Nongmen fierce girl head chef

Chapter 32 Sesame Salt (1)
After breakfast, Lin Yuan took advantage of the good weather to quickly take out the two radish goji berries to dry in the sun, and then asked the two younger sisters to pull some tender grass for the little rabbit, and then went to Lin Ershuan's house to tell him about going to the blacksmith shop together. .Since Dad said that there is that kind of oven for baking mooncakes in the blacksmith shop, she has to order one when she goes to the town to sell goji berries tomorrow. She is not sure that the current level of craftsmanship can make an oven in a few days, and whether there It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in half a month, and she has to make it in advance to sell, so she has to hurry up.

"Sister-in-law Guizhi, are you busy?" Lin Ershuan must have gone out to do work in the middle of the morning. Lin Yuan entered Lin Ershuan's gate and saw his wife Feng Guizhi picking up a pile of sesame stalks on the ground, while her mother-in-law and third aunt were feeding them. The little grandson drank sticks and the noodles became mushy.

Hearing Lin Yuan's shout, Feng Guizhi put down his work and said with a smile, "Yuan'er is here, have you eaten yet?"

Lin Yuan nodded, called Third Aunt, teased Xiao Shitou, and said, "Sister-in-law Guizhi, is Brother Ershuan going to work?"

"Yeah, your brother Ershuan took a job in the town to make chairs for others." Feng Guizhi moved a small bench for Lin Yuan and put it aside. His Ershuan used to work with Lin Jiaxin. The money earned every month can basically be used by the family, so the couple treats Lin Yuan very well. Even the elderly third aunt only believes what she sees with her own eyes, and never listens to the nonsense of those women in the village who gossip. Lie Lie.

Xiao Shitou swallowed the last mouthful of the stick, wiped his mouth, and grinned at Lin Yuan, "Sister Yuan, is little girl at home? Can I go and play with her?"

Xiao Shitou is one year older than Xiao Linshuang, but he has been protected by Lin Ershuan and his wife since he was a child, and his third aunt loves his grandson, so he is much stronger and taller than Lin Shuang.

"She and Erya are pulling weeds for rabbits in the small puddle next to my house." The second girl is Lin Wei, and the little girl is naturally Xiao Linshuang. It was all given by Lin Jiaxin, but only with Those close to their family would call it that.

With Feng Guizhi's permission, the little stone ran away like a chick out of the cage. The babies in the village have always been free-range, and the small puddle that Lin Yuan mentioned basically didn't have much water, so it was not dangerous at all. , so the third aunt followed him, and after washing the dishes, she continued to pick up the sesame stalks.

Lin Yuan also grabbed a handful in her hand and helped to knock sesame seeds out: "Sister-in-law, I want to go to the blacksmith shop in the town tomorrow. My father said that Brother Ershuan knew Old Tietou, so I want Brother Ershuan Show me the way."

"Okay, I'll tell him when your brother Ershuan comes back. It just so happens that your brother Ershuan has to continue working in the town tomorrow."

Lin Yuan nodded. In fact, another reason why she prefers to be with Feng Guizhi's family is that they never talk about other people's affairs. No one asked her what she was doing at the smithy.

Lin Yuan looked at the pile of sesame stalks on the ground, and was a little puzzled. As far as she knew, people here generally couldn’t afford sesame oil, because the cost of rolling sesame oil was too high, and only those big families who were rich and particular about eating would buy it Sesame oil to eat.But, why does sister-in-law Guizhi's family grow so many sesame seeds?Is it for sale?
Lin Yuan thought so, so she asked this question. The third aunt sighed with a sad face, and Feng Guizhi also sighed and said, "Your brother Ershuan also heard from the people in the town that some rich families in the town like to bring sesame seeds. We eat oil, but I don’t know what’s going on. This year, when we planted it, no one harvested it. Next year, we can’t grow this kind of thing again, it’s expensive and laborious.”

(End of this chapter)