Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Apart from anything else, Xiaoxiao is very interested in this space projection function: [Bao, can you tell me more specifically? 】

Space answer: [Master, starting from today, you can project a gourmet space within seven meters by seven meters in any area. This range can obtain gourmet space attribute functions, such as freshness preservation and double speed time. This function is special Function can only be used once a day, there is no limit to the use time, and it can be withdrawn at any time. 】

This relationship is good, she doesn't need to go back and forth anymore. She immediately used the projection function in the kitchen where the ingredients were placed. Now she didn't have to worry about the food becoming stale too quickly when summer came.

She can also feel free to do more.

However, after finishing the milk tea and snacks to be sold today, Xiaoxiao felt a little idle and said: [Let’s plant the seeds of rewards too. 】

There was enough space, and then the seeds were thrown into the water.

Xiaoxiao understood, this time it was aquatic plants.

She glanced at the uninteresting chef and began to feel dazed.

My little brother should be on the way already. They are not far from the capital, but it still takes more than ten days to travel. My little brother and the others are in a hurry, so they will probably hurry up, but there is a wounded person with them, so they will not be able to make it any faster. It would take seven or eight days to arrive anyway.

She didn't know if the process of meeting the saint was troublesome or not. With all the back and forth and unexpected delays, she would not be able to see him for at least twenty days. She stood up in a hurry and decided to choose a different day, so she would go today. Shen's disciples don't have to worry about the freshness of the food anyway, she can just make more first.

Mrs. Shen welcomed Xiaoxiao's arrival and quickly took her to meet her chosen apprentice.

The neatly dressed cook looked down at Xiaoxiao, who was a head shorter than herself, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "I have met the master." It stands to reason that after learning her true skills, the two of them will be master and apprentice from now on, regardless of age or origin.

Xiaoxiao became more playful, brought a stool, stepped on it and touched her head: "Hey, good disciple, come and tell me, what do you want to learn today?"

The apprentice’s name was Furong, Xiaoxiao exclaimed: “Is it the hibiscus of the hibiscus flower?”

She said: "Master, it's the Furong from the Furong Chicken Slices."

Xiaoxiao: ...I heard that he is a good candidate to be a cook.

Mrs. Shen asked coyly: "What about that? Do you think you can also teach me how to make a simple snack?"

Xiaoxiao was surprised: "What does Auntie Beauty want to eat? Do you need to do it yourself?"

Mrs. Shen grabbed her sleeves and said in a voice like a mosquito: "I want to make something for my husband."

Xiaoxiao suddenly realized, oh, this damn sour smell of love, she really wanted to teach Mrs. Shen how to make stinky tofu.

But she was kind enough to hold back.

In Xiaoxiao's opinion, the easiest thing to make is biscuits, so today's teaching content was happily decided.

What Xiaoxiao didn't expect was that Mrs. Shen turned out to be a master of cooking. After an afternoon of teaching, Furong had learned the secret of baking biscuits and was able to start it on her own. Xiaoxiao was very satisfied with her new apprentice. On the other hand, Mrs. Shen was facing A pile of black coal sighs.

"Why can't you learn?"

Xiaoxiao also wanted to ask this question. With a fixed amount of ingredients, a fixed ratio, a fixed temperature and a fixed time, how did she manage to bake several furnaces of charcoal?

Furong patted Xiaoxiao's shoulder: "Master, don't be surprised, just get used to it."

She said with some emotion: "To be honest, when I came to Shen's house, I originally wanted to teach Mrs. Shen how to cook. However, I taught her for three months, but she still couldn't even make a bowl of edible noodles. "

Xiaoxiao said: "Then you are quite patient."

If it were her, she would most likely persuade such a disciple to quit immediately.

Cooking does not necessarily depend on talent, but if you are not talented enough and have money, you should just eat ready-made food.

Furong folded her arms and looked at the sky, and her tone was a bit far-fetched: "I can't help it, the monthly payment they gave is too much." Then everyone got used to her cooking skills, so they simply let her stay in the Shen Mansion as a cook. Even though she longed for freedom, vast rivers and mountains, compared with the money given by the Shen family, it seemed that those longings could not be put aside first.

Xiaoxiao thinks that her apprentice is a wonderful person.

Mrs. Shen said that the opening time of Yaju has been set. It will be a good day at the beginning of the next month. The Ning family's rice harvest will happen to be completed. She will not be too busy. It will be enough to train Fu Rong between now and then.

Furong is a natural cook, with a bit of dexterity and skill. Xiaoxiao has confidence in her. It's hard to say that Mrs. Shen is too lively and active when cooking. She often does superfluous things. In less than three days, Xiaoxiao... Unable to bear it, he kicked the person out of the kitchen.

The next day after discussing with the Ning family, Magistrate Shen spread the news about the new rice seeds. Several officials, big and small, who had originally ignored him, immediately came to Xijiang County in person without stopping. Under the leadership of the police, we went to the Ning family’s rice fields to check.

All the adults were very smart and brought their own agricultural officers. As soon as the professionals took action, they quickly determined that Magistrate Shen was not exaggerating. The yield per mu of this farmland was only a lot more than 800 kilograms. We are all smart people, especially this. Things are linked to political performance.

The adults who were eager to get rice seeds immediately chatted enthusiastically with Magistrate Shen to get more seeds. Magistrate Shen, who was neither humble nor arrogant nor arrogant nor impetuous, calmed them down: "But you have also seen that this new rice seed is delicate. It can't be grown casually, have you dug a river channel?"

The adults said they would go back and dig right away, and they would dig today! Keep digging well and quickly!

Magistrate Shen smiled and said nothing, and did not accept anyone's empty guarantee.

The smart man immediately turned his horse's head, raised his head overnight, and dug vigorously along the Xiaoxi River. His enthusiasm was so intense that in the next five or six days, the water level of the river in Fuyuan Village dropped significantly.

In this atmosphere, the Xiaoxiao family entered the countdown to harvest.

At this time, Rong Yan, Yun Er, Yun Yan, Yun Wu and a few carefully selected trustworthy guards were driving towards the capital in a carriage.

In the carriage, Han Qingzheng, who was still wrapped in bandages, shouted impatiently: "How fast can this tortoise reach the capital? How can a man ride in a carriage? I'm fine, let me ride a horse!"

Rong Yan had a headache from his quarrel, but he couldn't let go of him and leave first, so he could only persuade him with good words.

"Doctor Gongsun said, you have to stay in the carriage for three more days, otherwise you won't have the strength to complain when you see the Holy Driver."

Han Qing waved his hand confidently: "Impossible! I'm not a white-faced scholar like him. I was fine when I was stabbed eighteen times!"

It's okay, just a ball!

Yun'er couldn't help but interject: "If you hadn't met our Miss Ning, Mr. Han, it's hard to say what your current situation would be."

Han Qing was choked and kept quiet for a while, then waved his arm that had started to bleed: "Then am I fine now? Going to Beijing is of great importance, so there is no time to worry about such a small thing. I can endure the injury as soon as I grit my teeth, quickly, let me ride a horse, cough, cough, cough, cough!"

Rong Yan turned his head, sighed, and handed him the water bag: "Let's drink some water first and then talk."

Han Qingniu drank for a while and continued to be impassioned, but his head tilted and he fell down.