Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

The two of them returned to the village all the way, and when they were almost at the entrance of the village, they quietly put the things in the space back into the backpacks.

The sudden weight almost made Wen Yao fall over.

If I had known better, I would have taken it out when I got home.

But this is also done to avoid arousing suspicion. After all, most people in the village are there at this time. If you don't carry something back, if you do something later, it will be easy to make people suspicious.

The story of Wen Yao's battle with the Li family was still vivid in his mind. Now the brother and sister returned to the village carrying baskets that looked serious at first sight. Even though everyone was curious about what was carried in the baskets, no one wanted to go up and cause trouble for themselves at this time. .

This girl from the Wen family usually follows her mother without saying a word, but now that her mother is gone, she has become a dominatrix, whom she cannot afford to offend.

Back home, Wenjun changed into a pair of shoes, which were made for them when Mrs. Liu was still there. Fortunately, these things were not valuable, otherwise they would have been sold by their predecessor father.

"You really don't need my help?" Wenjun looked at the things in the kitchen and felt a little headache for Wenyao.

Cooking is really a troublesome thing, more troublesome than holding a scalpel.

Wen Yao waved her hands without raising her head: "No, no, I can handle it myself. Brother, please go slower on the road."

Seeing that she really didn't need his help, Wenjun didn't force her and let her take care of the house before leaving.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Wen Yao finished counting her things and stepped into the space.

The tablet on the warehouse automatically lit up. Wen Yao looked at her few dozen achievement points, decisively gave up the snacks that made her greedy, bought the necessary spices and came out.

When making braised food, the most important thing is the recipe of the braised soup. If you add more or less, the taste will be different.

Wen Yao had her own set of formula proportions. In order to achieve accurate proportions, she also bought an electronic gram scale at a high price. Anyway, she could use it secretly without being discovered.

Weigh the things, put them in a casserole, add water and start cooking.

Just as they started cooking, they heard the sound of the door being opened. Wen Yao quickly checked if there was anything in the kitchen that did not belong to this era. After making sure that there were none, she ran to the kitchen door and saw Luo Shi leading Datou through the door.

Seeing that she was at home, Datou ran over directly and looked into the kitchen curiously. When he saw the big pig's head on the table, the little guy was frightened and shrank behind Wenyao, but he couldn't help but curiously poked his head in. Come out and take a peek.

"Nai, why are you here?" Wen Yao called Luo Shi and asked.

Luo Shi took a look at their yard. Apart from the simple kitchen, it looked more like a home than before.

"Someone said that they saw you and Wenjun coming back. It happened that Datou wanted to go home. I sent him over and took a look." Luo Shi seemed to be very satisfied with the current state of their family, and his tone of voice was much better.

Wen Yao made an ouch and quickly opened the door to the kitchen: "Nai, come in and sit down. I'm busy making things. Please sit down and rest for a while."

"What are you doing? What does it smell like?" Luo Shi sniffed and entered the kitchen.

The braised soup in the casserole started to smell, and Luo Shi smelled the strange smell. It was fragrant, but it was a little strange.

There was a sand bowl placed on the small stove hole on the stove. The smell came from the sand bowl. However, what surprised Luo Shi most was the huge pig head placed on the table.

"What are you doing here with this thing?" Luo Shi was full of surprise. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wen Yao taking out a bunch of pig intestines from the bucket next to him.

Luo Shi said with hatred: "Do you have too much money and no place to spend it? If you buy this thing, even if you want to eat meat, why not buy some good meat? Just buy things that no one wants."

She looked in the bucket and saw that there was still some.

"You still buy so much."

Hearing Luo Shi's voice changed, Wen Yao quickly threw the pig intestines into the basin nearby and explained: "Nai, don't worry, I bought it for use. Didn't I study a new food? I made it for my dad to sell at the stall."

Luo Shi frowned: "This thing has a smell no matter how you wash it. Even if you make it, no one will buy it. Why do you make it?"

Wen Yao chuckled: "Then just wait and see, I guarantee that your tongue will swallow the delicious food."

Luo Shi couldn't help but rolled his eyes at her: "Just try your best."

He said words of disgust, but his hands honestly picked up the basin Wen Yao placed next to him.

"Tell me how to do it."

Wen Yao looked at the little old lady's appearance amusedly, and shouted with a smile, "Grandma, you are so kind."

When he saw Wen Yao using flour and vinegar to wash these smelly things, Luo Shi almost threw the basin and quit.

Although he cursed a lot, he still helped Wen Yao get clean.

That pig head, after being watched by the big head, also became meat on the chopping board.

As time passed, the aroma of the stewed soup in the casserole began to spread, and Wen Yao and the old lady also prepared everything.

"Just this thing, will it stop smelling when cooked?" Luo Shi asked curiously as Wen Yao put the thing into the stew.

Wen Yao closed the lid and nodded: "Nai, just wait."

Luo Shi snorted in disgust: "Hmph, I want to see what you can do."

After adding firewood, Wen Yao took Luo Shi's arm and said, "Nai, I'll take you to see my vegetable patch."

Speaking of this, Luo Shi remembered. She looked at Wen Yao up and down, and suddenly asked: "In the past, your mother couldn't tell whether a radish grew on the ground or in the soil. Can you grow vegetables? Don't do that." Then my vegetable seeds will be wasted."

The corner of Wen Yao's mouth twitched. She was a second-generation farmer after all. Besides, she couldn't help but still have their old Wen.

"Grandma, you are the magic needle of our family. With you here, everything will be fine." Wen Yao tried her best to flatter the old lady.

"You're the only one who can talk, what is this sea-fixing needle?" Luo Shi asked as he and Wen Yao walked towards the backyard.

As for Datou, I saw a lot of vegetable fields at grandma's house. There was no smell of meat on the stove, so I moved a small bench to guard it next to the stove and stopped moving.

Wen Yao laughed loudly: "The Sea-Dinging Needle is a treasure in a storybook. If it is placed in the sea, the sea will not be able to stir up waves. No one in our family can dig out the palm of your hand. You are not the Sea-Dinging Needle."

Luo Shi was very satisfied with this explanation, pulled out his hair and said proudly: "Of course, if I hadn't been there to keep it under control, I wouldn't have known what kind of chaos it would have been."

"Yes, yes, thanks to you."

Wen Yao's playful and smiling face did not annoy Luo. Compared with the submissive and silent person who was taught by Liu, the current Wen Yao is more likable.