A wicked woman from a peasant family, spoiled by a rough man from the mountains.

When it comes to buying food, they would definitely be reluctant to part with it, but every household has sweet potatoes, so they are not worth much.

"Daughter, do you think that thing is really made of sweet potatoes?" Ms. Liu couldn't figure out how to make starch from sweet potatoes.

That stuff looks like flour! Can you still do this with sweet potatoes?

Mr. Liu couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought about it, but since his daughter said it could be done, she could definitely do it.

Lin Dayuan took the money and quickly went out to buy sweet potatoes.

Lin Xia knew what Mrs. Liu was worried about, so she comforted her and said, "Mom, don't worry, I won't lie to you. It's made from sweet potatoes. You'll know after I give it to you later."

Then she thought of another question!

The meat grinder was not brought! Is it possible to do it again by hand? This is definitely not possible.

Just when he was worried, Su Chengze came back carrying a pile of firewood.

"Oh Chengze, you've gone to chop firewood. Just put it down and let your father go!" Mrs. Liu saw Su Chengze coming back from chopping a pile of firewood and hurriedly took it from his shoulder.

Lin Xia originally thought that he was going out for a walk, but he didn't expect that he would come back after cutting so much firewood in a short time.

"It's okay, Mom, I can do this work. I saw that there wasn't much firewood at home, so I thought I still needed firewood, so I went to chop some and came back."

Su Chengze said, patting the dirt on his body, and then glanced at his little wife.

The meaning is obvious, he just wants his wife to praise him for you.

The first thing Lin Xia thought of when she saw him was to ask him to go home and get the meat grinder.

He stood up and pulled Su Chengze aside. Su Chengze was still thinking about his little wife, was he trying to praise himself? ! He's so petty that he has to wait until no one is around to praise him.

"Ms. sir, please go home."

Su Chengze was completely stunned when he heard this. What are you going to do at home?

"Did something happen at home?" Su Chengze's first thought was, had something happened to Su Chengming?

Lin Xia quickly shook her hand, "No, no, nothing happened at home. I wanted to teach my mother and the others how to make starch. Then they can't run to our house every day to get starch. It's better to let them I’m making it at home! But we were in such a hurry when we came here that we forgot to take the meat grinder.”

Lin Xia briefly told him her thoughts, and Su Chengze immediately understood what he meant.

"Okay, I'll go home and get it now."

Lin Xia nodded, "Yes, sir, go home and get it now. If you know how to drive a carriage, it will be faster."

Unexpectedly, the man touched her head and said, "Your husband, I can ride a horse. I can just ride back directly. There is no need to drive a carriage. It will be faster that way."

Lin Xia had forgotten about this matter. The most important thing was that she didn't seem to know about it.

But this is indeed faster.

Lin Xia helped him unload the carriage, and then let him ride back directly.

"Be safe on the road!" Although Lin Xia knew that nothing happened, she still gave him instructions.

Seeing Su Chengze mount the horse, Ning Ning and the others immediately ran over.

"Wow, Daddy, you're on a big horse!" Ning Ning's little eyes were full of admiration.

Qinghe's eyes were shining brightly from the side. He also wanted to ride a big horse, but seeing the current situation, there must be something wrong.

"Is daddy handsome?" Su Chengze asked his daughter on the horse.

"Daddy is the most handsome!" Ning Ning said, clapping her hands below.

Qinghe:……

His dad is such a stinker!

After hearing this, Su Chengze crossed his legs and set off immediately.

"When I come back, I'll ask you and your brother to ride horses!" Su Chengze said to them before leaving.

After hearing this, Ning Ning and the others felt like they had been given blood.

"Dad said he would ask us to ride big horses when he comes back!?"

Lin Xia shook her head helplessly when she saw the expressions of the three of them. As expected, children are still brave. If she were asked to ride on them, she would probably be scared.

And these little guys are obviously eager to try.

Sure enough, she is older.

Lin Xia stopped caring about them and went back to the kitchen.

"Daughter, what did you ask my uncle to do?" Ms. Liu asked while baking the cake, thinking that her uncle had just come back and didn't let him have a good rest, so she went out again.

Lin Xia raised her eyebrows and had no intention of telling Mrs. Liu now. The main reason was that it would be much more convenient for her to explain it after they had seen it with their own eyes. If she told them now, they would probably not believe it.

"You kid is starting to show off." Mrs. Liu saw that she didn't say anything and didn't ask any more questions.

Concentrating on making pancakes, she has become much more skilled now. Before, she only knew that this white flour could steam steamed buns, but she didn't know that it could make such delicious pancakes.

However, this white flour is not something that ordinary people can afford. Their family only eats a little during the Chinese New Year.

It's better now, I just start practicing with these white noodles, no matter how I say it, I feel a little distressed.

"Daughter, do you think they are really willing to buy this cake?" Ms. Liu expressed her worries.

Normally, those who work on the street would be willing to buy a steamed bun or something. If I don't remember, they would just buy a steamed bun. And their cake has no fillings, it's just a dime, so I don't know if those people are willing to buy it.

Lin Xia also thought about this question. In fact, she felt that the cake could definitely be sold. Firstly, the cake itself was delicious, and secondly, a piece of cake paired with a bowl of hot and sour noodles would make them happy. Eat well.

And what I sell is not very expensive, three cents a dime, five cents two cents, and the meat buns over there are about the same price.

But my cake is bigger than his, and I eat one cake to eat almost two buns.

"Don't worry, the pancakes will definitely sell. When the onions grow later, you can make green onion pancakes. That one will taste even better than this one."

Lin Xia didn't have too many green onions now, so she didn't make green onion pancakes first.

But now that she has left it to them, how to grow vegetables in winter? It shouldn't be a big problem when onions are grown later.

"Scallion pancake?" Mrs. Liu heard something new again, "Is the green onion pancake made the same as this pancake?"

Ms. Liu is most worried about her craftsmanship. She believes that what her daughter said must be good, but she is afraid that she has not learned it well.

That would be a waste of my daughter's craftsmanship.

"Yes, when the time comes to add oil, chop the green onion into small pieces, sprinkle a thin layer on it, and then roll it up. It's pretty much the same as now." Lin Xia said simply. Learn how to make green onion pancakes.