The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

When the news of the white radish came out, he heard it mentioned in the report in front of His Majesty that he was young, but he was quite talented and lucky in agriculture.

This time the white radish was planted by her, and the government office found out and reported it.

Although the age of seven... is a bit outrageous, but this is reported by the government layer by layer, so it must not be fake, plus the luck, it may not be sure, who cares about the age.

Moreover, His Majesty attached great importance to this blessing and gave him a reward.

"Yeah!" Meng Xuanye confirmed, and Meng Qingyun was even more shocked, "Seven years old, does she have a high stove to cook for you every day? You can do it!"

He is a farmer, farming for Da'an, a brat wouldn't take advantage of his status to bully others and force them to cook for him every day, right?

Thinking of this, Meng Qingyun felt a little angina.

The guard hurriedly explained, "My lord, you misunderstood, it is Fu Bao who loves to cook, she is a good cook and has a lot of tricks, now she cooks the twelve signature dishes in the Tianxiang Building in Beijing, and sells them to Tianxiang What about the upstairs, and she is upright, she has a small temper, and the elder son can't force it, the elder son always comes to the door to eat by himself... I happened to meet a few times, and we just ate together."

Almost telling the truth, the guard hurriedly backed away with a chuckle.

Meng Xuanye's face was black, and Meng Qingyun smiled, that's fine, but he is not an ordinary child if he can control his son, it is really different.

So the father and son discussed Song Fubao, completely leaving the Huai family aside.

Huai was helpless, he didn't interrupt the conversation of the two several times, he was so angry that he ate a few mouthfuls and went back to his room.

The next day, Meng Xuanye got together with his friends in Tianxiang Tower early in the morning, and had another good meal showing off his notebook, dolls and other good things he brought back.

Gained great satisfaction.

Especially the full set of storybooks, the capital has only been updated to more than 40 times, and the one in Meng Xuanye's hand has already come to the finale, the whole book is there, who can't be tempted.

Whether it's a man, or a mother and sister in the inner house, which one doesn't want it?

Immediately everyone competed for this set of books, and in the end, Meng Xuanye gave Song Fubao a favor as a reward, the British public grandson, Qi Yu.

Others grabbed Qi Yu and wanted to line up to borrow it.

It took three or four days in a flash, and when we were waiting to set off and were delayed by heavy rain on the way, the journey back took a total of six days and six nights. After careful calculation, it was half a month before we left Ping'an Village.

He couldn't wait to go back to the village first to look at the rice and the concrete road being built. The cement road was so fast that one side of the entire road had been paved, and even most of the road was dry.

The villagers have already started to repair the other half.

Compared with the beginning, everyone's enthusiasm brought by the sense of accomplishment is even higher. You can see that everyone is tired along the way, but they are extraordinarily excited, as if they were high school champions.

When he arrived in the village, Song's family got off the car, and after a brief exchange of greetings, he went straight to the paddy field. Song Fubao was holding seven paddy paddies with a smirk, that's right, seven paddy paddies!

After half a month of mutating, bah, growing, the rice grains basically take shape. A single ear of rice has seven to nine rices, and each rice is as big as a centimeter in length from the tip of a little finger.

Seven grains of rice, plump and white in the palm of the hand, is also very spectacular!

There are six spikes in a stalk of rice, and if they are all peeled off, there will be half a handful of rice in a stalk of rice. If it is cooked and expanded, it may be as large as a small bowl.

How terrible.

Thinking of the modern father of rice, Fu Bao really felt that it would be great if he could see it, rice can really be big!

The effect of directly multiplying the yield per mu by five times!

[Ding, the delicious food is more beautiful and the system reminds you that a new crop of rice appears, the lucky draw chance +1, and the total number of lucky draw chances that can be used is 3.5 times, please hurry up and complete the system task, complete the stewed pork rice within today, you can get another one Lucky Draw Chance! 】

Row!

Song Fubao took up the task decisively.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the big face of Meng Xuanye, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and was startled, "Why are you back? You came back just in time. Come, pick ten ears for me. It seems to be edible. Go back and try!"

Meng Xuanye looked at the rice in her palm, and was also fascinated. The fruit that grows looks like this, white and fat, and it looks really delicious.

There was something good when he came back, so he hurried to help, and followed Song Fubao straight to Song's house. The two had a tacit understanding, one cooking fire and the other cooking.

Song Fubao made the stewed meat sauce while soaking the rice. The stewed meat in stewed pork rice was quite different from the stewed meat sold by Li Xiuzhi. No matter how fast it was, it took an hour to cook.

The taste was so delicious that the sauce alone made Meng Xuanye show off a bowl on the spot.

The rice had been washed long ago, and then steamed in a pot. As soon as it was out of the pot, Li Zheng and the village chief arrived when they knew that Meng Xuanye had returned. They smelled the fragrance when they entered the door, and they were in a very good mood. It was the right time.

"Fubao, are you thinking about something delicious again!"

Xu Guoyin's face became thicker, Song Fubao divided the rice into fist-sized bowls, a total of twenty bowls, and then poured marinated gravy on each bowl, and served with two small wild vegetables, which looked translucent white and green Oil and black gold are fragrant, giving people a great visual impact.

"Village Chief, Lizheng, this is rice, the newly planted one. I picked it and cooked it. It looks good, but I don't know how it tastes."