The mercenary queen traveled through time and space to ancient times and only wanted to farm

Chen Qingwu looked at his elder sister with his big, sparkling eyes.

"Okay, everyone, eat something to fill your stomach first, and we'll cook rice porridge in the evening."

After Chen Qingxin finished speaking, he gave some of the remaining wild vegetable soup in the pottery jar to his younger brother.

Divide the rest into three equal portions and add half a spoonful of sugar to each bowl. "Eat!"

Chen Qingwen scooped up a large handful of wild vegetables from his bowl:

"Eldest sister, these are for you. You are in good health now, so you need to eat more.

I am a man, I have thick skin and flesh, it is okay for me to drink less."

Chen Qingying swallowed her saliva and picked out what she could from the bowl with her chopsticks: "I'm small and eat less, these are for my eldest sister."

Chen Qingxin's nose felt sore and tears welled up in his eyes.

She quickly covered her bowl with her hands and choked up:

"Eat, the eldest sister is already well, you can all eat by yourselves.

Later, my eldest sister will cook rice porridge for everyone."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingying stopped picking up the food:

"Really? That's great!

I ate all the vegetable soup with sugar.

When I eat the rice porridge later, I will just take a small bite.

My elder sister is weak, my younger brother is young, my mother is sick, and my elder brother is tired from collecting firewood and digging wild vegetables in the mountains, so they all need to eat more. I will just try something a little bigger than this.”

After he finished speaking, he pinched a small part of his little finger with his thumb to indicate the amount of porridge.

Chen Qingwen disagreed and said, "My brother is an adult. The village chief said that when registering for household registration, I am the head of the family.

Taking care of the family is naturally my job, don't argue with your brother.

I drank the rice soup, and my eldest sister helped me divide the rice.

The ingredients were given to her by the gods, so naturally the eldest sister has the final say."

Xiao Qingwu looked at his sister as if he understood, and smiled sweetly.

He only knew that the meal his eldest sister served him today was super delicious.

It was a taste he had never tasted before, and even now, there was still a sweet taste in his little mouth.

Yes, who would be willing to put sugar in porridge?

Besides, there were no such advanced things in ancient times.

These days, there are only malt sugar, rock sugar, and brown sugar, which is still very rough old cane sugar.

I guess even the emperor has never seen this kind of pure white sugar that has no peculiar smell except sweetness.

There seemed to be a hint of sweetness lingering in the mouths of the brothers and sisters.

Even though Chen Qingxin had tasted all the delicacies in the world in his previous life.

However, changing into a new body will naturally be different.

According to Nuannuan's description, this body originally belonged to her.

Chen Qingxin in the 23rd century is just a life experience of her soul traveling through time and space.

It’s not an exaggeration to say that it’s a dream.

The two days of coma, in modern times, actually amounted to 25 years!

Even if there is no villa space to support him, he can still rely on his 25 years of life experience in his previous life.

With her advanced knowledge and ideas, she is able to thrive in this fictional ancient time.

at dusk.

The rain outside has stopped.

The roads in the village are muddy.

This is a good thing, as they don’t have to worry about villagers passing by their doorstep when they go up the mountain and discover something wrong with their home.

I promised to cook porridge for the three little ones, and I must keep my promise.

Chen Qingxin cleaned the pottery jar that he usually used to cook wild vegetables.

Because I used it to make medicine in the past two days, the vegetable porridge I just ate still had a hint of medicinal flavor.

Take out half a pound of rice, put it in the pot, and use a gourd ladle to scoop water to wash the rice.

When she was about to pour out the rice water, Chen Qingwen stopped her:

"Eldest sister, this rice is as white as snow, so there is no need to wash it, right?

Look at this rice water, if it is boiled, it will definitely taste better than wild vegetable soup."

Chen Qingying brought over the broken pottery jar that usually held boiled water and said with a smile:

"Eldest sister, put the rice washing water here and save it for making wild vegetable soup next time.

It’s milky white and looks delicious.”

After saying that, he made a swallowing motion.

Chen Qingxin looked at the pottery jar in his hand helplessly, his eyes were sore, the corners of his mouth twitched, and finally he swallowed what he was about to say.

She obediently poured the rice-washing water into the pottery jar in her sister's hand and said with a shy smile:

"Well... the rice needs to be rinsed with water again."

I saw the two little kids with confused and painful expressions on their faces.

She thinks it's more appropriate to put the blame on the gods:

“Grandpa the Immortal said that when mortals eat rice from the Immortal Realm, they must wash it twice with water.

However, rice washing water will not be wasted, you can use it to wash your face, hands, feet, and take a bath. Moreover, it has a beauty and skin care effect, that is, the more you wash, the whiter your skin will be.

In addition, rice water can be used to wash vegetables, which can easily remove harmful dirt stuck on the leaves; it can also be used to wash dishes and clothes..."

Chen Qingxin talked a lot.

Hearing this, the two brothers nodded rapidly.

"Sister, I'll light the fire and you just watch the pot." Chen Qingwen took the initiative to help.

"Okay, after the porridge pot boils, use a spoon or chopsticks to stir it in one direction.

Otherwise, the rice grains will sink to the bottom and burn easily.”

Chen Qingying, who was listening to her elder sister's words, interrupted:

"Eldest sister, is it the same way to cook wild vegetable porridge?"

After saying that, he stirred the food with his hands.

Chen Qingxin nodded her head and praised her generously:

"Smart! Just follow your elder sister! Beating eggs and mixing batter can all be done this way."

The little girl was full of admiration: "Eldest sister really knows a lot!"

Chen Qingwen said seriously: "I want to become as powerful as my elder sister in the future."

Xiao Qingwu was also not idle, helping his brother pass firewood.

Smelling the fragrance, my saliva flowed onto my clothes and the smile on my face never stopped.

Because the clay pot used for cooking porridge is relatively thick and not easy to overheat, a pot of porridge takes half an hour to cook.

"Okay, let's remove the big sticks."

Following his elder sister's instructions, Chen Qingwen removed the large wooden sticks from the pot room and covered the rest with ashes.

Chen Qingying took a mouthful of water and sprayed it on the still burning hardwood.

Chen Qingxin smiled with relief. These children were so adorable. She must take good care of them and let them grow up safely.

Perhaps it was because the aroma of the white rice porridge was too tempting that Chen Li woke up at night for the first time in her life.

"Mom, it's delicious! It's so fragrant!" Qing Wu told Chen Li about his feelings after eating the delicious food as if he was presenting a treasure.

Chen Qingwen and his third sister helped their mother sit on the wooden board.

He also carefully picked off the straw stuck in her hair.

Chen Qingxin first served a large bowl of porridge, put it aside to cool, and left it for his mother.

Then, fill a wooden cup with thicker liquid for my little brother.

She used a spoon to stir the remaining porridge evenly and divided it among her second brother, third sister and herself.

The three bowls are exactly the same, and there is not much difference no matter which one you choose.

Next, he unscrewed the cap of the beef sauce bottle and put a small spoonful into each person’s bowl.

"Gulp!"

Gulp! "

The only sound in the hut at this moment was the sound of swallowing saliva.

Especially the little bun, his drool soaked a large area of ​​his chest.

Chen Qingxin complained in his heart: "Oh! I have to sew a bib for Xiao Qingwu in the future."

He said, "Let's eat!"

Because it was too full, Qingwu's wooden cup was placed on the only wooden stool in the house.

The little guy could just reach it when he stood.

Chen Li didn't know where she got the strength from, but she actually stood up on her own.

He took the bowl of porridge handed to him by his eldest daughter and started eating.

He would look up and smile at the children from time to time.