Chapter 12 It’s all my fault for being uneducated
"My aunt said, don't worry if I do the work!" When he said this, he looked extremely proud and spoke every word, as if no one could hear him clearly.
"You don't know, my aunt just..."
Bai Duoxi wanted to continue harping, but as soon as the already sour person heard this, he would not stay and listen.
Everyone was heartbroken, but you didn't restrain yourself, so everyone looked at each other, made excuses and dispersed.
"Hey, don't leave. Listen to me and you guys. My aunt praised me just now."
Bai Duoxierkang couldn't keep the person with his hands, and he curled his lips and hummed with unfinished content. Really, why are you so stingy? What's the matter with chatting more.
There are also some villagers who are complained by their mother-in-law or parents: "Look at you, if you can cook, can't you just go when my aunt calls for help?"
"They all carry one head on two shoulders. Why can brother Ren Duoxi cook delicious food, but you can't?"
"You don't even know how to cook. You have lived in vain for so many years!"
"What a great opportunity, but you can't cook, it's really useless."
The villagers who were complained by their mother-in-law and parents wanted to say but didn't know what to say: "Uh..."
Looking at Bai Duoxi, who was stirring the eggs in the pot and grinning happily, okay, they actually regretted not studying their cooking skills, okay?
I don’t know how far the old blackhead led his people into the woods. The eggs were boiled, the naan was baked, and the seaweed and egg drop soup was poured into everyone’s bowls. They haven’t come back yet.
After asking that food had been left for Lao Heitou and the others, Baitao took the other villagers to eat first.
Bai Duoxi's craftsmanship is really good. It was the first time she tried grilled naan, but she was able to bake the grilled naan just right, crispy and fragrant.
As he was eating, Baitao accidentally caught sight of some villagers' eyes turning red, and he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart. Is it so unpalatable?
She took another bite of the naan. It was not bad at all, especially the roasted naan, which tasted crispy and fragrant after being roasted. However, the bite was too big and made her choke. She had to take one mouthful of grilled naan and one mouthful of soup.
Having made so much money today, Baitao felt a little guilty just thinking about it.
Is she being too stingy?
It seems, seems, a little bit?
Should she cultivate the habit of 'filial respect' to her among the villagers?
Only when the villagers find more things can they sell them for money.
Thinking of this, Baitao coughed twice and said: "Cough cough, cough cough...what about that, everyone has to rest at noon, so just eat a little."
After finishing speaking, Baitao said promisingly: "Let's have a good meal after dinner."
As soon as she said this, she immediately aroused disapproval from the villagers, and everyone was talking about it.
"Auntie, what are you talking about? This pancake is so delicious!"
"Auntie, these are very good."
"That's right, grandma, we have never eaten such delicious pancakes."
Deal with it?
This is nothing to deal with. My aunt always feeds everyone delicious food. They have eaten better these two days than they did during the Chinese New Year.
Let’s not talk about the first two meals, but let’s talk about the morning meal this morning. The rice used for making porridge was all grains, and there was no broken rice.
The cooked porridge is tender and smooth, does not cut your throat at all, and is so fragrant that everyone's tongue wants to swallow it together.
They are also farmers, but they have never seen rice that is so white and has complete grains.
Now Xiangwu has soft noodles and three eggs per person again. I'm afraid even the gods would be envious of such a day, right? !
Because they had never seen grilled naan, the villagers called grilled naan pancake.
Baitao was stunned when he heard this: "Don't you think it tastes bad?"
"No!" "How can it taste bad? Grandma, this pancake is delicious." As she said that, as if she was afraid that Baitao wouldn't believe it, a woman on the side opened her mouth and took a big bite.
But this was just a big mouthful in her own opinion, because she was reluctant to part with it, so naturally it was not convincing in Bai Tao's eyes.
Baitao said with a don't lie to me expression: "It doesn't taste bad, why are you crying?"
"Huh?"
"This..."
The villagers were a little embarrassed by the question. Everyone looked at each other and someone spoke.
"Auntie, this pancake is not bad to eat, really. The pancake is particularly delicious, soft and fragrant, with sesame seeds in it."
After a pause, he continued: "It's so delicious. You guys are so talented, so..." What should it be called? The speaker's face turned red because he didn't know a few more words.
At this time, Bai Dashan on the side took over the words: "Auntie, you are not crying. What is this called? Oh, yes, it is tears of joy."
At this moment, Bai Dashan was glad that the two years of school he attended as a child were quite diligent, otherwise he would not have been able to speak such literate words.
"Yes, yes."
"Yes, yes, aunt, that's what the village chief said."
Seeing the sincerity on the faces of the villagers, Baitao nodded doubtfully: "Okay."
At this time, there was movement in the forest nearby, and everyone suddenly became quiet, and then they all picked up the rocks or sticks they had at hand.
Under everyone's guarded eyes, the old blackheads and the others came out, and the people of Taohua Village breathed a sigh of relief.
"You are back, and the food has been left for you. Hey, what are you..."
It was fine when I left, but why did I come back so disgraced?
The faces of the key people were more or less swollen, as if they had been stung by something.
Bai Dashan said in surprise: "Have you encountered a hornet's nest?"
"No." The old blackhead shook his head: "I just encountered a nest of honey."
It turned out that when I was catching hares, I encountered worker bees collecting honey. Old Blackhead had experience and knew at a glance that there must be a honeycomb nearby.
It's rare to encounter a beehive at this time of year. It would be great if you could pick some to replenish your aunt's health, so he followed him with his people.
There was indeed a beehive, and they also attacked the beehive, but they didn't have any suitable tools and their clothes were not thick. Even though they were prepared, each of them still suffered a few stings.
A few people got rid of the remaining honey and took a detour before rushing back.
They came back just to get things to harvest honey. After all, it would be a pity to come back without harvesting honey for such a big hive and getting stung.
Hearing that they needed something to hold honey, Bai Tao walked behind a big tree on the side of the road without saying a word, and came out with two plastic buckets in his hands.
If the bucket wasn't bigger than the bamboo basket, she wouldn't have to go behind the tree. It would still be too scary to conjure things out of thin air in front of her.
"Now, take this to put it in." A bucket has nine mall coins.
The dark blue bucket seemed ordinary and even a bit ugly to Bai Tao. The reason why he bought this kind of bucket was because it was cheap.
But in the eyes of the villagers, the brand-new bucket is smooth and beautiful. They don't need to get their hands on it. Everyone feels that this thing is extremely valuable just by looking at it from a distance.
(End of chapter)