Hawthorn can make a lot of delicacies, hawthorn cake, hawthorn slices and candied haws. These are all very popular snacks in their previous lives. She just went to the town and saw them. There are no snacks. If the hawthorn products are sold well, maybe they can still make some money after paying off the debt!

However, before that, she had to make her family believe that the red fruit was not poisonous. It was useless to just say it with her mouth, and it was even more impossible to try it. My mother looked at her like a thief, for fear that she would lose her life by stealing the poisonous fruit, but she was as smart as her and soon had an idea.

What we need to solve now is the problem of lunch. At the same time, Song Qian, who is like a monkey, has hungry chest pressed against his back, and muttered unhappily: "Grandma, there is no big pig elbow at noon, so what should we eat?"

"We will eat whatever your second grandfather eats." Qin said slowly, implying that the whole family wants to have a free meal.

Su Huanbao's face was burning like a fire. Su Erfu's family was not rich, and he also had to support his son in the county. He would supplement their family if he had some money. Even if he paid this way, he would not be able to get anything from her parents' words.

"Mom, it's time for dinner, and I have no food to go to my second uncle's house. Why don't we go home and make it ourselves?" Su Huanbao tentatively persuaded.

"If there is no food, let them make it again." Su Dafu said with confidence.

Su Huanbao felt that the people in their room were simply parasites in the second room, and it was so natural to eat and drink from others.

She was really helpless and could only find other excuses to lead these people to the right path, "Mom, second aunt is reluctant to put oil on cooking, it doesn't taste good, I don't want to eat it."

In fact, the life of the merchants is so frugal. It is normal for a pot of oil to eat for half a year, and some can eat for seven or eight months.

However, as the poorest family in the village, who is heavily in debt, they are willing to put oil in cooking. Anyway, if there is not enough oil, they will go to the second bedroom to get it. If it doesn't work, they will ask for money. Her parents can always get benefits from the second bedroom.

Qin Shi smashed her mouth and nodded slightly, "Well, you're right. Your second aunt is stinging her pussy, a stingy guy."

Even as she said that, she was still too lazy to move. "Then my mother asked her to put more oil later. She had walked so far. She was very tired and she didn't want to cook anymore."

"I'll do it!" Su Huanbao said loudly.

"you?"

Facing the questioning on all four faces, Su Huanbao nodded solemnly.

"No, no, how could you do that kind of rough work?" Qin Shi touched Su Huanbao's tender hand with distress and said, "Good baby, you will marry a rich family to a young grandmother in the future. Let's go to your second uncle's house. He owes our family five taels of silver. Just eat his meal as interest."

Su Huanbao was speechless and had to say, "Mom... Didn't we delay their money raising efforts when we go to the second uncle's house?"

Su Youcai, who had never spoken, wanted money if he couldn't raise it, and he was the first to be unlucky and suddenly said, "Mom, Huanbao is right. Raising money is important, let's go home to do it."

"There is nothing at home. Just a few broken potatoes." Qin muttered, but he didn't mention the fact that he had a meal in the second room.

After returning to the village, Su Huanbao thought about how to make the potatoes delicious. He didn't know whose vegetable field passed by. Qin knocked down the fence and crawled into the other person's field.

In the blink of an eye, she twisted a few cucumbers and picked a few tomatoes. She couldn't put them in her hands, so she held them in her mouth. By the time Su Huanbao noticed, she had already come out with a lot of harvest.

Seeing Qin's funny behavior, Su Huanbao was angry and funny, but Qin didn't care about so much and didn't wash it. He wiped the cucumbers twice with the corner of his clothes, rubbed off the little thorns on his head, and handed it to Su Huanbao, "Good Baoer, it's so tender, eat it!"

Su Huanbao looked at his mother's black clothes, unable to see the original color of clothes, and shook his head, "I won't eat it, mom, you should say hello to the master and then pick it up in the future. This is not good."

Qin had her own set of fallacies and said with confidence, "What's wrong with it? Anyway, the old couple of the Wu family can't finish it. I picked it to help them. If you don't eat it, you will rot in the field. If you waste food, you will be retribution."

Cen Huanbao: “…”

Summer is the peak season for vegetables. Except for their lazy family, every family has endless vegetables that they can’t eat, which is not valuable. They are often picked and fed pigs and chickens. But Su Huanbao feels that even if they don’t want it, they will steal it without asking for it. He patiently advises his mother not to do this, but looking at her like that, I’m afraid she doesn’t listen much.

Qin wanted to be lazy, but when she saw her baby girl tossing in the kitchen, she couldn't sit still and asked her family to help Su Huanbao.

The noodles I brought from the second bedroom were almost the same. I could barely hold on for two days when I tightened my belt. However, when I thought of the hawthorn trees, Su Huanbao felt that two days were enough.

But the province still needs to save money. Eat less if you can, and eat less if you can. She has seen it. She also has a basket of new potatoes taken from the second bedroom at home. Cut it into shreds and some chopped green onions and salt to spread the potato cakes. It is sweet and delicious.

However, she overestimated Qin's knife skills. Logically speaking, she was also a man in her forties. She had been a mother for more than 20 years. She asked her to cut a shredded potato, but cut it into potato strips. Some of them were almost as thick as Su Huanbao's little finger. If it weren't for the lack of oil at home, she would have to consider it. Su Huanbao really wanted to change it to French fries and make some ketchup to dip it in.

Although there is no added noodles, the new potatoes contain high starch content. The cut potato shreds are nothing but water. The starch itself can stick the potato shreds together and make the cake form.

After the pancake, a little oil was left in the pan. Su Huanbao put a few crushed dried chili peppers in it, then poured them on the cucumbers marinated with salt, sprinkled some chopped green onion and minced garlic, and stirred gently. The cucumbers marinated with salt lost some of their moisture and absorbed the seasonings such as soy sauce, vinegar and sugar well. The chili oil exaggerated the aroma of onion and garlic, and for a moment, the room was filled with fragrance.

The Su family was originally not optimistic about Su Huanbao, thinking that she had never cooked much, and it would be good if she could cook the food. However, they had no requirements for food when they had eaten the food made by Qin for many years, so they had no requirements for food.

"Grandma, let my aunt cook in the future." Before the naughty child could finish eating the potato cakes in his bowl, he stretched out his chopsticks and picked one from the plate.

Qin Shi glared at him, "It's not enough to be tired of me. Do you want to exhaust your aunt to death? But if you should say it or not, good baby, your skills are really good."

"Of course, I won't see whose daughter it is." Su Dafu, who was dipped in minced garlic on the corner of his mouth, patted his chest and said proudly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Huanbao kicked Song Qian, attracted the attention of the naughty child, and then lowered his voice and said, "I can also make something delicious, do you want to eat it?"

The naughty child nodded without thinking, "You want it!"
Chapter completed!