Traveling through ancient times and taking space to farm

"Grandma, this acorn noodles with this meat sauce are so delicious. Can you eat this too tomorrow?"

I'll go pick up more acorns tomorrow, I know where there are more acorn trees." Yuntao discussed with his grandma while eating.

"Milk, I'm interested too, I'm interested too." Before Yunhai could swallow it, he slurred and said that he wanted to go too.

"Okay, okay, I'll make it for you when you pick it up." Seeing that her grandchildren all liked it, the old lady happily agreed.

"Mom, sister-in-law, rubber noodles are so delicious, let's pick some up tomorrow. I like eating them too." Mrs. Tang also agreed.

"Well, let's go together and pick up more, so we can change the taste later.

The second girl said that there are many ways to eat acorn noodles." The old lady thought that the noodles were so delicious, and other ways of eating them would be even better.

Han Mei hadn't been to the mountains for a long time, and she wanted to go with her to get some fresh air. "Mom, I also want to go pick acorns. I'm tired from doing needlework every day, so I want to take a rest."

"Go, let's all go there tomorrow and pick up things all day long." The old lady made the final decision and made arrangements for tomorrow.

Over there, the old man of the Zhang family entered the village chief's house with a bowl of noodles, and the village chief's family was also having dinner.

Before the village chief's family could greet him, the old man gave the bowl to the village chief Zhang Shujin.

"Shujin, please try it. How does it taste?"

"Uncle! This..." The village chief looked confused and didn't know what was going on.

"Have a try." The old man imitated his old lady and tried to show off.

"The noodles are chewy, the sauce is fragrant and delicious! This is really good craftsmanship." Zhang Shujin praised.

"Have you found out what kind of noodles it is made from?" The old man became a little anxious when the village chief said it was delicious.

"I haven't realized this yet. Uncle, are you here to talk to me about this matter?" He is worthy of being the village chief. He knew it was something to be discussed after just a little mention.

The old man no longer appetized, and said: "Your aunt led that girl Han Yun to make these noodles today, made of acorns."

"How is this possible? Acorns are bitter and astringent, but these noodles have no bitter taste at all!"

"Can I still joke about this?" The old man was a little reluctant.

"Does uncle mean to teach the village how to eat acorns?" The village chief understood what the old man meant as soon as he heard what the third uncle said, and he was excited to make sure.

"You told me this nonsense. If you don't teach the people in the village, why should I find you?"

Isn’t it good for me to eat secretly at home?” The old man glared at the nephew in front of him.

"Uncle, please don't be angry, I'm so happy.

You can give the method of making acorn noodles to the village. I am very grateful to you and thank you on behalf of the villagers.

You gave them hope of living! You are so righteous!" After the village chief said this, he bent down and saluted the old man.

"Okay, stop flattering and inform us as soon as possible. It's sooner rather than later.

Taking advantage of the lack of rain in the past few days, let the villagers pick up more and save more food.

I can have a good year this year." The old man thought for a while and added: "If you can present this method to the county magistrate, can more people have a few full meals?"

"Uncle, if you agree, I will go to the county government tomorrow morning and present the method of making acorn noodles to the county master." The village chief's face turned red with excitement.

Rubbing his hands, he asked, "Uncle, could you ask Shuli to write down how to make acorn noodles and how to eat them? I'll pick them up tomorrow morning."

"Okay, you can go about your business. After you finish writing, I will ask Shuli to deliver it to you." After saying this, the old man put his hands behind his back and went home to eat.

The village chief didn't even want to eat anymore, so he hurriedly looked for someone and went from door to door to announce the meeting.

Can you not be in a hurry? This is related to his political performance.

Speaking at a young age, being able to have fresh food at home can ensure that the villagers are less hungry.

On a larger scale, it is a great thing that benefits the country and the people.

If you catch the eye of the county magistrate, you might be able to move up to another level and become a village chief. It's also possible.