Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

Ning Yan walked into an alley. Standing under the tree, she could smell the scent of the wood.

He knocked on the door and a young man walked out.

"What's the matter?"

"Find the old master and order something."

"Please." After inviting Ning Yan in, the man sat on the small stool and started digging.

A layer of white sawdust had been scraped from the wood, and the floor was piled with shards of wood thinner than paper. The wood was rolled together like a flower.

"What does Young Lady want?"

"This, master will see if he can do it." Ning Yan said as she took out the drawing of the juicer.

The map was brought along by Chen Huo when he came to Gouzi Bay.

Fan is no longer needed this year, the hot days are over, it is time to make a few more juicers.

After all, the mountains are full of wild fruits, apple pears ripe in piles.

If he didn't hurry, the fruit would be gone, and the juicer would be a waste.

The easiest way to store it was to store it in the cellar. Ning Yan looked at the pieces on the ground, and her mind started to wander.

"This item is rather complicated to make, moreover, the glass is quite expensive."

"No problem, you can do it." Ning Yan waved her hand. After Liu Li made the juice extractor again, she would be able to recover very quickly. To Ning Yan, technology was more important than money.

"Alright then. I'll come back for it in three days."

As the old master spoke, he flipped through the blueprints again. The amazement in his eyes never faded.

The principle behind the juicer shouldn't be too complicated.

The old master's expression made Ning Yan feel heavy. Was it because the old master's standards were low, or was his mechanical skills destroyed by history?

In the previous Qin Dynasty, everyone admired the methods of the male losers.

But now …

That's all it takes to make a juicer.

Fans, fans, we'll talk about it later.

Ning Yan left the carpenter's house, on the way, she passed by the barbeque shop on north of the city. Seeing Deng Zhu eating at the shop again, he was in a good mood.

Returning to the courtyard of the Aunt Hua.

Wu Yuvniang was still dealing with the firewood on the ground with an axe.

In less than two hours, only three or four firewood were left on the ground.

You've asked for help?

Ning Yan walked to the front of Wu Yuvniang and saw the bubbles on her palm and the bruises caused by the wood crushing.

In the end, he didn't say anything.

He was someone who could endure hardships, someone who could endure hardships. This kind of person was useful wherever he went.

After signing the indenture contract, Ning Yan brought the two of them back to the village.

"Choose your own room." There were not many family members, and there were a lot of rooms. In this aspect, Ning Yan did not squeeze out the servants she had just bought.

After letting Old Biddy Jia and Wu Yuvniang wash up, she took out some food to fill their stomachs, then Ning Yan no longer cared about the two anymore.

On the first day, he performed as he pleased.

As for the remaining matters, he would arrange them in the morning.

Not long after Ning Yan returned home, Aunt Huang knocked on the door again.

"Is something the matter, Aunt?"

"That's right." Mrs. Huang continued to laugh: "I heard that you asked Mrs. Qian to get a bamboo stick for you right?"

"…" There really were no secrets in the village.

Ning Yan nodded her head: "Aunt wants to do it too?"

"That's right, right now your brother Tiehzhu and his wife can completely support Pu Zi, and your wife will feel uncomfortable whenever she's free. Look …"

"The Bamboo Stick Mrs. Qian can provide it to me alone. If Aunt can't take it easy, she can go to the county's shop to help. However, going back and forth every day will be a bit difficult."

"In the county?" Aunt Huang's eyes lit up.

If she worked in the county, she wouldn't have to live in the village.

Although he muttered how terrible it was to live in a county town, he still wanted to live there if he could.

"Then, can I go tomorrow?"

"No need to rush. I'll go to the county city in three days. It just so happens that we can go together." After Ning Yan finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something and asked: "Has Little Grass been well recently?"

"Good look, I couldn't fart for a long time. Fortunately, she's a little girl, so she'll be married off if she grows up a few more years."

"…" Ning Yan wanted to say something, but Aunt Huang seemed to not want to hear it.

Ning Yan could only give up.

As expected, having a stepmother means having a stepfather.

Not only did he have a stepfather, if Mrs. Mu gave birth to a boy, then his stepgrandmother would have also come out. This world was very harsh on women.

Ning Yan suddenly felt powerless as she turned around to look at the Wu Yuvniang s and Old Biddy Jia s in the courtyard.

Be it following the customs of the country or being assimilated by this world, there was always a feeling of disappointment in his heart. Was all the knowledge he had learned in the future useless?

Did Transcendence give in to the ways of the world just like that?

"Mom, what are you thinking?" Ning Zu who had just returned from Mr Xue pushed the door open and entered the house. looked as if he was about to transform into an immortal, the smile on his face faded as he hugged Ning Yan's leg.

He was woken up by Ning Xuemo's surprised exclamation.

Ning Yan regained her senses. What was she doing in such a useless manner, she might as well think of a way to grow cotton next year.

"Are you tired now that you're back?"

"Not tired." After saying that, he started to recite things that the Mr Xue did not understand.

Now that he had memorized it, he would understand it one day.

Ning Yan returned to her kitchen and began to prepare her day's worth of dinner.

Before dinner, Chen Huo and Zhou Yi carried a wild boar on each side and headed back home.

Because the wild boar was covered in blood, a swarm of flies had gathered in the yard.

"Hunting in the mountains again?" Ning Yan looked outside and saw the completely dead wild boar. She was still a little disappointed.

Now that he had a wife at home, if the wild boar was able to live, he could raise it in captivity.

As for the wildness of these mountain animals, Ning Yan had long since gotten used to the reality that as long as they lived, they would not seek death.

It was a good thing those animals were naturally close to their sons.

Now that there were a lot of people in her family, Ning Yan would naturally take care to not let these people know that she had more than enough power.

A secret is a secret only when there are fewer people who know it.

"Hurry up and put in a bowl of pig's blood. I'll make some blood for all of you tonight."

Chen Huo immediately knew that this was food, he quickly took the wooden basin, sprinkled salt on it and stabbed the knife into the pig's neck.

The fresh red blood was absorbed into the wooden basin and slowly solidified. The pig blood was complete.

Zhou Yi moved closer to Ning Yan and asked, "What is the Bloody Hair? "Can you eat it?"

"Yes." Ning Yan said as shesheook out a few red chili peppers. She couldn't bear to eat it all the time, but she had scared off a child just now. As compensation, he ate a little bit.

Seeing Ning Yan take out the chili peppers, Zhou Yi quickly moved closer to Chen Huo.

She helped Chen Huo deal with the entire pig.

was busy with the kitchen alone, and was carrying out a basin full of blood.

The Wu Yuvniang and the Old Biddy Jia also walked out from the west wing.

After changing clothes and taking a nap, the two of them were in high spirits.

His eyes lit up when he saw the fragrant contents of the white porcelain bowl.

Ever since their deaths, the two of them had been eating with no fat on their heads.

It was not easy to fill one's stomach. This type of stew with meat dishes and soup immediately piqued his appetite.