Chapter 28: You are our Dinghai Divine Needle

The two went all the way back to the village, and when they were almost at the entrance of the village, they quietly put the things in the space back into the basket.

The sudden weight almost made Wen Yao fall and eat.

I knew I would take it out when I got home.

However, this is also done in order not to arouse suspicion, after all, most of the people in the village are here at this time, and if you don't carry something back, if you do something for a while, it will be easy to make people suspicious.

The deeds of Wen Yao's battle against the Li family are still vivid, and the brothers and sisters will return to the village with a basket that is not light at first glance, even if everyone is curious about what is in the basket, but no one has gone up to make trouble for themselves at this time.

The girl of the Wen family, who usually follows her mother without saying a word, but now that her mother is gone, she has become a dominatrix, and she can't be provoked.

Back at home, Wen Jun changed his shoes, which were made for them when the Liu family was still there, and thanks to the fact that these things were not valuable, otherwise they would all have to be sold by their former father.

"You really don't need my help?" Wen Jun looked at the things in the kitchen, and they all had a headache for Wen Yao.

Cooking is a real hassle, more trouble than holding a scalpel.

Wen Yao waved her hand without raising her head: "No, no, I can do it myself, brother, you slow down on the road." ”

Seeing that she really didn't need to help herself, Wen Jun didn't force it, and let her take care of her home and leave.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Wen Yao finished counting her things and dodged into the space.

The tablet on the warehouse automatically lit up, Wen Yao looked at his rare dozens of achievement points, and decisively gave up the snacks that made him hungry, and bought the spices he needed.

To make lo-mei, the most important thing is the recipe of this lo-mei, the taste will be different if you have more or less.

Wen Yao has her own set of formula ratios, and in order to accurately proportion, she also bought an electronic gram scale at a high price, and if she uses it secretly anyway, she will not be discovered.

Weigh the good things, put them in a casserole, add water and start cooking.

Just after cooking, he heard the sound of the door being opened, Wen Yao hurriedly checked if there was anything in the kitchen that did not belong to this era, and only after making sure that there were no more did he run to the door of the kitchen, and saw Luo Che leading the big head into the door.

Seeing her at home, the big head ran over directly, and looked into the kitchen curiously, and saw the big pig's head on the table, the little guy shrank behind Wen Yao in fright, but couldn't help but poke his head out curiously to peek.

"Milk, why are you here?" Wen Yao shouted at Luo and asked.

Roche looked at the courtyard of their house, except that the kitchen was a little simpler, but it looked more like a home than before.

"Someone said that I saw you and Wenjun coming back, and it happened that the big head wanted to go home, so I sent him over and came to see it by the way." Roche seemed to be very satisfied with the current state of their family, and the tone of his voice was much better.

Wen Yao sighed, and quickly opened the kitchen door: "Milk, you come in and sit, I'm busy getting things, you can sit and rest for a while." ”

"What are you doing? What does it smell like? Roche sniffed and went into the kitchen.

The braised soup in the casserole began to smell, and Roche smelled the strange taste, saying that it was fragrant, it was a little fragrant, but it was a little strange.

I saw a sand irrigation on the small stove hole on the stove, and the smell was wafting out of the sand irrigation, but what surprised Luo the most was the big pig's head on the table.

"What are you doing here?" Luo was full of surprise, and as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wen Yao take out a string of pig intestines from the bucket next to him.

Roche hated that iron could not be made of steel: "Do you have a lot of money and no place to spend it?" If you buy this thing and come back, even if you want to eat meat, can't you buy some good meat? Buy stuff that no one wants. ”

When she looked at the bucket, there was still one.

"And buy so much."

Hearing Luo's voice change, Wen Yao hurriedly threw the pig's large intestine into the basin next to him, and explained: "Milk, don't worry, it's useful for me to buy it back, I didn't research a new food, and I want to make it for my father to sell on the stall." ”

Roche frowned: "No matter how you wash this thing, it smells, even if you make it, no one will buy it, what are you doing it for?" ”

Wen Yao smiled: "Then you just wait and see, I guarantee that the delicious tongue will be swallowed." ”

Roche couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You just toss hard." ”

said disgusting words on his lips, but he honestly picked up the basin that Wen Yao put next to him.

"Tell me, how to get it."

Wen Yao looked at the little old lady with a smile, and shouted with a smile Grandma, you are so good.

When he saw Wen Yao using flour and vinegar to wash these stinky things, Roche almost fell into a basin and died.

But he scolded and scolded, but he still helped Wen Yao clean up.

The pig's head, after being watched by the big head, also became meat on the board.

As time passed, the braised soup in the casserole also exuded a fragrance, and Wen Yao and the old lady also prepared everything.

"That's it, it doesn't stink when it's cooked?" Luo Zhi looked curiously at Wen Yao and asked as he put things into the braised soup.

Wen Yao closed the lid and nodded: "Milk, just wait." ”

Roche snorted in disgust: "Hmph, I want to see what you can toss." ”

After adding firewood, Wen Yao grabbed Luo's arm: "Milk, take you to see my vegetable patch." ”

Speaking of this, Luo Zhi remembered, she looked Wen Yao up and down, and suddenly asked: "In the past, your mother couldn't even tell whether the radish grew on the ground or in the soil, can you grow vegetables?" Don't spoil my vegetable seeds. ”

The corners of Wen Yao's mouth twitched, she is a second-generation farmer, besides, she can't still have their old Wen.

"Isn't there still grandma, you are our Dinghaishen needle, with you, everything will be fine." Wen Yao tried hard to pat the old lady's ass.

"Just what your mouth will say, what is this Dinghaishen Needle?" Luo asked as he and Wen Yao walked towards the backyard.

As for the big head, I saw a lot of vegetable fields at my grandmother's house, how could there be the smell of meat on the stove, so I moved a small bench and stood next to the stove and didn't move.

Wen Yao laughed: "Dinghai Divine Needle, it is a treasure in the book, if you put it in the sea, the sea will not be able to turn over the wind and waves, and no one in our family can turn over the palm of your hand, you are not the Dinghai Divine Needle." ”

Roche was very satisfied with this explanation, pulled his hair and said proudly: "Of course, if I hadn't taken care of it, I wouldn't have known what the chaos would have been." ”

"Yes, yes, thanks to you."

Wen Yao's hippie smiling face did not bore the Luo family, compared to the one who was taught by the Liu family in the past to be obedient and silent, or the current Wen Yao is more likable.