Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

It is more reassuring for her to have the things in her hands sold by the Wang family than in a dental store. After all, Wang Jiaru's character, plus her grandfather's, she is still willing to believe.

If you eat well at noon, it will naturally be lighter in the evening.

Sweet potato porridge, a side dish, made Mr. Wang feel quite good, especially this sweet potato porridge. He hadn't had it for a long time, and he thought it was delicious after drinking a bowl of it coldly.

Early the next morning, she made them eat steak as promised.

After Mr. Wang took the first bite, he didn't stop talking, and the children at home didn't argue with him. They didn't eat until he was full.

This made him very embarrassed, and he didn't leave after eating, but sat and watched the children eat.

"It's a pity, our Ming Dynasty protects the cows, otherwise I really want to get two cows and have a good meal. It's so delicious."

"If you want to eat, you come here. Although I can't let you eat every day, it's okay to satisfy your craving once in a while."

Seeing the delicious food of the children, although he was full, he was drooling.

"What's for lunch?"

Qiao Mai was really speechless, as soon as he finished his breakfast, he was thinking about noon.

She is also a little worried, she doesn't know how to make many styles, and she is studying, what will she have for lunch? She checked the freezer mentally.

There was nothing special in the freezer, so she looked for it on the shelf, and finally, her thoughts stopped on the snail powder.

Hey, that's it!

Seeing her in a daze, Mr. Wang thought she was thinking about the recipe and didn't bother her. After a short while, Qiao Mai came back to his senses and smiled at him.

Why do you feel a little bad? Feeling a little scared?

"Old sir, can you eat food with a special taste?"

"What does it taste like?"

"The taste of sour bamboo shoots."

"It should be possible. Bamboo shoots seem to be a southern dish."

"Yes, I'll make a pot of rice noodles, can you eat it?"

"Can you?" Even he himself was not sure.

"Okay, then let's have snail noodles for lunch today."

When Mr. Wang heard the name, he felt that it should be delicious, so he nodded happily, and even Yuan Jiaqi couldn't hold back his saliva.

The children went to play contentedly after eating the meat, Yuan Jiaqi hugged Ling'er after eating, and Qiao Mai was the last to eat.

She only ate two pieces, and started busy with the noon noodles.

The soup ingredients inside are all in the packaging bag, and all she needs to prepare are some accessories, delicious side dishes to put in the soup.

For example, pig's trotters, fried peanuts, fried yuba, fried eggs, sausages, etc.

Although it is just a bowl of noodles, it is really troublesome to pay attention to.

Ling'er is one year and one month old, and everyone coaxes her to walk in the yard, rewarding her with a bite of cake after walking for a while.

Mr. Wang liked this kind of atmosphere very much. He sat at the door, watched Qiao Mai tinkering, and turned his head to look at the children from time to time.

"You guys are all good."

"Yeah, otherwise I wouldn't adopt them, I'll only do it when it looks good."

"How does the powder you make taste like?"

"I think it's delicious, but I don't know if you can bear it."

"What the hell is it?"

"It's a smell that smells stinky and tastes delicious."

Mr. Wang grinned when he heard the word stinky, "We will eat if we can, and if we can't, you can bring us something else to eat on the way."

"Of course it can be eaten. It has a hot and sour taste. Today I will make a slightly spicy one for you."

It was finally noon, and Qiao Mai, who had prepared the ingredients, finally poured the soup from the packaging bag into the bowl. The taste, oh my god.

Mr. Wang, who was sitting at the door, choked out after taking a sip.

He pinched his nose and said, "I said Mrs. Qiao, this smell is too unique, right?"

"But it's delicious, trust me!"

In order not to let the smell of snail powder suffocate the house, they set up a table in the courtyard.

Qiao Mai uses a large bowl for adults, and a large bowl for children. The main reason is to allow the soup to soak in these ingredients, so that it tastes better.

Bowls of noodles were brought to the table, and the children sat at the table holding their noses.

