Farmer Fubo is open for business

Early the next morning, Chang An went out with his aunt to fetch water after eating the morning meal.

Although there was still a lot of water in the water tank, Wu didn't want to use such clear water to wash pots and dishes, so she had to go to the well to get some back.

Chang'an carried a small bag made by her aunt and followed behind with a small shovel in her hand.

Passing by the door of Song Jizu's house, she saw Song Chengye glaring at her with a dark look on his face.

Chang'an didn't have time to glare at him, so he had to pretend not to see him.

When we arrived at the well outside the village, we saw several people carrying buckets, lining up to scoop water from the nearby pond.

The water in the pond has dried up, but the villagers dug a deep puddle in it. A lot of water came out overnight, but it was scooped back and forth by many people and became very turbid.

Even with such turbid water, people did not dislike it and picked it back one after another.

Mrs. Wu also scooped up two buckets, and she met Xiao Zhao on the way.

Little Zhao lowered her head and hurried to the pond with a bucket.

The two sisters-in-law passed each other, just treating each other as air.

Chang'an took advantage of his aunt's time to fetch water and found several cat's-eye grass plants by the pond. Each one grew very big.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she dug two trees and put them in her bag.

After returning home, Changan took out the cat's eye grass and hung it on the fence of the vegetable garden to dry.

Wu looked at the turbid pond water she had brought back and sighed. She thought about going to the ditch farther away to see if there was any water. It would be a good time to dig some reed roots and cut a bunch of polygonum back to stew the miso.

Summer is the time to dry the sauce, and the sun is very nice now, so why not dry more sauce and save it for winter.

"Chang'an, do you want to dig up reed roots?" Wu found a basket on her back and took a shovel and a sickle.

Chang An nodded fiercely: "Yes!" She wanted to dig up a lot of poisonous weeds and save them.

Little Goldfish's book says that poisonous weeds are also medicinal materials that can cure many diseases if used in the right amount.

For example, applying cat's eye grass slurry on the warts can make the warts fall off. This is called fighting fire with fire.

But if not handled properly, it can also cause the skin to become ulcerated, red, and swollen.

So the mother and son locked the courtyard door and walked to the river ditch outside the village.

There was no water in the ditch, and everything as far as the eye could see was black and smelly sludge.

Wu asked Chang'an to stay beside him while he dug the reeds beside the ditch with a shovel.

Fresh reed roots are white and tender, and taste sweet and delicious.

Chang'an took a bite of the reed root peeled by his aunt, and heard the voice of the little goldfish in his mind: "Fresh reed root is sweet in taste and cold in nature. It has the effects of clearing away heat and promoting fluid production, stopping bleeding, stopping vomiting, and diuresis."

Chewing the reed roots, Chang An picked up the shovel and looked around for poisonous weeds.

Suddenly, she touched a plant with clusters of small white flowers.

[Water hemlock, commonly known as wild celery, has purple stripes on its leaves. The whole plant is highly toxic. Its toxins can damage the central nervous system. If eaten by mistake, you will lose consciousness, contract muscles, and cause epileptic seizures. Severe cases can cause death.]

Chang'an looked at the plant for a while and decided to dig it out by the roots.

As a result, after spending a long time, I couldn't dig out all the roots.

At this time, Mrs. Wu had already dug half a basket of reed roots, cut a bundle of Polygonum spp., and called her niece home.

He saw her digging up a poisonous weed and quickly came over to stop it: "This is poisonous, don't take it."

Chang'an: "Yes!" She dug it because she knew it was poisonous.

"What do you want this for?" Wu asked, holding Chang'an's hand.

Chang'an: "Give it to bad people."

Wu:.

"No, eating this will kill you." Mrs. Wu was determined not to let her little niece touch this poisonous weed. "Good boy, let's go home first, and I'll dig it alone later."

Even if you really want to retaliate with tooth, Chang'an cannot do this. In that case, what will you become?

