When doomsday bosses go back to ancient times

Qin Shen didn't have any pressure on the matter of collecting firewood. To him, it was just a simple job like an outing.

It's just that this simple work, in the eyes of farmers, requires a little more hard work, and it is not a job that can waste a full labor force.

There are not many dead branches, especially on the hills close to the village, the dead branches will always be picked up by the children who come out to work, and sometimes they may not be able to pick up much firewood in a day.

In the farther mountains, the villagers dare not go in and out casually - the villagers without weapons or force can easily encounter fierce beasts or poisonous snakes, and generally everyone still cherishes their lives unless it is a special occasion.

It is not easy for the villagers to gather firewood, let alone the frail and sick Lin Qiu?So the firewood picked up by Qin Shen can be said to have helped Lin Qiu a lot. Lin Qiu really felt guilty for accepting it. He wanted to refuse, but he also knew that Qin Shen was not being polite to him at all, but was sincerely thinking of him.

If Lin Qiu really refused firmly, it would hurt Qin Shen's heart...

Lin Qiu was very conflicted, and he just accepted it, and he felt uneasy, but if he didn't accept it, he was worried that he would see Qin Shen's lonely figure and eyes again...

After thinking about it, Lin Qiu still thought it would be good to keep in touch, but his family was barren and poor, and there was really nothing he could offer to repay Qin Shen.

Fortunately, Lin Qiu has a pair of skillful hands, whether he is sewing clothes or cooking, he can do very well.

He originally pickled a small jar of cucumbers, and planned to add a bite of vegetables to himself in winter, but thinking that Qin Shen had only just moved here not long ago, and the family didn't even have a vegetable garden, so it might not be easy to eat vegetables, Lin Qiu generously planned to give this jar of pickled cucumbers to Qin Shen.

A jar of pickled cucumbers isn't worth much, but it's the only thing he can afford. Many people in the village praise his pickled vegetables as delicious. Brother Qin shouldn't dislike it, right?

Lin Qiu took advantage of the vacancy after everyone got off work, and shyly sent it to Qin Shen: "Brother Qin, your house has not been built yet, and there are no fresh vegetables to eat. I have a jar of pickled cucumbers here. , can you take it and eat it?"

Qin Shen was sweating all over his body after a long day of exhaustion. Seeing Lin Qiu appear at this moment was like a breeze in summer, refreshing his heart instantly.

"Pickled cucumbers! I like pickled cucumbers the most!" Qin Shen was not polite at all. He smiled with his eight teeth and reached out to take it. "Then I will not be polite. I eat by myself these days. It's boiled wild vegetables, tasteless in my mouth, but I'm too tired and too lazy to make complicated ones, this pickled cucumber can just help me improve my meals!"

Qin Shen was not lying. Although he was good at cooking, he was too lazy to eat alone, so he just fooled around to fill his stomach every day.

A few days ago, he went to the mountains to collect firewood, and he picked up whatever he could eat along the way, and he didn't have to pick anything. However, he also encountered pheasants and wild rabbits, and they were all cooked and eaten without much effort.

He used to love to eat some pickled vegetables, and in the end of the world, he also mobilized everyone to make some pickled vegetables to eat together. He thought it was delicious enough to eat, but he ate less when he came here. There are no vegetable plots yet.

Lin Qiu lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "Brother Qin, as long as he likes it, I will pickle it again. If Brother Qin thinks the taste is good, I will give it to you later."

The smile on Qin Shen's face deepened. He hadn't experienced such a feeling of love and neighborliness for a long time. This kind of mutual friendship between people made him feel particularly good.

Moreover, Lin Qiu's shy appearance poked his heart very much, making him always feel like wanting to tolerate him and love him.

After Lin Qiu delivered the pickled cucumbers, he went back quickly. Qin Shen immediately tasted a small plate of pickled cucumbers at night. He thought that the pickled vegetables here would not taste very good, but he was surprised after taking a sip. people!

This is too delicious!

The sour taste makes the mouth water, with a hint of sweetness, not too sour or too salty at all, the taste is just right, the bite is crispy, with a little pickle tenacity , this pickled cucumber is a delicacy that Qin Shen has never tasted in later generations!

How can everything be matched just right, whether it is more or less taste, it will destroy the balance of hunger!

Qin Shen finished eating a small plate of pickled cucumbers with a large bowl of brown rice. He felt hungry, but he was still so hungry!He went to put a small dish of pickled cucumbers as snacks, and the more he ate, the more greedy he became, until finally he forced himself to stop——Qin Shen, Qin Shen, when did you lose self-control?

He shook his head helplessly, feeling that he might be inseparable from Lin Qiu's pickles in the future, and if Lin Qiu raised the price, he would definitely have to buy it!

Of course, Lin Qiu would not do this either.

