After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

"And." Qi Xianguan didn't know Liu Ji's inner activities at this time, so he continued to say disdainfully:
"Since he knows where the teacher is now, he can find out with a little more carefulness that we are still staying at your house temporarily. If he really pays his sincere visit, he will wait until we build the guest house before posting."

Liu Ji nodded, he understood!
"Senior brother means that the person who sent the greeting card has evil intentions towards the teacher, and his purpose is not simple. We will never see such people, right?"

Qi Xianguan hissed, saying he was right, but he always felt that something was wrong.

Say he is wrong, that seems to be what he means.

The young boy choked for a moment, and was actually asked.

Gong Liangxiao tilted his head, hiding the corners of his mouth that curled up uncontrollably. As expected, it was more interesting for the three of them to be together.

"dinner's ready!"

Qin Yao's voice came from the courtyard. The three masters and apprentices who had occupied the main room all day stopped in a hurry. Liu Ji called Shitou, and they returned the table to the children's room together.

The four Dalang brothers and sisters, who had been practicing calligraphy on the low table for a while, immediately moved their positions happily.

"Come out to eat. Let's practice after eating." Qin Yao carried the dining table and waited outside the window, then moved the dining table to its rightful place.

Yesterday, the maids prepared the meal, but after being disliked by Gongliang Liao, Awang was the chef today.

Although they live in the countryside and lack supplies, this does not affect the living standards of Gong Liangliao and Qi Xianguan.

The guard goes to the city every two days for a large purchase, including pastries, preserved fruits and various other local snacks.

I also bought a bucket of fresh field fish back. It was not big, about three fingers wide. After being cleaned by Awang, it was fried in a hot oil pan until golden brown. Then all seven or eight fish were poured into the hot boiling water. Sprinkle in the onions, ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell, cover the pot and stew into a pot of golden and milky fish soup hot pot.

As soon as the lid was opened, everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but swallow.

Take a large bowl of sauerkraut from Zhang's pickle jar, run it through clean water to remove the foam from fermentation, cut it into strips and put it in the pot. Finally, you don't need to add any seasoning, just sprinkle with appropriate salt.

Qin Yao brought the pot to the table together with a bracket built with three bricks to place the pot firmly.

It's a pity that no one in the village makes tofu. Otherwise, if the tofu is put down, wouldn't it be so delicious?

The rice field pickled fish is the main dish, supplemented by a bowl of leek and eggs, spicy stir-fried diced pork, and loofah meat slices soup. It is large and flavorful, and does not require exquisite presentation. Instead, this earth-colored earthenware bowl and pot are more Appears authentic.

Gong Liangxiao took a sip of the aroma of the vegetables, and a scene of a farmer standing on the edge of the field, holding a bamboo cover and bending down to catch fish, appeared in front of his eyes.

Liu Ji filled a bowl of fish soup for the teacher and served it with both hands, "Teacher, try this fresh field fish. There is no fishy smell at all. The meat is tender and plump, but there are a lot of fish bones. Please be careful."

The maid wanted to help take it, but Gong Liangxiao waved her hand and refused, taking it with her own hands.

Given the circumstances, the situation, and the soup, it is natural to follow the local customs and drink it from a bowl with your own hands to achieve the authentic taste.

The pottery bowl has a thick bottom, so it doesn't feel hot to the touch, and the hot fish soup feels warm and comfortable in the palm of your hand.

Gong Liangxiao blew a bit to cool down the soup on the edge of the bowl. He picked up the bowl and drank directly without using a spoon.

When I took a mouthful of fish soup, the rich and full soup quickly melted between my lips and teeth. I swallowed it naturally and couldn't help but take another sip to savor it.

“Fresh, sweet and fragrant!”

Although there are only three simple words, coming from the mouth of a great scholar, it is the highest praise for this soup.

No matter how many delicacies he has eaten, Gong Liangxiao cannot compare to the delicious taste of today's rice, fish and pickled cabbage soup.

