Coupled with home-pickled pickles, these meals are actually very good for farmers.

At least the porridge is semi-thick, and you can still eat rough flour cakes, and occasionally scrambled eggs. You can also eat meat and refined grains when the farming season is busy or during the holidays.

Otherwise, their family's life can be counted on in the village.

You must know that some farmers are reluctant to eat meat even when farming is busy. After all, the money to buy expensive things is enough to buy about ten kilograms of coarse grain, enough to feed the family for a few days.

In order not to go hungry, all country people are very economical, and they would like to break a coin in half and use it.

Otherwise, it can be said that the country people who depend on the weather for food have the most difficult life.

Hua Jin watched her mother wipe the pot with a cloth dipped in oil, and sighed heavily in her heart.

No wonder the vegetables these days are eaten without oil or water. It turns out that there is no oil at all. It is strange that they are delicious. They call them stir-fries but they are actually just boiled vegetables with a few specks of oil floating on them.

When he saw the salt that had been smashed and was still large, Huajin's color changed. The yellow-black salt particles had obviously not been purified repeatedly. They contained minerals that exceeded the standard. Long-term consumption of the salt would definitely cause harm to the human body.

It can cause discomfort in the gastrointestinal tract or even other places, and in worst cases, it can be fatal.

...No wonder the average ancient people did not live long, fear of salt may be part of the reason.

"Mother" Hua Jin couldn't help but speak.

Mrs. Qi paused in her motion of spreading salt and looked at her daughter, wondering: "What's wrong?"

"Mom, do we have no other salt at home?"

Mrs. Qi smiled, knowing that her daughter disliked the dirty color of the salt, and she didn't know which family the child was from in her previous life. She was obviously born into a farmer's family, but she loved to be clean.

"No, Jin'er, refined salt is too expensive. When I save enough money, I will buy some for you to try, but for now, please bear with me!" Ms. Qi looked at her daughter lovingly.

"Mom, is refined salt very expensive?" Hua Jin's eyes were filled with interest, and he looked at his mother with bright, watery eyes.

"It's very expensive." Looking at the coarse salt in his hand, Mrs. Qi also felt that it was time to popularize it with her daughter. After all, the child is not young anymore.

"Let's put it this way. One pound of coarse salt in my hand costs thirty cents. I heard that ten pounds of coarse salt may not necessarily produce one pound of refined salt. Jin'er, do you think it's expensive?"

Hua Jin opened her mouth wide and shouted in her heart, "Good boy."

So a pound of refined salt here costs 300 yuan.

Hua Jin calculated that one penny here was at least equivalent to one yuan in the original world, which meant that even coarse salt was equivalent to thirty yuan in her original world.

In her world, selling salt at this price would probably cause a riot.

Expensive, not just expensive, simply ridiculously expensive.

But this is an ancient world with backward technology. Technology is only in the hands of a very small number of powerful people. In addition, salt is already very scarce. In her few memories, she vaguely remembers what her grandma said. Some people even don’t even have coarse salt.

I can't afford it, so I use vinegar and salt cloth instead every day.

Hua Jin closed her mouth. In the final analysis, it was scarcity.

Although the girl who was stunned with her mouth open was very cute, Mrs. Qi didn't care to talk to her, and quickly sprinkled a few grains of coarse salt to stir-fry the vegetables.

As soon as it was cooked and before it was out of the pot, I heard a voice calling my mother, and then a tiger-headed boy showed his head from the door of the kitchen.

"Mom, is the meal ready? Xiao Si is so hungry that his stomach hurts."

The boy was standing next to the door, but he didn't dare to go in, mainly because he was covered in mud from working in the fields. If he accidentally got it into the food, he would have to be punished by his mother.

Then he saw the sister behind the stove, and his eyes lit up.

"Sister, are you there too?" I was so happy that I almost ran into the kitchen, but at the last moment I remembered my sister's fault and stopped myself.

"Well, my sister is getting well soon, are you not happy?" Hua Jin grinned at her younger brother, but kept stuffing the wood that was still burning in the stove into the ashes under the stove mouth.

"Happy" Xiao Si nodded heavily.

That day, seeing his sister being brought back by his father all covered in blood, he was so frightened that he burst into tears.

Now that she can see her sister smiling at her and teasing him, Xiao Si feels that even if her sister likes to teach him a lesson, he is willing to do so.

"No matter how happy you are, you have to wash your little face and hands, otherwise you won't get anything to eat." Hua Jin raised her eyebrows at her brother slyly, and said in accordance with the instinct of the original owner's body.

Hua Jin has no instinct to reject this body. After all, the Hua family is really very kind.

"Yes, your sister is right. I asked you to go to the ground instead of rolling around in the ground. Look at your body, it's too dull."

Mrs. Qi looked at her younger son with disgust, but in her heart she was thinking about sending her younger son to school for enlightenment. This naughty and restless temper should be restrained.

Once they are sent to school, life at home will probably be even more difficult. Just the monthly education for a few children is not a small amount of money, not to mention pen, ink, paper and inkstones.

I can't think about it, I get a headache just thinking about it.

But the three sons can't treat each other too favorably. As a parent, you still have to level a bowl of water. Regardless of whether the child has talent or not, you always have to try to see how many words he can read.

As for the eldest and second eldest children in the family, the Qi family has no hope.

The main reason is that the fourth brother is too naughty and restless. If the boss and the second brother are willing to hit him hard, they might be able to suppress it, but the relationship between the three brothers is too good, so they can't hit him hard. What's the temper of the fourth brother?

Can I calm down and study?

After much deliberation, it was better to send him into the hands of his master and discipline him properly.

The fourth boy here didn't pay any attention to the threat from his sister and mother. He made a face and ran to the backyard in a hurry.

I definitely had to wash it, but I didn’t notice it when I was playing. After I stopped to tell the truth, he also disliked the way he looked.

Besides, isn't it a waste of food if you use dirt on your hands?

There is absolutely no way that he, Hua Xiaosi, would do such a thing.

By the time he washed up in the backyard, his parents had already washed up and left.

When we arrived at the main room, my father had already helped my mother to bring the food. He also hurried to the kitchen to help my mother bring the dishes and chopsticks and sat down next to my sister.

"Jin'er, does your head still hurt?"

Following Old Man Hua's words, the whole family couldn't help but look at Hua Jin's wound. Even Qi, who already knew the situation, couldn't help but look over.

The eyes were filled with distress, not only for Mrs. Liu, but also for Mrs. Hua Jin, Mrs. Hua and Hua Chengtian.

In particular, Hua Chengtian dotes on his only daughter. His daughter suffered such a serious crime, which was as painful as ripping out his heart. Fortunately, she has recovered, otherwise it would have been a huge blow to him.

"Sir, it's okay. Doesn't it hurt?" Hua Jin smiled innocently. She asked these questions almost once or twice every day, but the deep concern in her words still touched Hua Jin every time.

"Okay." Old Man Hua laughed, and then looked at his daughter-in-law, "Yun Ao's mother, Jin'er, has to cook her own meals, so don't be careless."
Chapter completed!