Ten thousand people suspect that the husband and wife are reborn

Let's get rich together

Corn is a good thing, there are many ways to do it, and it is easy to grow. Lu Ziqian is very satisfied with these tasks, but it takes too long for these things to grow. After completing these five tasks, it will not take two or three years. Level, those one hundred levels are impossible for him to complete in this life.

Lu Ziqian was afraid that Nan Qiqi and Lu Rulan would wake up and find that he was not at home. He didn't stay in the space for a long time and went back soon.

After going out, he had an extra cloth bag by his hand.

The cloth bag was not big and bulging. He guessed that the bag contained smaller chili peppers, but the feeling of pinching it was not right, not the feel of chili peppers.

I thought that this time I could eat a part of the plant, but Lu Ziqian's illusions were completely shattered when he felt this touch.

The touch is clearly chili seeds, not the touch of a whole chili pepper. I opened the hemp rope tied to the mouth of the cloth bag and sneezed a few times due to the smell of chili pepper. When I opened my eyes again, I saw that the cloth bag was full of chili peppers. chili seeds.

It is estimated that there are thousands of these pepper seeds, and I don't know how viable they are.

He patiently collected the chili seeds. The planting manual will be received the next day, and he will not be busy in a few days. He is going to nail a few wooden boxes without lids, fill them with soil, and put the boxes on the Indoors, grow pepper seeds indoors in winter.

Although their side belongs to the south of the map, the climate in winter is not so warm, there are no plants growing outside, and the house is quite cold.

But his body was hot, so he didn't feel how cold it was. When Nan Qiqi got into his arms when it was cold at night, he didn't feel how cold it was.

But if the chili feels cold, it won't get into his arms.

But if you burn the stove in the house, you might get poisoned if you don't do it well. If the chili is not grown, he and Nan Qiqi will be smoked to death together, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

Before crossing, he lived in the north. In the snowy winter, vegetable farmers can also grow vegetables through greenhouses. He once went to a vegetable greenhouse picking garden to experience picking vegetables. At that time, he visited and found that the plastic greenhouse had an entire side The wall, there is a stove next to the wall, and when a fire is fired in the stove, the smoke will go up the wall and come out from the chimney, and the whole wall will be hot.

Lu Ziqian was very curious at the beginning, so he asked the family how to do it. It's not a secret. The family told him the method. Almost every household in the northern countryside has this kind of fire wall and kang, and the method can be understood at a glance. You know, it's not easy to do.

Lu Ziqian thought that he could draw pictures by himself and find a craftsman who built a house to do it.

There is still a room in his house for storing sundries, which can be used for experimentation first. If possible, he, Nan Qiqi's room, and Lu Rulan's room will be equipped with a kang and a fire wall, and it will be warm in winter, even if they don't have it. Coal is too useless for firewood.

Lu Ziqian put the one thousand potatoes in the novice gift package in the cellar, and the ones he planted were piled up in the yard, ready to be sold to the villagers later.

When he returned to the room, Nan Qiqi had woken up early, but she was buried under the quilt and refused to come out.

Last night Nan Qiqi hid in the quilt like this, and didn't go to sleep in the same quilt with Lu Ziqian.

After waking up this morning, recalling what happened last night, Nan Qiqi felt very ashamed, how could Lu Ziqian touch such a place.

He didn't hear Lu Ziqian's return, he rolled in shame and angrily under the quilt a few times, and scratched his hair agitatedly, his usual docile appearance had long since disappeared, his mood is very complicated now.

There was embarrassment, irritation, and shyness, and even some residual pleasure.

Lu Ziqian walked to the bed, lifted a corner of the quilt, and saw Nan Qiqi in a small ball under the quilt, "Are you awake? Did you sleep well? Last night..."

"Ah!" Nan Qiqi yelled and interrupted him. He covered his ears and begged for mercy, "Don't mention what happened last night again, please."

Lu Ziqian flicked the back of his hand lightly, "I used to always say that I want to have a baby with me, but I can't bear even such a trivial matter, how can I have a baby in the future?"

