Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 180
After work was over, Meng Kejun went to the grocery store. In addition to buying the staple food of rice noodles for business, she also specially bought some high-quality, brightly colored paints and brushes.

After entering the house, as soon as he put down his things, he saw Xilian and her mother, Mrs. Zhao, passing by the gate of their courtyard.

Meng Kejun hurriedly chased after Xilian, "Xilian—Xilian—"

"But Miss Jun, what can I do for you?"

Hearing Meng Kejun calling her, Xi Lian quickly turned around, but Mrs. Zhao grabbed her hand, wanting to let her go, ignore Meng Kejun.

"Are you free this afternoon? I wanted to ask you a favor—"

"No time! No time! We're all very busy!"

Before Meng Kejun could say anything, Mrs. Zhao impatiently waved at Meng Kejun. She didn't want to have anything to do with this crazy and stupid woman.

After speaking, he desperately dragged Xi Lian away.

"But Miss Jun, I'll look for you when I come back!"

Not wanting to have any more conflicts between her mother and Sister Kejun, Xilian, who was dragged by Mrs. Zhao, turned around and mouthed these words to Meng Kejun.

After Meng Kejun finished his lunch, Xilian really came.

"But Miss Jun, what can you do with me?"

Seeing that Meng Kejun took the initiative to find her, Xilian was very happy, and she ran over immediately after lunch.

"I asked you to help me a lot!"

Meng Kejun stood up from the stool with a smile, and then brought over the paints and brushes he bought in the town.

"I know, you must ask me to paint for you again! This is simple!"

Xi Lian hastily reached out to pick up the paintbrush and dipped in the paint, but at this moment she realized that although she had the brush and paint, Meng Kejun didn't give her the painting paper.

"I want you to help draw, but the painting is not on paper, but on this."

After talking, Meng Kejun handed Xilian a bamboo basket. This bamboo basket was the best one she carefully picked out from the pile of baskets under the corner of the eaves just now, and it was still the best looking one.

"Draw on this?" Xi Lian took the bamboo basket from Meng Kejun's hand in surprise.

"That's great, why are you painting on this bamboo basket?"

The person who asked this question was Mrs. Huang who was busy doing needlework. She began to see Meng Kejun buying these paints and brushes, and thought they were useful for something else, but she didn’t expect that she was going to paint on the basket.” Just an ordinary bamboo basket used to hold things, what are you going to do with all that effort?"

"Well! I'll tell you tomorrow!"

Meng Kejun didn't answer Huang's directly, but smiled and pretended to be mysterious with her.

"Then what are you going to draw?"

Because she had never painted a basket before, Xilian didn't know how to write the paintbrush in her hand.

"You just think for yourself, what you think will look good on the basket, and will complement each other, and you can paint whatever you think of!"

Meng Kejun didn't ask for it, but let Xilian do it by herself.

"Um--"

Xi Lian raised her head and thought for a moment, then looked at the semi-elliptical bamboo basket in her hand, which had a matching bamboo lid on it.

Meng Kejun didn't have any additional prompts or requests, so Xi Lian was stumped at the moment.

"I still have things to do, so I won't bother you. Think about it slowly, don't worry!"

Speaking of which, Meng Kejun walked into the kitchen. The old wild hen that Huang's slaughtered today was still boiling in the cauldron. The weather was hot, and he was afraid that the greasy Qingfeng would not be able to drink it. Except for ginger and garlic, Meng Kejun was still in the chicken soup. She threw a lot of it on the mountain. Picked the dried wild mushrooms.

This pot of chicken soup has been simmering over a slow fire for several hours, and it's almost done now. Before starting the pot, Meng Kejun chopped a handful of green onions into it.

Then he took out a stack of bowls from the cupboard. Not only Dong Qingfeng wanted to drink this chicken soup, but everyone in the family had to drink a bowl. There are so many things happening these days, everyone is busy and exhausted. .

After bowls were served, Meng Kejun took them all out on a tray, and then put down a bowl in front of everyone.

In front of Xi Lian, a bowl was also put down.

"But Miss Jun, what are you doing?"

Xi Lian stood up, quickly picked up the chicken soup that Meng Kejun put down in front of her, and wanted to put it back on the tray in Meng Kejun's hand.

"Hey - you can't give this back to me, you have to drink it all!"

Meng Kejun, who was carrying the tray, quickly turned around and hid to the side.

"Brother Qingfeng is the one who should drink. He has suffered such a serious injury, so he needs to make up for it. And you, you have to make up for it!"

"Yeah! My chicken was specially killed to make up for you and Qingfeng. Why did you bring it over for each of us? What do we need to make up for?"

Huang's on the side also stood up, picked up the chicken soup that Meng Kejun put in front of her, and wanted to take it into the kitchen and pour it back into the pot.

As soon as Mrs. Huang walked towards the door, Meng Kejun knew what she wanted to do.She immediately ran to the door and blocked her way.

"Yes! Yes! You drink, you and Qingfeng drink more."

At this time, Dong Jingye under the eaves also came over with chicken soup
"My father and mother—" Meng Kejun couldn't help laughing because of their actions, "Haven't you heard that the deficiency cannot be supplemented? Qingfeng's body is still weak now, and he can't take too many supplements at all. Also, he and I only have two stomachs together, so how can we finish the big pot of chicken soup? If you don’t help to drink it in such a hot day, it can only be left to rot and then poured out !"

"Ah?" Hearing that all the rot would be poured out, Huang's heart immediately felt distressed. It would be a pity to do this. "If this is the case, then let's drink it all!" After finishing speaking, he quickly took a bowl and drank it. stand up.

"Xilian, just drink it and treat it as helping me, otherwise you will really collapse, what a pity!"

After talking, Meng Kejun took Xilian and sat back at the table. Xilian looked at the chicken soup in her hand. Because there was chicken oil, the bottom of the soup was light yellow. The soup, each one is round, looks quite delicious, and the tender yellow chicken is even more beautiful because of the green green onion sprinkled on it.

Xi Lian slapped herself on the forehead. Does she need to think hard about what to draw?The chicken soup in front of me is the best theme, but just painting a bowl of chicken soup will look too monotonous. Adding other things together will make it look richer and the colors will be more vivid.

Thinking of this, Xi Lian immediately got up and ran to the vegetable field in Dong's backyard.

Red peppers, purple eggplants, green vegetables, green loofahs, and by the way, a few pumpkin leaves and yellow pumpkin flowers.

After setting the right angle with the chicken soup, Xi Lian took the paintbrush with a wave, and the painting was completed within two or three strokes.

"Sister Jun, what do you think of you?" Xilian handed the bamboo basket she had drawn to Meng Kejun.

"Xilian, you are really amazing!"

Looking at the paintings on the bamboo basket, Meng Kejun admired Xilian sincerely. At first, she thought that Xilian's paintings were mostly simple flowers, birds, fish and insects. She didn't expect that she was so unique that she gave her the chicken soup she gave her, and The vegetables in the vegetable garden are all drawn.

The painting on it is not only lifelike, but also full of kindness and life. She is sure that any woman will like it when she sees it.

"I really thank you so much!" Because he was so happy, Meng Kejun hugged Xilian into his arms, "Whether we can sell all our baskets depends entirely on this painting of yours! But after seeing your paintings, I'm sure I can sell them all!"

Seeing that Meng Kejun was so happy, Xi Lian was also happy. She suddenly understood what Bai Yuchen said to herself that day, "Teaching a man to fish is worse than giving him a fish."

　Thank you for your generous reward!mwah!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)