Seeing that everyone was still waiting and not using their chopsticks, Gong Liangxiao hurriedly raised his hand, "You guys should try it quickly. It's up to the guests to do as they please. How can we let the host wait for the guests? Don't be too particular. We do as the Romans do and follow the local villagers like you." , you eat and use it as you please, we eat and use it as you please, that would be fun, hahaha!" The fish soup was so delicious that I couldn't help but take another bite.

Qin Yao smiled lightly, nodded to Qi Xianguan, and moved her chopsticks.

When she moved, the children at home moved. She even swallowed her saliva secretly so many times. But because the stepmother taught her the rules at the dinner table, the elders and the younger ones were in order. The elders had to wait for the elders to move their chopsticks first before the younger ones could move. It was a surprise. Endure this time.

While Qi Xianguan drank the delicious fish soup, he thought to himself that the reason why he could stay in this countryside day after day was probably because the people here were very nice.

Although the stones uprooted the vegetables grown by the aunts as flowers, the aunts still taught them how to plant these beautiful vegetables in the yard of the guest house.

The villagers are also very measured and never disturb.Only the children in the village were curious and came to watch a few times, but they never did anything annoying.

By the way, Mrs. Qin's niece gave him a bowl of wild fruits picked from the mountains. They were golden-red in color, about the size of a thumb, with pointed ends. They tasted sweet and sour, and tasted pretty good.

The name is also very interesting. What is his name? Pheasant Chief.

Because Awang's cooking skills were so superb, no one was willing to speak. Everyone finished the meal in silence, with happy smiles on their faces.

Shitou and the maids and schoolboys who were sitting at the small table outside the courtyard also got up very satisfied and took the initiative to help clear the dishes.

A whole pot of rice flower pickled fish was eaten with only one smooth fish bone left, and the remaining three side dishes were also wiped out, leaving only an empty plate.

As the sun sets in the west, the sunset glows with a rare gray-purple color. Farmers who know how to identify celestial phenomena can predict whether the weather will be cloudy or sunny tomorrow from this celestial phenomenon.

"It will be cloudy tomorrow and the temperature may drop." Qin Yao reminded the two distinguished guests to be careful not to catch a cold by covering themselves up at night.

Since Gong Liangliao said that he wanted guests to do as they pleased, she was no longer polite to them. She asked Awang to boil hot water and informed everyone at home:

"While the temperature is still suitable today, take a shower and wash your hair at night and sleep comfortably."

Qi Xianguan was startled, "Didn't you just take a bath on the Mid-Autumn Festival? Don't you take a bath every ten days?"

Liu Ji was shocked and asked: "Senior brother, does he only take a bath once every ten days?"

"Isn't this normal?" Qi Xianguan was inexplicably lacking in confidence.

Liu Ji laughed out loud and told Qi Xianguan that he had to wash himself every two or three days. If it was summer, he would wash his hands once a day so that he could not be kicked out of the house by the evil woman at home.

Of course, he didn't dare to arrange the latter sentence in front of Qin Yao, otherwise the end would be miserable.

Qi Xianguan had nothing to say, so he followed the Romans and accepted the bathing method of taking a shower.

Qin Yao prepared soap for them, and Siniang immediately handed over the two orange wild flowers she had just run to the backyard to pick, "Aniang! Aniang!" motioning her to put them down, just like before, "Exquisite ones A sense of ritual.”

Qin Yao only mentioned this word once, and the little girl remembered it and regarded it as a classic.

Qin Yao was really worried about whether the little girl would burst into tears when there were no flowers in winter and the soap dishes couldn't be perfectly delicate.

"Okay." Qin Yao joked: "Let's give them a little exquisite shock to the people in the city."

Qin Yao pinched her daughter's chubby apple face, followed her, and put the delicately arranged soaps and candles into the shower room.

After the decoration was completed, the mother and daughter walked out hand in hand. The little girl returned to the room and sat down at the desk, practicing calligraphy while secretly observing the guests' reactions.

Hearing Qi Xianguan praise, "This pancreas arrangement looks really nice," the embroidered shoes hanging from the stool swayed happily. (End of chapter)