The pit cargo system taught me how to farm

Chapter 340 What's Up, Is She A Little Miserable 2
Regarding those people's comments, Qian Haoduo looked a little scared on the surface, and his expression clearly stated that there was no other way, so he grew up like this, who can be blamed.

However, Qian Haoduo was still very happy at the moment.

It seems that what she did before was really correct.

It happened to be here, and the medicine powder she applied on her face just took effect. Her dark yellow face was covered with pimples, and it still looked like it was about to fester. Anyone who saw it would think that Can't stand it.

That's good, it's a protective film.

If the woman named Senqi hadn't appeared to remind her and helped her, I believe her situation at this moment would not be much better.

It's just that she doesn't know why she would help, Qian Haoduo believes that there can be no reason.

"What are you doing around there? Are you looking for death? Do you want to work?" In the distance, the voice of the fierce man came again, and it seemed that he had gone and returned.

The men around Qian Haoduo quickly dispersed, and started working again by waving the things in their hands.

The vicious man walked up to Qian Haoduo and wanted to say something, he caught a glimpse of her face suddenly, he was startled, his fleshy face trembled a few times, and he looked at her several times with complicated eyes, finally he didn't know anything. Did not say, left.

"Monkey, Erzhu, Tieniu, are you getting impatient, eh? Do you still dare to be lazy? Do you feel that I haven't waved my whip for a long time, and want to experience it?"

"Brother Qiang, we were wrong, we just... just went to say hello to the newcomers, there is no other meaning."

"Yes, yes, we are just saying hello, hello, sister paper, what do you think?"

Qian Haoduo glanced back at them, and finally nodded slowly.

The three named men finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and work. If I let Lao Tzu know what you have done secretly, maybe you want to be lazy, and you will never forgive me." The man glared at the three of them very impatiently, and walked to the side with a whip in his hand. go.

Qian Haoduo held the shovel and started digging with a bitter face.

Well, just treat her as exercising.

After working for a while, it was finally time to eat.

Someone in the distance carried a large iron pot, followed by a basket of tableware.

Those who worked hard all morning quickly dropped their things and approached there.

Qian Haoduo also threw down the shovel tiredly, went to wash his hands, and when the bowl and chopsticks were used to serve the rice, only the bottom of the pot was left.

And...the quality of the food is really not flattering, it's like a big pot of stew.

Qian Haoduo took a sip, and couldn't swallow the rhythm at all, so he put the bowl and chopsticks down immediately and didn't eat.

It's really unpalatable for my wife.

"Brother, do you know where the kitchen is?" Qian Haoduo asked the man standing next to the iron pot.

"Why, what do you want to do?"

"Get something to eat, as you can see, there's only the bottom of the pot left, and there's nothing to eat, besides...I'm a person who has to work in the afternoon, how can I work if I don't have a full stomach." Qian Haoduo said.

"It's so troublesome, come with me..." The man gave her a disgusted look, and said impatiently.

"Is there any wink? Help me carry it!"

"Oh." Qian Haoduo nodded, and helped the man carry the remaining pots and pans towards the kitchen.

Damn, this is definitely the saddest and saddest day in her life and her previous life.

After she went back, she found out who was killing her secretly, and the guy who had to hit her couldn't take care of herself.

Finally arrived at the kitchen, Qian Haoduo looked back and forth several times, and finally found some leftover lettuce, and there was some rice in the pot over there, so she decided to make fried rice.

It's just that Qian Haoduo herself is just a foodie. As for cooking...she is really not good at it at all, except of course, except for barbecue and hot pot.

Looking at those dishes, she started to be in a daze, but she didn't expect the man who had just talked to her to come over again.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to go to the kitchen and do it yourself? Why are you so stupid? Do you know how to cook or are you deliberately looking for opportunities to do something else? Let me tell you, if my sister-in-law hadn't told me to take care of you For a moment, I don't care if you live or die, cut."

"Sister-in-law? You mean Sister Senqi?" Qian Haoduo asked subconsciously.

"Hmm." The man answered with a cold snort.

"Brother, why don't you do me a favor for Sister Senqi's face, please!" Qian Haoduo said hastily.

"What?"

Two minutes later, the man named Ah San reluctantly started making fried rice for her under Qian Haoduo's command.

Five minutes later, the fried rice came out of the pan successfully, and a scent wafted to my face, even Ah San was dumbfounded.

This... is this really a meal made from his hands?How can it be so fragrant?

Moreover, even the appearance looks much better than the previous big pot rice.

"You...you really don't know how to cook?" Ah San looked at Qian Haoduo suspiciously.

"I really don't know how to do it, but I can't help it... I used to watch my elder sister cook and memorize a lot of recipes with her. Brother San, would you like a bowl?" Qian Haoduo hurried over to shovel a bowl of rice and handed it over In Ah San's hands.

Ah San didn't refuse, picked up a pair of chopsticks from the side and started eating.

Damn... this taste, is it really made by him?It's simply more delicious than before.

But the steps are different, the seasonings and the order are different, did not expect the taste to be so different?

Qian Haoduo was already so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back, he quickly shoveled a big bowl for himself, and started to eat wildly with his chopsticks regardless of his image.

At the door, a child ran over quickly. It looked like a five or six-year-old boy. His clothes were worn out, but he looked clean and tidy. He was holding the door and looking inside, his face full of longing and greed.

"Are you hungry?" Qian Haoduo looked at him and asked.

The boy was a little afraid of others and hid himself at the door, quickly hiding himself.

After waiting for a while, he stretched out his head to look inside again, but unexpectedly met Qian Haoduo's gaze, and immediately shook his head at her embarrassedly, then nodded quickly.

"Come here, try it, fried rice with vegetables, and the smell of corn, it's delicious." Qian Haoduo has already shoveled a small bowl of rice from the pot, holding it in his hand, with a smile on his face, and a very gentle tone opening.

"Okay, okay, give it to me, with your virtue, he's fine if he doesn't startle and cry." Ah San glanced at her, snatched the bowl of rice from her hand, walked to the door and handed it to the little boy.

The child hesitated for a moment, but was finally overwhelmed by the aroma, quickly took the bowl of rice, turned around and ran away.

Qian Haoduo originally wanted to say something, but then caught a glimpse of his arm, then thought of her face, and silently chose to shut up.

The child didn't cry because of her scare, his mental quality is really extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)