Traveling through the farm, I just want to earn money by farming

Chapter 118 New Food

The next morning everything was ready, the rapeseed in the fields had been harvested, and only needed a few more days of sun before it could be threshed. The villagers, who had a little free time, rushed over to help.

"How many gifts have been made for this festival?" After lunch, Qing Ning went to the workshop.

Qingke kept working and replied, "This one is already done to perfection. I wonder if the second master's is ready?"

"I just went to check, and they made about a hundred bamboo basket lunch boxes. The uncles are still strong and not willing to give in. They are full of energy." Qing Ning said with a smile.

"Then pack these 100 boxes and send them over first. It's already quite hot out there, and if you wait too long, the taste will be affected."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, elder sister. I'll find someone to write the name card."

After saying that, he went out to look for someone.

He arranged for people to pick up the food boxes and for the brothers to write name tags, all in a busy and orderly manner.

"Oh, why is my handwriting still so ugly?" Qing Ning looked at her own handwriting and felt a little discouraged because it was really unbearable.

Meng Erlang, who was sitting next to her, heard her sigh and came over to take a look. Well, it didn't look good.

"Sister Qingning, don't be impatient. Practicing calligraphy requires time and effort, and requires a proper method. Besides, you've only just started learning, so being able to write clearly is good."

Qing Ning glanced at him and said, "Okay, you know how to comfort people."

"It would be great if I could make a rubbing of this. It would be quick, time-saving, and look good." Qing Ning stared at the name tag, her little face wrinkled.

Meng Jinhuai smiled and said, "That's not difficult. There's a bookstore in this town or county. Besides, Uncle San knows how to engrave. Why don't you go find him?"

"Ah? Why didn't I know that Uncle San could engrave? Oh, I'm so stupid. Uncle San's skills are like Lu Ban in the world. I should have thought of it earlier." He said and slapped his head hard in annoyance.

In a moment of excitement, she grabbed Meng Jinhuai's hand, her eyes shining like the sun in the sky, burning and hot.

"Thank you, Second Brother Meng. You are so smart. If you hadn't reminded me, I would have dragged you into doing this strenuous task."

After saying that, he stood up and rushed out. When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he stopped hastily and said to them, "I'd like to trouble you all first. I'll make you some new food today."

"This little girl is very powerful and impatient."

Meng Jinhuai was lost in thought as he stared at the little girl's back. She looked so bright and innocent, so enviable!

After getting Yu San's response, Qing Ning was in a very good mood. She came back and went into the kitchen to tinker with her new food.

After a long while, she came out of the kitchen and went to the vegetable garden, picking a large basket of fresh peppers. Only the sound of thudding sounds could be heard in the kitchen.

"Ah~ I can't stand it! My eyes." Startled by the sudden scream, everyone quickly put down their pens and ran to look at her.

I saw that her face was covered with tear marks, and her eyes were narrowed and tears were flowing uncontrollably.

"Qingning, what's wrong with you? Are you hurt somewhere? Let me take a look." Yu Wu hurried forward and pulled her to take a closer look.

Qing Ning said aggrievedly: "I'm not hurt. I was chopping peppers. They were too spicy and stung my eyes."

A group of people felt distressed and helpless, so they let her rest.

"What's going on? What are you all doing?" Old Mrs. Chen came over from next door and asked curiously when she saw a group of people gathered in the yard.

Yu Jinan told Old Lady Chen the reason, which made her very sad.

"My dear, please stop. Grandma is here, your poor eyes are all red from smoking."

A small incident could not affect Qingning's determination to cook delicious food. Old Mrs. Chen didn't let her do it, so she just watched from the side.

"What are you going to do with all these Qin peppers?" Old Mrs. Chen asked after chopping the Qin peppers.

"Grandma, make the pepper sauce. You light the fire and I'll do it."

After preparing everything needed, they heated the oil in a wok and with a sizzling sound, the smell was so strong that not only the two people in the kitchen but even the people in the outer courtyard could not escape.

"Cough cough cough~ What's the use of this lime? It's so pungent that the smell can be smelled in the whole hall." Several people who were writing in the room were coughing non-stop because of the smoke.

"A-choo~ I can't take it anymore, I need to go out for some fresh air"

"Ah sneeze~A sneeze~"

For a moment, the whole yard was filled with the sounds of coughing and sneezing.

Yu Jinan couldn't help himself and stood in front of the kitchen and asked, "Qing Ning, what are you doing? Why is it so choking?"

Qing Ning sneezed, rubbed her nose, and came out, exhaling, "I'm making Qin pepper sauce."

When I was almost used to it, I turned and went into the kitchen again, but was stopped.

"Here, this handkerchief is wet, cover your mouth and nose with it." Meng Jinhuai wet the handkerchief at some point, and seeing that the little girl was uncomfortable, he gave it to her.

Qing Ning took the handkerchief and smiled sweetly at Meng Jinhuai, saying, "Thank you, Second Brother Meng."

"No, there's a clean cloth here. Give it to Grandma."

"Second Brother Meng, you are so kind and thoughtful. Thank you!"

"Let's go, let's continue writing name cards." Yu Wu and a few others went back into the house.

By the time all 100 gift boxes were ready, the sun was already setting. He packed up the braised food he had ordered and arranged for his brother to deliver it.

"Brother, here are 100 gift boxes. Each family will receive a portion of braised duck jerky. Here are the braised dishes we ordered. Please give them to Uncle Xu. Also, give this bottle of Qin pepper sauce to Uncle Xu. Tell him to come over sometime in the next few days. I want to discuss business with him."

Qing Ning explained everything and urged them to be careful on the road. Because there were so many things, Meng Jinhuai had five more servants accompany him, in addition to Chen Ming and Chen Qingsong, and changed to a larger horse to pull the carriage.

The horses were indeed fast enough that they returned just in time for dinner, saving them from having to leave any food. Shopkeeper Xu also came with them.

"Manager Xu is here, let's have dinner together."

Shopkeeper Xu was not polite and just said sorry for bothering them before sitting down and having dinner with them.

"Qingning, are you making new food?" Shopkeeper Xu saw an extra cold dish on the table.

"Well, this is the cold noodles I just made this afternoon."

"The taste is refreshing, the sauce is slightly sour and spicy, and paired with green vegetables, it is both delicious and beautiful. It's just right for eating in this weather." Shopkeeper Xu liked it very much.

"Everything tastes a bit dull when it's hot, this is great, it's refreshing and appetizing." Mr. Ma is particularly fond of this cold skin dish.

After the group finished their meal, the women cleared the table and went about their business.

Old Master Yu and the others were not in a hurry to go back, so they sat down to rest and wanted to hear what Qing Ning was going to do next.

"Uncle Xu asked you to come here to talk to you about opening a braised food shop."

"Do you want to open a shop?" asked Manager Xu.

Qing Ning shook her head and said, "I don't have any plans to open a separate store yet. I want to sell it in your restaurant."

Shopkeeper Xu was a little puzzled and looked at her, waiting for her to continue.

I don't know if anyone likes to watch such peaceful content. There are not too many dramatic ups and downs, and there is no emotional line at present. I always feel that it does not conform to the plot that people like nowadays. It is too bland.

Every day when I look at the data, I always have an urge not to write anymore, but every time I pick it up again, I tell myself that I have already started and should not give up easily. What if someone likes to read it?

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