The beggar's chicken was taken to the dining room, and Yuan Yuan also dragged Mrs. Ye over.

The two daughters-in-law of the Yuan family followed behind, their faces full of novelty.

Their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were cleaning up the vegetable patch in the morning. They knew that the young ladies were messing around with the food, so they didn't bother them.

But this is the first time I have heard of wrapping food in mud.

When he arrived at the dining hall and saw that everyone was here, Yuan Qing was ready to make clay balls.

Just as Mrs. Yuan was about to go up to help, she saw Yuan Qing smashing the mud ball with a punch.

Mrs. Ye raised her eyebrows: "Look, isn't this good? You must tell my granddaughter to be quieter one by one. If you want me to show her true nature, my husband will not dare to bully her after I keep her."

She has been doing farm work since she was a child and is very strong. Only her eldest granddaughter has inherited her strength.

Mrs. Yuan looked helpless, shook her head and chuckled.

In the morning, when she was preparing breakfast in the restaurant, she saw the eldest lady of her family holding a knife in one hand and pressing the chicken with the other. She raised the knife and dropped it. The little niece liked "Er Mao" the most, and her head was missing in an instant.

If outsiders find out about this, I am afraid that he will lose his reputation as a tough man, let alone the husband, and there will be no one to propose marriage.

Yuan Qing broke open the clod of clay, and the scent came out.

The bamboo leaves are peeled back, and the chicken, which is full of color, fragrance and flavor, seems to be glowing.

Yuan Yuan sat down at the table and swallowed: "Wow...it smells so good..."

Several female elders of the Yuan family were also shocked.

Mrs. Yuan Er said with emotion: "Qing'er, where did you learn these tricks? This is simply... it's even more delicious than Sifanglou's signature meat."

Sifanglou is the largest and most popular restaurant in Chang'an.

In the eyes of today's people, chickens, ducks and geese are not considered meat at all. The main meat is mutton. At this time, pork is cheap and cattle are regulated. Then there are hunted animal meats such as rabbit and deer, which are more common.

It's like saying that this kid made a vegetarian dish taste like meat.

Yuan Qing smiled and said: "When I was in the village, I saw the old beggar eating so much. I tried it today and it was pretty good. This dish is called 'Beggar's Chicken'."

She figured it out last night. As long as it wasn't too outrageous, no family would casually suspect that their child was reborn in time and possessed by a demon.

After all, children's personalities follow their mood. It's normal for it to be sunny and rainy today.

After she finished speaking, she saw that no one seemed strange, and all their attention was focused on the beggar's chicken.

Mrs. Ye took the knife and broke the chicken apart in a few seconds.

Everyone couldn't wait to try it. It tasted really good.

Yuan Qing also tasted it and found it was a bit bland. But compared with the food nowadays, it can be said that it is very delicious.

Child Yuan Yuan has a chicken drumstick in her left hand and a drumstick in her right hand, running around happily.

Run a few steps, take a bite, chew, chew, run around happily, and then stop and take another bite.

Yuan Qing told several elders: "This salt is a bit bitter. If it is finer and more salt is sprinkled, the taste will be more delicious."

Mrs. Yuan was amused: "Every salt in our house doesn't have the same taste. The salt in our house was bought from Hedong by people from Awentuo."

There are hundreds of acres of salt fields in Hedong, and most of the salt produced must be paid as tribute.

Yuan Qing sighed and said with some regret: "If you can wash the salt... like clothes, the bitter taste should be removed."

In the first episode of someone's time travel, she was able to make salt to improve her life. It's really a bit embarrassing for her as a time traveler.

At this time, Yuan Yuan took another bite of meat and said vaguely: "You can use... plant ash!"

Yuan Qing was shocked.

She knew about plant ash. At this time, every household kept plant ash, which was used for washing clothes, shampooing, or filling menstrual belts.

But how to purify coarse salt?

The other elders didn't take it seriously and looked at the lively little guy with loving expressions.

The more Yuan Qing thought about it, the more excited he became. I was dripping with hemp. In my impression, in the TV series, the time traveler made fine salt and was declared to be a deity descending to the earth, and was finally granted the title of marquis and the prime minister?

She looked at the little old girl, the biological daughter of Heaven.

The case was solved, and the time travel god sent her here just to be the assistant of the little scientist! ! !

After all, little kids have small hands and feet, so it’s not easy to put ideas into action.

She said that Li Liyuan's famous cooking skills were originally intended for her to discover coarse salt and start the little girl's technological life! ! !

The salt-making chapter of the magical skill of traveling through time is late but arriving.

Come on, little darling, I'll help you get to the top.

She picked up the little guy with a mouthful of meat juice and said, "Grandma, grandma, aunt, I took Yuan Baoer to play in the shack!"

He said and ran towards the kitchen.

Yuan Yuan held the delicious chicken drumstick tightly with her two little hands, stayed for a moment, and then started to giggle again: "Sister, sister... hurry up, hurry up..."

The three elders were stunned. The eldest lady in the family was only eight years old and had too much strength.

The three-year-old little chubby baby was a bit difficult for the two aunts to hold for a while, but it was easy for the mother-in-law, who is naturally strong, and the men in the family.

Mrs. Ye was stunned for a while and laughed loudly: "What am I talking about? The child is as strong as I am, and I will keep it from being bullied in the future. We women are not sending our children to the in-laws' house to be tortured. Aggrieved."

Both daughters-in-law stopped talking.

Yuan Qing put the little girl in the kitchen to eat chicken legs, and then prepared all the ingredients.

"Yuan Bao'er, are we mixing plant ash into salt water?"

Yuan Yuan happily finished eating the two big chicken drumsticks, then spread her two small hands flat and stretched them out.

Yuan Qing took out her handkerchief, wiped her mouth and hands.

Then looked at her expectantly.

Yuan Dachong was very impressed and showed his dimples.

She put one of her lower legs on top of the other, trying to cross her legs.

Unfortunately, my legs were short and I couldn't hold them up, so I slipped down.

Yuan Qing resisted laughing, remained serious, and even looked away.

Yuan Yuan glanced at Sister A secretly, and when she saw that she didn't notice, she sat upright with some concealment.

"Sister, as mentioned in "Jijiuzhang", tulips are half white, green and purple, chestnut, silk, cyan and red, and green and silk."

Yuan Qing: "..."

Yuan Yuan wrinkled her chubby face and said "How could you not know?"

Yuan Qing: ...I really didn’t realize even a single punctuation mark had anything to do with salt production.

She motioned with her eyes to the little old girl to continue.

Yuan Yuan scratched his chin.

The system remained silent for a long time, just waiting for the host to activate the first result. At this time, the host paused and reminded anxiously: "Host, have you forgotten what the teacher said last night? Say it boldly!!!"

There is a lot of common sense in life in this book. The systematic lecturer not only teaches the original text, but also explains the content and extends it to life, giving many examples.

Otherwise, how could the little host with a super high IQ study for so long just by memorizing?

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