Farmer’s Stepmother’s Skillful Farming

Chapter 123 Pork Ribs Noodles

 “Eat braised pork ribs!”

As soon as the four carrot heads heard this, they became more energetic, walked much faster, and even jumped up and down.

Su Mulan followed behind with a smile.

 Chop into pieces, rinse, blanch, stir-fry, add water, bring to a boil over high heat, and simmer slowly over low heat. When it is completely cooked and simmered, the lasagna rolled out by Sumulan will be ready.

 After cooking the noodles, scoop out some pieces of meat, pour a lot of pork ribs soup, and sprinkle some finely chopped green onion and coriander. The fragrant and rich pork ribs noodles are served to the table in bowls.

Although in this era, pork was called pork and was not something that could be put on the table, the pigs at this time did not eat feed and were purely natural and pollution-free green pigs. The stewed ribs also tasted better than in modern times. On too much.

This time it was not just the carrots who said it was delicious, but also the sumalan.

“Mom, why don’t we dry the sweet potatoes this time?” Bai Shuiliu asked.

“Well, wait, wait for two or three more episodes.” Su Mulan swallowed a mouthful of noodles as he spoke, “After two or three episodes, I guess it will be almost there.”

 In two or three episodes, those dried sweet potatoes that were made illegally will be found to be hard to sell at all, and they will not make much money, so they will gradually give up the idea.

Those who like to eat dried sweet potatoes will also find that her dried sweet potatoes are the most delicious. They will subconsciously think that you get what you pay for, and will not say too much because of the price.

“Yeah.” Bai Shuiliu nodded and continued eating the fragrant pork ribs noodles.

　　After a long rest, when it was not too hot in the afternoon, Bai Zhuye had already picked up a needle and thread and started sewing clothes.

Su Mulan picked it up and took a look. The stitches were fine and the joints were very smooth.

“The craftsmanship of bamboo leaves is truly unparalleled.” Su Mulan sighed again.

Baizhuye received the compliment, pursed her lips and smiled, "Then I will keep sewing clothes for my mother from now on."

"They say that my daughter is a caring little cotton-padded jacket, and that's true at all. Now I'm thinking about the future." Su Mulan's face was filled with the joy of an "old mother", "It's just a matter of heart, needlework If it hurts your eyes, don’t do it for a long time.”

“Shuiliu and I went to the fields to gather grass. After you finish sewing, you went to look for us.”

"Okay." Bai Zhuye responded crisply. After Su Mulan and others went out, he closed the wooden door and sat alone under the jujube tree, quietly sewing clothes.

The breeze blew by, giving me the slightest hint of coolness, but the summer heat had not passed yet, so it was still a bit hot today.

"Madam, you're tired, let's take a rest and drink a bowl of sugar water. I put it in the well to chill. It's just right to drink now." Wu Zhuoyuan handed over the white porcelain bowl in his hand.

Mrs. Wei was sewing clothes in the backyard. Seeing how considerate Wu Zhuoyuan was, she smiled and took the bowl and said, "You still know how much you care about me."

"You are my wife, of course I feel sorry for you." Wu Zhuoyuan sat next to him, picked up the cattail leaf fan next to him, and fanned Mr. Wei.

The cool sugar water, coupled with the breeze from the cattail fan, made Wei feel extremely comfortable all over her body, and she drank up the sugar water in the bowl in one go.

 “You don’t have to look ahead?”

 “It’s just past dinner time, there’s not a lot of people around at the moment.”

Wu Zhuoyuan sighed as he spoke, and the expression on his face became a little darker.

“Madam, have you ever felt that the business of our shop has become worse and worse in the past two years?”

 (End of this chapter)