Portable Space: Traveling through Nongmen

Chapter 62 Like a Child

[Hehehe, if you don't mind the host, I can also charge for it!Ten points for a purification! 】

"Forget it, you are more expensive than the electricity bills charged by other people's purifiers. People use it all day long for a month, and it only costs a few dozen yuan at most. You will cost me ten taels of silver for one use, which is not as good as gold." Expensive, do you want wool~”

Just listening to the way the system spoke, Shen Yingshu felt as if she saw a small child puffing out her cheeks angrily.

The heart of the system is really too much like a child of a few years old.

[Although this format is a bit more expensive, I am worth the money.That, that, let me make it cheaper, one point at a time, okay?If not, how about one point for ten times?a hundred times?two hundred times?Five hundred times? 】The system was talking by itself, and suddenly lost its nature, 【Forget it, it’s still free~ It’s too troublesome to charge one point for hundreds of times. 】

"If this is the case earlier, then this space will be handed over to you in the future!"

After making this decision, Shen Yingshu happily went to harvest the flowers.

After harvesting the flowers in the field, she still needs to plant seeds. After all, making cosmetics, essential oils, hydrosols, etc. are all useless flowers.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Shen Yingshu went to Grandma Song's house immediately.

She will go to the town to sell it tomorrow, and now the tofu is ready in the morning. The tofu will not be fresh until tomorrow, and the taste is naturally not as good as the new one.

In addition, she still has a lot of things to do in the morning, the plants in the vegetable garden need to be watered, and the clothes she changed yesterday need to be washed...

After estimating and estimating, Shen Yingshu finally made a silent decision to grind beans in the afternoon, at worst, get up early tomorrow morning, and go to the town to sell them.

If the selling effect is good, just buy a stone mill and take it home. Anyway, this thing is not very expensive, and you can buy one for dozens or hundreds of copper plates.

The bean sprouts that were covered with gauze and put aside before had almost grown. Every day, Shen Yingshu took out the bean sprouts and washed them with water two or three times, so that the bean sprouts would grow better.

Shen Yingshu looked at the bean sprouts in the pot, the sprouts were almost grown and ready to eat.

When you come back in the evening, you can use some bean sprouts with lean pork to fry a meal of bean sprouts fried pork, it must taste good.

Just thinking about it, Shen Yingshu's saliva almost flowed down.

In the afternoon, wake up after taking a nap, wake up Bao'er, and the two of them wash their faces, and the time is almost up.

Shen Yingshu picked out all the soaked soybeans that had impurities and could not be used.

This time, after soaking two catties of beans, Shen Yingshu chose to carry a bamboo basket.

Put the wooden basin with beans in the bamboo basket. It's just right, and it's easier to carry it on your back than to hold it all the time.

Thinking of the news about Grandma Song's wind and cold, Shen Yingshu cut some pork and put it in the back basket.

The pork I bought in the town before is almost enough, although I and Bao'er don't have much appetite, and I don't eat much in each meal.

But cut a little at a time, cut a little at a time, and don't eat much each time.

Ten catties of lean meat probably eat two or three catties.

There was still a lot left, so Shen Yingshu cut about three catties of pork and put it in a basket for Grandma Song to take over.

At Grandma Song's house, because Song Qingsheng is a hunter, he should be able to eat meat often, but most of the food he eats is game, what kind of pheasant, hare and so on.

Pork should be rarely eaten.

"Bao'er, let's go, I'm going to Grandma Song's house."

While Shen Yingshu carefully carried the basket on her back, she called Bao'er who was playing in the yard.

"Okay." Hearing Shen Yingshu's words, Bao'er immediately stopped playing, and ran to the yard sensiblely to open the door.

"Bao'er is awesome." Shen Yingshu also praised without hesitation.

After bolting and locking the door, Shen Yingshu took Bao'er's hand and walked towards Grandma Song's house.

Every time she passed this section of the road, Shen Yingshu was extremely fortunate. Fortunately, when the original owner chose a house, he chose a mountain forest, and there were straight and green poplar trees everywhere.

It is the end of summer now, and the leaves are still very green and lush, and you will not feel hot when you walk all the way under the tree.

I don't know if Grandma Song's illness is cured or not, anyway, it was Song Qingsheng who opened the door this time.

When Song Qingsheng saw that the person who came was Shen Yingshu, a look of joy flashed unconsciously in his eyes, and he stepped aside to let Shen Yingshu and Bao'er come in.

"Brother Qingsheng, I still want to borrow your stone mill this time." Shen Yingshu didn't beat around the bush.

"Okay." Song Qingsheng nodded.

Shen Yingshu nodded, just about to take off the basket on her back and take out the pork inside.

Song Qingsheng took the initiative to go over to help Shen Yingshu take off the back basket on his back, but he didn't think about it at this moment. In his opinion, it's all right for a brother to help his sister with something.

Suddenly feeling lighter, Shen Yingshu was a little embarrassed when she looked up and found that it was Song Qingsheng, but seeing Song Qingsheng's actions were so natural, she didn't have the nerve to say anything.

"Brother Qingsheng, how is Grandma Song's health? Is it better?"

Shen Yingshu covered up the strangeness on her face, and asked about Grandma Song's current situation.

"Grandma's health is much better. She no longer has a fever these days. It is estimated that she will recover after a few more days."

Song Qingsheng replied, and then he took the initiative to take the back basket from Shen Yingshu's hand, "Grandma is staying in the house, and she hasn't rested right now. If you want to go and see him, go and see him. This little bean, I'll just grind it for you."

"No need," Shen Yingshu replied subconsciously, and smiled coyly, "Just these beans, I can come by myself, brother Qingsheng, just go and do your work?"

"I don't have anything to be busy with. I've finished all the work at home." Song Qingsheng shook his head, and he seemed to understand that Shen Yingshu was unfamiliar with him, "If you call me brother, then I will be your brother, and I will help you with the work. It should be, you don't have to be too polite."

"Then... well then, thank you Brother Qingsheng."

Song Qingsheng talked about this part, if he refused again, it would be too alienated, Shen Yingshu later agreed.

Then she thought about the pork in the back basket, "I brought a few catties of pork here, I want Grandma Song to nourish her body. Brother Qingsheng, remember to put it away."

"Pork?" Song Qingsheng removed the wooden basin on the top of the back basket, revealing the pork inside.

It was quite a big piece, and Song Qingsheng had sharp eyes from hunting all the year round. Looking at it at a glance, he estimated that this piece of pork weighed about three catties.

He returned the back basket with the pork to Shen Yingshu, and he only used one hand to hold the wooden basin containing the beans.

(End of this chapter)