Generals take care of their children: The master mother leads the system to farm

The fish are asleep, and Li Shixi is working hard.

Gu Jingyan pushed Ouyang Siyuan, who was sleeping soundly and had just finished lunch, and ran to Xiaoleshan again.

Li Changle asked Jiang, how to prepare food for about 100 people?

Jiang's eyelids twitched, "A hundred people? Otherwise, let's just make porridge..."

So, luckily I bought two bags of food today.

Jiang started cooking sweet potato porridge in the afternoon. There were three stoves in the kitchen of the house, one big stove for boiling water, with a large iron pot on it, and two connected stoves, one for cooking porridge and soup, and one for cooking.

All three pots were used, the rice was washed, the sweet potatoes were cut into small pieces, water was added, and they started cooking.

Li Changle also stayed in the kitchen and said to Jiang with a smile:

"Aunt Jiang, you've been busy at the house for many days recently."

Jiang said hurriedly that she didn't dare, "It's what I should do. I'm used to doing it every day. How can I be tired?"

"I went to the county today and bought some cloth. I brought one for your family and a pair of velvet flowers for Zhu'er. Remember to bring them back later."

Jiang wanted to refuse, but she opened her mouth and closed it again, and changed her position from squatting to burning the fire to kneeling down.

"Thank you, Madam, for your reward."

Li Changle had no choice but to pull the woman up from the ground. He was too lazy to discuss the issue of whether to kneel or not. After a long time, he probably got used to it.

The two of them spent a lot of time cooking several large buckets of thick sweet potato porridge.

Li Changle also sprinkled red and white sugar and sesame seeds into it, which made Jiang gasp in amazement.

Li Changle let out a long sigh. It was so cold. It was hard for people to sleep in the open air every day just to serve the people living in the border areas.

She just prepared a few pots of porridge so that these people could drink something thick and hot before they hurried on their journey in the cold weather.

Moreover, there are about 100 people, and the gratitude reward is as much as 100 contribution points. The existence of the system is reasonable, and she will definitely make money.

In the evening, Liu Tiechui and Liu Dajiang carried the porridge buckets and bowls and chopsticks covered with cloth to Xiaoleshan. It took them several trips back and forth to finish carrying the food.

There were not many bowls and chopsticks, so Li Changle asked everyone to take turns eating and just fetch a few buckets of water from the nearby well to rinse the bowls.

After washing the fruit plate and taking out some small loaves of bread from the warehouse, Li Changle and his two children had dinner with the porridge.

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Jiang cleaned up the stove and boiled a large pot of hot water for the host as usual. It could be used for drinking or taking a shower with cold water.

Afterwards, she went back to Liu's house, carrying a piece of dark red cotton cloth and a pottery jar of sweet potato porridge in a bamboo basket.

When Liu Tiechui opened the door for her and escorted her out of the house, he saw the cloth in the woman's hands.

The couple looked at each other, with a hint of smile in their eyes that others couldn't see.

It was already dark, but it was only a few steps away from Liu's house, and I could get back there with my eyes closed.

Jiang entered her own yard and went straight to her mother-in-law's room.

Mother-in-law Jiang was leaning over the table on the kang, squinting her eyes and correcting Zhu'er on the wrong step in sewing the silk thread.

"My goodness, how come this little hand went astray while playing? Look where it went wrong, Grandma can't see clearly..."

Jiang put down her things and went to the kitchen to get bowls and spoons without saying a word to disturb the old man and the child.

I first poured a bowl of porridge for my mother-in-law and put it on the table, "Mom, let's eat something first."

Then she helped Zhu'er sit down and poured out half a bowl of food to feed her.

There was an oil lamp lit on the kang table, but the light was dim and Mother-in-law Jiang could not see clearly what was in the bowl.

When he scooped the food into his mouth, he paused, "It's sweet... and has a sesame flavor."

Jiang said in a gentle voice: "Mother's tongue is very sensitive. Madam put a lot of sugar and sesame seeds in it."

Mother-in-law Jiang nodded, "They are all precious things. When I worked for the master, I could only get a few sesame candy cakes during the New Year. And this is only for us as embroiderers."

"The host I met nowadays is more generous. He lets you bring back whatever you eat. Even if it's only been a few days, I can tell that they are a good family."

She swallowed a mouthful of thick sweet porridge, looking nostalgic.

Jiang fed her granddaughter a mouthful of porridge, then leaned forward and whispered to the old woman, "Mother... today, your daughter-in-law heard one of them call the male master... General."

“I don’t know if I heard it wrong.”

When Leng Yi and Leng Er are in the house, you can't see them. Once Li Changle leaves the house, at least one of them must follow him immediately.

What Jiang heard today was Lin Hai's shouting.

"General?"

Mother-in-law Jiang's wrinkled face also showed surprise, "The host is a couple of the general?"

"It should be. The skills of the followers are not simple either."

Granny Jiang was silent for a long time before she said quietly, "You and Tiechui should be more alert when you are on duty."

Those wealthy families are full of filth and dirt, with flies and insects flying around everywhere.

Whenever there is something unhappy and someone suffers and waits for death, it is always these servants and slaves who are to blame.

Jiang bowed her head and agreed. She and her husband had always been careful people, so how could they not understand what her mother-in-law said? The previous head of the family was not the first head of the Liu family.

The dishes and chopsticks that Liu Dajiang and Liu Dahe brought back were all washed. Yan said that those people would not bring back the unwashed ones for him, for fear of causing trouble to the people in the village.

The two brothers had no choice but to follow them.

Li Changle was relieved to see this, as Jiang would have less trouble tomorrow.

The contribution points have been received and Li Changle smiled happily.

"After the harvest, I still have to rent a harvester, which costs 80 contribution points. It's really a waste of money..."

"To plant 40 wheat seeds in a row across 80 acres, this trip will cost 160 contribution points."

System: "Yes, 40 acres of wheat seeds and 400 contribution points reward for the farming task progress."

Li Changle was even happier, "I remember that the contribution point in the firewood room was calculated based on 10% of the total area, and one farming task was only contribution points.

This time it is calculated by mu. Completing one mu is 10 contribution points. The difference is not a little bit!"

System: "Host, you also know that the arable land of Chaifang is not even half of an acre. It is a palm-sized piece of land. The system is generous enough to give you a reward of one acre."

Li Changle seemed to understand, but not quite. It means that the larger the cultivated area, the more rewards will be given for the farming tasks.

Gu Jingyan came back at night and told him that all the sweet potatoes in the field had been transported out of the farm.

Li Changle was curious about how such a large team could hide its tracks.

Gu Jingyan said that the actual number of people is more than two or three hundred, and there will be support along the way.

Moreover, there was an imperial decree from the Emperor that the local officials along the way must offer assistance and not act rashly.

Otherwise, it is hard to say whether these grains can reach their destination. After all, in the north, it is not only the people in the border areas who are suffering, but there are also many refugees everywhere.

Gu Jingyan looked at his wife with complicated eyes, holding her hand which was already warm in the quilt, "Next year, I may have to ask you to bring out more sweet potato seedlings."

Next year, the first batch of seedlings grown from ordinary sweet potato seedlings will be donated to the counties that have provided assistance along the way.