The System Shuttle is Full of Blessed Wives

Looking at the back of Qin Mingsheng going away, Mu Yiren's eyes were full of satisfaction, this man is really good-natured!

Thinking about it carefully, Brother Qin is more and more in line with her criteria for choosing a mate.

Mu Yiren couldn't help but feel amused, thinking that she had lived in the later life for so long, but she had never met the opposite sex who made her feel sympathetic and excited.

I never thought about it, but I met it when I came here.

It seems that everything is doomed, her marriage is here.

If so, she accepted it.

Personal matters have been settled, but there are still some important matters, and we must hurry up.

Thinking of the bag of seeds she exchanged in her room, Mu Yiren's eyes narrowed slightly, and she decided to find a time tonight and talk to third brother alone, her strength alone is limited, she needs someone she can trust.

Anyway, in the eyes of the third brother, she has a lot of secrets, and it doesn't matter to add one more, and now he is already on the same side as himself.

While peeling the potatoes, the Muyi people sorted out their thoughts.

Soon, Qin Mingsheng came back with a bowl of wine. The Muyi people poured the wine into the wooden basin, spread it evenly on the wild pork, and then covered the wooden basin with a bamboo cover. The cured meat needs to be left alone overnight to taste, and wait until tomorrow It can be hung to dry.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Mingsheng looked at a pot of wild boar with black sauce, and was very puzzled. Why did this good boar turn into such a dark and sloppy look? The original color of wild boar could not be seen.

Qin Mingsheng didn't think that Mu Yiren was spoiling meat. He believed that there must be a reason for her to do so. Considering her good cooking skills, she probably was doing something to eat.

"This is bacon with sauce. I'm painting it deliciously now. When I hang it on the beams of the house tomorrow and let it dry in the sun for a few days, it will be bacon with sauce. It's delicious."

After smearing the wine, the Muyi man answered, then turned around and asked, "Do you make bacon in sauce, sausage and other New Year's meat products here?"

Mu Yiren suddenly thought that this time and space is a parallel world, and she doesn't know if some customs and cultures are the same. If there are some differences, then she can take advantage of the loopholes and get rich?

Qin Mingsheng said frankly, "There are bacon and sausages, but there are not many people who can make them in the village, but there are quite a few in the provincial capital. As for the sauced bacon, I have never heard of it, and I don't know if it is available in other places. "

"Oh." Mu Yiren nodded thoughtfully. The cultural customs are probably similar, but in this year, many things are still being explored and have not been derived. They must not be as complete as those accumulated by later generations.

Mu Yiren was cutting potato chips while chatting with Qin Mingsheng.

"Third brother, don't you have a vegetable garden at home?"

Qin Mingsheng sat on a small low stool and answered honestly, "No, the land now belongs to the public, but it's okay to grow some green onions and ginger in the corner of my courtyard. Distribution, and then we exchange privately."

Mu Yiren pouted, no wonder there is no food at home, a Chinese cabbage has to be divided into several meals, of course, this has something to do with the famine.

But if the policy is relaxed and each family is allowed to have their own piece of private land, it is estimated that the famine year will be better, right? At least you can control it by yourself, and you don't have to stick to each company's quota.

It is said that they still ate big pots of rice before, but after the famine came, they received relief food, and each family ate their own food. The only little agricultural products in the village were not enough to hand over to the food station, let alone feed them. There are so many mouths in the village.