Of course, Liu Guizhi saw the fact that Fubao and Gu Shengtian were fiddling with fern root powder there.

Seeing these two children being so busy that they were sweating down, she couldn't help but sigh. Thinking about these two children being kind-hearted, she still wanted to make food for others when she was full, she was relieved to think about it.

You should know that these days, life is not easy. Some children are ignorant and want to stuff all the delicious food into their mouths.

But the heart is good, but things are not done right.

Although the two children read a lot, they had never experienced anything and did not know the situation in the mountains. Of course, fern roots cannot be eaten, so they are afraid they will be in vain.

However, Liu Guizhi did not stop her. She thought it would be good for the two children to try it by themselves. After all, no matter how good they are to study, they would come back to take care of the fields, so that they had to know that the things in the fields were not something they could learn easily in books.

With this idea in mind, Liu Guizhi went with them, so when Fubao brought something like white flour to her, she was shocked.

Usually, she usually uses stick noodles for cooking, and there may be red sorghum noodles, mung bean noodles, and black bean noodles, but it is rare when using white noodles to make steamed bun pancakes.

In her eyes, white flour is something rare and rarely eaten, let alone making it by hand.

But now Fubao can bring out half a basin of white flour at once, and it is still snow-white!

Liu Guizhi was also shocked: "Where did this come from?"

Fubao smiled suddenly, his face brightly: "Mom, this is fern root powder!"

Liu Guizhi couldn't believe it anymore and looked down again: "Is this fern root powder?

Just the pile of ferns came out last night?”

Fubao nodded and explained to Liu Guizhi that the white soup yesterday had precipitated overnight, with water on top and starch on the bottom. Now she poured out the water and filtered it with gauze. It was such a white powder.

Of course, this powder is far inferior to white flour, and even sorghum noodles and sweet potato noodles. It is not good in taste, but it is indeed edible.

Liu Guizhi was shocked now. Can she still do this?

Isn't this a trick?

It turned white!

Fubao put the pot of white flour in front of Liu Guizhi: "Mom, we can use this to make a woo. Then we can use it as food."

Liu Guizhi still couldn't believe it. She squatted there, holding the edge of the basin tightly with her hands, staring at the white noodles, which were filtered out from the fern root powder yesterday.

Although I don’t know how it tastes, this is noodle. As long as it is no matter how bad it is or how bitter it is, it can be made into steamed buns, baked into cakes, and stuffed into the stomach. As long as it can be eaten, it can survive and not starve to death.

Liu Guizhi suddenly felt excited and wanted to cry, and tears almost fell.

She is not short of food now, she will not starve to death, and her children and her family will not starve to death, but she also hopes that every member of the Pingxi Production Brigade will not starve to death or to starve. Who wants the people around her to be bad? Everyone can live a good life, and she feels comfortable, right?

It was just that she had no ability before. Now, seeing Fu Bao transform into such a small pot of white flour like a magic trick, she suddenly saw hope.

She said excitedly: "Fubao, come on, let's take out this noodles and take a look, and steam a pot of steamed buns and try it."

Fubao nodded quickly: "Okay, let's steamed steamed buns and take them out for the workers to eat. After they eat them, they will think that this fern root powder can be eaten, and everyone will believe it."

...

After Chen Youfu left Gu Weidong's house, he went directly to the construction site.

At this time, Wang Baiou had already asked the members to work according to the distribution plan discussed before.

But these are obviously not enough. As the production team leader, Chen Youfu also needs to ride a bicycle and walk back and forth, look at the work of the members, see where there is not enough staff, where there is too much staff, and where everyone is lazy, he needs to arrange and worry about these.

When he rode his bicycle to the cotton field behind the village, the members were pulling weeds for the rods.

In fact, people are not so meticulous in normal times, but this year, they have no choice but to serve the crops more frequently. It would be good to be able to harvest one more crop.

As soon as Chen Yongfu arrived in the stick field, he heard everyone talking about fern root powder.

Now Chen Yongfu felt a headache when he heard about fern root powder. Can these members make him feel less worried and not be good for working hard to produce food?

They had to dream in the daytime that white flour steamed buns could come out of the fern. Why didn’t they think of pies falling from the sky and ducks coming out on the ground?

Chen Youliang was setting up a dragon gate formation there, talking about the fact that he had picked 60 kilograms of fern roots overnight last night, and said that he was going to eat white flour steamed buns. He was so excited that the beards on his chin were still erect.

Nie Lao San’s wife is also there. She was already a joke in the production brigade now, especially since she was the last one in the Shengyin exam, she has lost even the last bit of whining.

But now seeing Chen Youliang's stupid look, she felt that she was not the most unlucky one in the production brigade at least.

She burst out laughing and said sarcastically: "Chen Youliang, Chen Youliang, you said you named Chen Youliang. Do you think the real food will be lost to you in heaven, right?

How can white flour steamed buns come out from fern root powder? Are you stupid?

That little girl Fubao doesn’t understand, she is just lying to you, you, you’re fooled.”

The sarcastic and obvious joke in the tone.