Thinking about how flattered Lin Qiu might be, he offered all the jars of pickles at home, and said: Brother Qin, you are welcome, take them all away!The smile on the corner of Qin Shen's mouth never faded.

——It will be a blessing in the future!

Lin Qiu gave the pickled vegetables to Brother Qin, and he made a jar of pickled vegetables at home. In the past, he would not make more pickled vegetables. After all, although the dishes do not cost money, the seasonings are all expensive. Although the price is not expensive , but it’s a waste to cook too much. He has a small appetite, so he only eats a small dish every day, and his stomach can’t take it anymore.

The vegetables in the vegetable field can't be eaten up, and they can only rot in the field. After all, the vegetables in the village are worthless, and every household grows them by themselves. After eating, everyone would rather dig wild vegetables than buy them, but if they sell them in the town, He couldn't walk long distances—he couldn't take it.

Now that he has neighbors, Lin Qiu often picks some fresh vegetables from his vegetable garden and sends them to Qin Shen. Eat fresh vegetables.

The relationship between the two is getting better and better. The prototype of Qin Shen's house was built very quickly. People from the village come here to visit every day. Many people still envy such a green brick house.

However, because the village head's house still has a larger green brick and tile house, and the village head's house has a lot of land, the family is rich, and there are scholars, so Qin Shen's house does not look special, but rather unique.

Some families who saved some money to build a house even came to ask some questions - Qin Shen's house is not expensive, but it looks like it can live comfortably!Just right for them to imitate.

In order to break into this village, Qin Shen answered carefully no matter who came to ask, and even suggested that in the future, he could build a kang in the room, so that more firewood could be burned in winter to keep him warm.

The villagers don't know what this kang is, and they don't really believe that this thing can make the winter better. Besides, they need to burn more firewood. A bundle of firewood can be sold for a penny in the town. How much will it cost? money?

Qin Shen didn't force them to agree, he didn't expect these things to make money, he just did it for his own use when the time came.

The house can't be lived in right away after it's built, it has to be aired out. Qin Shen has been living in a small shed he built casually for a while, and it's a good thing it's summer, otherwise he will definitely get sick.

On the day of moving into the new home, Qin Shen bought a half-fried pig from the butcher, made the banquet himself, and invited the people who came to help build the house to have the housewarming banquet together.

Pork belly is used to make braised pork. This is a hard dish. It is also fried with chili fried meat, beans fried meat, part of the pork bones are stewed in soup, and part of it is made into sauerkraut pork. All of them are served in a pot and steamed. Enough!

This is already an excellent meal in the farmhouse, and Qin Shen himself felt that it was very satisfying to eat. He was busy a while ago, and it was a deal to eat. Now that the house is built, he is free, so he has no choice but to celebrate ?

Although the steamed buns are not made of refined noodles, but rather rough grain noodles, it tastes a bit choking, but it has already made them very satisfied-not only the villagers are satisfied, but Qin Shen, who has suffered in the last days People are also very satisfied.

Because Lin Qiu didn't want to come to eat together, Qin Shen prepared it for Lin Qiu in advance. Every time he cooked a dish, he would take some from the top and send it to Lin Qiu.

Lin Qiu only saw Hun Hsiang once a year, and when he saw so many meat dishes at one time, he refused with his mouth, and his eyes were glued to it.

Qin Shen looked at it and thought it was cute: "Take it home and eat it. I left some uncooked and put it away. There will be more tomorrow. I'll make you something else delicious."

Lin Qiu shook his head: "No, I really can't take it..." As he said that, he still looked at the bowl in Qin Shen's hand, swallowed secretly, his small eyes made Qin Shenmeng look uneasy .

He pinched Lin Qiu's face with his hands through the veil: "Why can't you take it, do you want me to pour it down again?"

fall down? !

Lin Qiu immediately ignored Qin Shen's hand on his face, and looked at Qin Shen with small eyes condemning—you poured out such a good thing?Why can't I live like this!

Just like this, he gave Lin Qiu the good food and meat, and Qin Shen returned to his home beaming, and ate and drank with a group of people, and the meal was delicious.

Lin Qiu was also full from the delicious food, and accidentally lost control, his stomach swelled up, and he hiccupped, making himself blush at home—how could he be so useless and eat like this.

After eating, Qin Shen's intimate gestures towards him came to mind, and his face turned even redder. He also touched his own face through the veil, and after a while, he sighed again...

If there were no terrible scars on my face, maybe...

Lin Qiu shook his head, and walked around the yard a few times to digest food, forcing himself to sleep and stop thinking about it.

But I don't know if it's because I ate too much, Lin Qiu didn't sleep well all night, until it was almost dawn, Lin Qiu was woken up by the burning pain on his face, and then he panicked!

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