Yi Xin as a concubine

Chapter 178 The person who caught my eye when I was young

Because it was too late, Xin Baoer did not show too much. She just fried some spicy and sour potato shreds and started eating.

Because of the new ingredients, everyone was particularly satisfied with the meal. The potatoes stewed in gravy were salty, fragrant, soft and glutinous, and melted in the mouth. They were more delicious than meat. The fried potatoes were sour and spicy, crispy and went well with rice. After putting down their chopsticks, everyone was still reluctant to leave.

"Miss, this potato is so delicious. Is there any other way to eat it? Teach me, and I will make it for you in the future."

"Of course, I'll make it for you tomorrow morning. But now everyone should work overtime to thresh the corn and grind it into flour."

Everyone was very excited about the fresh food, and since strength lies in numbers, they finished the work in no time while chatting and laughing.

However, in Xin Baoer's opinion, the ground cornmeal was still a bit rough. However, productivity was limited in that era, so Xin Baoer didn't care.

The next morning, Xin Baoer was given a day off by the strict instructor Wei Yu. She didn't have to do morning exercises because the reason was: she had to make breakfast for everyone.

With the help of Lancao and Mother Lin, Xin Baoer easily made a very hearty breakfast.

Golden fried potato omelettes, golden steamed sweet potato cakes, stir-fried potato shreds, cornmeal vegetable porridge, boiled potatoes and sweet potatoes, and pickled vegetables in a small dish, and the breakfast is ready.

Usually, the food is prepared and sent to each courtyard, and the masters eat their own. Today, there are new things to eat, so everyone came to join in the fun. The table was full and it was very lively.

"This pancake is delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It's yummy." Zhao Xian was sizzling as it was hot, while he did not forget to pull Lancao and recommend delicious food to her.

Mother Lin took a bite of the steamed cake, ate it slowly, and quickly took another one and handed it to Mother Niu and Mrs. Wang. "This steamed cake is delicious, fragrant and soft, with just the right sweetness, suitable for the elderly and children, you can try it too."

Chu Xingchen took a look at the brightly colored "porridge" in the bowl, hesitantly picked up a few stir-fried potato shreds, chewed them for a few times, and found the taste was good. Only then did he feel at ease and scooped a small half spoonful of the porridge in the bowl with a spoon.

Xin Baoer was peeling the sweet potato with a smile on her face while watching Chu Xingchen's movements out of the corner of her eye. Seeing him cautiously and tentatively putting the sweet potato into his mouth, she was almost laughing in her heart. It was so funny that this guy had such a side to him.

He handed the peeled sweet potato to Sheng'er beside him and said, "Eat this, it's sweet, it moisturizes the intestines and helps digestion."

Sheng'er was very obedient. He took it and took a small bite. Then he smiled and said to Xin Bao'er, "Aunt Xin, it's delicious."

Xin Baoer scooped a spoonful of porridge, raised her hand to feed it to Sheng'er, and deliberately said, "Sheng'er, come, try this porridge, ah."

Chu Xingchen's spoon was already at his mouth, but he was still hesitating. Seeing Sheng'er eat it up, he frowned and wanted to ask "Is it delicious?", but seeing Xin Bao'er's half-smile, he didn't say anything and just ate it with a wry smile.

Xin Baoer handed him a peeled sweet potato. "It's a little rough, but it shouldn't be bad. Try some more sweet potatoes. Ordinary people just need to fill their stomachs. There shouldn't be so many fancy things. Boiled in water, it tastes original."

This time, Chu Xingchen took it happily, took a bite, and smiled with satisfaction.

The breakfast was fresh and rich. Lancao, who was cleaning up the dishes, couldn't help but sigh, "It's the first time in such a long time that I've eaten so cleanly."

An ordinary breakfast has become a delicacy because of its rare ingredients.

"Cao'er, go to the Xin family tonight and cook these for my parents and brothers, so that they can have a taste of them."

After giving instructions for the orchid, Xin Baoer started to get busy again, racking her brains to recall how to plant the land. This was really her blind spot in knowledge.

