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

The whole room laughed out loud when they heard it, it's really bad luck for wicked people.

After laughing, Song Fubao turned his gaze to the others. The elder brothers smiled and said nothing, and honestly hid the chopsticks in their hands. It was terrible. My sister could cook so disgustingly one day.

Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zhang couldn't think of comforting words for a long time. Xiao Douzi was so disgusting that she wanted to cry, but she held back her tears and said, "I won't cry, Sister Fubao is not sad, she will eat delicious food in the future."

"Yes, yes, do it a few more times and think about it more, it will definitely be delicious in the future." Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zhang seemed to have found an opportunity, and hurriedly let Song Fubao down the steps.

Immediately, he took his little grandson to say goodbye and hurried home.

I was afraid that if I stayed for a few more seconds, I would faint from embarrassment.

Song Fubao held back his laughter, turned around and shook his shoulders. Others thought she was sad and comforted her one after another. Song Fubao responded one by one, and then started to do it again pretending to continue to study.

I made three pots in a row and improved each time, but it was still unpalatable.

Every time there are villagers who "come here because of the name" to take advantage of it and don't believe that the food is bad, and finally run away retching. In one afternoon, Song Fubao's reputation is even louder than when he made tofu before.

Everyone knows that Song Fubao, whose cooking is better than the chef of Tianxianglou, has been overturning.

This is exactly the effect Song Fubao wanted. Look, she is not a god, she failed so thoroughly and many times, and she has achieved results through experiments one after another. It depends on her brain.

The entire Song family stayed in a low-pressure atmosphere. Anyone who saw Song Fubao would feel comforted, throwing pot after pot of boiled pigs out of the water.

It wasn't until early the next morning that the Song family threw another pot out. The wild dogs passing by didn't eat it. The villagers shook their heads and ran away. The tofu group sold at home left. Song Fubao took Song Youbao and Song Youzhu together. White radish field inspection.

Three days later, the white radish seeds produced by the system really thrived, and most of them had three or four leaves, which were as big as a thumb.

It’s just that how many seeds are sprinkled in each nest, a few good seedlings will grow out, and the emergence rate is as high as 99.99%. In addition to watering, the problem that should be considered now is to properly pull out some seedlings.

After all, one radish and one pit is not just a saying, it is the truth of planting.

"Fourth brother, go and call me Mrs. Guilin, and tell her you can give her seedlings, let her come and plant them." Song Fubao knelt down, turned his head and patted Song Youzhu's shoulder, like a little adult.

Song Youzhu stood up, and Song Fubao thought of the neighbor Aunt Zhang, Uncle Zhang and the cute little Douzi family who was crying and encouraged her, and added, "Ask Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang's family, just say no and it's a waste."

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Song Youzhu ran fast, and before he ran, he winked at his fifth younger brother Song Youbao, as if to say: Hey, my sister arranged for me to do things but not you. The one my sister trusts the most is me. This brother! ! !

The embarrassment is beyond words.

Song Youbao also stood up, patted his chest, and signaled that he could also command him.

Song Fubao understood in seconds, this kind of fight for favor has been played no less than a hundred times in the past few years, and she has a tacit understanding, "I know Fifth Brother, you have other arrangements, don't worry, your affairs are more difficult and more important than Fourth Brother's." Woolen cloth!"

After hearing this, Song Youyin was happy.

Higher difficulty is more important?

Doesn't that mean that he is stronger and more reliable? Hahaha!

In less than a quarter of an hour, Mrs. Zhang grabbed Xiaodouzi, and Mrs. Guilin brought her little son Baozi with a vegetable basket on their backs, all of them looked embarrassed.

There were also villagers who followed to watch the play, seeing that these two families were really obedient and planting white radishes, they laughed happily.

"Ms. Zhang, why don't you join in the fun? You don't know anything about this thing, so just follow along and don't waste the land."

"That's right, sister-in-law Guilin, you only have a few pieces of land. This piece of land is the most fertile. Use it to mess around with Song Fubao. Aren't you letting your man and son starve to death? Song Fubao, when the time comes, you will support someone else's family." ah!"

"Don't mess around with me, Song Fubao doesn't succeed in everything, she doesn't even eat dogs when she cooks recently!"

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The hustle and bustle was filled with voices of persuasion, and Song Fubao didn't dare to promise, and then looked at Aunt Zhang and Aunt Guilin, "What they said makes sense, and it's my first time planting, if it doesn't work, do you want to think about it again? "

"Don't think about it. Our old couple's land can't be planted any more. It's the same to plant anything. We came here to show that we have thought about it. I think the seedlings are growing well, and they will definitely grow very big. It's okay to eat vegetables!"

Aunt Zhang said that Song Fubao didn't realize it, and she was right. In the eyes of others, this vegetable seedling will be a big vegetable when it grows up, which is not very cost-effective.

And this white radish seedling, it's not very tasty...

Mrs. Guilin also echoed, "I still say the same thing. I will listen to you. I will plant whatever you want. I will starve to death the bold and timid. I have nothing to eat now, and no one will lend us more. For food, there is a lot of skill in the mouth."