The mercenary queen traveled through time and space to ancient times and only wanted to farm

Chapter 195: Steamed Buns and Dumplings for Lunch

In order to prevent the dumpling skins from being dried out by the wind, she placed clean white gauze on the entire inner wall and top of the basket.

Aunt Ding lifted the basket and took a look. Her old face turned into a chrysanthemum.

"My dear, your dumpling skin is so small, you must eat 30 by yourself, right? Haha!"

Chen Qingxin was stunned, then grinned:

"It's okay, godmother, it's okay for you to eat 50 in one meal, our family can afford it."

Chen Li didn't know what to say after hearing this. She smiled and ordered:

"Ying'er, my son, go finish your daily homework first, and then come over to help make dumplings."

"Yes, mother and master!"

Chen Qingying bowed deeply, then bowed to Aunt Ding and Chen Qingxin, "See you later, Aunt. See you later, elder sister."

After he finished speaking, he pulled his younger brother up and left like the wind.

The three of them looked at the backs of the two little guys and smiled with their eyes curved into circles.

Before leaving, Chen Qingxin reminded them: "My dear mothers, the dumpling skins can be easily dried out by the wind.

When you are making dumplings, take a little at a time and leave it outside, and take more when you have used them up.

In addition, the dumpling filling should be chopped more finely.

When wrapping the dumplings, put some water in a small bowl next to you, dip a chopstick in the water and rub it around the edge of the dumpling wrapper. This way, it will be easier to pinch. "

"I see. There's no need for chopsticks. I can just use old chopsticks. Haha!"

After she finished speaking, Aunt Ding playfully moved her right index finger.

"Puchi! Godmother, your chopsticks are really old. You have used them for decades. Haha.

Just don’t get the dumpling skin wet. If you pinch the dumpling with wet fingers, the outside of the dumpling will get wet and it won’t stand up when you put it on the table. It’s none of my business, hahahaha!”

Then the man flew away.

I heard my godmother's laughter and scolding from behind: "If you have the guts, why don't you just stay?"

Aunt Ding, Chen Li and Aunt Yang started cooking.

……

In the mountains in late September, the summer heat has faded and the coolness of early autumn has arrived.

The leaves gradually turned light yellow and red, like nature's overturned palette.

The sunlight shines through the thin mist and shines among the mountains and forests, forming patches of mottled light and shadows.

The dewdrops sparkled on the grass like tiny diamonds.

The autumn breeze blows gently, bringing with it the fragrance of the mountains and forests, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The mountains in the distance are looming in the clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

The leaves rustled in the autumn wind, as if it was a symphony played by nature.

Birds fly by from time to time, and their calls echo in the valley, bringing a touch of vitality to this quiet forest.

Chen Qingxin left home with firm steps and walked straight into the mountains.

Soon, he found West Wind and North Wind and said:

"Which of you two will go with me to collect the firewood and wood you have piled up on the mountain these days?"

"I'll go!" the two answered almost in unison.

Chen Qingxin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said softly:

"How about you two play rock-paper-scissors? Whoever wins goes?"

"Master, what you said makes sense. Shall we compete now?" Bei Feng stretched out a pair of scissors as soon as he finished speaking.

Seeing this, Xifeng grinned from ear to ear. Without hesitation, he quickly stretched out his hammer and smashed it on the scissors, shouting excitedly: "You lose! Hahaha!"

Beifeng was so anxious that he jumped up and down and shouted, "Xifeng, you are cheating! This game doesn't count. Let's start over."

Xifeng raised his eyebrows and posed a series of soul-searching questions with a joking look on his face:

“How can it not count?

Wasn't it you who asked for the competition?

And you were the first one to come out, weren't you?

Now that he has lost, he refuses to admit it. Who is cheating? "

Chen Qingxin was trying so hard to hold back his laughter that he almost got internal injuries.

Once again, the fourth apprentice suffered because of his impatience.

She shook her head helplessly and came out to smooth things over:

“Okay, both of you go. Let the others just walk around the nearby mountains today.

The three of us are going to collect firewood and hunt some game."

"Thank you, Master!" The two disciples even saluted, probably taught by Jun Haoxuan.

Bei Feng happily went to inform his men, but returned quickly after a while, as if he was afraid of being left behind.

The master and his two disciples walked and collected as they went. In less than an hour, the radius of the circle they were walking in reached 50 miles!

Chen Qingxin looked at the piles of dry firewood and firewood and nodded with satisfaction:

"Not bad, you have gained a lot in these days."

She glanced at her two apprentices, her eyes full of satisfaction.

The hard work during this period not only allowed her to collect a lot of wood, but also stored a large amount of dry firewood for the winter.

At the same time, the training in the mountains and forests also allowed them to achieve breakthroughs in martial arts to varying degrees.

West Wind and North Wind clasped their fists together and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Master. This is what disciples should do."

Chen Qingxin waved his hand and said, "Okay, sit down and rest for a while.

There is still an hour and a half before dinner time, so we can expand a little further west.

One day, I will explore this vast mountain range.”

After she finished speaking, she took out a watermelon, cut it into three parts with a knife, and then gave each person a spoon.

"Master, what is this? It looks delicious." Beifeng asked curiously.

"You'll know after trying it." She smiled slightly, scooped a spoonful, put it to her mouth, and swallowed it in one bite.

The sweet and sticky juice flows across the lips and melts in the mouth instantly.

"It's delicious! Come on, you two, eat it. Can you be full just by swallowing your saliva?"

Xifeng's appetite had already been aroused, and he couldn't wait to scoop a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

"Wow! Master, it's delicious!" He exclaimed as he chewed, his eyes wide open.

Bei Feng was not idle either. He followed the other two's example, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, chewed it twice, and said, "Mmm! So delicious!"

He gave a thumbs up.

After finishing one spoonful, he scooped a second spoonful and ate it with great enjoyment.

A large bird in the woods was circling over their heads, chirping:

"I want to eat! I want to eat! I want to eat! Leave some! Leave some! Leave some! Leave some!"

West Wind and North Wind felt a chill when they heard the big bird's cry. They looked at each other and had a bad feeling in their hearts. They both sped up their eating speed.

"cough......"

Seeing his two disciples wolfing down their food, Chen Qingxin couldn't help but cough dryly to remind them.

"What's the matter?" The two looked up at her in confusion.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."

Chen Qingxin rubbed his forehead helplessly. Why did these two disciples look like starving ghosts reincarnated?

"Master, it's delicious! Delicious! I want more."

Xifeng shouted incoherently with something wrapped in his mouth.

Chen Qingxin took out a large bowl from the space, filled it with white rice, and handed it to him.

Xifeng: “…”

Bei Feng also had question marks all over his head and face:

"Master...you are..."