Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 211 Cooking Food, Doing Work ([-])

One of the most pleasant things in life is eating delicacies and snacks from all over the country while blowing on the air conditioner in summer.

It's a pity, I don't know that in ancient times thousands of years ago, there was no air conditioner, but snacks were definitely available.

Therefore, she has to create conditions and develop more delicious food!
Although she is handicapped for cooking, she is not brain-dead. It seems that she has to find an ally, she said, and someone else will do it.

Mu Shuang rolled her eyes tactfully, and finally thought of a person, her godmother!
So Mu Shuangwan took Gouwa back to the village head's house, and threw Gouwa to the village head by the way. Things like reading and writing should be left to the village head who used to be in the officialdom!

When Li Ban saw Gouwa at first, he remembered what his aunt said that day, and he was not too willing to teach her. But Zhang Lan said something, and ran away from home if he didn’t teach her. Li Bancai reluctantly went to teach Gouwa how to practice calligraphy. up.

"Godmother, how do you and your godfather maintain such a good relationship after so many years?" Mu Shuangwan raised her eyebrows, looking at Zhang Lan with eyes full of admiration.

Who would have thought that Zhang Lan immediately gave her a chestnut. "Why do children talk so much nonsense, we have a lot of things to do today."

Mu Shuangwan rubbed her hurt head with an aggrieved expression, and said to Zhang Lan with an aggrieved expression. "Aren't I curious? Shen Zhuo and I are still so young, if we don't learn some Sunflower Books, how can we restrain him? If he ends up with some goblin, then I will die!"

Zhang Lan looked helpless, she didn't know what this Rouya was thinking all day long, if Shen Zhuo would change his mind, would there be any good men in this world?
"You worry too much, you just need to change your mind. I'm not worried about Shen Zhuo. I'm afraid that you will meet some fair-skinned and beautiful man and kick Shen Zhuo."

Mu Shuangwan: "..."

Mu Shuangwan looked at the sky speechlessly, she was really wronged, she was eaten up by Shen Zhuo many times, can she still run?

The two chatted, and soon arrived at Shen Zhuo's field halfway up the mountain. After being irrigated with water last night, the originally cracked field had absorbed enough water at this moment, and even the air remained The moist breath of water droplets.

A few rural men had already started plowing the fields. They led the cattle of the village chief’s family back and forth on the field ridge. When they were tired, they all walked to the bamboo pipes that were still flowing, stretched out their hands, and let the water flow from their ridges. The palms flowed by.

The more courageous ones just drank the sweet spring water with their mouths.

"Rou'er, in this season, there are not many suitable vegetables. This time, cabbage and spinach are the main vegetables. Of course, the carrots you got last time are absolutely fine. We will scatter the seeds when the field is plowed. Go to the ground, cut some grass, cover these seeds, and it will germinate in a few days."

Zhang Lan studied agriculture in her previous life, and she also stayed in the Academy of Agricultural Sciences for several years. She is extremely good at large and small vegetables, melons, fruits, and rice, let alone several small vegetables that are so simple that they are here now. .

Mu Shuangwan had a teacher, so she was open-minded to be taught. She took out the sickle and gloves that Zhang Lan had prepared, and went to chop the grass alone in a place where the grass was dense, while Zhang Lan stood where she was, planning the area What kind of land is most conducive to the growth of these plants.

Division of labor and cooperation, adapting measures to local conditions, is not just a slogan, but the criterion they use to survive!
(End of this chapter)