Chang'an was led back by his aunt and looked back reluctantly.

She spent a lot of effort to dig it out, but it was just abandoned by her aunt ruthlessly.

When I got home, I saw Goudan and Little Hoe at the gate on time.

They had already eaten the morning meal and played outside for a while before coming to make the clay figurine.

"What are you doing?" Goudan asked.

"Digging grass." Chang'an was led by his aunt to wash his hands, then washed some reed roots and gave them to Goudan and the little hoe.

The three children ran to the backyard while chewing reed roots and started squeezing mud.

Chang'an concentrated on making the Dragon God statue, and before he knew it, it was noon and a clay sculpture of the Dragon God was finally completed.

But the statue has not yet been painted, so it is not considered a finished product, and the leaves on her palms have not grown.

Aunt Wu has already soaked the soybeans and is pouring them into the pot to simmer.

"Chang'an, my mother-in-law said she is taking me to the temple fair tomorrow. Are you going?" Goudan asked.

Chang'an shook his head: "I can't go until my uncle returns home."

Goudan was a little regretful: "Okay, wait until I come back and bring you maltose to eat."

Changan nodded.

The little hoe will also go to the market tomorrow and immediately promised the little master: "I will also bring maltose for you to eat."

"good."

After sending the two children out of the door, Chang An pushed the door shut, stood on tiptoes and inserted the bolt.

I ran back to the kitchen and saw that my aunt had already prepared the evening meal.

Fragrant brown rice porridge, two pancakes, and a plate of pickled radish shreds.

Mrs. Wu moved the small dining table to the yard, and her mother-in-law sat down to eat.

"Chang'an, how many words can you recognize now?" Wu asked after taking a sip of porridge.

Chang'an opened her fingers and counted them seriously, saying, "One thousand." She had already recognized the thousand-character text, but there were only one thousand.

"A thousand?" Mrs. Wu thought her niece was talking nonsense and smiled, "Then you can recite a few sentences to Auntie."

So Chang'an memorized the Thousand-Character Essay until he said, "When sitting in court and surrendering the country, there was Yu Tao and Tang Dynasty. When the people were punished and punished, the Zhou Dynasty sent Yin Tang."

Wu was so shocked that she even dropped the food on her chopsticks. "Chang'an, who did you learn from?"

"Yuyu." Changan grabbed the cake and ate it.

Wu was silent.

When I asked her last time, Xiao Changan also said the same thing. Could it be that there really was a spirit named Yuyu who taught her how to read?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Wu couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Good luck and good luck, little Chang'an will not encounter any monsters.

"Then can you write?" Wu couldn't help but ask again.

Chang'an nodded: "Yes." He had already written half of the thousand-character essay in his dream.

"After dinner, can you write it to Auntie?"

"Okay." Chang An took down the rice porridge and said proudly: "I can write a lot."

After the two of them finished eating, Wu fed the dog and Huahua rice porridge, scooped out water to wash the dishes, and then poured the water into the vegetable garden.

While it was still dark, Changan lay on the small table and wrote.

No ink was used, just a brush dipped in water and written on the table.

After Chang'an copied the copybooks for a period of time, he was able to write very well.

Mrs. Wu kept watching, her heart in turmoil.

Although I can't understand what Changan is writing, I know that she writes well.

What kind of adventure has my little niece had? Can you have so much talent all at once?

At night, Wu packed the cooked soybeans into bamboo plaques, spread them out to dry, and allowed the heat to dissipate slightly. Then she mixed all the soybeans with flour, then covered them with a layer of spicy polygonum and allowed them to slowly ferment and develop bacteria.

Wait for seven or eight days. When the soybeans are browned, they can be put into an open tank, add salt and cold boiled water and stir evenly. Then they can be moved to the sun for exposure.

A jar of sauce needs to be dried in the sun for three months before being put into the jar. In winter, these sauces are used as a condiment for people's meals. (End of chapter)