Chen Youliang looked at the proud look of the third wife Nie, and suddenly became unhappy: "Why is it called fooling?"

How can this be called fooling? The fern root powder produced by Fubao can be eaten. Now, the 60 kilograms of fern roots can turn into white flour steamed buns. If you don’t believe it, let’s wait and see, why can’t you eat it now!”

There were also a few around. Last night, I went to dig fern root powder overnight. When I heard Chen Youliang's words, I nodded in agreement: "That's right, this fern root powder is edible. We all drank soup yesterday, and today we are going to eat white flour steamed buns. You are talking here now, if you don't believe it, then if you have the ability, you don't want to eat it. If you have the ability, you don't want to dig fern root powder!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone started to make a fuss and agreed.

Haha, don't you think they are fools?

They are not stupid, the stupid one is Nie Lao San’s wife!

A fool's family!

Chen Hongying next to her happened to be there too. She stared at her eyes and began to think, can this fern root powder be eaten?

Fubao's little girl is not simple. She really made this thing. She regretted it when she thought about it. She had known that he had gone to dig yesterday, but she delayed something yesterday and didn't go to dig now, so why couldn't it be?

But then she thought about it again and again, the ground was full of ferns, so how could it be impossible to dig it? Besides, maybe she was just a waste of trouble. She would better check the situation before talking about it.

When the third wife of Nie Laozi heard Chen Youliang's words, she was immediately angry and curled her lips: "Just wait and see. If you can turn steamed buns out of the fern, my work points today will be yours.

If you can't dig it out, your work points will be mine!"

When Chen Yongliang heard this, he grinned and said, "Okay, okay, everyone heard it. She said that today's work points are mine!"

Everyone around them started to cheer and laughed secretly: "I will testify to you, let's see if Chen Youliang can turn into white buns today. If it turns out, then your work points for the third wife of Nie will be Chen Youliang."

Chen Youliang thought about this, it was so good. He patted his thigh and agreed!

Who knew that he was getting excited when he suddenly found that the people in front of him stopped talking and his face was stiff.

Chen Youliang turned around in surprise and happened to see his cousin Chen Youfu, who was wearing a stern face.

He was shocked. Although Chen Youfu was his family, Chen Youfu was the captain and was responsible for recording work points. He could not see him being lazy.

Chen Youliang quickly smiled and pretended that he was busy working, lowered his head and dared not speak.

Chen Youfu sighed a long time ago, and he stood there with his hands behind his back and began to teach Chen Youliang a lesson: "There is food, there is food. At that time, you had to sell the food, but I didn't let you sell it. You had to sell it as if you had eaten honey. Now I regret it after selling it. Do you know you were wrong?

If you are wrong, you are wrong. Let’s find a way together. Work hard and you still have food to eat. As a result, you don’t work well. You don’t live well. But you have to go to the mountain to dig some fern roots, and you also think that it can turn into white flour steamed buns. Are you not setting up satellites and making big cannons?

Can life be like this?

Can you live a stable life like this?

Can you get married like this?"

Chen Youliang was most afraid that Chen Youfu would educate him like this, and his head hurts when he heard it.

It would be fine if you say something else. Getting married is really a matter of being a wife. This sentence really hits Chen You’s conscience. He is still a bachelor who has never married a wife.

He raised his head and sighed, "Blessed, don't say that to me. I definitely can't marry my wife, but I still have the possibility of eating steamed buns."

Chen Youfu shook his head repeatedly as he heard this: "You really don't give up until the Yellow River!"

Who knew that as soon as this was finished, he heard a soft voice saying, "Uncle Youfu, try it, this is my mother's new steam today."

Chen Youfu turned around and saw Fubao standing there wiping sweat. She was carrying a basket on her arm, which was covered with a cage cloth. The cage cloth seemed to be vaguely steaming, and it looked like it was freshly steamed.

Chen Youfu felt embarrassed: "Fubao is giving food to your father, right?

Then you can send it to your father quickly, don’t delay it.”

After hearing this, Fubao smiled and said, "Uncle Youfu, my mother steamed this pot of woolen woo. Let's give it to everyone. You can eat it while it's hot."

Everyone was a little puzzled when they heard this. You should know that no one lacks a bite of food these days. Food is life, so no one is embarrassed to eat it easily.

At this time, Fubao had already unveiled the cage and took out small steamed buns from it, first gave Chen Youfu one, followed by Chen Youliang and others.

Everyone looked down and saw that the steamed bun was dark brown with some shredded radish on it. It was elastic and hot when pinched, and it looked very delicious.

What is this?

Haven't seen it before!

Fubao was splitting at this time, and when she finally got one more, she would hand it to Nie Lao San’s wife.

Nie Lao San’s wife frowned: “What is this? I don’t care! Don’t kill people!”

After hearing this, Fubao immediately took back the steamed buns: "Uncle Liang, you are big, should you eat one more?"

When Chen Youliang heard this, he quickly took it over.

No matter what it is, just eat it!

After Chen Youliang took it, he took the lead in filling it in his mouth.

When the others saw it, they tasted it.
To be continued...