The grand lady who time-traveled became a hot mom

Chapter 43

Lin Qiulai, Fang Yumin and Aunt Chunhua's family didn't have the energy to pay attention to how the villagers in Linjia Village treated them and what they thought of them. They just wanted to hurry up and set up a stall to sell hot and sour noodles to make money.

Fang Yumin said that if a family makes money, other people will be envious and jealous. This is human nature, and it's not just for their two families.She also said that they neither stole nor robbed, nor did they do anything harmful to nature. Why should they feel guilty because of other people's jealousy, and feel embarrassed to face them?

After being explained by Fang Yumin, Lin Qiulai and Lin Damin, who were still feeling guilty towards the villagers, let go of their psychological burdens, worked hard again, and went all out for a better future.

Fang Yumin followed the car for two days and stopped going to Nantou County to set up a noodle stall.Firstly, her body was a bit overwhelmed, and secondly, she had more important things to do.Setting up a stall to sell hot and sour noodles is just a temporary solution for Fang Yumin. This job is too hard. Although it is quite profitable, it is not a long-term solution.

In the past few days, when Fang Yumin went to Aunt Chunhua's house to help make sweet potato noodles, she always saw a few villagers walking around the gate of Aunt Chunhua's courtyard, and walked away as soon as they saw her coming.

Fortunately, Fang Yumin had already informed Lin Damin and his son about the work of grinding sweet potatoes. They used to do it early in the morning, but now they do it at night.Now at Aunt Chunhua's house, all the ones have been ground into powder and soaked in water.Even if someone sneaks in, they will only see buckets of powder slurry and sweet potato chips drying in the backyard.

The daily work of Xiaohong and Fang Yumin is to steam and dry the sweet potato powder soaked in water or change the water or mix the pulp, and cut the dried sweet potato slices into strips to wrap up.Xiao Ming took Xiaobai and Xiaohei to patrol around the yard every day.

Fang Yumin was upset while cutting sweet potato flour, why is it so difficult to make money?I used to think that the color of sweet potato flour was so gray that it was hard to notice that it was made of sweet potatoes, but now some villagers have set their sights on Aunt Chunhua's house. I don't know when they will come in?

In rural areas, every household has their doors open. If the same village has to guard against this and that, I really feel aggrieved.But what now?

Fang Yumin was so thoughtful that she almost cut off her fingers without paying attention, which startled Xiaohong a lot.Fang Yumin sighed, and said to Xiaohong: "Xiaohong, you don't want to go anywhere today, just stay at home and watch over these sweet potato noodles. There are many people walking around outside your house these days."

Xiaohong nodded, she was not happy.She complained to Fang Yumin in a low voice: "Aunt Xiaolian, what do you think is going on with everyone? We don't owe them anything. We just make money by opening a noodle stall in the county with our own hands. Why do you always treat us?" A look of jealousy and dissatisfaction? If you have the ability, you can show it off, and no one will stop you."

"Don't be angry, Xiaohong. After all, this is only a small number of villagers. Don't overturn a whole boat of people with one pole. Anyway, you should pay attention these days, just keep the doors and windows closed. Okay, I'm going back too, I have to go to the fields have a look."

"Okay, Aunt Xiaolian, go slowly."

"Well, there's no need to send it away. Xiao Ming, take your little white and little black, let's go home."

"Come on."

Fang Yumin took Xiao Ming's hand and walked slowly towards the house, it seemed that the sweet potato powder could not be kept secret for long.Now I have to think about how to use it to make a lot of money, or use it as a favor to give to the villagers of Lin Family Village?

But how?Fang Yumin really had a headache, she recognized that the people walking around outside Aunt Chunhua's house were the ones who were shouting at her house a few days ago.So annoying!
Suddenly Xiao Ming didn't leave, he shook Fang Yumin's hand and raised his head and said, "Mother, where are you going? This is not our house."

"Huh?" Fang Yumin suddenly woke up, no, this is almost at Uncle Xiangzi's tofu workshop.

Forget it, it's still early anyway, and I'm not in a good mood, why don't I buy some tofu and go home to make dried tofu.

"Xiao Ming, let's go to Uncle Xiangzi's house to buy tofu, and make some delicious food for you when we get home."

"Okay, okay, mother is the best."

Fang Yumin couldn't help but smile seeing Xiao Ming's cheering face, sometimes it's good to have a child at home.Especially a well-behaved child like Xiao Ming.

