Chapter 58 Refined Flour
"Sister-in-law~" Sun Pingmei's cheeks blushed slightly, and she stamped her feet and said coquettishly.
Her skin is not thick enough to be impenetrable.
Jiang Fubao, who was standing by, was trying so hard to hold back his laughter that his stomach hurt.
"Okay, okay, stop being greedy. Hurry up and dig some mustard greens. Let's eat shepherd's purse and egg dumplings today. We just happen to have some coarse flour left at home. What a pity. If it were fine flour, the dumplings would taste better."
Zhang Jinlan said while swallowing.
It has been five or six years since I last ate refined noodles.
Life at home was pretty good at that time.
"Grandma, do you want to eat refined noodles? There's some at home!" Jiang Fubao smiled sweetly. There were fifty kilograms of flour in the space, which was refreshed every day, so a lot of it was wasted.
Zhang Jinlan was a little stunned when she heard her granddaughter's words.
Yes, the granddaughter is blessed by the immortals, and whatever she says can come true.
Is it really possible to create delicious noodles out of thin air in the kitchen?
With anticipation, the few people dug wild vegetables faster and faster.
Finally, I got home before noon.
They didn't even have time to wash their hands. They put down their backpacks and bamboo baskets and ran straight to the kitchen.
Everyone excitedly checked every corner of the kitchen, but there was no trace of flour.
Not disappointed yet.
Outside the yard, Jiang Fubao's screams were heard in the kitchen.
"Grandma! Come out quickly."
Several people heard the sound and hurried out of the kitchen.
"Grandma, is this flour in the jar? It's so white, why is it different from coarse flour?"
Jiang Fubao opened his eyes wide in an exaggerated manner.
Seeing the ethereal face, Sun Pingmei's mouth opened even wider.
It turns out that what my niece said was true. She really can make her words come true! A spirit really appeared in the house out of nowhere.
Oh my god, it turns out that I wasn’t dreaming this morning, everything was real.
Until this moment.
Only the Jiang family believed Jiang Fubao's words completely.
He also believed that there was an immortal protecting her.
Jiang Fubao, who was standing by, lowered her head and smiled secretly when she saw her family so excited.
The flour in the jar was poured in by her when she pretended to wash her hands.
"Fubao, don't tell anyone about this, understand? You must not tell anyone about what happened today."
Only Zhang Jinlan's face showed more worry than joy.
She picked up her granddaughter and gave her instructions over and over again.
Until the sons come back from town.
Only then did she put her granddaughter down.
"Mom, the eggs were sold out, and when we went to buy some bones, there were just two big bones left in the butcher shop, so the shopkeeper sold them to us cheaply, charging only three cents."
Jiang Dahe put down the backpack.
Give the purse to your mother.
The inside is filled with copper plates.
"No one in the village saw us, right?" Zhang Jinlan asked as she took the purse.
"No, we found a corner to sell it. Don't worry, mom."
Jiang Dahe was sweating profusely. After he finished speaking, he came to the vat that collected mountain spring water, scooped half a ladle of water with a wooden ladle and drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking, he let out a deep breath.
Very comfortable.
"You kid, drinking cold water will upset your stomach! There is hot water in the kitchen. You are almost a grandfather, why are you still acting like a child?"
Zhang Jinlan was so angry that she started cursing.
"Mom, Yamato is also very thirsty. We must be more careful next time. Let's go to the kitchen to make dumplings. The shepherd's purse has been cleaned and washed."
When her husband was scolded, Zhu Yingqiu came to his aid and dragged her mother-in-law to the kitchen.
Before going in, the couple looked at each other.
The expressions vary.
"Dad, we have some flour at home. Grandma said we'll have vegetable and egg dumplings for lunch. What are dumplings?"
When the original owner was born, there was a drought.
There is no money at home.
So the original owner had never eaten dumplings.
Jiang Fubao pretended to be confused and asked his father.
"Dumplings are dumplings filled with fillings, and they are delicious. But where do you get the fine flour at home?" Jiang Siyin, who was unaware of the situation, looked at his wife.
"When Fubao was in the mountains, he said there would be fine flour at home. When he came back, he found that the jar outside the kitchen was full of fine flour. It was white and better than the fine flour sold in the town."
Zhang Yanzi explained.
Now it was Jiang Siyin's turn to be shocked.
"My daughter, don't tell anyone about this, okay?"
The worries of mother and son are the same.
Jiang Fubao listened to the nagging again.
Half an hour later, we finally had dinner.
"Thanks to Fubao, we have some noodles to eat at home. I just sold eggs, so I won't sell the noodles anymore. I'll keep them for myself. There are enough dumplings in the pot!"
While Zhang Jinlan was speaking, Zhu Yingqiu and Sun Pingmei each brought two soup bowls and placed them on the table.
"Eat it. There's more in the pot. Add more when you're done."
The glutton Jiang Tongtu shouted happily: "Grandma, I want to eat thirty dumplings!"
"Eat, eat, eat. You can eat as many as 40 of them as long as they don't break. Eat as much as you want."
The dumplings were made with fine flour, shepherd's purse and eggs, and I didn't spend a penny. I just put a little salt and lard in them.
Zhang Jinlan didn't feel sorry at all.
She waved her hand.
The Jiang family immediately picked up their chopsticks and started eating.
"It smells so good, my dear, am I dreaming? How come life has suddenly become so good? Woohoo, I would be happy if I could live five years less."
Sun Pingmei chewed the dumplings, tears welling up in her eyes with excitement.
"Pah, pah, pah, just eat your meal, why are you talking nonsense!"
Jiang Eryong uttered "Pooh" three times.
She was afraid that what her daughter-in-law had just said would come true.
"Fubao, are the dumplings delicious?"
Seeing her granddaughter's cheeks bulging from eating so much, Zhang Jinlan asked with a smile.
"It's delicious, grandma. The dumplings are so delicious. I want to eat more in the evening."
Shepherd's purse is Jiang Fubao's favorite wild vegetable.
If the eggs are replaced with meat, they can be stuffed with shepherd's purse and meat.
I’m afraid this dumpling will be more fragrant.
"There are no dumplings for dinner. We've eaten all the eggs and can't make egg pancakes. Grandma will make you some bone soup noodles tonight. They're delicious too."
"Okay~"
Jiang Fubao is not picky.
She responded and continued eating.
In the main room today.
It's hard to find peace.
Everyone was busy with their mouths and no one was chatting.
Finished a meal.
No one could move.
There was only soup left in the pot.
Jiang Eryong, who had the biggest appetite, also drank a bowl of dumpling soup to satisfy his stomach.
"I live like this. Even if you offer me land to trade with me, I won't bring any."
Jiang Tongmu burped.
Full of happiness.
"I won't change it either. I heard from others that the landlord Zhou in Zhoujia Village is not as well off as our family. He only has 15 mu more land than our family. Now the harvest is so bad, and his family is also eating brown rice porridge."
Jiang Tongtu, who was as well-informed as his biological father, echoed.
"What kind of landlord is he? There are many landlords in the town who own hundreds of acres of land and eat meat and rice every day. You are a big fool."
Jiang Eryong picked up the food between his teeth with his fingernails.
Laughing at the little son.
"Humph, we will eat meat every day sooner or later. Maybe we will vomit after eating meat and beg grandma to make vegetarian dishes for us."
Jiang Tongtu pouted and snorted with disdain.
Others didn't take it seriously and just thought he was talking nonsense.
Only Jiang Fubao smiled mysteriously.
This day will come sooner or later.