Qiao Xiangqian chopped a small piece of meat, minced it, dug a spoonful of butter from the clay pot, stir-fry the onion, ginger, garlic and add the meat, stir-fry it with cracklings, add water, and finally add salt, add soy sauce to adjust the color.

After the meat sauce is prepared, put it on the mud stove and simmer it on a low heat. Knead the dough into a ball, roll it into a thin pancake with a large rolling pin, and fold it repeatedly like a stack of fans. Finally, raise the knife and cut it into shreds, sprinkle some bean noodles to prevent sticking.

Under the boiling water, the noodles are like silverfish, and they appear and appear in the pot. They roll a few times, put them in the well water to cool down, put them in a large sea bowl, and drizzle them with meat soup.

It is strong and smooth, fresh, salty and fragrant, and you need to swallow your tongue together.

When Qiao Jinling ate this bowl of noodles again, she truly felt that she had really come back. Her tongue would not lie.

She pulled the edge of the bowl and made it with a meal. The bowl of noodles was quickly finished, and there was no soup left.

"Dad, the noodles are so delicious!"

Qiao Jinling's mouth was glossy and she was very satisfied. Only then did she notice that there was only a bowl of soup in front of her father, with cornmeal steamed buns soaked in it, and it was broken into pieces and floating on the soup.

She blamed herself for being careless and just for eating happily, and didn't notice that her father didn't eat noodles at all.

"It's okay, Lingling has eaten it, Dad is happy to eat anything he doesn't eat."

"Dad, our family will definitely make a lot of money in the future!"

"I believe that Lingling is our little lucky star, Qiao Jinling, but she is just shining with golden light and very effective."

Qiao Xiangqian picked up his daughter and rubbed her little face with his beard. The reasons for their happiness were different, one was that they had a life of disaster, and the other was that they met again after a long separation.

The figure was completely unaware of the figure in the room, so Sun Huifang was nagging and lit the candles left over last night.

The candle flames pounded, melted a lot of wax, then dripped the hot wax onto the Eight Immortals table, poked the candle's butt, and fixed it for a while, and the candle stood firm.

"The wax is so expensive now, 2 cents a piece of kerosene is only 35 cents per catty. After burning it for a while, it will be turned off quickly and light the kerosene lamp."

Sun Huifang muttered, got up and went to find the lamp. The thing was burnt and it made people's nose and eyes dark.

Even kerosene was not willing to let her go, so Sun Huifang scrubbed her daughter briefly, washed her feet, and threw her into the bed. Life is poor, but you can't be lazy.

Everything is done.

"Come forward, come in quickly, tuck the mosquito net, be careful to put the mosquito in, and eat your daughter!"

Sun Huifang used a flashlight and half-bent her body to look for mosquito traces. Her figure was twisted and tilted by the light, sometimes big and sometimes small.

After slapped the three mosquitoes to death, Sun Huifang lay down and her big fan flew over and over again. Qiao Jinling thought that there was no air conditioner and she would definitely not be able to sleep on such a hot day. Unexpectedly, she slept extremely soundly with her parents that night.

I don’t know how long she slept, but she vaguely heard her parents whispering.

"Come forward, you go up the mountain to pick mushrooms, be careful, it just rained yesterday and the mountains were slippery."

"I know, my wife, I've said it eight hundred times. It's so long-winded."

"Bah! If you beg for food, I'm too lazy to care about you. By the way, should I ask Mrs. Han to drive away evil spirits for this child? I've been muttering about single dogs, social animals, eating soil, and scaring me to death!"

Qiao Jinling got up and muttered, "Dad, I want to go picking mushrooms with you."

She was still afraid that her father would have an accident and had to keep her at ease.

"Don't be afraid of Lingling, Dad will be careful. You eat first. Dad will come back to pick it and take you to sell mushrooms. Be obedient."

Qiao said comfortingly.

"Well, okay, I'll wait for you, I will definitely take me there."

Qiao Jinling wanted to tie herself to her father's belt, for fear that in the blink of an eye, his father would disappear again.

Qiao Xiangqian looked at his serious daughter, and suddenly felt a little moved, his heart and eyes full of love.

