The peasant girl in the apocalypse of natural disaster has space

"Grandma, it's better not to keep the money!"

Song Jinnan said in a weak voice, obviously frightened.

Now he doesn't envy those who get the money at all, he even feels some sympathy for them.

"Okay, let's not cover that dirty thing!"

Mrs. Song also felt that what Song Jinyue said was reasonable. When they were hungry, they ate some dirty things just to survive. But now that they are not hungry, why should they let their mouths come into contact with those dirty things?
No one mentioned the coin issue anymore, and the family got busy talking and laughing again.

Soon, the water in the kitchen boiled, and everyone made dumplings. They cooked the three kinds of dumplings in turn, took them out and started eating.

The three kinds of dumplings each have their own taste. Song Jinyue felt that they were not satisfying enough, so she bought a bottle of spicy dumplings in the space and poured them into the dipping sauce in the bowl.

"This is spicy oil. It's more flavorful than pepper. Do you want some?"

"Is that spicy?"

Song Haitao himself is also a spicy food lover. He was the first to take the spicy food from Song Jinyue's hand and poured a little into the bowl.

A layer of red spicy oil immediately turned red on the surface of the dipping sauce, which was very appetizing.

Song Haitao suddenly remembered the hot pot he had eaten some time ago and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He couldn't wait to pick up a small and exquisite dumpling in the shape of an ingot, stuffed with mutton and green onions, and dipped it into the seasoned dipping sauce. The surface of the dumpling immediately became oily, and it looked particularly delicious.

He took a bite without hesitation. The things made by Master Yuan Qiu will definitely not deceive people.

As soon as the dumplings entered his mouth, he was immediately amazed. Compared with the excitement of hot pot, these mutton dumplings tasted richer, especially when paired with the red spicy oil. The combination of the two was perfect.

"Come on, second uncle, dad, do you want to give it a try?"

Song Jinyue raised the bottle and asked each one.

"I'll take some!"

Song Haishan raised the bowl directly to his girl, his politeness seemed a bit false.

"it is good!"

Song Jinyue tilted the bottle in her hand and poured some spicy oil into Song Haishan's bowl.

"Pour some for me too!"

Song Hailong smiled at Song Jinyue, this little niece brought all the blessings to the family.

"okay!"

After Song Jinyue poured it for him, she looked at Huang Chuchu again.

"I don't need it!"

"What about Grandma, Xiaoling, and Jinnan?"

"I don't need it!"

Mrs. Song doesn't like spicy food very much. She only took one bite of the red oil hot pot last time and didn't dare to eat it.

Neither Han Ling nor Song Jinnan refused. They both loved spicy food, so Song Jinyue poured a little for each of them.

"It tastes better than pepper."

After Song Jinnan ate a dumpling, he immediately gave feedback that he really loved spicy food.

Seeing that the whole family was so receptive to the spicy oil, Song Jinyue planned to introduce chili peppers here. Plant seeds were sold in the space, and the prices were not expensive.

Yesterday, a new batch of plants was planted, and Song Jinyue planned to plant peppers in the next batch.

She not only wants to grow one kind of pepper, but also Thai pepper, tree pepper, hot pepper, green pepper, and bell pepper.

Although the chili oil bought in this space is good, Song Jinyue prefers fresh peppers. These peppers have been grown, and she wants to show off her skills.

The uncles and nephews Song Haitao and Song Jinnan were already full because of the spicy food, but they couldn't bear to leave the table and stuffed more into their mouths.

"Uncle, Jin Nan, you are almost done. If you like this spicy oil, we can make it ourselves in the future." Song Jinyue was worried that the two of them would burst their stomachs, so she persuaded.

"do it yourself?"

Song Haitao couldn't react. He secretly looked at Yuan Qiu, who was about to leave the house, and couldn't help but wonder, could a master really teach this kind of craft?

Just like the glasses he mentioned before, he couldn't bear his curiosity, so he secretly used his spiritual rice to buy some of the materials Yuan Qiu mentioned. According to him, he worked meticulously for a long time, and ended up with a bunch of scraps. .

"Yes, Master told me before that he traveled around the world and discovered a crop that is more flavorful than pepper."

"Master kept the seeds of those plants and gave me some!"

Song Jinyue glanced at the door. She originally wanted the old man to cooperate with her in acting, but it was a good thing because he slipped away very quickly.

Can she be blamed for the glasses incident last time? Who would have thought that her brother-in-law was so insane that he secretly tried to make windproof glasses.

Besides, it was obvious that he had a problem with himself, why would he not mention some names that no one knew when compiling materials? Even if he created a few materials of his own, Song Haitao would quit in spite of the difficulties.

After complaining in her heart, Song Jinyue took out several seeds wrapped in paper.

"Look, these seeds can be used to grow crops that are more flavorful than pepper. When we finish harvesting the crops in the yard, we will plant peppers."

"It turns out to be seeds!"

Song Haitao had nothing to worry about now. The thugs took the initiative to give seeds, and they definitely hoped that they would plant them, as long as there were no technical issues involved.

Looking at these lovely seeds, Song Haitao couldn't help but mutter, "Really, if I had known this, I shouldn't have planted those vegetables last night."

He was very anxious when he thought that it would be half a month before he could plant peppers.

"Why don't you shovel out the corn you planted yesterday!"

He had an idea. He had only been planting for a day, and it would not affect anything if he shoveled it.

"Grandma, do you agree?"

Song Jinyue still wanted to ask the old lady for her opinion. The reason why she didn't propose planting peppers last night was because she was worried that Old Lady Song wouldn't agree.

Most people think: It’s okay to plant some vegetables and other vegetables during the New Year and festivals. There is no need to waste that time in normal times.

"If you want to plant it, just plant it!"

Of course Mrs. Song won't object. Her family's shop will still open in the future. Putting this chili pepper in the noodles will definitely attract a lot of customers.

"Thank you grandma!"

"Well, thank you too, mother!"

After the uncle and nephew got the old lady's permission, they came to the vegetable garden with hoes and hoeed off the plants planted last night. Then they dug holes again and scattered these different types of pepper seeds.

"I really want to see what the ingredients of that spicy oil look like." Song Haitao rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Uncle, I know this. If you want to know, I can draw it for you!"

Song Jinyue said, taking out rice paper and watercolor pens from the space.

"What is this?"

Song Haitao pointed to a box of things in Song Jinyue's hand. When he opened it, there were dozens of colors.

"Brush!"

Song Jinyue took off the cap of a colored pen and showed it to Song Haitao.

"Hey, this is much more convenient than paint!"

Song Haitao looked at the large box of pens. He wanted to know how many secrets Master Yuan Qiu had that he didn't know.

This is so powerful!