Then he started eating it himself. The black noodles mixed with eggs were really delicious. He wished he could eat it every day.
Jiang Wanyue smiled with satisfaction. It seems that her cooking skills are pretty good.
She put the dumpling soup into her mouth and was immediately petrified.
I don't know what was mixed in this black noodles, it's too irritating to the throat, and it's hard to swallow even mixed with soup or water.
Well, let’s just steam the sweet potatoes tomorrow…
Jiang Wanyue drank the whole bowl of black noodles with great difficulty.
Fortunately, the one-year-old kid doesn't need her to feed him, otherwise she would go crazy.
Song Huaizhi was very sensible and went to wash the dishes.
Song Yunying was wiping the table with a rag.
Jiang Wanyue took this opportunity to go back to her room to see the treasure bowl.
There were suddenly three eggs in the basin, but the money did not increase.
Is it that I can’t make money, or that I don’t have enough time?
She thought about it, left a dollar and an egg, then put a sweet potato, some black flour, and a piece of cloth in it.
Then he locked the treasure bowl into the box.
Song Yunying leaned in and asked, "Mom, where did you put the basin?"
"Ahem!" Jiang Wanyue felt a little guilty, "I have other uses for that basin, you guys can use other things to deal with it."
There were only two basins in the house, a washbasin and a large wooden basin. Song Huaizhi had to use a ladle to wash his younger brother and sister's faces, and then use the large wooden basin to wash their feet.
Jiang Wanyue followed the local customs and cleaned herself up.
When she was going to the toilet, she almost fell... She didn't want to think about how devastated she was.
When she returned to the room, the three children were already asleep. She laid them neatly sideways and covered them with quilts.
Seeing that there was still a small space left on the bed, Jiang Wanyue sighed deeply. She didn't know how many times she had sighed today.
What a fucking life!
There was dry straw under the bed, plus a thin, damp quilt. Jiang Wanyue couldn't get used to sleeping there and woke up early.
She quickly got up to look at the treasure bowl, and when the cabinet was opened, she was stunned.
In the dim morning light outside, she saw that the sweet potato, egg and black flour in the basin were almost exploding and spilling everywhere.
She picked out the eggs and counted them. In one night, one egg became twenty-five!
There are also several more pieces of fabric!
Unfortunately, the money didn’t increase, but eggs and cloth can be sold for money, so it’s not a big problem!
Jiang Wanyue analyzed that circulating currencies such as money and gold should not be regenerated, otherwise it would disrupt the market, but things such as food and cloth can be produced continuously!
Are you still worried that you won’t have a good life in the future?
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