There is space for the farm milk group, and they like to farm on the way to escape from the famine

Niutou Village is the nearest village to Lin'an County. Every household is relatively well-off, and the village chief is the leader among them.

Therefore, when getting engaged to her youngest son, the village chief's wife specially spent money to get a silver hairpin to give her unmarried daughter-in-law dignity.

Because of this, the family often showed off in the village. The silver hairpin was quite big, and many people saw it.

It's a pity that the village chief's unmarried daughter-in-law didn't take it with her for two days, so the silver hairpin couldn't be found.

At that time, the family was in a state of panic. After all, something as precious as this silver hairpin can be passed down directly to the next generation.

But I didn't expect it to be stolen.

Li Cuihua immediately panicked after hearing everyone's pointing. She rushed forward and picked up the silver hairpin:

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is my own."

"Bah! Your own?" Mrs. Zhang spat directly on her face: "You don't take pictures of your house by peeing. How can you afford a silver hairpin? You can hardly afford to eat. How can you still afford it?"

Buy these things.”

She snatched the silver hairpin with her bare hands, while a group of old ladies studied it.

After a while, the village chief and his family also came over after hearing the news.

The village chief's wife was a fat woman with a round waist and a sullen face. As soon as she came in, she went straight to Mrs. Zhang and took a look at the silver hairpin. After confirming that it was her own hairpin, she immediately sneered:

"You, the Ma family, are really good!"

She didn't want to say anything else, she just put the silver hairpin into her arms, and in a blink of an eye she saw Mrs. Ji.

When she came here just now, she had already made inquiries and found out that the Ji family were new arrivals in the wilderness.

But the family did something for her. If the family hadn't come out to make trouble, no one would have helped her find the precious silver hairpin.

So she didn't embarrass the other party. Instead, she thought about what her mother's family had told her and wanted to sell it well:

"Old sister, your family is here because of the refugee. The situation at home must be bad. Someone in my parents' house is hosting a banquet recently. They originally wanted to buy some cakes from my place. Unfortunately, my daughter-in-law is about to give birth. What can I do?

It’s not that much. If you have some pastries that you know how to make, just make some and sell them to me, and I’ll take them from you.”

After saying that, the village chief's wife stopped staying and went back home.

The eldest son of the village chief's family is very promising, so the old couple have never had close contact with the people in the village. Everyone is used to this, but Mrs. Ji took what he said into consideration.

Everyone in the Ma family looked like they were mourning for their heirs.

The power of the village chief's family can severely hinder their family in the distribution of food. They were already short of food and clothing, and now they have severely offended the village chief.

At this moment, everyone's face was ashen, and they couldn't muster the energy to compete with the Ji family again.

The neighbors next to me were still pointing and pointing, but they just sat there with a blank face and said nothing.

Mrs. Zhang's scolding was quite boring. She turned around and said to Mrs. Ji enviously:

"Old sister, you are in luck. The village chief's wife's pastry business is doing quite well. Her daughter-in-law is a well-known pastry expert! But now she is not in good health and can't do it, so she specially gives this job to you.

If you do it once, if you do it well, you will at least earn a tael of silver!"

This tael of silver was such a rare thing, and Mrs. Zhang was also envious of it, but in Niutou Village, the village chief was the leader, so she didn't dare to say anything more, so she had to express how envious she was.

Mrs. Ji's eyes lit up immediately.

It seems that this is still a hot cake.

Don't take advantage of it, you bastard.

She didn't want to stay too long at the moment, so she turned around and took her family home.

"Third brother, don't be too busy going home. Go to the city and buy some glutinous rice and soybeans first."

Mrs. Ji thought about it. It will take at least a week to make the finished wine. In the meantime, there is no delay in making some cakes. Are you worried about making less money?

Ji Liangqing was a little stunned when his mother said this:

"Mom, do we really want to do this?"

"Why don't you do it?" Mrs. Ji rolled her eyes: "Such a big good thing is too troublesome? The worst thing is that we should do less and ask first. You go and buy the things first. That's the serious thing."

Mrs. Ji was a good expert in food when she was in her parents' family. She had a lot of experience in this field. She had already thought about what she wanted to do and was very dissatisfied with her son's dillydallying.

Ji Liangqing had no choice but to go.

Mrs. Ji asked Ye Qiuyun to wash the pot again, and she was excited while holding Ji Miaomiao:

"My dear little lucky star, you are really the treasure of our family. How many benefits have you brought to our family? Now the village chief's wife has given us this good thing, and it's all because of you!"

Mrs. Ji is becoming more and more fond of her hard-won eldest granddaughter.

If it weren't for the fact that the whole family was so angry that they wanted to vent their anger on her, they wouldn't have been able to find out the silver hairpin that Li Cuihua had stolen at the last minute, so there wouldn't have been such a good job.

Mrs. Ji hugged her granddaughter and never let go. She loved her so much.

Ji Miaomiao was confused in her arms.

It is true that she has a large shopping mall and has done a lot for her family, but is this a butterfly effect? ​​Or does she really have good luck?

Ji Miaomiao doesn't understand, but she is happy to see everyone getting better and better.

…

Ji Liangqing was quick on his feet and knew that his mother was anxious, so he bought some things from Lin'an County in a few days. He only bought two kilograms of glutinous rice and one kilogram of soybeans. On these items, he spent nearly fifty coins.

Mrs. Ji took the glutinous rice and soaked it first, then asked Ye Qiuyun to light the fire, soak the soybeans and start frying them.

After a while, the refreshing aroma of soybeans came out. The beans were jumping around in the pot very lively, making people move their index fingers when they smelled them.

After frying, Mrs. Ji put the soybeans into a bag, asked her two sons to take out the cow, tied a stone to the soybean bag and crushed it back and forth into powder.

There is no way, it can only be done like this without a stone mill.

Ji Lao Er and Ji Lao San were grinding soybean flour in the yard. The five little boys at home smelled the fragrance in the air and drooled:

"Dad, uncle, what is this and why does it smell so good??"

"This is soybean flour. Your milk is going to be sold as cakes. This soybean flour will make it delicious." Ji Laoer replied.

"What is a cake?" Ji Shijia was stunned.

The family didn't do it when they were born, so they don't know.

"It's just a glutinous snack. You'll know when your milk is ready, and I'll swallow your sweet tongue." Ji Liangqing said with a smile.

Several boys looked on with admiration, how delicious it would be if they could swallow the food with the fragrance on their tongues! They all couldn't wait to make their own milk as soon as possible.