Joe's Farming

When Wen Ge'er saw Qiao Yu coming, he quickly pulled everyone to warm themselves by the fire.

"Just sit still. Mom is making you some stuffed tofu. It's delicious."

Qiao Yu became interested as soon as she heard it, and said with a smile: "It sounds delicious. I always stew or stir-fry tofu, but I have never tried stuffed tofu before."

Wen Ge'er deliberately exaggerated and said, "It's rare that you don't know how to cook a dish. It's actually not difficult. I just tried to cook it, but it's not as delicious as mom's."

Qiao Yu walked towards the kitchen: "Then I have to learn."

In fact, stuffed tofu is very similar to stuffed green peppers. Just chop the fresh meat into fine pieces, add some chopped seasonal vegetables such as mushrooms, celery, and green onions, and make it into meat stuffing. Of course, there are no fresh mushrooms in this season, only soaked mushrooms.

Then cut the tofu into pieces, cut a cut in the middle and stuff the meat filling in, fry it first, then add water and soy sauce to thicken the sauce after it is cooked.

Sprinkle some chopped green onions before serving.

Because no one had slaughtered pigs to sell these two days, the bacon that Aunt Shi used was soaked in water last night. The meat was not dry or salty at all. Qiao Yu kept swallowing his saliva as he smelled it.

The chicken is almost done by now.

Aunt Shi told Qiao Yu to go and sit down quickly and dinner would be served soon.

Qiao Yu agreed verbally, but went to check the door first.

As if they had telepathic connection, Gu Feng walked in from outside and gave him a nice smile when he saw him.

Qiao Yu trotted over: "Is everything done?"

Gu Feng nodded: "The official who measured the land was not here today, so it took some time. But we got the documents for both families, so it wasn't a wasted trip. However, we have to wait for the official to measure the land early tomorrow morning, and add the specific figures to the documents."

Qiao Yu guessed that maybe no one really wanted to buy the mountain, and he was afraid that these two suckers would go back on their word, so he took the money first.

“How much did it cost in the end?”

Gu Feng pointed to four fingers and said, "It's still the same number, but they said they would give us the wasteland at the foot of the mountain."

Qiao Yu’s face was about to break from laughing. Doesn’t the wasteland at the foot of the mountain next door include the sand on both sides of the stream?

He had wanted to buy it before, but it was too barren and he couldn't think of any use for the sand.

But it’s a gift! Don’t miss it.

Besides the sand, there is also a reed marsh on that wasteland. Isn't that perfect for releasing ducks?

Qiao Yu kissed her husband: "Husband, you are awesome!"

Every time Gu Feng went to buy land, there would always be an extra surprise.

Gu Feng glanced around and found that no one was watching, so he said expressionlessly: "It's what a husband should do."

Then he took out his purse from his bosom and gave the remaining one hundred taels to Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu dodged nimbly: "What? You gave all the money to your brother last time, don't think I don't know. This is your pocket money, you have to take it."

Wang Jie came out of the kitchen with dishes and saw Qiao Yu hiding in his purse. He was surprised and said, "What pocket money? Qiao Yu doesn't even care about it? And you're still hiding."

Gu Feng took it back in his arms embarrassedly: "Nothing."

Qiao Yu paused and said proudly: "Our brother Gu, no matter how much pocket money he is given, he never bothers to pay it forward. Wang Jie, you should learn from him."

Wen Geer happened to hear this, so he came up to Qiao Yu and asked, "How much pocket money do you usually give to Brother Gu?"

Qiao Yu smiled mysteriously and said, "Not much. But you'd better not know. A man should have money in his pocket."

Brother Wen nodded, not quite understanding.

Wang Jie put down the food and pulled Gu Feng aside: "Brother Gu, how much pocket money does Qiao give you a month? My family only gives me 100 Wen a month."

Gu Feng showed a trace of pity in his eyes: "It's better for you not to know. Just know that no matter how much money I make, I will give every penny to Qiao Er."

Wang Jie gave a thumbs up and said in admiration: "I respect you. You are so hard on yourself."

If Wen Ge'er didn't know exactly how much he earned every month, he would definitely hide some of the money and hand it over.

The dinner was very rich, with chicken, meat and tofu.

Qiao Yu really likes the mushrooms and taro in the mushroom stewed chicken, and the stuffed tofu is also delicious with rice.

Aunt Shi was very happy to see that he liked it, and she was afraid that Brother Qiao would not be satisfied with it being her first dinner.

"Brother Qiao, eat more. We have two mouths to feed now."

Qiao Yu nodded continuously: "I'm eating. I haven't stopped since I came to your house this afternoon."

Li Qiuju rarely picked up a chicken leg for Wen Ge'er: "Wen Ge'er, eat the chicken leg."

Wen Ge'er was stunned and said embarrassedly: "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Li Qiuju blushed and said, "Why thank you? We are all family."

Qiao Yu looked at him and both of them smiled.

Seeing this, Aunt Shi glared at Li Qiuju, then picked up a chicken leg for Qiao Yu as well: "Qiao, you eat too."

Brother Qiao quickly smiled bitterly and said, "Auntie, I just ate two bowls of rice and I can't eat any more." Then he looked at Gu Feng.

Gu Feng put the chicken leg into his bowl: "Thank you, Auntie. I'll help him eat it."

Aunt Shi smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, okay."

After dinner, Qiao Yu and Gu Feng went home hand in hand.

Li Qiuju cleaned up the dishes and returned to her room unhappy. She complained to Wang Qiang: "What does mom mean? She glared at me when I gave Wen Ge'er a chicken drumstick."

Wang Qiang hugged his son and rolled his eyes at her: "You don't know how you looked at your brother-in-law before. Today, you know you need someone to help you, so just give him a chicken leg. I invited Brother Qiao today, but you don't know what's going on and you blame me."

When Li Qiuju heard this, it seemed as if her husband made her look like an unpleasant snob.

Li Qiuju frowned and said, "What should I do? I didn't think too much about it. I just thought that I wasn't very nice to Wen Ge'er before, so I'll give him a chicken drumstick when we eat chicken at home today."

Wang Qiang comforted his wife when he saw her like this: "It's okay, we are all family. As time goes by, your husband will know what kind of person you are. You are just stupid, don't do this again. Mom is just warning you."

Li Qiuju hurriedly said, "I know, I know."

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Because the officials were coming to measure the land, the Gu family got up earlier than usual.

Qiao Yu fried the dough sticks herself and asked Gu Feng to go to her aunt's house to buy soy milk.

Four officers came, and since this was probably the last job before the New Year, they wanted to finish it quickly and have a holiday soon.

Qiao Yu first invited the four officials to have breakfast, and then measured them slowly after they had eaten.

The police were also human beings, and they just ate a little in the morning. Now, seeing the golden fried dough sticks and steaming soy milk, they felt hungry again.

"Brother officer, this is just something I cooked at home. It's not worth much. Even if you don't eat it, my family also needs to have breakfast. How can I let you wait?" Qiao Yu advised.

The four officials then sat down to eat together, praising Qiao Yu's cooking skills while eating.

Qiao Yu happily touched Qiao Xing's head and said proudly: "This dough stick was fried by my Xiao Xing. Isn't it amazing?"

Qiao Xing blushed at the praise.

The four officers were amazed: "Great! Mr. Gu really has a good way of educating his son."