After breakfast, Qiao Xiangqian came back, carrying a bulging nylon bag, his hair was wet with morning dew, and shouted excitedly: "Huifang, Lingling, look at the flower mushrooms I picked, oh! Our Lingling is Xiao Fuxing. The piece she saw was full of flower mushrooms."

Flower mushrooms are very common in the local area and are not good-looking. They have net cracks on them, but their flesh is thick and fragrant. People in the city like this fresh mouthful.

Qiao Xiangqian simply took a few bites of rice and was about to enter the city. This thing was sold for freshness. Mushrooms were afraid of heat and could still sell them for a good price before the morning fog had not yet dissipated.

Beiheyan Village is next to Huangling Town, but it is closer to Anqing City. It takes less than an hour to ride a bicycle. The road used to be bumpy and difficult to walk on. If it is now, it will not be used for half an hour.

Qiao Jinling sat across the car beam. This was her first time since she was reborn. Qiao Xiangqian wanted to go to the farmers' market to sell it.

"Dad, let's go to the near family yard to sell it."

"Family Court? Why?"

"Just listen to me~"

"Okay, Dad listens to Lingling."

This large family building belongs to several units, including postal and telecommunications offices, rural credit cooperatives, agriculture bureaus, animal husbandry bureaus, leather shoe factories, etc. The aunts coming and going carried their vegetable baskets to prepare to buy groceries.

"Selling flower mushrooms~"

Qiao Xiangxiang squatted forward in front of the nylon bag and shouted dryly. He passed by several aunts and glanced at him, leaving without even asking about the price.

Qiao Jinling thought to himself: "It's really my stupid father. He didn't even take out the flower mushrooms, who would buy them?"

She took out a needle and white cotton thread from the small cloth bag. She took it from her home before leaving. Her hands were flexible and she put on a bunch of flower mushrooms. In a short while, she stringed up ten strings.

The plump and thick flower mushrooms were circling around, like small wind chimes. Qiao Jinling shouted in a slight voice: "You are selling wild flower mushrooms, fresh watery flower mushrooms, just picked from the mountain, and they are still covered with water droplets."

Her shout immediately attracted a fat aunt.

"Oh, these flower mushrooms are really good. How do they sell them?"

"Grandma, a bunch of 50 cents."

"It's a bit expensive. It's only a few mushrooms. You can buy two big dishes for 50 cents."

The fat aunt curled her lips, her eyes didn't leave Hua Mushroom. Her grandson was very clever and ate a few bites of any food she cooked. She was as thin as a monkey. Her daughter-in-law thought she couldn't raise children.

"Grandma, this is a wild flower mushroom, it's rare. Fry it with more oil, it's more fragrant than meat."

"Our village says that the little flower mushroom is a treasure in the mountains. Eat one, beautiful and beautiful. Eat two, study well, eat them every day, and live until old age."

Qiao Jinling was quick-talk and sweet, which made the fat aunt laugh and laugh.

"You are so cute, so cute. Okay, give me two strings."

The fat aunt pointed out 1 yuan from the handkerchief, handed it to Qiao Xiangqian, and said, "Young man, you have raised a lucky daughter, and wait and enjoy the happiness in the future."

Qiao Xiangqian couldn't believe it, he got it for one dollar?!

Also, when will my daughter be so eloquent?

"Dad, we're selling it! Are you happy?"

Qiao Jinling held her little head up and smiled like a flower. As long as her father was happy, she would be happy.

"Happy! Lingling is awesome!"

With the first order, the next step was much smoother. Not long after, the flower mushrooms sold almost the same. Several aunts felt sorry when they heard the letter came late.

"Grandma, we're here tomorrow, we're all fresh wild flower mushrooms picked early in the morning."

Qiao Jinling quickly said. She didn't know if there were any mushrooms in the forest. Anyway, she couldn't let the customers who got them run away.

The father and daughter counted the broken hair and zero corners and 45 bunches of flower mushrooms, and sold them for 22 yuan.

"Let's go, Lingling, Dad buys you a pair of new sandals."

Qiao Xiangqian wanted to buy too many things and wanted to buy everything for his wife and daughter!
Chapter completed!