Thinking of making a tofu meal today, Fang Yumin bought some hard tofu and water tofu before going home.

Looking up at the sky, it was about three o'clock in the afternoon.Lin Qiu came and they didn't come back for a while. Fang Yumin first washed the hard tofu and dried the water on the surface, then scooped out some of the can of you juice at home and put it into a small pot to cook the tofu.Because tofu contains a lot of water, she is afraid that the water in the tofu will seep into the soup during cooking, which will dilute the juice instead. In addition, although tofu is vegetarian, it contains high protein, and it is also suitable for summer. Relatively easy to change the taste.

I don't know how much pork, pig's feet, pig's heart and lungs have been boiled in that can of Youju juice, and the taste is already very strong.Even if you put a piece of dried tofu and boil it, you can still taste the meat.

Xiao Ming went to Aunt Chunhua's house with Fang Yumin after lunch today, and took Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei to patrol the yard all the time, and didn't take a nap.Fang Yumin had already asked him to sleep for a while.

While the dried bean curd was simmering in the stove, Fang Yumin picked up the wooden barrel and the fishing net to catch the duckweed and feed it to the fish.I went to the corn field to thin seedlings this morning, so I didn't go to the rice field to see, and I don't know if the water level is too high or too shallow?
I didn't see a few villagers along the way, too.Who would brave the sun to work in the fields at noon?Fang Yumin chose to go to the field at the hottest time today because of the smoke.

Although Fang Yumin thought she had smoked, some villagers still followed her.Ever since Fang Yumin made hot and sour noodles and sold them in the county, the villagers of Linjia Village now want to find out what she is doing every time they see Fang Yumin?
It wasn't until recently that everyone discovered that there was an acre of seedling field in Lin Qiulai's paddy field with a high foundation. Fang Yumin would scoop up duckweed and put it in the paddy field every morning.

Hot and sour powder is out of their game, but it's good to see what Fang Yumin is up to.So many villagers gathered around, watching Fang Yumin walking up and down the rice field, wondering what he wanted to do?
Some villagers couldn't bear it anymore, they didn't want to bask in the sun all the time.So she stepped forward and asked directly: "Xiao Lian, what are you doing?"

If there is one, there are two. Some people took the lead in asking, and other villagers also asked: "Yes, why did your rice field build up the foundation of the field so much? Are you afraid that the water will overflow the seedlings? Also, how do you How about putting all the duckweed in the rice fields? People have to scoop it up and throw it away, but it’s okay for you to scoop it up and put it in.”

"Yes, Xiaolian, the paddy field in your house is growing very well. Look, which of these large seedling fields is comparable to this one? Could it be because you fished duckweed and used it as fertilizer?"

Fang Yumin looked up at the doubts and inquiries on the faces of the villagers. If she didn't say anything, would someone come to her rice field to find out what happened at night?
"Actually, I fished duckweed into the paddy field to raise fish. I put some small fish fry in the paddy field more than a month ago. Everyone, come and have a look. They have grown a lot." Fang Yumin patted them with a bamboo pole after finishing speaking When I touched the water in the field, I really made a few small fish jump up.

"This, this, this is really raising fish. Xiao Lian, why did you think of raising fish in the rice field?" The villagers were very surprised when they saw the fish, and hurriedly gathered around to see what happened, and couldn't help asking: "Xiao Lian, I don’t know if it’s too late to raise it now?”

Fang Yumin smiled. She didn’t want to hide her secrets. Fish farming in rice fields is actually very environmentally friendly. If the villagers follow suit, not only will the fertile fields grow good rice, but they will also have fresh fish to eat. Fish can be made into fish if they can’t finish it do it.

So Fang Yumin explained to everyone with a smile: "This is also the first time for me to raise fish in the rice field. I didn't expect to grow it. At that time, I fainted because of the exhaustion of transplanting rice seedlings. When I woke up, I was very weak. I need to make up for it. But my family has no money, and the eggs have to be saved for Xiao Ming, so I caught some small fish fry in the river and went home to make soup."

Having said that, Fang Yumin paused.It is necessary to pretend to be pitiful to win the sympathy of the villagers, otherwise everyone will think that she and Xiao Ming have always had a good life. No matter in ancient times or modern times, people are more or less hating the rich.

Sure enough, everyone looked at her with pity and sympathy. Most of these ancient people are still very simple.