"I..." Nan Qiqi bit her lips and stopped talking, but her eye circles were red, as if she had been greatly wronged, and finally whispered: "I can have a baby."

Lu Ziqian sat by the bed and rubbed Nan Qiqi's head, "Actually, you don't have to give birth. My mother gave birth to me..."

He said stop, the fact that his mother gave birth to him and died before time travel, if he said it was different from what happened to his mother in this life, it would make Nan Qiqi misunderstand that he was lying.

He changed his words and said: "My mother suffered from the root cause of the disease because she gave birth to me. Others have children who are close to death. If you want to have this child because of me, then don't have it. Neither mother nor I will blame you. Having a child, I want you to live a happy and healthy life."

"But I want a baby, and I gave birth to it myself." Nan Qiqi didn't dare to say what he wanted before, even if he said it, but was rejected by Lu Ziqian, he stopped forcing it, but the matter of wanting a baby was not. Very firm.

Although Lu Ziqian was worried about Nan Qiqi, he also respected Nan Qiqi's choice, and he also told Nan Qiqi what he thought, "It's not convenient to find a doctor in the village, so it's better to wait another two years, when we get to Beijing, How about we prepare to have a baby again?"

Nan Qiqi was very shy when she heard that Xianggong was discussing this matter with him in a serious manner, but he could feel the respect Lu Ziqian said for him, and was very moved.

"Get up quickly, the meal is ready." Lu Rulan shouted from outside.

Nan Qiqi hurriedly got up from the bed to get dressed, because she had done too much heavy work yesterday, her legs were so tired that she almost couldn't stand still, Lu Ziqian hurriedly supported him and helped him dress, "Don't do anything today, rest Come on, I'll do the housework."

After breakfast, Lu Ziqian made a large pot of mashed potatoes. He first filled a bowl for Lu Rulan and Nan Qiqi, and poured a spoonful of thick chicken soup on top. There were also many seasonings in the chicken soup. It's strong, but mixed with mashed potatoes, it tastes just right.

Nan Qiqi took a spoonful and tasted it, her eyes lit up instantly, "Eating like this seems to be more delicious than eating in pieces, no, no, each has its own taste, whether it's shredded vinegar before, or making potato balls Or the potato pancakes taste delicious, but the way the potatoes are made is different, and the taste is completely different, so how delicious they are.”

Lu Rulan was also full of praise for this, "You do so much, do you plan to share it with the whole village?"

Lu Ziqian nodded, "I want everyone to taste the taste, and then decide whether to buy it or not. After all, it is not easy for everyone to make some money."

"It should be the same," Lu Rulan nodded, not feeling sorry for those potatoes, the villagers are used to giving things to each other, "Our family has so many potatoes, we should share some with the villagers, if there are other things in our family, Others have them too, so there is no need to give them away, but this potato is only available to our family, if we don’t give it away, the villagers will find fault with us, I’ll get someone to come.”

Lu Ziqian: "Thank you, I'll go with you. You go to the east side of the village, and I'll go to the west side of the village. Remember to ask them to bring bowls. We don't have enough bowls and chopsticks."

"Understood, mother is so old, how can she not even know this?" Lu Rulan said to Nan Qiqi: "You are watching the house at home. If we don't come back, someone is coming to the house, you can help."

Nan Qiqi has never done this kind of thing before. Although they are all from the same village, they just help to serve a bowl of mashed potatoes and say a few words, but it is a disaster for him as a social fear.

However, it was rare for his mother-in-law to entrust him with such an important task, how could he refuse, even if he had to bite the bullet.

Although it made him feel very embarrassed to deal with the villagers, his mother-in-law told him to do things, which made him very happy, and made him feel that he was finally not a serious and useless person from his mother-in-law.

Lu Ziqian was a little worried about him, "If you feel embarrassed, you can go back to the room first, let them wait in the yard for a while, I will be back soon."

"I can do it!" Nan Qiqi picked up the spoon, "Don't worry, leave this matter to me."

Lu Ziqian rubbed his head with a smile, "Okay, we, Qiqi, have grown up, we are not afraid of these things anymore."

Nan Qiqi turned her head in embarrassment, not daring to look at him anymore.

