A small peasant girl's home is bare, but I have a spiritual space

Lin Yiran looked at the dazed looks of the few people and couldn't help but feel that she should keep a low profile in the future so as not to scare them again.

Mother Lin led them to where the things were placed, and they all gasped when they saw such a large pile of things.

The light is too dim, and I can't see clearly what's going on.

Lin Laosan turned around and opened the kitchen door, and the room suddenly became much brighter.

Now everyone could see clearly, and when they saw the rice and flour, their eyes lit up green.

Lin Laosan was so excited that he kept touching this and that with his hands.

I grabbed a handful of rice and looked at it carefully. Each grain was plump and crystal clear.

He shouted: "What good rice! I have never seen such good rice. Tribute rice is probably only as good as this!"

No, no... tribute rice is not that good, only gods can eat such good rice."

Father Lin quickly covered his silly son's mouth.

Only then did Lin Laosan realize what a stupid thing he had done, and cursed himself inwardly for going backwards as he grew older.

Lin Yiran quickly came out to smooth things over, "Dad, we live in a remote area, and few people come here.

Besides, Third Brother is too excited. A smart person like Third Brother will definitely not make such a stupid mistake next time, right Third Brother?"

Lin Yiran winked at Third Brother Lin.

Brother Lin San nodded repeatedly before his father took his hand away, “Oh, I’m almost suffocating.”

Brother Lin San patted his chest. At this time, Brother Lin Er picked up a toothbrush.

He asked Lin's mother, "Mom, what is this for? Is it for brushing teeth?" He even put it to his mouth and gestured a few times.

Mother Lin patted her second son's shoulder excitedly and said, "You are indeed my most promising son. You are so smart."

Brother Lin's body shook when he was slapped, and then Mother Lin realized that her second son was weak and had not recovered yet.

He quickly put the rag on his hands, took the medicine pot off the clay stove and placed it on the table, then took out five coarse porcelain bowls.

Pour the ginseng soup into five bowls. Suddenly the whole room is filled with the unique fragrance of ginseng.

Brother Lin walked to the table eagerly and sat down. He picked up a bowl, looked at the color, smelled the flavor, and his expression became more and more excited.

"Is this... ginseng soup? No, it tastes better than ginseng soup, and the aroma is stronger."

Lin Yiran felt that her second brother was probably the smartest and most knowledgeable person in the family.

Lin Yiran nodded approvingly, "Second brother, this is indeed ginseng soup, and it is made from ginseng that is a hundred years old."

"Ah! This is such a waste! This is a gift from your master, you should keep it well.

My second brother has only heard of 100-year-old ginseng, it is too expensive."

"No matter how valuable your things are, they are just dead objects. They are not as important as the health of our family members.

Drink the ginseng soup and you will recover quickly. "

Although Second Brother Lin was pale and weak, with a thin and skinny figure, he still had a handsome and elegant temperament.

I kept complaining in my heart, "Ah..., what a monster!

Although he had the original owner's memories, the shock of seeing the real person's vision far exceeded his imagination.

This kind of person is not something that can be raised in such a remote mountain village. Judging from his appearance, it is no exaggeration to say that he is a descendant of a noble family.

"Hurry up and drink, one bowl for each person, it can cure diseases if you are sick and keep you healthy if you are healthy. Don't let Ran'er down."

Lin's father, the head of the family, made the final decision.

Everyone stopped talking and silently picked up a bowl to drink. It was so delicious.

It has a hint of fragrance in its sweetness, and has almost no unique bitterness of ginseng, nor any earthy smell.

After drinking it, I felt that all the pain and fatigue in my body were swept away, and I felt warm and full of strength.

He is worthy of being called the Centennial Ginseng King!

Third Brother Lin was the first to finish drinking. He immediately opened the lid of the medicine jar and his eyes lit up when he saw the ginseng slices inside.

"Mom, let's share this ginseng slice."

When Mother Lin saw the eager and expectant look in her third son's eyes, her heart softened.

"Okay, let's share it, but I'll give a few more slices to your second brother and Ran'er." Third Brother Lin nodded in agreement quickly.

Lin Yiran wanted to refuse, but when she saw Lin's mother's attitude that would not tolerate rejection, she said nothing.

After a while, all the ginseng slices were divided up.

Next, Lin Yiran found toothbrushes, toothpaste, shampoo, facial cleanser, skin care products, soap, and even a few towels from the pile of things.

Several people looked at these things with curiosity.

Lin Yiran explained to them how to use these things, and the whole family was extremely excited.

Third Brother Lin was the first one who couldn't sit still. He couldn't wait to take his share and go to the courtyard to try it out.

