Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

Ning Erlang finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, and Xiaoxiao patted his chest: "Finally, the coaxing is done. You guys can talk slowly, and I'll go cook."

Ning Dalang couldn't bear to let her work hard alone, so he took the initiative to take over the heavy task of kneading the dough. Xiaoxiao kept saying "Big brother is the best", which made Ning Erlang curl his lips again. The purchased pork bones had been chopped into pieces by the kind-hearted stall owner. After simply cleaning and boiling water to remove blood foam and impurities, she simmered them over medium heat.

There was not much firewood around the house, and there was enough firewood. Ning Erlang had already built a high pile of firewood for use at home. It would take ten days and a half to burn it. There was only a handful of green onions and a few slices in the soup. Cook the old ginger until it bubbles, sprinkle some salt, and then just wait.

During this period, she happened to go to deal with the sewage.

The offal bought at this stall was actually the most unwanted pig intestines. Xiaoxiao took a large handful of plant ash, put the intestines in a basin and went to the river to wash them. She also took away two bamboo baskets made by Ning Fengnian, and went Now that everyone has gone, let’s bring back some fresh food from the river.

Ningjiro didn't know where his sister's confidence came from, and asked him to pick her up with a bucket in an hour. But after groaning a few times, he honestly cleaned the bucket and put it by the door, and then went to serve the five Fluffy little chick.

The yard of this old house is not big, but it is not difficult to enclose a piece of it for them to live in. Such small chickens cannot be fed casually. They will get sick if they eat unclean things.

Ning Erlang and Mrs. Song informed him, and went to the vegetable field to find yellowed leaves, tore them into pieces and mixed them with chaff. The chickens ate happily. It was estimated that it was almost an hour. He carried the bucket and said, " How can I catch river shrimps at this time?" But his body was very honest and he quickly went to find his sister.

When he arrived at the river, Xiaoxiao had already rubbed the large intestines clean with plant ash. The process was not humane. Her eyes were sore from the washing, and she could only sigh that this pig was really edible during its lifetime.

Ning Erlang felt distressed at the first sight, and took away the work from her hands. He only blamed himself for letting his sister wash this thing. He even bought it, so what could he do if he came to wash it?

Xiaoxiao followed the good example, stood up and patted her waist like an old man: "Second brother, you are so kind~"

Ning Erlang, who had his hair smoothed, took advantage of the situation and said, "Leave it to me directly next time. You don't have any strength in your hands. Can you wash it off?"

Xiaoxiao, who was accustomed to her second brother's disapproval of his integrity, was not upset. She jumped up to pick up the bamboo basket for catching shrimps. After lifting the basket, she let out an exaggerated "yeah" and poured the shrimps inside into the wooden bucket. Ning Erlang He was so shocked that he lost control of his expression: "So many?"

Xiaoxiao said that they were shrimps caught using pigs as bait. Ning Erlang listened casually and didn't care much. He asked Xiaoxiao how to cook these shrimps. The latter looked at him like a naughty child: "We just know how to eat them. We Can’t we open up the situation?”

"Tomorrow is the last day of the market. The fresh shrimps are still not sold out. They are too small. Let's cook them for dinner at night. Chop the shells of the finished shrimps into pieces and give them to the chickens."

Oh, that's right, why didn't he expect it? He must have been fooled by his sister recently!

After returning home, Ning Erlang didn't have the slightest sense of being arranged by his sister. He was very busy packing bamboo baskets, changing shrimps into pots and choosing sizes. The aroma of bone soup in the kitchen had begun to waft out. Xiaoxiao added some firewood, used high heat to force out the bits of meat residue from the bones, and then started to make the noodles.

The dough kneaded by her eldest brother always suits her best and has just the right consistency. After the noodles are ready, Xiaoxiao sets them aside to cool and then starts processing the large intestine.