Traveling through ancient times and taking space to farm

"Second Aunt, these acorns are edible. My milk has a way to make the acorns less bitter.

Noodles made from acorn flour are delicious.

Second Aunt, please pick up some acorns and go back. Acorn noodles are hungrier than wild vegetables," Han Yun said.

Mr. Qin asked with some surprise: "Can you really get rid of the bitter taste of acorns? Then I'll pick some too, so I don't have to go hungry now."

"If you are really good at it, go pick it up. When you have time, go to my house and let me teach you how to handle it." Han Yun thought that these acorns could finally play their due value.

"Hmm, if I can eat my second aunt, I'd really like to thank you.

We can't open the pot at home, and the grain in the fields has not yet been slurried. If we eat it now, it would be a waste of food." Mrs. Qin was sincerely grateful to Han Yun.

"It's nothing. It's not worth thanking you. I won't delay you in picking up acorns. I'm going home too." After Han Yun finished speaking, she went down the mountain.

The second aunt looks like an average girl, but she is a bit too cute (the teeth on the upper jaw are more protruding than the teeth on the lower jaw).

Because he doesn't have enough to eat all the time, he is a little thin. But he is very diligent, but he is dragged down by his family.

Her father-in-law is an honest and honest old man from the mountain village. Her uncle Zhang Shucai, both of them are very lazy.

I gave birth to three sons, and they all followed the same example. They idled around all day, going from house to house and doing business at home.

My second uncle, Zhang Shulin, is a verbal idiot, which is called Keba here. The more anxious he talks, the more difficult it is for him to speak.

He has two sons and one daughter. The eldest son is ten years old, his daughter is eight years old, and the younger son is only four years old.

The children are also sensible and can help their parents with some things.

The third uncle, Zhang Shusen, had little land, many people, and was not wealthy, so no good family was willing to marry a girl to him.

I can only marry a girl from a nearby village who has epilepsy and give birth to a two-year-old girl.

Fourth Uncle: Seeing that things were not going well at home, Zhang Shujing went to town and never came back.

"Milk! Look what I picked up on the mountain?" When Han Yun got home, she went to her room to talk to her grandma.

Carrying a basket of acorns, he placed them next to Wang.

"Ouch! Little ancestor, why did you pick this thing up? It's bitter and astringent. Even chickens and ducks won't eat it." Grandma Wang asked puzzledly.

"Milk, I know how to remove the astringent taste. Wait until I make something delicious for you."

"Okay! My granddaughter still feels sorry for grandma."

"Hehe, I have a good thing here. Don't get excited after seeing it."

Han Yun looked suspicious. Seeing that there was no one outside, she took out the 10x15 cm makeup mirror from the space and handed it to Wang.

"What good thing? Is it so mysterious?" Mrs. Wang was amused by her granddaughter's appearance and became a little curious.

"Milk, look." Han Yun handed the makeup mirror to her grandma.

Mrs. Wang took the makeup mirror in her hand and looked at her face. She was so shocked that she couldn't even speak.

"Granddaughter, this...is this a bronze mirror? It's too clear.

The folds on grandma’s face are so light and tender, where did she get this treasure?”

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Wang straightened her gray hair in front of the mirror, thinking that this was much lighter than the bronze mirror, and she didn't know where her granddaughter got it.

"Nai, let me tell you something. Didn't I fall yesterday? I fainted at that time.

When I woke up, I found that there were many more things in my head, including another jade bracelet.

There is also a magical room full of delicious food, and I can take whatever I want from it.

Hey, this is the jade bracelet." Han Yun stretched out her hand to Wang to let her take a look.

"This mirror is from that magical room. If you ask my dad to match it with a nice-looking frame, it will definitely be worth some money."

"Oh! With the blessing of the Buddha, my granddaughter will survive the catastrophe and will be blessed later in life.

Amitabha, Amitabha." Wang put his hands together and kowtowed repeatedly.

"My grandson, the Buddha must have blessed you and given you a magical room after seeing you suffer.

Don't dare to take out the things in that magical room and exchange them for money.

What if the Buddha gets angry and takes it back?" Wang persuaded Han Yun by patting her hand.