Seeing the third brother Lin rushing out, the second brother Lin gave Lin Yiran a look. The brother and sister walked to the small courtyard.

I saw Brother Lin had a bunch of bubbles on his head and he was anxiously groping for something with his hand.

"He was clearly here, where did he go? Did he run away?" Third Brother Lin muttered to himself.

Lin Yiran looked at the towel hanging on the wire rope above Third Brother Lin's head and tiptoed over.

He reached out and took it down. “Third brother, are you looking for a towel?”

"Oh," Third Brother Lin was frightened by the sudden sound and cried out.

"Xiao Ran, you scared me to death, give me the towel quickly, my eyes hurt so much that I can't open them.

The shampoo you mentioned is not easy to use. It has too much foam and I can’t even open my eyes.”

"Third brother, this is not the way you use shampoo. You squeezed too much out. Not only is it a waste, but it's also hard to rinse it out."

Lin Yiran handed the towel to Lin Sange and poured the water in the basin onto the open space.

I rinsed the basin several times before the foam was cleared away.

He scooped up more than half a basin of water and brought it to Brother Lin San. After changing several basins of water, Brother Lin San finally washed his hair clean.

Huhu...it’s finally done. It wasn’t easy!

Brother Lin San touched his hair. It was very smooth and had a floral scent.

It is really easy to use, and it is cleaner and smells better than washing with soap nuts.

Third Brother Lin's eyes suddenly lit up and he moved closer to Lin Yiran.

Quietly pulling Lin Yiran's arm, "Little sister, do you think that if we sell this shampoo, will the business be booming?"

"Third brother is quite smart and has the talent for business."

"These few bottles at home are for our family members to use."

"But the soap-making thing I told you about last time can be put on the agenda." Lin Yiran smiled and patted his third brother's shoulder.

"Can that soap really make clothes smell nice and clean?" Third Brother Lin looked at Lin Yiran doubtfully.

"Of course, let's wait and see."

"It's time to eat," Lin's mother's voice came from the kitchen.

"Okay," Lin Yiran replied happily.

"Come on, Third Brother and Second Brother, let's go eat together." Lin Yiran pulled one with his left hand and the other with his right hand, and the three of them walked towards the kitchen together.

As soon as I opened the kitchen door, the aroma of meat and rice hit me in the face, "What delicious food has mom made? It smells so good!

Mom’s cooking is always the most delicious!” Lin Yiran’s exaggerated tone made her mother laugh.

"Stop talking nonsense and eat." After seeing his three children sitting down, Father Lin picked up the upside-down porcelain basin.

The three plates below were revealed, one plate of braised rabbit meat, one plate of roast bacon, and one plate of scrambled eggs with leeks.

At this time, Lin's mother brought over a bowl of white rice from the stove.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, several people couldn't remember how long it had been since they had eaten meat, and they kept drooling.

"Let's eat," Lin's father had just finished speaking when only the shadow of chopsticks could be seen.

The meal was devoured in no time, and everyone was rubbing their stomachs to digest the food in the yard.

"This is the most delicious and filling meal we have had in recent years," said Father Lin with emotion.

"Yes," Lin's mother agreed.

"In the future, we will all have enough to eat and eat well. We can eat as much chicken, duck, fish, meat and seafood as we want.

I'll eat so much white flour and rice that I'll vomit." Lin Yiran promised, patting his chest.

Everyone listened to Lin Yiran's childish words, and no one thought she was speaking empty words.

It is impossible for her to be mediocre as she has such an immortal master.

The fate of the Lin family will be rewritten at this moment.

Everyone started working together in the afternoon, and Brother Lin took out some rice paper from his room.

This was a gift from his teacher, and he has always kept it as a treasure.

Today I reluctantly took it out to draw a soap mold for my sister.

I watched my sister use a fire stick to draw squares, rectangles, ovals, plum blossoms, and sunflowers on paper, and marked the sizes.

Brother Lin was overwhelmed by what he saw. He didn't know that soap could be made into this shape.

After finishing the painting, he gave the rice paper to Lin's father, who asked him to give it to the carpenter to make a mold according to the marked size.

He also told Brother Lin San to find a piece of wire mesh, a very fine one that even small ants couldn't get through.

Lin's mother took the initiative to make lard, and she had prepared wood ash in advance.

Seeing that everyone had something to do, the usually steady Second Brother Lin became a little restless.

Lin Yiran looked at Second Brother Lin, who was on pins and needles, and knew what he was thinking.

"Don't worry, brother. You will be busy in the future. You have been to school and your handwriting is good. The soap wrapping paper will depend on you in the future."

Only then did Brother Lin smile.