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

Song Fubao's waking time is getting longer and longer, and he only needs to sleep two-thirds of the day.

This also gave her more time to research the system.

The first thing I do every time I wake up is to open the system to sign in, but there are always times when I wake up and miss the time, so it took three months to save enough for a full month of sign-in.

After she clicked the last sign-in, the familiar system prompt sounded again:

[Gourmet food earns money and spends more and more. The system starts to activate, the progress is 2%...37%...69%...100%, the system is activated successfully, and the primary system automatically unlocks the recipe*12. If the production of one recipe meets the standard, the next one can be unlocked!welcome! 】

Song Fubao quickly clicked on the first recipe, it was Mapo Tofu!

The characteristic of this Sichuan dish is its beauty, numb, spicy, hot, crispy, tender, fresh, and crispy. It is delicious in one bite. The only drawback is that it consumes too much rice.

She can do it too, but she is also curious about whether it is different from her own method.

But after looking at it, there is not much difference. I have the recipe, but I don’t know if there is tofu.

With the dream of trying to become rich for three generations, Song Fubao clicked on the extraction menu*1. In the next second, a piece of paper slowly fell from the roof. Song Fubao could not turn over or see clearly while lying on the bed. Judging by the voices of other people.

But suddenly, she remembered that what she saw just now was in simplified characters. Could the ancients of an unknown era recognize it?

The most important thing is that according to the information collected in the past three months, the three generations of farmers in the old Song family, except for her silly father who learned a few words from others, the whole family is illiterate and illiterate!

"Hey, what is this and where did it come from, daughter-in-law, take a quick look!!" Father Hanhan's voice sounded, and Song Fubao heaved a sigh of relief, just in case he knew him.

She waited in anticipation, straining her ears to listen.

"You are the only one who knows a few words in a big family. You can see who it is. I don't know where it came from. It just floated down from my head!"

Li Xiuzhi's mood improved a lot after resting for a few months, and she regained some tenderness. Her expression was radiant with maternal love. Because she ate well, she gained a little weight and looked coquettish.

"However, since Fubao was born, pheasants suddenly came to the house, and then there were wild rabbits, and the wild boars were killed once when they ran into a tree. Let me say, this is something that God gave us to Fubao?"

Hearing what his daughter-in-law said, Boss Song also felt that it made sense, so he unfolded it and looked at it immediately, but he didn't think to say a word after reading it for a long time.

Song Fubao slandered: Dear father, you are talking and talking, saying that it is a recipe, a recipe that can be eaten so that you can make money, a recipe that makes your daughter grow up to be a rich second generation!

"Sir, what the hell is it?" Li Xiuzhi was impatient and couldn't bear it anymore.

"I, I only know the top two characters. I saw it when Lucky in the town came to the restaurant to deliver wild boars. Read the recipe!"

After Boss Song faltered and hawed, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Recipe? When did our family have a recipe? Could it be that God gave it to Fubao? Let us make it for Fubao?"

After asking three times in a row, Song Fubao almost choked to death on his own saliva, her baby, mapo tofu, for her to eat? !

She coughed violently, and Li Xiuzhi quickly turned around and hugged Song Fubao, patted her back for comfort, and complained, "Why are you talking so loudly? Look, Fu Bao was scared. You said it was a recipe, a recipe, a dish. Can it be fed to a milk baby! You better go out and ask your mother how to do it!"

After finishing speaking, Li Xiuxiu threw Boss Song out again and concentrated on teasing Song Fubao.

Boss Song had no choice but to go to the old lady Song, Song Fubao waited so anxiously, all the calculations were not as good as the sky, and after a quarter of an hour, Boss Song came back without the recipe in his hand.

"Mother said that it must be a good thing for Fubao to grow up as a dowry. If you show it to others, it will be a big loss if someone steals it and goes to Fubao. So mother said that when Fubao grows up, she will be sent to school. , put away the recipe first, and give it to Fubao when she grows up!"

"That's fine, anyway, it belongs to our Fubao!" Li Xiuxiu nodded, feeling better again, humming a lullaby she had never heard before.

Listening to the whispering of the couple, Song Fubao raised a small hand and covered his face.

Ah, despair!

[Gourmet food earns more money and spends more system prompts: Please pay attention to the host, the system is only effective for the host himself! 】

Song Fubao: Ah, even more desperate, how long will it take her to hold a big spoon!

"Sanggong, look quickly, Fubao will raise his hand, this gesture is so gratifying, it's so rare, mother, my dear, you are so obedient!"

"Daddy's sweet baby, let Daddy hug you!" Boss Song was also overjoyed to see it, and immediately bent down and stretched out a finger to fool Song Fubao's round face.

Look at their darling daughters, with round heads, round brains and round bellies, big black grape-like eyes blinking like the brightest stars, eyebrows thicker than ordinary children, and a head of black and shiny hair, thick and fluffy of.