Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 87
"Uncle Maocai, I borrowed the money. I should pay it back. It doesn't matter to others. How about this! You will suffer a little bit. The money is worth five cents of our interest. I will take the IOU later Looking for you, let the accountant do the math, and when you have money, we will return all the principal and interest to you!"

"Qingfeng—"

Hearing that it was five cents interest, Aunt Zhang, who was still in a daze, shivered, and she immediately woke up. She called Dong Qingfeng, and wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Meng Kejun at the side.

"Aunt Zhang, you all go back quickly! There is still a lot of work in this house! Don't waste your time here!"

After finishing speaking, Meng Kejun quickly pulled their arms and pushed them away, saving their kindness from being embarrassed by Wang Maocai again, and even more afraid that Wang Maocai would really increase the land rent to retaliate against them.

"Let's go back and think about how to pay back your money, Uncle Maocai as soon as possible. It will save you a lot of money. If it is really because of this money that you and Aunt Zhao are at odds, then our sin will be even greater. !"

Knowing that Wang Maocai hated her being intimate with Dong Qingfeng the most, she just got angry with him at this moment and made him unhappy.

So Meng Kejun took Dong Qingfeng's arm deliberately and affectionately, and put his head on Dong Qingfeng's shoulder in front of Wang Maocai, and finally pulled Dong Qingfeng and turned away with a sweet smile.

The two walked into the door of Dong's courtyard arm in arm. Dong Jingye and Huang, who had been working under the eaves, looked up. They were dumbfounded at first, but soon their faces were full of smiles. Originally, the two old men wanted to turn their faces away and not look at them, so as to save them embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, Ping'er, who had been playing alone in the back room, saw Dong Qingfeng and Meng Kejun come back, and immediately rushed from the room to the two in the yard.

"Don't tell your parents about this, so they won't worry!"

While putting down the stick on his shoulder, Dong Qingfeng whispered softly in Meng Kejun's ear.

"I know! I'm afraid I can't hide it. Aunt Zhang and the others have heard it. Parents will know sooner or later."

Meng Kejun nodded. She originally thought so too, but she felt that it was impossible to hide it. Aunt Zhang and the others had heard it, and it was such a high interest rate of five cents. I am afraid that if you don’t have to wait until tomorrow, everyone in the village will knew.

"Wow! Caught so many bamboo rats! There is meat to eat tonight!"

Seeing the bamboo rat that Dong Qingfeng put on the ground, Ping'er, who had already run up to him, clapped his little hands, jumped and screamed happily, and his little palms were flushed red.

"Little greedy cat! I want to eat meat! Go and wash your hands! My aunt will give you meat now!"

In the basket was the bamboo rat meat wrapped in leaves that had not been eaten in the cave. Meng Kejun grabbed a piece of meat and shook it in front of Ping'er. Seeing that there was indeed meat to eat, Ping'er immediately turned and went to the well to wash his hands up.

After washing his hands and grabbing the meat, he ran out of the courtyard door in a bouncing manner.

The bamboo rat has sharp teeth and cannot be kept in the yard with a fence like other livestock. Dong Qingfeng threw them all into the pigsty that was originally used to raise pigs. The pigs in the pigsty had long been sold. Yes, it has been empty all the time, and the bamboo rats are thrown into it to raise it.

"It rained so much just now, you didn't bring any shelter from the rain when you went up the mountain, but it worried us to death! Seeing that you didn't get wet, we are relieved!"

Huang put down her needlework and walked to Meng Kejun and Dong Qingfeng's side, and looked at the clothes on them, they were all dry.

"We went to the cave to hide from the rain!"

Although Dong Qingfeng spoke lightly to Huang Shi, his narrow and deep eyes were fixed on Meng Kejun who was beside him.

As soon as he heard the word cave, two blushes immediately appeared on Meng Kejun's face.

"I'm going to wash the fungus!"

He hurriedly carried the basket and turned around to walk to the well, but when he squatted down, he turned his head and glanced at Dong Qingfeng quietly.

Unexpectedly, she met Dong Qingfeng's gaze, and she was so frightened that she immediately turned her head back.

Standing among them, Mrs. Huang clearly felt the subtle changes between them, but she couldn't tell what changed.

Pour all the picked-up chicken fir mushrooms into a wooden basin filled with clean water, and the basket is full, weighing four to five catties.

These chicken fir fungi have been soaked in water, and if they don't hurry up to deal with them, they will probably go bad.

Looking up at the sky, the sky that has become gloomy again cannot be basked in.

It seems that all of them can only be boiled into chicken fir mushroom oil. It is not afraid that it will be spoiled in such a hot day. It is usually used as a condiment for porridge and noodles, but it is quite a good seasoning.

Carefully clean all the chicken fir fungus in the basin, and then drain the water with a Shau Kei. After the water is completely drained, Meng Kejun brought a bowl full of chicken fir fungus into the kitchen.

Put firewood on the bottom of the stove to make a fire, heat up the pot, and then pour half of the oil in the oil tank down. It's not her prodigal, but because the chicken fir mushroom oil wants to be fragrant and delicious, so you need to put more Oil, but if it is boiled well, the wild vegetables that are usually cold and dressed with a spoonful are more delicious than fried with two spoonfuls of oil.

Wait for the oil in the pot to stop bubbling, and then pour all the chicken fir fungus in Shau Kei into the pot.

Boil slowly over low heat, and while cooking, Meng Kejun kept turning over with a spatula to prevent it from burning.

When the chicken fir fungus turned slightly yellow, Meng Kejun immediately threw away the spatula and ran to the stove to pull out all the firewood in the stove.

There can’t be a little fire now, otherwise it will burn, and if it burns, it will be bitter and unpalatable, and so much oil will be wasted.

Get up and go to the pot, scoop out the chicken fir mushrooms without leaking any chicken fir mushrooms, wait for the oil to cool down, and then put the chicken fir mushroom oil into the small pot prepared on the side.

Mrs. Huang, who was working under the eaves, smelled the scent and couldn't bear it any longer. She put down the sewing box she had just brought and ran into the kitchen to see what happened.

She didn't see Meng Kejun bring anything good into the kitchen, but now the room was full of fragrance, even the old man sitting next to her couldn't help swallowing quietly several times.

"Keun, what is this? Why is it so fragrant?"

As soon as she entered the kitchen, she saw a small jar in Meng Kejun's hand. She took a closer look, and found that the jar was black and smeared, and she didn't know what it was, but the smell came from this black and smeared thing.

Looking at the stove next to it, the oil tank that was originally filled with more than half of the tank of oil was almost bottomed out at this moment.

Mrs. Huang knew that Meng Kejun was well-mannered, but she still felt distressed when half of the tank of oil was gone in one fell swoop.

Meng Kejun knew that Mrs. Huang was distressed. She smiled and handed the oil of chicken fir mushroom to Mrs. Huang. Use this, I guarantee you will say it's delicious!"

Hearing what Meng Kejun said, Mrs. Huang took a closer look at the small jar in her hand, and it was indeed oil, so she laughed and said nothing.

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