When talking about making kimchi, Zhao Yuanle remembered the original owner's mother.

The original owner's biological mother couldn't get rid of kimchi. The same kimchi jar and the same process were used. As long as the kimchi was put in by the original owner's hand, the flowers would break down.

I don't know why.

No matter how much the original owner's mother washes her hands, it will be useless.

So in the original owner's memory, there are three kinds of kimchi at home, one is soaked by grandma, one is soaked by aunt, and one is soaked by Sanniang, which can never be eaten by her own mother.

When his thoughts came back, Zhao Yuanle looked at his hands.

I don't know if she will inherit this thing.

Zhao Yuanlan noticed Zhao Yuanle's actions and knew it in her heart.

She said to Zhao Yuanle seriously: "Don't worry, you won't be able to get rid of kimchi in the future."

Zhao Yuanle: "Who do you look down on?"

She didn't believe it anymore. At that time, she would make kimchi according to the same process as textbooks. It would be bad if it could be bad.

Zhao Yuanlan is serious.

"You and I can't do it well in the future. You forgot that we both played birds when we were young. The girl played birds, but she couldn't do it well in the future. She had sweat on her hands. Do you know?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Let's wait and see, I'll show you my skills later."

Zhao Yuanxi found it funny next to him.

"Okay, come and help me wash the vegetables. There are also lettuces underneath. Wash the lettuce and peel the leaves.

Come on, someone, burn me the fire.”

Zhao Yuanlan went to wash vegetables, and Zhao Yuanle went to burn the fire.

Zhao Yuanxi first washed rice and cooked rice.

Zhao Yuanle burned the fire and looked at the rice that Zhao Yuanxitao next to him from the corner of his eyes.

After washing the rice, the water changed color, and there were still things like rice husks and weeds floating on it.

Pour the water away, and the remaining water was much whiter, but there were still many small stones mixed in it.

Zhao Yuanxi looked at the window, lowered his head and carefully selected all the debris. Finally, he poured two scoops of water in it and covered it with a lid to officially start cooking.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but say something extra.

"Buy some cleaner rice in the future."

Zhao Yuanxi looked at Zhao Yuanle with some surprise: "This is the rice we made from millet we planted ourselves. When did you eat the rice you bought?"

Zhao Yuanle: "…Oh, I haven't eaten it before. I mean that when we have money in the future, we can buy some clean and good rice."

Zhao Yuanxi rolled up his sleeves, put down the cutting board, took the knife from the wall, and smiled while cutting the meat, "I have too much money, so I'll buy rice. It's normal for the rice to have a little bit of small stones, just wash it and pick it up. Moreover, the rice made from our own millet tastes better.

I bought some cheap rice from other places when I cooked in the restaurant, and the steamed rice was not delicious at all."

Zhao Yuanle said oh, and used tongs to add another handful of firewood to the stove.

At this time, a sound came from outside, and Tang Siwen came back with her back on her back.

Before she could enter the house, she saw the smoke coming from the roof of her house. At this time, she smiled and said, "You're starting to cook? All three are busy, right?"

Zhao Yuanlan had just washed the dishes, so she got together.

"Auntie, are all the meat sold out?"

Tang Siwen nodded.

"There are still many people who buy wild boar meat, and the price is OK. They are all sold out. A total of 490 pieces were sold, almost 500 pieces."

As he said that, Tang Siwen opened the purse and showed it to several people, which contained copper coins and gross notes of different denominations.

Zhao Yuanlan clapped happily.

"Yeah, you can buy more candy."

Tang Siwen: "How are your essential oils sold? Have you sold them? If they are sold, they will definitely be much more than mine."

Zhao Yuanle stretched out five fingers: "Essential oil and pure dew, I sold five silver dollars."

When Tang Siwen heard this, he smiled and nodded.

"That's OK." It seems that the county magistrate's daughter was not considered a girl who cheated her, but she didn't give any high price.

Zhao Yuanxi told Tang Siwen about buying two bathtubs and hitting someone on the road.

Tang Siwen hurriedly turned Zhao Yuanle's face to look at him.

"Oh, you're so strong that you're still strong. I said you didn't turn around and talk to me just now."

Zhao Yuanle: “…”

What should I do if I always mention shameful things?

So she should try not to embarrass her anymore in the future.

Tang Siwen: "Remember to take the ointment back and apply it later."

Zhao Yuanle added a handful of firewood and nodded.

Then, her eyes fell on the back of Tang Siwen.

"Auntie, have you bought the braised food?"

Tang Siwen: "You dog's nose."

As she said that, she took out a bag of oil paper and opened it in front of everyone.

"I think I won't buy any other meat if I have meat today. On the way, I encountered a small stall selling chicken feet. It was very fragrant, so I bought some back. Half spicy, half not spicy."

Zhao Yuanlan leaned over and grabbed a piece of pig's skin with his fingers.

"Why are there pig skins?"

Tang Siwen: "I'll give it to you by the way."

As he said that, Tang Siwen put the oil paper bag on the table and picked up a few chicken feet that were not spicy and went out.

Zhao Yuanlan looked at Tang Siwen going out and asked, "Uncle has become angry again recently? Is it only possible to eat something that is not spicy, right?"

Zhao Yuanxi cut the meat and replied: "My mother must be for the primary school apprentice."

Zhao Yuanlan: "The aunt is so nice to this elementary apprentice. I saw that he has gained much weight when he comes here."

Zhao Yuanxi: "His grandparents have also brought things, and he is so pitiful, so thin."

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help asking, "What's his name?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuanxi burst into laughter.

"He is called a bitch."

Zhao Yuanle frowned: "Why do they like to name their little kid so much?"

Zhao Yuanlan: "Yes, Wang Gou'er is also named Dog, there is also a flower dog, and there is another bitch today."

Zhao Yuan laughed happily and said helplessly: "There is no way. If you take a cheaper name, you hope your life will be better."

Zhao Yuanle snorted softly.

"It depends on reincarnation."

For example, Wang Xianjiao is quite good at reincarnation. Although she was born by a concubine, as the only girl in this generation, she looks the most like her father. Even if she is stupid, she will be favored by her family.

Those who cannot be reincarnated will have their own misfortunes.

When Zhao Yuanlan mentioned the village, she started talking and chatted about a lot of gossip in the village.

Zhao Yuanle listened with his ears and found it very interesting, so he listened attentively. Zhao Yuanxi next to him also listened with interest. The knife in his hand was still walking, and the meat on the cutting board was still cut, without delaying at all.

After a while, Tang Siwen came back. She lifted the lid and looked at the cooked rice. After confirming that it was almost done, she drove Zhao Yuanle away who was burning fire.

At the request of Tang Siwen, Zhao Yuanle brought a rice bowl.
Chapter completed!