Farmer's eldest sister becomes rich

Chapter 160 Stir-fried Pork and Bamboo Shoots

"The staple food is ready-made sorghum cakes, and lastly, we cook a pot of corn paste. This way, everyone won't choke while eating."

While chopping dead branches, Qin said, "Great, great! We have many people today, so we must cook more dishes. We all need to eat well so that we have the strength to work."

"Then we have to go back and make lunch!"

An Yue was full of energy as she thought about building her own brick and tile house.

It's past noon.

An Yue and Qin came down from the back mountain. An Yue dug a big basket of spring bamboo shoots, and Qin picked up a full basket of firewood and leaves.

The two began to prepare lunch.

An Yue was peeling bamboo shoots while Qin went to fetch water.

An Yue, who was peeling bamboo shoots, suddenly thought that she might have to cook in the wasteland for a long time in the future. It would be really troublesome to carry pots and pans back and forth every day.

So, she thought about asking her grandfather and the village chief to go to the back mountain to cut trees and bamboos after lunch, and bring them back to build a temporary shed.

After work each day, put all the tools into the shed and lock the door, so you don't have to go back and forth to get them.

An Yue was very skillful. She used a kitchen knife to cut open the bamboo shoot shell, and then used her skillful strength to twist it to peel off a bamboo shoot.

At this time, Qin came back carrying two buckets of water and placed them next to the small earthen stove.

Quarter of an hour later, An Yue had peeled all the fresh bamboo shoots in the basket, and then began to pick and wash the toon sprouts.

Qin was a little tired after fetching water, so she and An Yue washed vegetables together and took a short rest.

Then, An Yue took the pork out of the jar, washed and cut it for later use.

The two of them quickly completed the preliminary steps of cooking.

Seeing that it was getting late, Qin went to the village chief to borrow fire to make rice porridge.

An Yue and Qin were walking back and forth in the few square meters of the small earthen stove. After their grandmother Zheng planted the sweet potato seeds in the field, she came to the wasteland to find them early.

At noon, lunch is ready.

A dozen people gathered around the small earthen stove, preparing to serve food for lunch.

Qin smiled and said loudly to everyone: "Everyone should eat more so that you can have strength to work."

The villagers who were working lined up to serve the dishes. The first man took a bite and praised, "I didn't know that fried pork with bamboo shoots could be this delicious."

After the man finished speaking, he picked up another piece of food with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

The second man took a bite of the scrambled eggs with Chinese toon and asked excitedly, "What else is there? I wonder what this scrambled egg is made of? It's so delicious and appetizing."

An Yue was serving food to other people. She turned to the second man with a faint smile and said, "This is fried eggs with Chinese toon. It is the king of wild vegetables."

After An Yue served food to everyone, she noticed that her uncle was the only one not coming to eat. She guessed that it was inconvenient for him to come over because he had to use his cows and plows.

So she hurriedly took a bowl and served a bowl of food to her uncle, and also took two sorghum cakes and prepared to give them to her uncle first.

Grandma held the bowl of rice and asked while eating, "Yueyue, where are you going?"

"I want to send it to my uncle first. I think he must be hungry."

"You girl, you still miss your uncle. Your uncle loves you well!" said the grandmother with relief.

An Yue took the sorghum cake and a bowl of vegetables and went straight to her two acres of paddy fields.

An Yue walked down the path and saw from afar her uncle still driving the oxen to plow the fields.

She walked to the edge of the field and shouted, "Uncle, take a break! Sit down and eat!"

Not long after, my uncle untied the plow from the cow's neck, led the cow out of the paddy field, and tied it to an open space at the edge of the field.

After tying it up, he washed his hands again, walked up to An Yue, and said jokingly, "It turns out that Yue Yue is not a heartless person!"

With a wicked smile, he took the bowl of food from An Yue's hand, found a spot on the edge of the field covered with dense dry grass, sat down, and wolfed down his meal.

An Yue pouted and said, "Humph! If you don't eat on time next time, I won't save any for you!"

She looked at her uncle Jiang Chenghai, whose whole body was covered in mud, even his face and hair were covered in yellow mud, and her heart suddenly tightened.

"If you feel tired in the afternoon, just take a break!"

Jiang Chenghai ate the food in big mouthfuls, swallowed his throat and said, "I can finish plowing these two acres of land today, and I can help you with other things tomorrow."

An Yue pouted and said, "You are so tired, don't complain in front of your grandmother in the future!"

"You are such a heartless little thing, aren't you?" Uncle put down the bowl and pinched An Yue's nose jokingly.

The uncle and nephew talked and laughed, and soon they finished their meal.

An Yue held the empty bowl and prepared to return to the wasteland.

After all, she hadn't eaten yet and her stomach was growling with hunger.

Back in the wasteland, everyone had finished their meal.

A dozen people lay on a pile of weeds in the wasteland, basking in the warm spring sun.

An Yue put down the empty bowl and prepared to eat. The father and son of the Wang family sat together. The son Wang Hu asked, "Yueyue, your dish is really delicious. Can you ask your sister-in-law Wang to come over and help tomorrow?"

According to the original owner's memory, An Yue recalled that these two people were the father and elder brother of the original owner's good friend Wang K'er.

Her father's name is Wang Zhengmin, and he is about forty years old.

Her eldest brother, named Wang Hu, is in his early twenties.

The father and son worked away from home all year round, and the original owner had very vague memories of them.

An Yue asked Wang Hu in return, "Sister Wang's fingers are slender, how can she do such rough work?"

Wang Hu was lying on a haystack, holding his head with his hands and holding a piece of grass in his mouth. He looked up at the sky and said worriedly, "She has been embroidering handkerchiefs all day long, and her eyes are almost blind. The weather has been warm recently, so let her come out to help you, and also give her eyes a rest."

Wang Hu sat up suddenly and said seriously, "Yueyue, just let her come over to help! Don't worry, you don't have to give her money, just provide her with food."

An Yue swallowed the food in her mouth and said, "Sister Wang is born with a pair of skillful hands. She does needlework quickly and delicately. Looking at the women in the entire Baili Village, no one can match her dexterity."

Having said that, a warm smile clearly appeared on Wang Hu's face.

An Yue sighed again: "But, needlework is also very tiring for the eyes."

An Yue turned to Wang Hu and said with a playful smile: "In that case, let's ask Sister Wang to come over! But you must also bring Ke'er with you."

Wang Hu asked suspiciously, "You asked Ke'er to come as well. You two crazy girls won't forget to prepare food when you meet for a while, right?"

Everyone laughed when they heard it.

Another man sitting nearby also said with a smile: "Now that you mention it, I also want my wife to come over. I want her to taste this delicious food."

After An Yue finished her meal, she stood up and started to clean up the dishes. She smiled and replied, "Of course, no problem. It would be great if you could come and help. The more people, the better."

Not long after, the village chief said loudly: "Is everyone almost done with their rest?"

Everyone quickly stood up and started working again.