that you can't see the light.

Fu Chen was not at ease, and glanced over there again and again, Qin Mianmian had to remind her again and again that she must not pull the withered grass that covered the bamboo sieve.

Fu Chen's had a match or not, and here he began to prepare breakfast with Qin Mianmian.

Yesterday at noon, I ate dumplings, and today I have rabbit meat made yesterday, but I can eat something simple.

Fu Chen's meaning is to make noodles, but Qin Mianmian wants to cook a few cakes and cook a simple soup.

There is nothing else to cook soup at home, so I can only take eggs out to make egg drop soup.

There are also two eggs in the fluffy and fluffy cake, which are baked with meat oil, and the rabbit meat made by Fu Chen in the middle of the night tastes extra fragrant.

Since Qin Mianmian entered the door, this Fu family has not had a bad meal.

Rao is like this, Fangfang couldn't help but exclaim when she ate the cake.

"Mother, this cake is delicious." She took a big bite, as if she was afraid that others would not believe her.

Seeing that the child was so happy, Fu Chen also swept away the haze of not being able to sell tofu, and followed suit.

"If it's delicious, let's eat more and drink some soup, the meal that your sister-in-law taught us to do this is weird."

While saying, she scooped the soup for Fu Tianjiacai, and at the same time beckoned Qin Mianmian to eat more.

This rain is a whole day, it's not easy to walk outside, and no one wants to go out.

finally got idle, Qin Mianmian still felt weird and bored.

She's bored, and so is Fu Chen. So I took out a few pieces of cloth from the wooden cabinet and planned to sew a few insoles to use.

Qin Mianmian hadn't seen how this insole was sewn with her own eyes, so she also moved a chair and sat next to it to watch.

"This insole is so densely sewn out, densely packed with needlework?" She was stunned when she saw Fu Chen's sewing.

It's not that the ancients were very good at embroidery, how to pay Chen to make an insole so simple and rude.

"If you don't do that, then how should you do it?" Fu Chen didn't understand again.

"Isn't it possible to embroider beautiful flowers?" Qin Mianmian didn't understand either.

Fu Chen's music: "The one you said is the work of the embroiderer, I know a little, but the embroidery is not good."

And embroidering like that is very slow, do something simple who has time to embroider slowly a little bit. ”

What she said made Qin Mianmian suddenly realize that it was her cognitive error.

Also, these days, the poor people can't eat enough, who has time to study how to embroider beautiful flowers.

Moreover, a child like Fangfang, no one can usually take care of her, and it is already great to simply teach some needlework, where can I learn exquisite embroidery.

"But if there's a simple way to embroider that looks good, can we try it?" Qin Mianmian pursed her lips and thought for a moment, reached out and took an insole and smiled.

"How to embroider, I can't embroider delicate flowers." Fu Chen smiled bitterly: "I also learned it when I was a child, but I really didn't learn this job well." ”

"This doesn't need to be embroidered, mother, your craftsmanship is completely enough." After saying this, Qin Mianmian dropped the insoles in his hand and walked towards the kitchen.