She likes reading, and she reads all kinds of books, but she has never read any professional books. After all, she is just a high school student, and a very oppressed one at that.

Her life is gray and dark, and her dreams are more like gorgeous and beautiful luxury goods, which she does not deserve.

In such a situation, most of the books read are to please oneself and relax oneself. Although the original owner lived in an ivory tower, she had a mother who was determined to block her light, and her life was also very depressing. Although she read a variety of books, she preferred biographies or travel notes.

I racked my brains for the whole morning but couldn't come up with a complete plan. I ate lunch listlessly and my nap was not sound. I barely lay down for half an hour and finally got up with a sigh.

Working in isolation wouldn't work, so Xin Baoer decided to seek outside help. Apart from Mother Lin who had been farming for a few years, the others in the yard were probably not as good as her.

After asking, I found out that Mother Lin was good at growing vegetables, but she was a little powerless to grow crops from the land.

Forget it, let’s go find Chu Xingchen!

Three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang, even though there are only two of them. Based on the principle that one more person means more strength, Xin Baoer took the few pieces of paper she had scribbled on all morning and knocked on Chu Xingchen's study door without hesitation.

The result was gratifying. Chu Xingchen had collected a lot of knowledge about spring planting in the north, and combined with Xin Baoer's experience from "hearsay" in later generations, he wrote several pages of summary.

"Finally, there is some clue!" Xin Baoer held up the few pieces of paper that she had sorted out with great difficulty and flicked them, with a smile on her face.

"So happy?" Chu Xingchen asked gently with a smile.

"Well, although it's all just talk and cobbled together. But we have people, place, and time to experiment, so there's always hope of success. If we can succeed in planting early and catch up with the spring planting next year, the entire North will be alive, and maybe we'll have enough energy to recruit soldiers and take in more refugees."

Xin Baoer was happy, and she didn't need to hide anything in front of familiar people, so she talked more than usual. Chu Xingchen just watched her gently as she kept fantasizing.

"No matter what you do, you need people. If you have food, you don't have to worry about people coming over. If you have people, you can form an army, build city defenses, and protect more people."

Xin Baoer became more and more excited as she spoke, while Chu Xingchen became lost in thought as he watched.

He was thinking: when he leaves here and reaches his own territory, he can reveal his identity and be with her openly. This woman who is sometimes quiet and gentle, sometimes lively and smart, and cunning and intelligent, is destined to be his wife, the one he has admired since he was a teenager, and the one who is most compatible with his soul.

He was a lonely man, especially after his family was gone, his brother was sick, and they were imprisoned. He was forced to become a lonely guardian, and he seemed to be less than ten years old that year.

In order to have occasional freedom, he worked hard to hone himself, improve his skills, and practice martial arts.

When he was eleven years old, he was finally able to fly out of the courtyard wall as he wished. He knew that there was a large library in the next yard, which was very old and shabby and not conspicuous, so he wanted to go and take a look.

The mansion was very large, but there was no one around the library, not even a gatekeeper. The surrounding walls had been repaired many times and looked shabby, just like the dilapidated temple where he lived when he was a child.

He remembered that he was quite afraid that the library would suddenly collapse, so he checked it carefully before entering to make sure that it was repaired solidly before he dared to step in.

That was the first time he saw her, a pink and tender little ball, about three or four years old. She must have encountered something unhappy, her little mouth was pouting and her brows were furrowed.

She must have sneaked over to avoid the maid, crouching like a thief, her big round eyes darting around.

By that time, he had already learned all the characters and had memorized many books, but they were all required by his grandfather and he didn't really like reading them, so he planned to find something different to read. When she came in, he hid behind the bookshelf.

After all, it was his first time sneaking into someone else's house, and he felt a little guilty, afraid that Little Tuanzi would go around the bookshelf and see him. He said his worry was obviously unnecessary.

Little Tuanzi was so young, at most just beginning to learn, how could she be interested in books? She just walked to a table at the door, moved it with great effort, and then seemed to take out something to eat. Then there was no other sound for a long time, only the sound of cautious swallowing.