After finishing a plate of snacks, Jiang Zimo's feedback from the taste test was that they were all delicious. Rong Qing smiled and said, "Since you like them all, let's make a few more of each and leave them for you to have as dessert after dinner."
Sweet taste is actually very popular among people in this era, because sugar is still rare. Compared with those old-fashioned pastry shops, Jiang Zimo likes this new type of exquisite pastry made by Rong Qing himself more. It is sweet but not greasy, crispy and soft, and leaves a lingering fragrance in the mouth. He can't help but savor it after eating it.
If he opened a dim sum shop, it would definitely be packed with customers every day. However, he would not let his own Qing'er work so hard, and he did not want her to make dim sum for other people.
Rong Qing left a few more plates of snacks for her and disappeared in a flash. This time she came specifically to the warehouse where grain was stored. At first glance, there was really too much, too much. She stood there thinking for a moment, and took out the only space button of 100,000 square meters. She did not need to recognize the owner and could access it freely through the spiritual imprint she left behind.
With a wave of her hand, all the food in the huge warehouse disappeared. She didn't feel sad. There were 2 billion mu of arable land in the space, another 500 million mu of sandy land, and 2 billion mu of medicinal fields. Rong Qing had no room to plan for the rest. These were automatically divided after the space was upgraded.
The endless mountains, the flowing rivers, the boundless ocean, the mysterious desert, the snow-capped mountains and glaciers that stretch as far as the eye can see, the orchards, the sea of flowers...
They will automatically expand as the space expands, and new areas, buildings, etc. will appear.
So Rong Qing was not worried at all about the lack of food in the granary.
Suddenly, I thought of the warehouse where meat was stored. In the same way, I took away the meat that had been neatly arranged after being slaughtered. The space was almost two-thirds full.
The strength of a country is also inseparable from the development of agriculture. Ensuring that people have enough to eat is the most basic thing.
Rong Qing spent another five hours organizing agricultural-related materials, books, agriculturalists' notes, etc.
As for the seeds in his granary, it would be a waste to eat them. Seeds were the best. After finishing these, Rong Qing found a separate storage bag and began to prepare food for Jiang Zimo. The dried meat filled half of the storage bag, and the rest were various cooked foods and snacks...
Rong Qing stretched and returned to the warehouse again. Jiang Zimo was carefully checking the things on the shelf in front of him. Rong Qing took his hand and took him away.
This time, he stood directly on the top of a high mountain. "It feels great to be up here and have a panoramic view of the whole situation. I never thought that this seemingly unremarkable space would be upgraded and evolved into what it is now. Here, this is for you. It contains some high-yield seeds, freshly slaughtered meat, and agricultural research content."
Jiang Zimo is basically calm now, because his Qing'er is a treasure, and it is normal to take out anything. Yes, this is how he comforts himself.
Could you please not tremble slightly when you extend your hand? When he took it in his hand, he felt it was heavy, and the burden on his shoulders seemed to be heavier, but his eyes were shining with excitement.
He is very happy with such a heavy responsibility, and he will be proud as long as the country can develop and become prosperous and strong.
The storage bag filled with delicious food given to him from behind really touched him again. He hugged the lovely girl in his arms and expressed his gratitude personally.
When they separated, Rong Qing reached out and gently touched her slightly swollen lips with her fingertips. She glared at him coquettishly and asked him why he didn't speak.
My tongue is numb!
He treated me like a snack, how dare he do that? I reached out and pinched his strong waist:
"Hmph, you bastard, you've made my mouth swollen."
Jiang Zimo felt a little guilty. He couldn't say that his Qing'er was too sweet and delicious. He really couldn't control himself.
The two of them enjoyed a delicious meal together, and Rong Qing sent him away to practice. Don't look at him, his eyes are too fiery. She then took care of her own things for a while, and spent the rest of the time with the baby.
This continued for the next period of time, and she had basically completed everything she needed to do during the holidays. She also took care of the relevant information on the first generation of mobile phones, computers, home appliance series, business plans, future development plans, and other related things.
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Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, 120 days have passed in space. According to the time ratio outside, the time outside is now approaching the evening of the second day of the New Year, around 18:00, which is the time for the family to get together for dinner.
Rong Qing went to the training area, said hello to Jiang Zimo, and left the space. Just as he was about to go directly to the restaurant, there was a knock on the door, followed by the sweet and cheerful voice of Jiang Baobao:
"Sister-in-law, it's time to have dinner. Everyone in the family is back now. Grandma asked me to come and call you."
"Yeah, I'll be right there."
Once again, she sat at the same dining table with the entire Jiang family. Everyone looked at her in a friendly manner. Seeing that everyone was present, Grandpa Jiang picked up the chopsticks first, and then the others picked up their chopsticks.
The meal was very sumptuous, with crystal pork elbow, braised pig's trotter, roast duck, roast chicken, pan-fried hairtail, squirrel fish, braised prawns, braised pork... There were a total of eighteen dishes, including both meat and vegetables. The staple foods included sesame cakes, rice, steamed buns, and dumplings. In that era, this table was not only sumptuous but also luxurious.
Rong Qing obediently ate the dishes that Grandma Jiang and Mother Jiang had picked for her, but the more she ate, the more she realized that the flavors today were different and it was obvious that they were not made by the same person.
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