NOVEL NEXT Chapter 7 Soy Milk Set
The newly upgraded mall allowed the purchase of potatoes. After Shui Xi returned home, she spent 40 Wen to buy 10 kilograms of potatoes and store them in the space.
Auntie Chen took the whole chicken that Shu Xi bought and said, "Ah Shu, if the roasted sweet potatoes are sold out today, will they be gone?"
In the past two days, Mao Xi took advantage of the rain to pick a lot of wild mushrooms and sell them for some money, but this was only temporary. The harvest in the fields was not good, and there were many people in the family, so they would still run out of food in a few days.
"Auntie, there is still a bag in the warehouse, and I planted sweet potatoes in the ground today. I can sell them again when the harvest is harvested."
"Warehouse? I haven't seen it before?"
"Auntie, don't worry. If you sell it a few times, the sweet potatoes in our field will be ripe. Let's use the wild ginseng in the morning to stew the soup. The doctor said you can replenish your body by drinking the stew."
Mrs. Chen was still reluctant to give up: "Why don't you take the wild ginseng to a drug store or market and sell it!"
In the Huai Kingdom, ginseng was still a scarce supplement, and only high-ranking officials could afford it.
Without continuing to argue with A Niang, Mao Xi took the whole ginseng, washed it, and put it into the pot with the old hen to stew.
dinner's ready!
The chicken soup came out of the pot and was so fragrant that everyone except Mu Zhiyuan was so greedy that they swallowed their saliva.
A few days ago, I was eating bran vegetables, but today I have meat.
Mao Xi first made a bowl of chicken soup for her mother-in-law, and then gave Xiaodouzi and Mu Zhiyuan a chicken drumstick each.
"Brother Muyuan, Xiaodouzi, you guys worked hard going up the mountain today."
Mu Zhiyuan drank ginseng chicken soup when he was in Beidu, and it was not uncommon for him.
But today's chicken soup seems to have a different taste.
"Well, I feel like there is still a missing flavor. It would taste better if I added some dried longan." Mao Xi poured the ginseng into grandma's bowl: "Mom, please eat the ginseng too to replenish your vitality."
In the afternoon, Mao Xi selected some small potatoes and went to his field with Mu Zhiyuan.
"Ah Shu, what are you going to plant?"
"Potato!"
"What are potatoes?" Mu Zhiyuan has never seen how many crops there are in the Maoxi family's warehouse.
"I dug wild taro from the mountain." Shu Xi lied, "I don't know if it can be planted successfully. If it is possible, everyone in our village can grow sweet potatoes and potatoes, and we won't be afraid of poor rice harvests." Food rations are cut off.”
Mu Zhiyuan followed Mao Xi's example, planting potatoes in the field, lightly spreading some sand over them, and waiting for them to sprout.
After watering, Mao Xi came down from the field and headed towards the back mountain.
"Brother Mu, you know martial arts, can I ask you a favor?" Shui Xi looked thoughtfully at the bamboo forest.
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At midnight in the evening, the second uncle came to Mao Xi's house in the dark as promised, leading a cow by his side.
"Ah Shu, I brought you your cow." Liu Yongde came in the dark. Most of the neighbors who were working at this time were already asleep.
"Mommy, our buffalo has been found!" Xiaodouzi called innocently, holding the cow's head happily.
Only adults know why...
"Uncle, please help me lead him back to the shed." Ah Shu said to Mu Zhiyuan, who was pretending to be a relative.
Mu Zhiyuan took the cattle from Liu Yongde's hand and walked to the backyard.
The second uncle was still standing at the door of Ah Shu's house, unwilling to step in.
"Ah Shao, I brought the cow here as promised, and you have to keep your word."
Mao Xi walked into the back room with a smile, took out the scissors used by cousin Yuying to make female beauties, and handed them to her second uncle.
"Second uncle, I do what I say."
Liu Yongde took the scissors and looked at them, then turned and went home.
"Sister, the soy milk you cooked is going to overflow..." Xiaodouzi shouted from behind.
Mao Xi returned to the kitchen, and after dinner she started grinding soybeans.
She filtered the cooked soy milk twice through gauze and poured it into a bowl for everyone to try.
"Brother Mu, is the cup made of bamboo tube ready?"
Muyuan used bamboo from the back mountain to make more than 10 bamboo cups, and smoothed the rims with river stones.
"It's ready, just put it in water and boil it."
Mu Zhiyuan didn't know what the bamboo cup was for, but he had seen Mao Xi's whimsical ideas and would accompany her to the market tomorrow.
Mrs. Chen organized the carts in the warehouse and set up two simple stoves on the carts.
Before going to bed, Mao Xi soaked the soybeans in water in advance.
At night, Mu Zhiyuan tossed and turned in Brother Tiezhu's room. Today at Tianqiao, Mao Xi said that potatoes and sweet potatoes would be promoted in Liujiacun. If it was true, it might not be a bad idea.
At four o'clock the next day, Mao Xi got up to grind soy milk and roast sweet potatoes.
Mu Zhiyuan helped grind the beans, Mao Xi added water, and Xiaodouzi skillfully roasted the sweet potatoes.
Mrs. Chen got up early to cook. After sending them out, she took Ajiao to the fields.
The smoke from the kitchen is curling up, and the farmers are busy working on the landscape.
Grandma's body seems to have recovered a lot.
As soon as Mao Xi's cart stopped by the Guanyun Bridge, two guys walking next door came up to her.
"Little Miss Ami, there are roasted sweet potatoes today, and we haven't even had breakfast yet!"
"Yes! There is still soy milk today!" With the help of Mu Zhiyuan (Muyuan), she carried a pot of soy milk cooked at home to the stove.
"Brother Muyuan, you've had a hard day today." Shu Xi said as he put the roasted sweet potatoes on another stove.
When the soy milk was warm again, she took a spoonful from the pot and put it into a bamboo cup.
"A cup of soy milk is 3 cents, and a roasted sweet potato is 3 cents. Today we launch [soy milk set]: buy soy milk and roasted sweet potatoes together for only 5 cents."
After thinking about it for a while, the soy milk meal seemed more appealing.
The two boys each bought one and stood by the stall, drinking soy milk and eating roasted sweet potatoes.
Mu Zhiyuan also got the news he wanted from the chat with his brother.