Lu Qiqi was the first to react, and just as she was about to speak, Madam Lu returned, cursing and swearing.
"What are you doing! You turn the house upside down the moment I'm not home? Are you trying to blow up the roof beams?!"
As Zeng and Lu Yao walked from the main room to the kitchen, they heard Lu's cursing and were momentarily unsure whether to continue.
But the contents of the wooden basin smelled so good, it made my mouth water.
"It's alright, Uncle and Aunt. I was just cooking with them. I didn't mean to blow up the house," Lu Qiqi explained.
Seeing that everyone was alright and it was just a false alarm, Lu Dahai slowly relaxed. He had been terrified just now.
The loud noise was like a giant boulder rolling down a mountain, shaking the heavens and the earth.
Lu Dahai said, "It's good that you're alright. Don't play with dangerous things, that's too scary!"
Mrs. Lu nodded and said, "That's right. Just stay home and do your best. If you have nothing to do, go help out at the factory. You'll always find something to do."
The Lu family, who never wanted to suffer a loss, actually made them work for the village in the factory for free. They must have been terrified by the popcorn machine earlier.
There was a commotion outside; judging from the noise, there must have been quite a few people there.
When Mr. Lu went outside, he saw that all the workers in the factory were coming this way.
A chill ran down my spine. I wondered what would happen if the villagers saw how much pork they had.
We all fled to Luzhou Prefecture together, starting from the same point: living in wooden houses and making charcoal cakes.
No matter how many charcoal cakes someone makes, they wouldn't be willing to buy so much pork, let alone whether they could even afford it!
Mrs. Lu was a little anxious and couldn't think of a good solution for the time being, so she could only stand there stamping her feet in frustration.
Lu Qiqi noticed that Madam Lu would occasionally look up at the cured meat hanging above her head, her face showing distress, and she guessed what was going on.
With so much pork, I'm not afraid of thieves stealing it, but I'm afraid of thieves eyeing it. Seeing so much pork, even if you don't have crooked thoughts, you'll still be jealous.
When you encounter someone like Qian, who takes advantage of every opportunity, it's hard not to think the worst of them.
However, Lu Qiqi felt that everyone who put down their work and rushed over was probably more worried about the safety of their own families.
Lu Qiqi walked out of the kitchen through the back door and closed it. Just then, the villagers stopped in front of her.
Aunt Fang was the first to ask, "Girl, are you alright? What happened with that loud bang?"
Lu Qiqi smiled and explained, "I'm sorry to have worried everyone. I accidentally dropped the pot, but luckily there was nothing in it and I wasn't hurt."
Seeing that Lu Qiqi didn't seem to be injured, Aunt Fang was relieved and said, "That's good. You made such a commotion, it scared everyone!"
"What kind of food do you want to cook? You can ask your aunt to make it for you. With your skinny arms and legs, it's hard for you to carry a pot."
Aunt Fang always treated Lu Qiqi like a beautiful young woman, completely forgetting about her deeds of saving the whole village from the bandits' den.
Lu Qiqi said, "Thank you for your concern, Auntie. I just slipped and it's nothing serious."
He added, "Thank you for your concern, folks. There's nothing wrong at home; it's just a misunderstanding. I'm sorry to have troubled you all to come over."
When the villagers heard that everything was alright, they went into the factory. None of them had time to wash their hands, which were covered in black soot that they could be used to smear their faces and make it impossible to see their original skin color.
The villagers dispersed, and Lu Dahai followed them back to the factory; he still had a lot of work to finish.
Mrs. Lu went back to the kitchen. She had just smelled a sweet aroma. There was no sugar left in the house, only a little honey.
Could it be that Xi Bao, that girl, spilled some honey while eating it?
Therefore, Mrs. Lu returned to the kitchen to check.
Using her keen sense of smell, Mrs. Lu spotted the plump, white popcorn in the wooden basin and asked, "Is this what you were making?"
Suddenly, Ms. Lu felt someone tugging at her sleeve. Looking down, she realized it was Saturday.
So, Mrs. Lu lowered her head and asked Zhou Liu, "Little Liu, do you have anything to say to your aunt?"
For some reason, Mrs. Lu's voice would always become softer and gentler when she spoke to Saturday, and she herself couldn't understand why this change occurred.
On Saturday, he put the popcorn in his hand to Mrs. Lu's mouth and said, "The popcorn is very sweet, Auntie, have a taste."
Ms. Lu couldn't refuse at all. She opened her mouth, and on Saturday, he took the opportunity to put popcorn into her mouth.
The popcorn was crispy and fragrant, leaving a sweet aftertaste in the mouth after chewing. Mrs. Lu exclaimed with delight, "This popcorn is really delicious!"
When Lu Qiqi returned to her room, she heard Madam Lu praising how delicious the popcorn was. She was very happy to receive everyone's praise, and it was worth all the effort she had put into drawing the blueprints for the popcorn machine.
Lu had work to do, so she didn't linger. She let Saturday feed her a few popcorn kernels and then went back to work in the factory.
In addition to the popcorn machine, Lu Qiqi also had blades custom-made at the blacksmith's shop. She then inlaid the blades into the wooden handle that Li Qingshan had already made, and a peeler was finished.
Lu Qiqi took out a sack of potatoes from her spatial storage. The potatoes were all ripe, and Lu Qiqi had a very good harvest.
When she had nothing to do at the Feng residence, Lu Qiqi would dig potatoes for fun, and before long, she had filled the entire room.
Lu Qiqi washed the potatoes and used a peeler to remove the skin. The old blacksmith was skilled and made a very sharp blade. With a gentle scrape, a thin layer of skin came off the potato.
When Li Changlong saw what Lu Qiqi was holding, he exclaimed in surprise, "Qiqi, this thing makes peeling potatoes so easy!"
Lu Qiqi nodded in agreement, she also found it very easy to use and very smooth.
After peeling the potatoes, Lu Qiqi said, "Second Brother, help me start the fire. I'll make something delicious for you to try."
Li Changlong never rejected Lu Qiqi's whimsical ideas. He felt that the two sisters, Lu Qiqi and Lu Yao, had pitiful backgrounds and always wanted to treat them as well as possible.
After all, Lu Qiqi and her sister are not like him and Xibao, whose parents are alive and well, and who are very loving and treat them very well.
Li Changlong lit the fire, and Lu Qiqi poured half a jar of oil into the pot.
Li Changlong was shocked. What was this thing that required so much oil?
This was hardly a trial run; Li Changlong even suspected that they had eaten this "good stuff" of unknown origin.
In the evening, a meal of stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork is inevitable.
Lu Qiqi took out the planer she had made at the old blacksmith's and rubbed it back and forth repeatedly on the boiling oil.
The thinly sliced potatoes rolled into the oil pan instantly.
Lu Qiqi demonstrated a few times, then handed over the slicing work to Zhou Yi, while she used an iron strainer to repeatedly fry the thin potato slices until they were golden brown on both sides before taking them out.
Then sprinkle a little salt on the freshly baked potato slices, and the old-fashioned homemade potato chips are ready.
As soon as the potato chips were ready, the kids in the family, like puppies drawn to the smell of meat, all crowded around.
"tasty!"
"It smells so good!"
"Wow, am I dreaming? I've tasted two delicious foods today!"
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