Fang Yumin went on to say: "I saw Xiao Ming drinking so happily, so I thought that my rice field is so thin and the harvest is not good, why not put some fish fry in it. I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't know if the effect would be good at the time." I was even more afraid that the fish would eat the seedlings, so I had to try it with an acre of rice seedlings. I didn’t expect it to work. You see, the seedlings in my house are growing strong and green, probably because the fish fry ate them in the rice field. The duckweed and pests, their feces can be used to fertilize the field. I don’t know if it’s okay to raise fish in the rice field now? I’m also inexperienced in the first time to raise fish in the rice field. But you also know that after the rice ears bloom , we are going to drain the rice fields. This is when the fish will be harvested. If you don’t mind the fish not growing up by then, it should be fine?”

Some caring people could not help but bend down to observe carefully. These villagers should also want to go back and follow the example in their own rice fields?Fang Yumin let them watch and answered their questions from time to time.

Because Fang Yumin was very patient, with a smile on her face, and brought up the past from time to time, everyone gradually let go of the prejudice against her because Lin Qiulai refused to tell them the secret recipe of hot and sour noodles.

Seeing more and more villagers gathered around, Fang Yumin simply fished out two fish and explained to everyone: how big is the fry just released, how much has grown up after more than a month, so and so, and so and so .

When everyone had no doubts, they took the two dying fish that had passed through the hands of many people and went home to stew the fish soup.

Xiao Ming has already woken up, and has long been hopeless at home.Mother don't know where to go?Why don't you come back?Didn't she say she wanted to eat delicious food?
Seeing Fang Yumin carrying a bucket from a distance, Xiao Ming rushed up: "Mother, mother, where have you been and why have you been there for so long?"

Fang Yumin mentioned the two fish, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ming, look, today mother will cook fish soup for you."

Xiao Ming looked at the two small but not too big fish and exclaimed in surprise: "Two fish, mother, are you going fishing? Why don't you ask me to go with you?"

"This is the fish my mother raised in the rice field. Look, it has grown to such a big size. When our rice is about to be harvested, we will go catch big fish."

"Okay, okay, I'll help out then too, okay? Take Xiaobai there, and Xiaohei stays at home to watch the door."

"Okay. Now let's go cook. Can you light the fire? Mother slaughters the fish and stews the soup. Your father is coming back soon."

"Okay. I've washed the rice, now I'm going to cook."

"So nice."

Fang Yumin dissected and seasoned the fish, fried it for a while, then put it into a small earthen pot to cook the soup over low heat.Water tofu is put into fish soup and coriander is added to cool off the heat in this hot day.

For today's dinner, Fang Yumin is going to make tofu, tofu coriander fish soup, tofu with shallots and sauerkraut fried crock beans.

This tofu has been boiled for an hour, Fang Yumin took out a small bowl of tofu, handed it to Xiao Ming and said, "Xiao Ming, try this, see if it tastes good?"

"Yeah." Xiao Ming picked it up and blew it and took a bite, wow, it smells delicious.He took two more bites violently, "Mother, is this really tofu not meat? It's delicious, it's as delicious as eating meat."

After he finished speaking, he picked up another piece, and just about to put it in his mouth, he suddenly remembered that it was the tofu that his mother had picked up for him just now, so he hurriedly turned the chopsticks and stretched them towards Fang Yumin's mouth, and said with a smile: "Mother, you do this. You tofu is really delicious. Mother should try it too."

Fang Yumin opened her mouth and ate the whole piece of tofu, um, it tastes really good!

Fang Yumin is very satisfied with Xiao Ming now, she didn't hurt this little guy in vain!After swallowing the tofu in her mouth, she touched the pork bun on Xiao Ming's head and praised: "Xiao Ming is so good, mother loves you so much."

Xiao Ming also grinned: "Hee hee, Xiao Ming also loves mother to death."

Fang Yumin nodded Xiao Ming's forehead and smiled.

Even for Xiao Ming's future, she has to work hard.Xiao Ming is five years old this year. Although Fang Yumin can enlighten him, it is best to go to school to study.There are children of the same age as him in the school, so he has to learn some knowledge about this dynasty that belongs to him, right?It is better to study and play with peers than to work with her.

What's more, the matter of sweet potato flour should be resolved as soon as possible.After much deliberation, Fang Yumin decided to discuss with Qiulai and Aunt Chunhua first, and then go to Lizheng for help together.After all, his words carry more weight.

(End of this chapter)