Lu Ziqian and Lu Rulan went out to notify several families, and everyone spontaneously informed each other, so there was no need to go from house to house so troublesomely.

After a while, Lu Rulan and Lu Ziqian came back, and a group of villagers surrounded them. Each of them brought a bowl, and they all picked the small bowls at home. They were afraid that one bowl for each villager would not be enough.

Lu Ziqian made a big pot. There are two big pots at home, and the other pot is still cooking. After eating one pot, there will be another pot. If it is not enough, another pot can be cooked.

The pot is very big, and you have to cook twenty or thirty potatoes in one pot.

He served everyone a bowl of mashed potatoes and poured chicken soup. When everyone smelled the chicken soup, they all praised him for being so honest and gave everyone such a good thing.

The villagers took a sip of the mashed potatoes in the bowl. It was fragrant and dense, a taste they had never tasted before. Some people felt similar to Nan Qiqi's first time eating potatoes, and they were about to faint.

One elder brother couldn't help but said: "This is too fragrant. It is indeed something that immortals eat. After eating this, I feel that I am going to ascend to immortality."

Nan Qiqi's parents also came, and they stood behind the crowd, wanting to taste the taste of these potatoes.

Seeing that the villagers in front were eating so deliciously, they also wanted to go to taste the taste, but Nan Qiqi's mother did not dare to go, Nan Laoer said: "We are also his father-in-law and mother-in-law, why are we not as good as others?" , can’t even eat a bowl of potatoes?”

Nan Qiqi's younger brother held his mother's hand and shook it back and forth, "Mother, I want to eat too, let's go talk to my brother and ask him to give us a bowl of potatoes."

My younger brother is a bully, he used to always bully Nan Qiqi, but later he felt that Lu Ziqian was a fool, so he must be easy to bully, who knew that when he mentioned the iron plate, he would be good after being bullied once.

It was because he was afraid of being beaten and wanted to eat potatoes that he became obedient, not because he regretted bullying Nan Qiqi before.

They stood at the door for a long time, seeing that everyone else got a small bowl of mashed potatoes, thick mashed potatoes mixed with fragrant chicken soup, and the greedy Nanjia's saliva dripped down.

Nan Lao Er boldly wanted to ask for a bowl in the past, but just stepped into the courtyard gate, met Lu Ziqian's eyes, then backed away in fright, recalling what Lu Ziqian said last time, afraid of being beaten, hurry up He took his wife and children away.

Lu Ziqian didn't have a hobby of beating people, and he felt baffled seeing their family running so fast, but he didn't tell Nan Qiqi either, so he just pretended he didn't see anything.

Everyone was eating mashed potatoes, and asked Lu Ziqian if he had any other ways to make it. Lu Ziqian told them a few things, "You can eat it fried or fried, stewed with meat, or fried with other vegetables, fried balls and pancakes are also good. Yes, it can also be shredded and boiled for cold dressing, but this thing must be eaten cooked, not raw."

The villagers didn't find it troublesome. Many foods need to be cooked before they can be eaten. This is common sense. They don't need to explain, and they don't eat raw.

Lu Ziqian took this opportunity to tell everyone about the method of planting, and finally mentioned the price of selling potatoes.

Potatoes are a rare item now, so naturally they can't be sold by the catty. He plans to sell them one by one, but he can't sell them too expensive, because the villagers won't eat them if they are too expensive.

In the end, the price he set was two pennies for an oversized one, one penny for an ordinary one, and two pennies for a small potato.

The people in the village have just finished eating, and the taste in their mouths has not dissipated. They didn’t think it was expensive when they heard the price. It's a good deal. If you buy a bigger one, you can cut six or seven pieces of it and put it in the field. At that time, six or seven seedlings will grow, and sixty or seventy potatoes will grow out.

"Isn't this equivalent to spending two pennies to bury it in the soil, and finally grew sixty or seventy pennies! The mountain god mother-in-law gave me potatoes, isn't this a cash cow!"

"I'll buy ten big ones!"

"I, my family bought twenty!"

"I'll come fifty!"

"Can I just have two?"

