beautiful teenager picking mushrooms

Xiao Mao sat on the bed and watched Mo Si's every move cautiously. He was a little afraid of Brother Lin's friend. Although he was not as scary as Uncle Hoe next door, he seemed to be just like Brother Lin.

After Xiao Mao and Mo Si went to the next door, Lin An lay down on the bed. Mentally, he wanted to sleep, but his mind was all about making cold rice noodles tomorrow. After the recipe was sold, he would have no money to earn. Way, now he is thinking about growing shiitake mushrooms besides selling cold rice noodles, but this thing is still a bit troublesome, and he can't do it without capital, so he can only do it step by step.

The next morning, Lin An unexpectedly didn't sleep late and ran to the kitchen in a hurry as soon as he opened his eyes. This morning, he dreamed that all the rice soaked last night was eaten by mice, and he woke up in shock.

"Why is it so early today?" Mo Si's posture of washing clothes is already in good shape, and it looks a little funny, while Xiao Mao is squatting on the side with rotten vegetable leaves and feeding two chicks.

"Get up and see how the soaked rice is doing." Lin An stirred it with chopsticks and thought it should be okay, so he went to clean himself up.

Xiao Mao walked out with the bucket after feeding the chickens. Lin An saw this and stopped him.

"I, I, me~~Field~~" Xiao Mao's eyes were a little evasive, and Lin An thought about it for a while before he slapped his head. At that time, Grandma Mao also gave Lin An the one-acre field at home, but Lin An has never been in the field since he came here, so he didn't realize at all that the burden of farming was handed over to him from that day on. He meant that Xiao Mao went out early every day and thought he had found a playmate Woolen cloth.

"Let your Uncle Mo go with you." Lin An gave Mo Si a look, motioning him to follow.

"..."

After dismissing those two people, Lin An moved a stool and sat under the locust tree, and began to stir and grind the rice manually. This thing is more difficult than making sugar water, but the cost is cheap. Try selling it a few times first, and wait until you earn money Then sell the prescription to the restaurant, which is another income.

Lin An stirred the pot of rice all morning, it was so sour that he couldn't handle heavy things.

"This is the rice cold noodle you mentioned?" Mo Si felt strange looking at it, and wanted to step forward to help.

"I still have to steam it. I don't know if it will be successful. Go and help me get the steamer from Xiaomao's house. I will light it up and try it now." Because the most difficult step has been done, Lin An also began to think impatiently. It's time for the next step.

Besides, Xiao Mao, he usually goes to water the fields alone. Recently, it’s too hot and it’s not raining. Others’ families are out to irrigate the fields. He is the only child in their family. Fortunately, his field is far away from the river. It's close, and I went to dig the ridges to irrigate the fields early in the upstream, and I can still pick up a good one.

Although the relationship in this village is usually good, but at this time, no one has given way to him. Whenever someone else's house asks for water, he can only obediently ask others to cut off the water. Today he originally It was late, but because Mo Si was standing beside him, the others didn't say anything.

On Lin An's side, he raised the fire, spread two layers of cloth on the steamer, waited until the water in the pot boiled, then scooped up some of the miso, poured it evenly into the steamer, covered it and steamed it for a few minutes .

"Good~~~It smells so good~~" Xiao Maopa sniffed his nose on the stove, his face was full of excitement. He was already satisfied with a full stomach before, and now he ate rice for a few days, and he felt like Like a dream.

"Fragrant." Mo Si stood aside and said a word with great interest.

"Really? There's no taste in this." Lin An felt a little funny. He had eaten cold rice noodles so many times in modern times, and this was the first time he heard that the noodles without seasoning were delicious.

After the pot was out, the three of them looked into the steamer together. Xiaomao was not tall enough, and he couldn't see what was going on inside with his feet on his feet.

"It seems to be possible." Lin An looked at the formed dough inside with excitement in his voice.

"That's it?"

"If you don't tell me, I'll forget it! I need to add some seasonings!" Lin An started to make seasonings, and asked Xiao Mao to pick a few cucumbers in the yard by the way.Speaking of the seasonings, which are salt, soy sauce, garlic, ginger, etc., Lin An thought about these things, and suddenly another idea came to his mind. It seems that he has never seen anyone eat soybean sprouts since he has been here for so long?This thing is easy to make, and the soybeans are relatively easy to get. Some families will keep the old soybeans as snacks in winter.

Lin An adjusted the dipping water, poured it directly on the cut rice cold noodles, then shredded the cucumber and sprinkled it on top. Sit and eat at the stone table under the tree.

Lin An couldn't wait to take a sip as he was walking, the taste was not bad, it would be even better if he could add some chili or meat sauce.

"How is it? Is it okay? If it works, we can go to the street to do some business again." Before sitting down, Lin An looked at Mo Si and Xiao Mao expectantly. He didn't make any money in the past two days. I was really anxious in my heart, because I was afraid that I was going wrong by selling the prescription.

"can."

"Delicious." Mo Si raised his head after finishing the first sentence, just in time to meet Lin An's shining eyes, so he added the next two words.

"Good, good, good~~eat~~" Unlike Mo Si's seriousness, Xiao Mao is very face-saving, eating all over his face.

"This should be able to make money, right? And I thought of another way. Later, I will ask the aunt of Uncle Li's family to help me go to the village and ask if I can buy some soybeans. It will definitely taste better then." Lin An He was a little proud of what he said, and the corners of his mouth raised as if he had seen the money he had made.

"Why? Believe it or not, it will be really delicious when I collect all these things together." Seeing Mo Si's half-smile, Lin An couldn't help but patted his puffed chest.

"letter."

"Earn, earn, earn~~~~ Big money." Mo Si and Mo Si's lukewarmness was much more pleasing than Xiao Mao, and he finished eating the bowl in two or three bites, and licked the bowl by the way Juice.

After Lin An finished eating, he went to Uncle Li's house and told Uncle Li about it. After hearing what Lin An said, Uncle Li sighed and said that Lin An's head didn't know how it grew. Books are different.

The eldest grandson of Uncle Li’s family has already married, the youngest is about the same age as Xiao Mao, and there are three granddaughters under him. I heard from Uncle Li that the eldest and the second child have already made friends with each other. Appropriately, after Uncle Li finished speaking, a little girl in her teens came in with tea.

"This is you Brother Lin, the one I often talk to you about. He is so old and earns a lot of money. The food is transported home in several truckloads." After Uncle Li finished speaking, the little girl blushed. She secretly looked towards Lin An, felt a little embarrassed after reading it, then ran away quickly with her head down.

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