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The potato powder mentioned by Wenxiu was not something that would fool a tree. Rather, she had planned to do so long ago. It was just that she had been dragged along by various matters, and her family's potato was of unknown origin. She hadn't made a move on them all this time.

Even if it wasn't eating potatoes at every meal, but eating big fish and meat at every meal, this kind of life would be tiresome. Furthermore, the ingredients for the potato flour came from potatoes, so it was naturally easier to cook.

In Wen Xiu's previous life, she was a foodie. When she was young, she could not eat well. Now that she had grown up and eaten well, she naturally liked eating. Whether it was a famous hotpot restaurant, a Chinese restaurant, a praiseworthy seafood restaurant, or some authentic fly restaurant, she had tasted them all once. However, every time she thought of it, she felt like eating the bowl of potato flour that Ma La Chao's aunt had given her the first time she filled her stomach.

Now that she thought about it, that bowl of potato powder was the hope of her life.

After Wenxiu fell asleep at night, she went over the method with the potato flour in her mind. It wasn't that she didn't know how to cook, but of all the other procedures, such as picking powder, mixing ingredients, cooking incense and noodles, boiling water leaks, cold bath drying, and so on, picking powder was the most troublesome.

In ancient times, there were no modern machines, nor were there any supermarkets or farmers' markets. Naturally, there was no potato powder that could be purchased. It would be fine if he just brought it home to boil. Here, the first thing that was needed was to grind the powder.

The next day, Wenxiu got up very early. After she had boiled potatoes in the stove, she took the potatoes from the pot under the bed of the brick bed and went to the river to wash. Today, she didn't have the luck she had yesterday – there weren't any fish waiting for her to catch.

Wenxiu was not discouraged. Surprised wealth was not something she found every day, so she looked at it with a great deal of interest. After she had washed the potatoes, she decided that she needed water to massage them, so she took a detour to the Wang household.

Song Xiaoyue got up early, she had already finished preparing breakfast. As for the brothers and sisters in the upper rooms, they all yawned as they opened the door, complaining about their hunger.

"Wen Xiu, where are you going so early?" Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, come in and eat with me! " When Wang Yanqing came back from watering the vegetable garden and saw Wen Xiu, she revealed a friendly expression and invited her into the house for breakfast.

In the whole Wang family, other than Wang Yanqing and Song Xiaoyue, the three of them were not fond of the Wang family. And the reason why Wang Yanqing had always helped them was because of Li Jun. In any case, the couple were friendly. Since he owed him a favor, why would he bother with it?

Wenxiu knew that the Wang couple would find it difficult to cook in the Wang family, so she did not need the bowl of breakfast. She shook her head and rejected it, then stated her intentions, "There's no need. I'm here to look for Mother Yue. By the way..." Lend me your bucket. "

Wang Yanqing did not force him, and just with a word of "good", she carried the bucket into the yard. Soon, Song Xiaoyue came back with a bucket and two holes in her hands.

"Here, take one!" Song Xiaoyue did not hurry to put down the water bucket, but instead, handed over the nest first. She took a bite of the remaining nest and said, "Why are you carrying water so early in the morning? "No, why are you carrying a pot of potatoes so early in the morning?"

Wenxiu was in no hurry to explain, nor did she pick up the bed in her hands. After pulling Song Xiaoyue away from the Wang family, she explained, "I want to use the stone to grind some potato flour. I don't have a bucket at home, and I don't know how to use a stone mill, so I wanted to ask you a favor. "

"Hey, what a thing! "No problem!" Song Xiaoyue patted her chest in assurance and then said, "Look, eat your head. You won't have the energy to work later. You aren't thinking of letting me grind it by myself are you?"

"I …"

Wenxiu finally accepted it!

To be honest, although the head of the nest was steamed with coarse grain and it did not taste good, it tasted different compared to the potatoes that he had eaten for a few days.

As they walked, they chatted. By the time they had washed the potatoes with water, the sun had risen from the east and smoke was rising from the kitchens of every household.

"Xiu Niang, when you asked me about the stone mill that day, did you want to grind the powder?"

"En!"

Although Song Xiaoyue was a straightforward person, she knew what to ask and what not to ask. Just like now, even though she really wanted to ask if the Wen Xiu's potato was given to her by Liu Da-he, she could not resist asking. If she asked, she thought, what was the difference between her and the women in the village?

The Wen Xiu's life was not going well. No matter who sent her, and whether she was going to marry Liu Da He or not, this was a good thing for her family. Isn't it?

The village stone mill was a large stone mill. Most of the families that needed to grind powder usually came here, so the stone mill was also very clean. He only needed to wash the noodles with water for a short while, and then use the brush handle (the bamboo strips of silk were tied to the washing pan and other utensils) to wash the noodles. Only then did he put the push rod back in place.

Wenxiu had never done this kind of work in her two lifetimes. Not only was she unfamiliar with it, she was completely unfamiliar with it.

Song Xiaoyue, on the other hand, was extremely skilled with her hands and feet. After Wenxiu picked up another load of water, Song Xiaoyue had already installed the push rod.

"Xiu Niang, didn't you cut the potato into small pieces?" It's hard to work without cutting. You wait here for a while, I'll be right back. "

Without waiting for Wen Xiu's reaction, Song Xiaoyue had already ran off.

Wenxiu blushed with shame. In her previous life, she had called herself a 'woman man', but compared to this woman, she was far inferior. He really had a lot to learn.

Soon, Song Xiaoyue came back with a kitchen knife in her hand!

However, cutting potatoes was not something Song Xiaoyue could do. After a dispute, Song Xiaoyue was no match for her. She grabbed the kitchen knife and cut it with kacha kacha kacha. The potatoes in the basin were quickly cut into small pieces.

At first, Wenxiu was not good at grinding, but Song Xiaoyue was responsible for grinding. As for her, she was responsible for adding chips and water to the stone mill. The earthenware basin in her house was too small to hold the ground potato juice, so she borrowed a bucket from Song Xiaoyue's house to fill it up.

The white juice from the bucket flowed down the edge of the grinder, giving off a wave of excitement. Song Xiaoyue praised, "Xiu Niang, I've never heard of glutinous rice being ground before. I've never heard of potatoes. When your potato flour is done, I'll have a taste of it too. " At this point, she felt that she had said the wrong thing. Thus, he quickly changed his tone and said, "Don't take it to heart. I was just saying."

Hearing this, Wen Xiu laughed and pushed the basin into Song Xiaoyue's hands. She then said, "Look at what you're saying. Even if you don't say it, after I finish grinding the powder and go back home to cook the potato powder, I will still call you over to have a taste."

"Great!" "Then I'll have to wait for it!"

"Alright!"

As the two women talked and laughed, they got more and more excited!