Lu Ziqian will sell as much as you want, and you won't be disgusted if you want less.

Nan Qiqi was collecting money by the side, his hands were softened, and seeing that the potatoes in the yard were getting less and less, he was also a little anxious, fearing that if they were all sold out, he would have nothing to eat.

Lu Ziqian had told Nan Qiqi how much money the family had. It was the first time that Nan Qiqi had the idea that his family was so rich, so let's stop making this little money and let his family eat all the potatoes.

While selling potatoes, Lu Ziqian said to everyone: "People who bought potatoes should plant some when the weather gets warmer. I still have some potatoes to sell to restaurants and restaurants outside. When those people eat potatoes, they will find them delicious. I will definitely come to our village to buy, and then everyone will make a fortune together."

The people in the village were excited after hearing this. Before, the villagers planted terraced fields with Lu Ziqian, and those poor families could have enough to eat. The potatoes are also easy to grow. If you go back and plant a dozen or so, you can harvest them in a few months , planted twice a year, a potato sold for two yuan, that is hundreds of yuan.

Those who bought a few potatoes before gritted their teeth and bought a few more. They didn't eat them when they got home. They just waited for the New Year to plant them in the field, and it wouldn't be too late to eat them after harvesting the potatoes.

After everyone left and the potatoes in the yard were empty, Nan Qiqi collected a box of money, and he counted the money to Lu Ziqian.

But Lu Ziqian said: "You string up the copper coins and keep them as private money."

"There are more than 1000 coins here." Nan Qiqi can get pocket money from Lu Ziqian every month, every time there are two or three silver coins, he has already saved a lot of money.

But this box of copper coins was heavy in his hand, and it seemed a lot, Nan Qiqi was a little afraid to accept it, "I have enough pocket money, so don't give me any more money."

"I'll take it for you," Lu Rulan said next to her, "Save some money for emergencies. Qiqi can't save too much money, so she doesn't like the 1000-odd coins."

"No!" Nan Qiqi hurriedly waved her hands, "I just feel that Xianggong worked so hard to grow potatoes, but in the end he only sold it for a thousand coins and gave it all to me. of."

"Don't be busy in vain, everything I do has only one purpose, to make Qiqi and mother live a good life." Lu Ziqian pushed the box into Nan Qiqi's arms, "Hurry up and put it away, don't wait a while. lost."

"I can't throw it away." Nan Qiqi's nose was so moved after hearing Lu Ziqian's words, he carried the box back to the room, put the box away carefully, and then remembered that Lu Ziqian said that he still had some potatoes left, and he ran out to ask Lu Ziqian, "Sir, we sold so many potatoes just now, do we have any more potatoes?"

"Yes," Lu Ziqian lied to Nan Qiqi that he collected almost [-] potatoes yesterday, but he sold only a part of them, and left [-]. They kept [-] potatoes, and the rest will be taken to Mr. Qin during the Chinese New Year. Home, sell it to Qian Yi, Qian Yi's family has a restaurant, let him promote this dish in the restaurant.

If the sales are good, those people will come to their village to buy potatoes, and the economy of their village will develop.

He planted peppers during the Chinese New Year, and he could grow corn in the spring. When potatoes were sold, he could also promote and sell his own peppers and corn.

There was no work to do in the field, and the family was finally free. Nan Qiqi thought that Lu Ziqian would often go to Mr. Qin to study in the past two months, but who knew that Lu Ziqian was busy again.

He kept drawing blueprints first, and then asked the craftsmen from the next village to build a kang and a fluted wall, and he asked a carpenter to order a few large square boxes without lids, which he said were for growing vegetables.

Nan Qiqi watched Xianggong rushing in and out, and worried that he was exhausted.

But Lu Ziqian's experience seems to be inexhaustible, drawing blueprints to find workers, supervising workers to renovate his utility room, and being able to override the controls to study, and drawing recipes by lighting candles at night.

When I heard that Lu Ziqian was drawing the recipes, he was still curious to see what kind of recipes it was that needed someone to draw it.

As a result, he was attracted by this look. What Lu Ziqian painted was not just dishes, but a person cooking, and it also brought a plot.

