Farmer's Notes from Another World

Chen Amo hugged Xiaotuanzi and said to Chen Mo: "Hey, look at my head, why don't you come back and bother you with all these things, it really shouldn't be. Ah Mo, it's cold in your room. It's not cold, it's going to be cold today."

Fang Zeng said with a smile: "Ah, it's okay, if you don't tell us that you are all a family, who else will you talk to. After the eldest brother comes back, I just have something to discuss with him. Don't worry too much."

Seeing that everyone ignored him, Xiaotuanzi became a little unhappy, and shook his small body up and down, screaming "Ah, ah", and didn't even take a break for a moment.Ah Chen hurriedly coaxed him, and Chen Mo was also lured with a rattle, so he was happy.

But here, Fang Zhiyuan really thought of a way to make money after deliberation.He still drank the duck soup and sighed when he saw the duck blood: "If you add more vermicelli, it will be a duck blood vermicelli soup. With Mammy's craftsmanship, it must be so delicious that you can even swallow your tongue."

In fact, Fang Zhiyuan doesn't really like vermicelli vermicelli.When he was a child, his family had relatives in the Northeast, and he didn't bring the special products next to those relatives, but he brought this vermicelli vermicelli.His grandma is a diligent and thrifty old lady who manages the house, so naturally this thing will not be wasted.

Stir-fried, stewed, cooked together with dishes, almost every now and then, such a dish with vermicelli vermicelli will be served on the table.Fang Zhiyuan didn't like it at first, but since he was a child, he naturally got tired of eating this way.Later, when he was out for a living, he had no money, so he helped other people's food stalls.

Although the owners of those food stalls were philistines, Fang Zhiyuan did the work for them, and the good ones would give them a few pennies.Those stingier stalls also gave Fang Zhiyuan a bowl of food, which was made by each stall.At that time, he ate a lot of food like vermicelli, rice noodles, and rice noodles.

I was tired of eating when I was a child. At that time, because I didn't have money and didn't have to choose, I naturally had to eat if I didn't want to be hungry.So, after being in this world for so long, he thought of stewing mushrooms with chicken, but he just couldn't remember to put vermicelli. When cooking sauerkraut and white meat, he even forgot all about vermicelli.

At this time, Fang Zhiyuan suddenly said this, which meant nothing else, just looking at the duck blood, thinking of the fans, and trying to make Liu Ahmo happy.But just after he finished speaking, Liu Ah and Liu Zhuang looked at him curiously, and Liu Zhuang said: "A Yuan, you are teasing us again. What are these fans, we have never seen them before. You said half and kept the other half, be careful that once Mammy gets angry, we won't have any soup."

Fang Zhiyuan looked at Liu Zhuang and then at Liu Amo, a little unbelieving, recalling the memories in his mind, it seemed that he had never seen such food as vermicelli vermicelli.Just in case, he described it to Liu Zhuang and Liu Amo, and said, "It's the vermicelli made from sweet potato pulp, and then steamed to make vermicelli. It's crunchy and hard. But Once it is soaked in water, it becomes soft, and when it is cooked with vegetables, it tastes smooth and chewy. Mommy, Ah Zhuang, haven’t you seen it?”

Amo Liu smiled, and said to Fang Zhiyuan: "Ah Yuan, where did you get the food? I heard some flour pancakes facing west. But those are not one by one, but one by one. Yes. People in the west like to fry it. I heard from customers who used to eat at my small stall that the noodles are soft, glutinous, and slippery, but they don’t have any chewiness. Do you remember? wrong?"

But Fang Zhiyuan's heart moved, and he said to Liu Amo: "No, although I don't remember how to make it. But I ate the vermicelli at Madam Xue's, so it must be like this. Madam Xue , you see that we are fine, why not do what I say and see, maybe it will be done."

At that time, Fang Zhiyuan had just come out of the house where his so-called relatives were stationed in a fit of anger, so naturally he couldn't live in any good place with that little money.Fortunately, at that time, their small second-tier city hadn't been developed much, and there were many villages in the city, so he lived in a half-city, half-village place on a snack street.

All around him are houses that sell food, and not far away there is a small workshop that makes vermicelli rice noodles.At that time, Fang Zhiyuan was not yet old enough to go out to work, so he just made a living among this group of people, and it was common for him to help run errands and fetch noodles.He has a sweet mouth, and the proprietress of the small workshop felt sorry for him living alone at a young age, and often gave him a handful of noodles and a few eggs for him to take home.

