Datang broom star

This barley rice is made of wheat grains and skins that are made into small granules, so rough that Jia Pingan thinks it is gravel.

Yang Deli was sweating from eating, very hearty, as if he was eating something delicious.

Jia Pingan couldn't eat anymore, so he put down the rest, Yang Deli said in astonishment, "Ping An, this is the old days, but you have to eat two big bowls."

Jia Pingan laughed dryly, "I have no appetite today."

Although he wasn't considered a wealthy man in his previous life, he was considered a gourmet at any rate, so he wouldn't want to eat such food.

Yang Deli slapped his head, "I forgot to make soup, your favorite soup in the past, you wait."

He went into the kitchen again, and later came out with a bowl of soup, with a look of offering treasures, "No wonder you don't have an appetite today, because you don't have this soup."

This bowl of soup looked gray and black, without any oily smell, and there were some miscellaneous ingredients in it.

What kind of soup is this?

Jia Pingan frowned, and Yang Deli said with a smile: "You used to refuse to eat without this soup. It must be because your nose was beaten so badly that you were dizzy and forgot. Eat it quickly."

The original body didn't want to eat without this soup, which shows that the taste is very good.

There is no spoon, just drink directly from the bowl.

Just one mouthful, Jia Ping'an almost vomited.

Sourness is fine, but what does that rancid smell mean?

He retched, Yang Deli raised his head in concern and said, "But you don't even want to eat this? It must be sick."

"I'm not sick." Jia Pingan looked at the strange soup hesitantly, and couldn't help but feel that it was really not easy for the cousins ​​to live to this day.

He finished the soup with difficulty, hiccupped, and felt like ascending.

Yang Deli asked proudly: "Is it delicious?"

Jia Pingan resisted the desire to vomit, forced a smile and said, "Delicious."

He couldn't survive this day!

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Chapter 3 Datang man, don't eat free food (thanks to 'Justin_yu' for the reward from the Silver League)

After breakfast, Jia Pingan strolled around the house.

There are seven houses in this family, and it seems that they still have some family property in the past.

"At the beginning, my uncle and aunt sent you to study in the rural school, and bought those books. After a few years, the family became poor."

Yang Deli sighed and talked about what happened back then.

Reading these days really costs money, because the printing industry is underdeveloped, so most of the textbooks are copied, so books have become a major obstacle for ordinary children to study, plus the various costs of reading, it is really not like the old Jia's family what farmers can afford.

Jia Pingan said hello, walked to the wing, and reached out to push the door.

"do not"

Yang Deli just wanted to dissuade him, but it was too late.

The door just fell straight out, and Jia Pingan quickly avoided it.

Bah!

The door panel fell down, and the splashed dust covered Jia Pingan's head and face.

But the door panel fell down tightly rubbing against Yang Deli's face, but he was happy and unafraid.

Jia Pingan felt that he would pee in fear, but how could his cousin be so strong?

"cousin"

Yang Deli said indifferently: "After my aunt left, I often encountered such things. The kitchen knife suddenly fell, and the roof tiles fell off when I went out, and I almost hit me. There are too many things, and I don't care."

This is fate!

It turned out that the grandfather's family was completely destroyed, and the reason why Yang Deli was lucky enough to survive was because of his fate.

Jia Pingan stood there blankly, feeling that he must have offended God to travel to this place.

That's all for nothing, but what the hell is a broom star, plus the name of a scumbag, how do you live these days?

He looked up at the eaves and felt that he was just unlucky.

God, why don't you give me a good place!

The farmer's son only had a very wretched-looking cousin, the vigilant eyes of the whole village, and Baiqi who might have come from Chang'an City at some time, and chopped him up with a single knife.

Holding the money bag, Yang Deli squatted beside him and slowly counted the money.

Jia Pingan was waiting for the tofu to take shape. In half an hour, Yang Deli counted the copper coins more than 30 times, with a nervous expression on his face.

No.30, the sixth time the money started, Jia Ping'an said helplessly: "Cousin, it's only five dollars."

What's good about five coins?It was clear at a glance, but Yang Deli counted tirelessly. Could it be that he has obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Obsessive-compulsive disorder is more troublesome, for example, I will always check to see if the gas stove is turned off, and always check to see if the door is closed.

Yang Deli raised his head and said seriously: "Five coins for a bucket of rice, this money can buy a bucket of rice..."

A bucket of rice weighs about ten catties. According to the appetites of Jia Pingan and Yang Deli, they are not far from starving to death.In other words, Lao Jia's family is not far from being wiped out.

What a pity!

Jia Pingan guessed that it was almost time, so he went to make tofu.

Remove the stone, uncover the wooden cover, uncover the cloth

White and tender tofu, watery tofu

He rudely grabbed a piece of tofu and put it into his mouth, savoring it carefully.

Maybe the beans are better now, he thinks they are sweeter and smoother than the tofu he ate in his previous life.

"Ping An, what is this?" Yang Deli also took a small piece and tried to eat it.

His eyes lit up instantly.