Reborn Big Brother: Farming Daily Life

Chapter 11
In the kitchen, Shen Qingning took out a bowl full of rabbit meat and wanted to send it to Jiang's old couple. During the days when she was recuperating, Jiang often sent her eggs.

Qingxiu is two years older, and usually follows Li Shi and knows a little about human relationships.

"Qingning, take two more bowls and send some to the aunt and the third aunt?"

Thinking of the sarcastic remarks Xiao Sun said outside the house because of Jiang's gift of eggs to him, Shen Qingning didn't want to share the meat he had worked so hard for with her.

"Huh? We don't even have enough to eat ourselves."

Mrs. Li, who had just entered the kitchen, heard this, "Then eat a few yuan less for each person. We have just separated and live in another yard. Don't allow people to gossip. We will talk about it after a long time."

Shen Qingning slandered, you probably forgot about the fight between you and the third aunt!

She could only watch helplessly as Qingxiu took out two bowls and filled half a bowl with each other and sent them to Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun.

It's finally time to eat!

There is a large soup bowl of roasted rabbit meat on the table, and there are two dishes of roasted eggplant and chili fried beans.

Rabbit meat is tender and chewy. Wild mushrooms soaked in soup are even more delicious than meat. With a big bowl of white rice, the whole family can eat comfortably!
Along with Xiao Miaoer, Mrs. Li ordered broth and bibimbap and asked for it after eating.

This meal was the best they had had since the separation.

It was also this meal that completely ignited Shen Qingning's desire to earn money to live a better life.

I also read a lot of novels when I was studying in my previous life, isn’t it just to make a fortune?

She is a good young man who has been educated in a civilized society, and she has developed a whole body of skills in the last days. Can she be afraid of this?
Then, the idea is always beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

She only knows how to cook some home-cooked dishes, which are not much better than Qingxiu's, and the taste of those people who come here with fat intestines is also very good.

She didn't know about collecting herbs in the mountains, and she had only heard of prescriptions. Her small body couldn't handle hunting in the mountains.

She doesn't know anything about those higher-end rouges!
There is a storage space that can only be used as a warehouse, and the skills that are not bad can't be used because of this small body!
After thinking about it for a long time, Shen Qingning suddenly felt that she was so useless!
The memories of the countryside in her previous life were all from her grandmother's house. Her parents opened a shop to start a small business, and she would go to her grandmother's house for two days every weekend.

Grandma's family has a tofu workshop, and she knows how to do it. Unfortunately, Uncle Li's family sells tofu now, so he has no advantage at all.

She needs to find someone who doesn't have something out of me.

In the tofu workshop of grandma's house, besides tofu, there are also yuba and bean ginseng. Can you try it?

With an idea in her heart, Shen Qingning began to plan. She needed a suitable opportunity.

A few days ago, Shen Dahe started to go to work in the county every day. The odd jobs introduced by Er Zhu did not pay high wages, and the jobs were not available every day, but at least he could earn some money when the fields were not very busy.

All the work in the field was handed over to Mrs. Li. For several days, she went to work in the field before dawn, and only got home after dark.

Fortunately, the whole family was united, and Shen Dahe seized the time to do those tasks that were particularly labor-intensive before or after work.

A few children are also good, Shen Guan fills the water tank at home every day before going out, Shen Qingxiu has already caught them outside the house, so Li Shi doesn't need to worry about everything.

And Shen Qingning helped Qingxiu with the housework while taking care of the baby!
Since she was bitten by a wild boar last time, her task of killing pigweed was cancelled, but the job of raising a baby was more tiring than fighting mutant beasts in her previous life!
Shen Zheng was fine, a three-year-old child could go out on his own, but this little guy, Shen Qingmiao, didn't stop for a moment.

"Miao'er, call me sister."

In exchange, only Shen Qingmiao grabbed her hair and giggled!

Shen Qingning patiently saved her hair and continued to teach her, "Sister."

Xiao Miaoer replied to her, "Hey."

……

Shen Qingning, who was taken advantage of, laughed and scolded, "Xiao Miaoer, little scoundrel, are you ashamed? A one-year-old baby still doesn't know how to call me sister, call me sister."

"Eh."

Qingxiu brought the food into the room, "Miaoer, call me eldest sister."

"Sister, sister."

Qingxiu hugged Miaoer and slapped Hao's face twice, "Eat."

Shen Qingning was so angry that she pinched Xiao Miaoer's face and went out to pick up Shen Zheng, only to find him peeing on ants in the yard!
He took him by the ear and took him to wash his hands, "How many times have I told you that you should avoid people when you pee, are you ashamed?"

"Second sister let go."

The lunch at noon was still sweet potato, miscellaneous grains, bean rice, and the few grains of rice that could be counted made Shen Qingning sigh.

She can't waste any more!

After dinner, Xiao Miao was sent to Mrs. Jiang, and the two sisters went to deliver meals to Mrs. Li in the field, and helped with some work by the way.

When passing by the village, a group of children were crazy there, and among them was Shen Dongbao, "The broom star is out, the broom star is out."

Qingxiu scolded Dongbao and stopped Shen Qingning, who was about to go forward, "Don't pay attention to him, wait for big brother to come back and beat him up."

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Shen Qingning exhaled as if she couldn't hear her. She didn't want to starve Mrs. Li. Qingxiu's rhetoric had been used for 800 years, but she had never seen Shen Guan beat Dongbao.

Mrs. Li was weeding in the field today, and while she was eating, she stopped her two daughters from helping, "Only this little land will be done, I don't need you."

The two of them naturally wouldn't stop, "I've done all the work at home, and it's fine to go back."

The child's thoughtfulness made Li, who was so tired these days, feel like drinking sweet water, suffering and tiredness are nothing.

Shen Qingning thought about her plan, "Mother, are you still going to the field tomorrow?"

"I don't need to plant the ground tomorrow, and now I can plant some seeds when it rains."

"Then let's eat tofu tomorrow?"

"Tofu? Do you want tofu?"

"Well, when the Chinese New Year is approaching every year, the tofu made by my mother are the best, better than the ones made by my uncle's family."

"Your brother-in-law's tofu is sold out. If you make it tender, you can get more tofu. We use it to make moldy tofu at home, so it's naturally older."

Shen Qingxiu also echoed, "I also think fried tofu tastes better, but it's a pity that the village is too small, otherwise my mother can make some tofu and sell it."

"Silly girl, making tofu is hard work. Dongshui Village is so big, how can there be two tofu sellers?"

Mrs. Li learned the skill of making tofu at her natal family, and originally thought that she would be able to make a living if she married in the future, but who knew she would marry Shen Dahe from the same village.

There are also several tofu sellers in the county seat. Dongshui Village is not too far away from the county seat. Many people need to go to the county seat to go back and forth for an hour to buy things.

How can there be any profit if there are many people who make tofu? My uncle’s family is also passed down from the grandfather’s generation. The family will only make a living by farming and selling tofu.

　Xu Guangqi's "Thirteen Wins of Sweet Potatoes" in the Ming Dynasty said that one mu of sweet potatoes harvested tens of stones.Shen Kuo's Mengxi Bitan said that one stone is 92.5 catties.Now it is about 120 catties.In ancient times, it was definitely not as high as today's high yield. In the book, the yield of sweet potatoes per mu is 1200 catties as the standard.

　　
　
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