Fang Zhiyuan knew it well, so when he was fine, he went to the small workshop to help the proprietress.At that time, the small workshop only had a noodle mixer and a beater, and most of them still had to be done by people.There are three or four helpers in the small workshop. Fang Zhiyuan is young, but his hands are still good. At first, he helped to dry the dough, and then he made dough balls. He still remembered the specific work.

It’s probably not as good as Gorgon powder, after all, I’ve only seen it but never made it.Thinking of this, Fang Zhiyuan became more interested in making this thing.Liu Amo is not very happy to feel sorry for things, if Liu Zhuang tells him to try with food, he will definitely be beaten by Liu Amo.

But towards Fang Zhiyuan, Liu Ah Mo was very tolerant.Think about it, if Fang Zhiyuan didn't waste things, he might as well go out for a walk, to keep out of sight and out of mind.Liu Zhuang couldn't say everything to Fang Zhiyuan, but as long as Fang Zhiyuan didn't ask too much, there was basically no possibility of rejection.

It's just a few sweet potatoes. In Liuzhuang, Fang Zhiyuan is unhappy about the tea these days.If Fang Zhiyuan can change his mood, then he can do it.Seeing Liu Zhuang's support and Liu Ama's acquiescence, Fang Zhiyuan became even more excited.

He thought about it in private, knowing that there is no pulp mill here, and it might not be possible to squeeze it manually.Fortunately, there is a stone mill in this yard, Fang Zhiyuan thought about dicing the sweet potatoes into cubes and using a mule to slowly grind some to try first.If he really wants to do it, he will think of another way.

Of course, Fang Zhiyuan and Liu Zhuang looked at things like funnels, large vats, and bamboo tubs at home, and if they didn't find anything, they remembered that they had taken a trip to the street to get everything done.But the main sweet potato became a problem at this time.

The main reason is that it is not yet time for the sweet potatoes to be harvested, and there are at least half a month before the sweet potatoes can be harvested.Now people who love their children get a little back and bake them for snacks, but that's it, and they have to shout prodigal to the elders in the family.

Fang Zhiyuan was so busy that he was so excited that he forgot about the sweet potato.Now that everything is ready, only sweet potatoes are missing, which makes him very disappointed.It doesn't feel good to be so busy, but there's nothing you can do about it. After all, the sweet potatoes haven't been confiscated yet, so you can't just go back and get some tender sweet potatoes just for his whim.

Seeing Fang Zhiyuan's listless appearance, Liu Zhuang felt a little distressed, and the next day, he drove out in the mule cart without saying anything.Fang Zhiyuan was still looking for Liu Zhuang, but he couldn't find anyone, thinking that Liu Zhuang must have something to say, he didn't say much, so he had to go out for a stroll alone.

When I went back, I heard Liu Ahmo criticizing Liu Zhuang severely in the yard. Fang Zhiyuan, who had just entered the courtyard door, heard Liu Ahmo's angry scolding, Fang Zhiyuan shrank his head, but thinking of Liu Ah Zhuang was still under the baptism of saliva, so he didn't care about it, thinking that his face would be good with Liu Amo, so he hurried to save him.

Grandma Liu is so angry, he just watered the vegetable seedlings in the yard today, and was about to cook, when he watched his grandson come back driving the mule cart.In other words, he was still rejoicing yesterday that the sweet potatoes had not been confiscated in this season, and there was nothing A Yuan could do if he wanted to waste the food.

But Grandma Liu saw his grandson foolishly dug up a palm-sized sweet potato that grew in the soil at home.Just dig it, and even dig two baskets, how much food will be lost.Liu Ahmo hated this the most, and immediately began to criticize.

Fang Zhiyuan heard Liu Ah's voice from a long distance: "Ah Zhuang, why are you so stupid. You didn't provoke you to recruit you for these good sweet potatoes. You can dig some to satisfy your gluttony. Mommy, I am I won’t say anything. You dug so much as soon as you dug. It’s not a waste of things. Really, it’s so big, you don’t know how expensive it is if you are not in charge. Let me tell you, this thing is dug. Give me these, no food."

Liu Zhuang had been making quail in the corner from the beginning, so he told his mother to vent his anger.But this sweet potato is for Fang Zhiyuan to make something, he has no ingredients for Fang Zhiyuan after eating it.So, he hurriedly said: "Mother, this is not acceptable, this thing is reserved for A Yuan. If I eat it, he will be gone."