Yuan Jiaqi also squeezed it in embarrassment, only Qiao Mai took a deep breath, it's been too long since I heard it, I really miss it so much.

No one dared to pick up the chopsticks to eat, Qiao Mai ignored them, picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles directly.

It was a joy to eat, and the first person who couldn't bear it was Mr. Wang.

It's nothing to be afraid of, as long as it's delicious, Mrs. Qiao doesn't dislike it, so he has nothing to dislike.

So he pinched his nose and ate a chopstick, then put down the hand that pinched his nose.

"Eat it quickly, it's delicious, you will regret it if you don't eat it."

Only then did the children move their chopsticks, and their eyes lit up as soon as they took a bite.

Fried eggs, fried bean curd sticks, intestines and trotters, soaked in soup, not to mention how delicious it is.

No one pinched their noses anymore, only Yuan Jiaqi, who pinched his nose with one hand and held the child in the other.

"Eat first, watch the children after eating, and then I will eat?"

Qiao Mai immediately hugged Ling'er over, and couldn't help laughing when she saw Xiao Ling'er pinching her nose like everyone else.

"Eat it, this smell is not that smell. The capers and bamboo shoots inside are very tender. I like fried eggs the most. It's spicy and refreshing. Eat it quickly. I will eat it next time. I don't know if I will eat it again." How long will it take?"

Yuan Jiaqi put down his hand, took a bite, and found that it was really delicious.

From now on, whatever Miss Qiao says must be eaten, as long as she says it is delicious, it must be delicious, so don't resist.

Mr. Wang chuckled, "Is there a recipe for this?"

"Yes, it's just that people here can't accept the smell. If you open a shop like this, then other people's shops can't open around you, because it's too smelly."

"Yes, next time we come, shall we still eat this?"

"As long as you don't dislike me, do it. This is much easier than other things."

The whole family ate snail powder in the yard, which caused misery to the neighbors. They all thought that Qiao's family was digging up shit.

Just dig it out, what are you digging for at noon?

All the people in this area didn't have a good meal at noon.

Mrs. Chen was cursing in the room, her son couldn't stand it, and wanted to go to Qiao's house to see what was going on.

So he found an excuse and knocked on the door of Qiao's house, "Mr. Yuan, this area has a strange smell, did it come from your house?"

These words were already very reserved, the Yuan family laughed, Qiao Mai saw him and waved at him.

"Hao'er, come and sit down. Auntie will cook a bowl of noodles for you. Try it."

Chen Hao walked to the table, saw everyone's bowls, and suddenly realized that the strange smell came from the food in the bowls.

He pinched his nose and said to himself, the Qiao family didn't dig out manure, they were making a kind of strange food.

Qiao Mai cooked the noodles for him and put them on the table, "Eat it while it's hot, and it will be lumpy when it's cold."

"Auntie, can this be eaten?"

"Yes, did you see that they are all eating? Don't worry, I will guarantee you one bowl and two bowls."

Chen Hao was not as hypocritical as them, he just put down his hand, picked up the chopsticks and ate.

Few people don't like the taste of snail powder. Once you taste it, the rest is to keep eating, eating, and eating.

The neighbor on the right who was eating also came over, and when he entered the yard, saw what they were eating, and smelled the strong smell, he understood it.

Mrs. Qiao made a new food, and the one they ate had a stinky smell.

Just as he was about to say goodbye and go back, Qiao Mai held them back and told them to wait, insisting on letting them try.

Sure enough, anyone who has eaten it will fall in love with this taste.

They sniffed it carefully, and found that it was different from the smell of excrement. The former smelled fragrant, while the latter smelled really bad.

After eating the stinky snail powder, everyone finally distinguished the two smells and accepted this delicacy.

Mr. Wang was so happy, he covered his stomach and laughed for a long time.

After eating noodles, they helped wash the dishes and clean up the house and yard before getting into the carriage waiting outside the door.

Taking a carriage of food prepared by Qiao Mai, he left the town and headed for the Acropolis.