This style of painting is the style of comics in the future, all the details are drawn in great detail, and the prototype used is his beautiful mother.

Nan Qiqi couldn't move her eyes at all, so she also showed the few pictures he had drawn before, but she still didn't feel satisfied after reading them, so she followed Lu Ziqian to look at them.

The beginning of this story is that Jin Yao went to the underworld after her death, and the King of Hades saw that she was a capable person, so he gave her a position to manage the files of those female ghosts during their lifetime.

One day there was a banquet in the Heaven Realm, and an invitation was sent to the Underworld. Jin Yao also went with her. In the plot, Jin Yao was drawn a little lively. Entering the imperial dining room in the heaven, I saw a little fairy who accidentally knocked over the food for the banquet and was crying there.

The kind-hearted Jin Yao went to help, saying that she could cook and helped cook several dishes, and this dish was made of potatoes.

From here on, every detail of cooking is drawn in great detail, as long as you look at this painting, you can make exactly the same dishes.

Afterwards, the little fairy brought up the dishes made by Jinyao, and before all the immortals ate them, a fairy told the truth, and said how could the food made by Jinyao, a mere underworld official, enter the homes of all the immortals. Tell her not to come out and shame her.

Many immortals were disgusted when they heard that the dishes were made by Jin Yao, but one immortal took up chopsticks and tasted them. He spoke highly of these dishes. Flattering him, after tasting this dish, everyone's expressions were shocked.

It can be seen in the picture that the provocative fairy likes Xianjun, but Xianjun looks at Jin Yao tenderly, and Tiandi is full of praise for these dishes, and intends to make her a fairy of Shangshi.

Of course, Lu Ziqian drew the appearance of this fairy gentleman according to his future father's face when he was young. Even if there is an emotional scene, it must be the emotional scene of his parents, and others are not worthy.

In the story he made up last time, his mother was just a small official in the underworld. Now he wants to promote her and become a fairy in the heaven.

Lu Ziqian was afraid that his eyes would be damaged, so he stopped painting after not painting for a long time.

Nan Qiqi couldn't stop thinking about it, but his rationality brought him back to his senses. He asked Lu Ziqian, "This time, it's the same as selling soap last time. Are you using your own mother to solicit business? My mother has passed away. Wouldn't it be too bad to do this?" good?"

"My mother's wish was to be a star, and I have fulfilled her wish by turning her image into a star." Lu Ziqian turned around and took Nan Qiqi's hand, "And I want to make my mother a god, not a An ordinary woman, let everyone admire her and adore her, I want to let everyone know that she is a smart and wise person through painting."

Lu Ziqian thought that the man before did not want to suppress his mother. He thought that his mother was a woman, so he put her merits on the man. He wanted to use these paintings to let the world know that his mother is a talented person.

But at the beginning, he couldn't draw too complicated plots, for fear that people would not have the patience to watch them.

At first, he decided to use some short stories about cooking and farming to let everyone know her and fall in love with her first, and then everyone will be interested in learning more about her.

After hearing Lu Ziqian's words, Nan Qiqi felt that her thinking was too narrow. How could it be called disrespecting the dead to portray her dead mother as a god in the eyes of everyone.

After the remodeling of the utility room was completed, Lu Ziqian still wanted to watch the growth of peppers. He asked some people in the village who went to the town to send a letter to Mr. Qin, saying that he would be busy planting peppers recently, and he would go to study after a while.

Qian Yi happened to be at Mr. Qin's side, and when he heard about this, he drove to Lu Ziqian's house out of curiosity.

Lu Ziqian and Nan Qiqi happened to be digging the soil. Before that, Lu Ziqian only planted part of it, and when the seedlings grew, he dared to throw away his arms and grow more.

Lu Rulan asked Qian Yi to wait in the room first and have a sip of hot tea.

Qian Yi saw the painting on the table as soon as he entered the room. The people in the painting were lifelike, the details of the picture were exquisite, and the plot of the story was attractive. He quickly entered into the plot and felt that the story was true. Became a fairy in heaven!Otherwise, how could Lu Ziqian draw so many details of heaven.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!