Liu Ama became even more angry. At this time, he stopped talking, went up and twisted Liu Zhuang's ear and said, "Tell me about you, why don't you do bad things with your family A Yuan. I don't know if he is a man." Cherish food, how did I teach you when you were young. Now that you are a husband, you are still so indifferent.”

Liu Zhuang didn't dare to talk back anymore, he was tall, so he had to accommodate his mother, bent down to twist his ears for his mother.But I thought in my heart: Ah Yuan is not happy anymore, let alone a few sweet potatoes, gold and silver, I want to move it for him too.

However, seeing his nanny's fierce appearance, Liu Zhuang wisely stopped talking to make him angry.As soon as Fang Zhiyuan came in, he saw Liu Ama with one hand on his waist and the other twisting Liu Zhuang's ear.With a menacing look, Fang Zhiyuan hurried forward, flatteringly said to Grandma Liu, "Nurse, what's the matter? If Ah Zhuang offends you, please criticize and don't do anything. Just look at it." , his ears are red. Mammy, you also know that A Zhuang is very sincere, and he won't cry out a word of suffering. If it really hurts A Zhuang, then you should feel sorry for him again."

In fact, Liu Ah's mouth was ruthless, Fang Zhiyuan said so, Liu Ah's hand was taken advantage of the situation.Facing Fang Zhiyuan, he criticized: "A Yuan, it's not the nanny who blamed you. You have to do something, and the nanny won't stop you, but the sweet potatoes haven't grown well yet, look at what you're doing. You're a man, I'm used to being extravagant, but Ah Zhuang is not. It's not easy for this guy to earn money. If I can't manage the house, I'm not a good brother. While I can move, I naturally have to talk about Ah Zhuang. You too Don't protect me, otherwise, Mammy, I will punish you as well."

When Fang Zhiyuan saw the sweet potatoes on the ground, there was nothing he didn't understand.His nose was sore, his heart was soft, and being cared for by others, Fang Zhiyuan was exuding joy from the inside out at this moment.What he said to Liu Ah Mo was nothing, but when it came to punishing Liu Zhuang, Fang Zhiyuan quit.

He said courteously to Grandma Liu, "Nurse, you see, I caused this incident. Ah Zhuang was actually the one who I asked him to dig sweet potatoes. He is just an accomplice, and I am the main offender. Just let him go this time." Come on, I won't be so nonsense in the future. Don't be angry!"

Upon hearing this, Amo Liu said to Fang Zhiyuan: "Okay, so it's a partnership between you two. Really, you young people don't know how to cherish things. Don't talk about it, you have dinner tonight Just give me sweet potatoes. Mommy won't be cooking today, let's see if you're still messing around."

Then he took the needle and thread to the house of his new neighbor to talk.

Fang Zhiyuan and Liu Zhuang looked at each other, and with a "puchi", they both laughed.

Liu Zhuang was afraid that Fang Zhiyuan would blame his mother in his heart, so he quickly explained: "Ayuan, the mother is angry at us for not cherishing things. You also know that it is not easy for the mother to live with me. He hates others to waste things the most. , don't worry about it."

Fang Zhiyuan said with a smile: "How could it be? I remember the goodness of Mammy to us. The old family is like this, the older they get, the younger they become. Besides, it's because I'm not good, and I even brought you to be criticized."

Speaking of this, Liu Zhuang was embarrassed.He didn't know what to say, so he simply picked the sweet potatoes from the basket on the ground to the well, and after washing the sweet potatoes, he began to cut them into small pieces and grind them.Fang Zhiyuan also knew that Liu Zhuang was thin-skinned, he was good at talking to people and only doing things, so he didn't bring up this topic anymore, and washed the sweet potatoes together with Liu Zhuang.

In the evening, Liu Ah still made dinner and watched the two little ones hiding in the room as wallflowers.Amo Liu was still reluctant to starve the two of them, and yelled into the room: "A Yuan, A Zhuang, you haven't come out for dinner yet. Do you want me to deliver it to you, Madam?"

Fang Zhiyuan looked at Liu Zhuang laughing at him, and quickly stuffed the pastry in his hand into the oiled paper bag.Rubbing my stomach, I was thinking in my heart: Why didn't I just eat two mouthfuls like A Zhuang to make a cushion, now I'm fine, I have to eat less of the delicious food made by Mammy.