Sister-in-law from a poor family

The suede leather Qin Mianmian brought back last time is still there. It has been cleaned, scraped, and dried on oil paper. It has been roughly made and is not afraid of getting moldy and smelly.

There is nothing to keep warm these days, and the furs of these animals can keep out the cold even in winter.

Moreover, she thought the color of this civet cat's fur was quite good.Although I don’t understand this very well, it’s still a good idea to keep it for your own use even if you can’t sell it for a good price.

After finishing processing the fur, Fu Chen still couldn't bear to throw away the rabbit meat, so she heated up the oil in a pot and cooked it again.

By the time it was ready, it was almost puberty, so she listened to Qin Mianmian's suggestion, took a basin of well water, soaked the earthen bowl containing the rabbit meat in it, and covered it with a wooden pot lid.

It rained all night, and when we got up at dawn the next day, it was already muddy outside.

And the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops can splash all the way to the stone mill.

With such heavy rain, there is no cover on the stone mill, so it is impossible to grind tofu at this moment.

Even if it is worn out, the road from here to the town is not easy to walk, and it is very easy to slip while carrying tofu.

"Mom, why don't we stop grinding tofu today." Qin Mianmian looked at the heavy rain and decided to let Fu Chen take a day off.

"How can that be done? The beans have been soaked. If you don't grind them out, it will be a waste." Fu Chen felt distressed.

Food is hard to come by these days, and the beans are bought with money. If they are wasted, the money will be thrown away.

"It's okay, Mom, we can't throw away these beans. Don't you have that bamboo sieve at home? Bring over some old linen cloth and let's make something else to eat."

After saying that, she went to get things, and soon she found all the bamboo sieves that could be used at home.

There are actually five or six of them, big and small.

"Mianmian, what are you doing with so many bamboo sieves?" Fu Chen, who had just found old cotton and linen cloth, looked at the bamboo sieves and asked in confusion.

"Mom is right, wouldn't it be a pity if the beans fell down, so we made them into bean sprouts."

Qin Mianmian raised an eyebrow, and then began to cut the old cotton and linen cloth, and spread them out one by one in the bamboo sieve.

Pick up the soaked beans with a slotted spoon and spread them evenly on the bamboo sieve.

“Mianmian, I’ve grown these bean sprouts before, but you didn’t do it like this.

This thing doesn't have to be placed in soil or sand to grow. If you spread it in a bamboo sieve like this, it will break. "

Fu Chen asked worriedly while helping.

She had learned to do this bean sprouts before, but because too few sprouted and too many beans were thrown away, she felt distressed and simply stopped doing them.

"This method doesn't require soil, as long as it's not exposed to light, mother." Qin Mianmian raised her eyebrows and said with a smile.

"What about these peanuts? What to do with the peanuts?" Fu Chen stared at the big bowl of peanuts with great distress.

Qin Mianmian calmly took the bowl of peanuts and looked at them: "There are two ways, either make them into peanut sprouts, or make them and eat them directly."

Anyway, this thing won't be thrown away. If it is thrown away, let alone Fu Chen, even she will feel distressed.

Mrs. Fu Chen was not sure about this method of making bean sprouts, so she still chose to eat the peanuts.

Qin Mianmian didn't say anything, just stacked the bamboo sieves in piles.

Each layer is covered with a layer of moist cotton and linen cloth, and the top layer is also covered with a thick layer of grass.

Not only that, she also surrounded the bamboo sieve with a layer of grass, as if to prevent the beans from seeing any light.

"Is this possible?" Fu Chen was even more stunned.

"Mom, if you can do it, don't worry." Qin Mianmian raised her eyebrows, feeling quite proud.

She is really confident in this, and it is not an ability that she learned only by relying on the golden finger of the merit system, so of course she is a little proud.Don't ask her why, just ask her that she loved surfing the Internet in her previous life. This is one of the few skills she has learned.

The bean sprouts do not need to be exposed to soil, they only need to be sprinkled with water, but the prerequisite is that they cannot be exposed to light.

Fu Chen was worried and glanced over there again and again. Qin Mianmian had to remind her again and again not to pull at the dead grass covering the bamboo sieve.

Mrs. Chen Fu responded indifferently, and started preparing breakfast with Qin Mianmian.

Yesterday I had dumplings for lunch, and today I have the rabbit meat I made yesterday, so I can eat something simple.

Fu Chen wanted to make noodles, but Qin Mianmian wanted to bake a few cakes and make a simple soup.

There was nothing else at home that could make soup, so I had to use eggs to make egg drop soup.

The soft and fluffy cake also has two eggs inside and is fried with meat oil. It tastes extra fragrant when combined with the rabbit meat that Fu Chen made last night.

Ever since Qin Mianmian came in, the Fu family had never had a bad meal.

Even so, Fangfang couldn't help but exclaimed when she ate the pancake.

"Mom, this cake is delicious." She took a big bite, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't believe her.

Seeing the child so happy, Mrs. Fu Chen got rid of the gloom of not being able to sell tofu and started to feel happy.

"It's delicious, so let's eat more and drink some soup. Your sister-in-law taught us how to cook it, and it's really good."

As she spoke, she ladled soup for Fu Tian and asked Qin Mianmian to eat more.

It rained all day, and it was difficult to walk outside. No one wanted to go out.

After finally having some free time, Qin Mianmian still felt bored.

She was bored, and so was Fu Chen.So I took out some pieces of cloth from the wooden cabinet and planned to sew some shoe mats for use.

Qin Mianmian had never seen with her own eyes how the insole was sewn, so she moved a chair over and sat next to it to watch.

"This insole is so densely sewn, with so many needles and threads?" She was shocked when she saw Fu Chen sewing.

It’s not that the embroidery skills of the ancients were all very good, why did Chen make it so simple and crude to make an insole?

"If you don't do this, then what should you do?" Fu Chen didn't understand again.

"Can't we embroider beautiful flowers?" Qin Mianmian didn't understand either.

Fu Chen was happy: "The job you mentioned is the embroiderer's job. I can do it a little, but I can't embroider it well.

And it’s very slow to embroider like that. Who has time to embroider slowly and slowly when making something simple? "

What she said made Qin Mianmian suddenly realize that it was her misunderstanding.

Also, poor people these days don’t have enough to eat, so who has time to study how to embroider beautiful flowers?

Furthermore, for a child like Fangfang, no one can usually take care of her. Simply teaching her some needlework is already great, but how can she learn exquisite embroidery skills?

"But if there is a simple way to embroider beautifully, can we try it?" Qin Mianmian pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then reached for an insole and smiled.

"How do you embroider? I can't embroider delicate flowers." Fu Chen smiled bitterly: "I also learned it when I was a child, but I really didn't learn this job well."

"This doesn't require embroidery skills. Mom, your craftsmanship is more than enough." After saying this, Qin Mianmian dropped the insole in her hand and walked towards the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)