Ruan Xiangxiang carried Chu Munan downstairs and to the backyard.
She asked Ruan Sanbao to bring a chair, and then put Chu Munan on the chair.
Afterwards, Ruan Xiangxiang carried a small hoe and loosened the soil in the yard.
The land in the yard was not very big, only about four-quarters of the land. Ruan Xiangxiang gave away all the land in a short time.
After that, she found a basin and a cutting board, and then took out all the potatoes in the space.
Chu Munan sat there calmly, watching her continue to take out potatoes from the shriveled cloth bag, one by one, taking more and more until the pot was half full.
Chu Munan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of inquiry.
Ruan Xiangxiang picked up the saber and started cutting potatoes.
"Sister, why do you want to cut the potato into pieces? If it is cut into pieces, will it still grow?" Ruan Sanbao asked distressedly.
"Of course it can grow. Look, Sanbao, there are many buds on each potato. Each bud can grow a vine and bear many new potatoes at the same time."
Ruan Xiangxiang pointed to the buds on the potatoes and showed him.
Ruan Sanbao suddenly understood, so he also took out his dagger and imitated Ruan Xiangxiang's example of cutting potatoes.
They cut for a while, and Li Cui also finished her work in the kitchen and came out to help.
Ruan Xiangxiang handed the knife to Li Cui: "Mom, you and Sanbao cut it, and I will plant potatoes."
"good."
Ruan Xiangxiang transferred the cut potatoes to another pot, then took the pot into the ground to plant.
The three people worked together and planted all the potatoes in the soil before dark.
Afterwards, Ruan Xiangxiang searched in the kitchen and found a small half-tank of brown rice in the rice vat.
There was also a bag of flour, which looked to weigh about twenty kilograms.
Ruan Xiangxiang glanced at the pot on the stove and frowned.
Although this pot looked like it had cooked some meat that shouldn't have been cooked, they couldn't eat barbecue like they did at noon for the rest of their stay here.
A pot is a must-have.
At this time, I couldn't care about anything else.
Ruan Xiangxiang held the pot, poured the soup into the gutter, then scooped out a ladle of water from the bottom of the water tank and scrubbed the pot vigorously.
After that, she added clean water and two cups of brown rice to the pot and cooked porridge.
When Li Cui came in, he saw Ruan Xiangxiang cooking porridge.
She glanced at the brown rice in the pot and was shocked: "Xiangxiang, did you use the shopkeeper's rice?"
"Hmm." Ruan Xiangxiang knew what Li Cui was thinking, and explained before she could ask: "This small half tank of rice and that bag of flour are the rewards given to us by the shopkeeper. After all, he is also afraid that we will starve to death in his house.
inside."
"This shopkeeper is really kind and righteous." Li Cui praised the shopkeeper full of praise: "Xiangxiang, when the shopkeeper comes back, we must thank him."
"That's natural." Ruan Xiangxiang pointed to the bag of flour: "Mom, open the flour, mix some noodles, bake a few pancakes at night, and eat porridge."
Although the barbecue at noon was fragrant, it lacked the flavor of seasoning, which makes it a bit boring now that I think about it.
She remembered that the food book she had read once had pancakes with porridge. Both the pictures and descriptions made people salivate.
Li Cui was reluctant to part with it: "Xiangxiang, although the shopkeeper was kind-hearted and gave us rice and flour, the quantity is limited after all, so we still have to eat sparingly. Otherwise, these grains will not survive the harvest season next year."
"Sambo, do you want to eat?"
Ruan Xiangxiang was too lazy to argue with Li Cui and directly asked Ruan Sanbao who was standing by the stove.