"Dad, these wheat!"

Dad Wang called his son and daughter-in-law to the house, and the small room was filled with people.

Anran crawled around on the kang and pulled her socks. The socks wrapped around her feet were so uncomfortable.

In the small house, except for a bunch of people, all that is left is a lot of wheat.

The few people were tacitly convinced and were ecstatic, especially Wang Yongan, who was used to growing crops, the quality of these wheat was simply irrelevant.

"We need to deal with these wheat well. If it is not handled well, it will cause trouble."

Three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang, and it is best to brainstorm.

"Second, tell me how to sell these wheat, so you have a more flexible mind."

Wang Yongye, who was named, scratched the back of his head, touched his chin, thinking about something.

"Why do we have to sell wheat? Let's grind it into powder, so no one knows that such a good wheat is ground.

Then we divided our troops into several groups and transported the ground flour to other towns for sale. Jianan Town and Tongluo Town are the best choices. There are docks there and many vendors from other places will be sold to them."

An Ran exclaimed. The second uncle was very good at using his brain. Otherwise, how could he marry the only daughter of a big pork family into the house? The second uncle and her family would not be easy to fool.

"This idea is good, but our family only has a small mill. So much wheat will not be ground until the year of the monkey and horse. "

"How about we polish some of them and sell them directly, let's sell them farther."

After discussion, everyone decided to grind part of it and sell part of it. As for selling wheat directly, they had to find a place with few acquaintances.

Liu Chunlan and a few younger brothers and sisters cleaned up the millstone and began to put the golden wheat in the millstone.

It was the first time that everyone saw such white powder. Zhang Guilan and Fang Cuiying took a fine sieve to sif the powder.

"This is really high in powder production. Keep the wheat skin. When the spring comes, we will buy some chickens, ducks and geese to feed it. It will be good."

"Let's make a meal of white flour tonight. This flour is delicious."

"It's also good to make noodles, this flour is so good."

Several old men brought rice buckets to pound rice, which are available in every household. They are used to pound rice, and now they can also be used to pound wheat.

"Wenming, take your brothers and pour these into the bag."

Several boys pulled their pockets, and some helped scoop wheat in a thick porcelain bowl.

Like sifting white flour, Li Zhenxiang is done, which is a meticulous job.

The crows roared in the sky, and the night was deep, and the closed door of the Wang family opened.

I have been grinding for 200 kilograms today, but it is true that people have a lot of strength.

The powder production rate is 80%. It is packed in a bag and is carefully placed on the table.

Several women who were so busy that their backs were sore and their backs were putting the ground white flour in a large basin.

Knead the strong hands skillfully in the basin. Wake up for a while and the white dough will become smooth and non-stick.

Boil water and roll noodles, as quick as a few women.

Wenbo held a small stool and watched from the side, and he wanted to eat noodles tonight.

"Go down and go play with your brothers."

Zhang Guihua drove her son out of the kitchen and threw the cut noodles into boiling water.

The flour has a very strong force and is not easy to break if it is pulled for a long time.

The boys were given instructions to play in their own room. Wen Yuan held the bamboo leaves and thought about the technique taught by his uncle. A bamboo dragonfly was ready. Although it was not very detailed, the general outline was smooth.

An Ran was placed in the middle of the big bunk bed. The boys slept with a very large bed, occupying half of the room, and they were against the wall on three sides, so they could not roll down.

An Ran was very interested in this kind of woven thing and fiddled with the bamboo leaves himself.

The eldest brother Wenming can also use bamboo leaves to blow a nice tone, cheerful and melodious, and is not inferior to the musical instrument at all.

"Brother, teach me how to blow, teach me how to blow."

Wenhua found a beautiful bamboo leaf and imitated her elder brother. She heard a few puffs, and all she could blow out was saliva.

"Hahaha, the bamboo leaves are blown to pieces. The sound you blew just now seemed to be farting."

"You find another one, don't look for such tender leaves, as they are easy to blow. Just use both hands to do this, put your mouth here and don't leak air from the corners of your mouth."

Wenming guided the sixth brother step by step, especially how to give up his breath.

After two or three practices, Wenhua can blow one or two decent tunes.

"Puff puff puff puff~" An Ran also had a good sense of learning, and his saliva pulled out long silver threads on the leaves.

"Hahaha, Fubao is actually studying."

"When you grow up, my brother will teach you."

"Miss Qing who plays with brother, you can weave another butterfly."

The eldest brother Wenming mentioned that the Qing Madam was originally a dragonfly. When she was a child, she called this Ding Ding Cat.

An Ran was surrounded by several brothers and rushed to give her his works to play.

What to do? She wants to give them candy and likes her brothers very much.

Grandpa, please quickly lead everyone to become rich and let me become a rich third generation.

An Ran flipped her round body, her current state was equivalent to Dad Wang's system. She had no power to move, she was Dad Wang's golden finger.

Others want their sons to be successful, but she wants their sons to be successful. Oh, in ancient times, I am afraid that they will usurp the throne.

"It's time to eat!"

As soon as they heard the meal started, the boys rushed out and found their bowls from the table.

As the eldest brother, Wenming was more steady and knew to carry her out and put her in a rocking chair.

Liu Chunlan transformed into a canteen and cooked food aunt. Fortunately, her hands didn't tremble tonight, and everyone's bowl was full.

If you make a little more, you have to scoop out of the bowl, otherwise the dough will not be enough for people to eat, so it can be said that you are holding a handful and pinching it.

"Mom, are we going to the town tomorrow? I want to go there too. I will carry something for you."

What children look forward to most is to go to the town, and there are many interesting, delicious and fun things.

"If you are good at home, then I will buy you candy balls."

"Really? Sugar balls!"

"Wow! I want to eat two."

Wenbo heard about sugar balls and thought of the sweet smell that could be held in his mouth for a long time.

Today's noodles are very powerful. Although only a little salt and cabbage leaves are added, the taste is surprisingly good.

"This noodles are so delicious. I have never eaten such noodles in my life."

Fang Cuiying's mind started to turn, she had an idea.

"Dad, you said we have so much flour and the vegetarian noodles we make are so delicious. Can you set up a stall at the wharf and sell noodles?

In this way, we can consume the wheat at home, and take out such good wheat in our family to be eye-catching for anyone."

After the last bite was satisfied, Dad Wang burped, and the second wife was considerate and thought about it carefully.

If their things are too good, they will definitely come to the door by following the clues.

"Then that's it. You guys are responsible for this matter first. The man will go out and see if there is any chance. First, solve the problem of ten loads of grain."

Everyone knows that the most important thing at the moment is to get enough of a suitable ten chunks of food first.
Chapter completed!