Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

Soon after Cheng Ling returned home, he received the supplies sent by Ran Wenji.

It was dark at this time, and the back door of Cheng Zhai was quiet, and she took Hong Guangyi to hand over the supplies at the back door.

When Hong Guangyi saw the carts of things, he straightened his eyes and didn't dare to look around. Just holding a beating heart, there are many things I want to ask Cheng Ling, but I can't ask Cheng Ling for a while.

All the supplies were stored in the warehouse in the backyard. It was not until all the servants of Ran's mansion left that Hong Guangyi finally got up the courage to ask, "Mr. Lang, these... are these things sent to you by Ran Bancheng?"

Cheng Ling smiled and said, "It's mine, but it wasn't given to me by Ran Bancheng. It's a fair deal. I deserve it. Do you understand?"

Hong Guangyi let out a breath, and quickly said: "Yes, sir, I understand."

Four hundred shi of corn, packed in four hundred large grain bags, piled up to the full of the warehouse, which looked very spectacular.

Cheng Ling didn't pay attention to the large amount of corn, instead she went straight to the grain bags containing "Southeast millet".

The bag was opened, Cheng Ling copied it in with one hand, grabbed a handful of the so-called "Southeast millet", and looked at the candlelight.

I saw a handful of dry grain lying on the hand, withered yellow, wrapped in a hard shell, and the grains were bigger than ordinary corn, but not as big as carved humi, and the whole thing still had a dry grass-like smell. breath.

But it was this seemingly inconspicuous fact that made Cheng Ling smile instantly.

This smile was different from her usual smile, and Hong Guangyi, who was watching, couldn't describe it, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that his eyes seemed to be dazzled by something bright.

Cheng Ling laughed out loud: "Hahaha, it's rice, it really is rice!"

What is the millet in the southeast, that is because people at that time did not know rice, and there was no name for rice among the five grains.

However, the plant rice does exist!

No, there are plantings in the South China Sea, isn't it?

How can the people of Qi, who are accustomed to corn as their staple food, understand the charm of rice? What they are after is Diaohumi!

Ran Wenji regarded the rice as a dispensable item, so he gave it all to Cheng Ling!

Cheng Ling was so happy, her laughter even alarmed the mother and daughter of Mu Sanniang who entered the second hospital. As for Xiao Man, he moved faster than anyone else. As early as Cheng Ling started laughing, he He flicked lightly and came to the door of this warehouse.

Seeing Cheng Ling smiling so brightly, Xiao Man couldn't help but pause, and stood by the door of the warehouse for a while, but stopped inexplicably.

"Brother Cheng." He asked, "What is rice?"

Holding the unhusked rice in Cheng Ling's hands, he smiled and said, "It's a very delicious food. Tomorrow morning...no, I'll cook it now, let's eat together!"

God knows how much she misses the taste of rice. Ever since she came here, her staple food has been corn. Eating corn really dries up her whole stomach.

Now Cheng Ling doesn't want to wait for a moment, she just wants to taste what this ancient version of rice tastes like!

After finishing speaking, Cheng Ling took out a small linen bag from her carry-on bag—her carry-on bag is really like a treasure bag, and it seems that all kinds of useful little things can be taken out of it at any time.

Cheng Ling packed a bag of millet, sealed the remaining big bag of millet, and told Hong Guangyi: "Tomorrow, we will find some lime, and we have to put up a shelf. These grains must be kept on air to prevent moisture."

Hong Guangyi responded, his eyes fell on the grain bag in Cheng Ling's hand, and he was obviously curious about the taste of the rice.

Cheng Ling didn't delay at all, carrying the bag, she quickly went to the kitchen in the front yard, first found a hammer, and threshed the rice by beating.

The rice threshed in this initial way is not as white and crystal-clear as modern rice, but has a primitive rough and dark yellow color.

Cheng Ling had a bad feeling at the time, this... the rice seemed to be different from what she had imagined.

But at this time, Mu Sanniang and the others gathered around the kitchen, and even the youngest Hong Xiaolang woke up from the bed, and then ran over with his shoes.

He was still outside the kitchen and said in surprise: "Is brother Cheng Ling cooking? Brother Cheng Ling can actually cook? Is the food he cooks particularly delicious?"

In this child's heart, Cheng Ling is like a celestial being. How is it possible that a celestial being goes to the kitchen?

Hong Xiaolang was so excited that he stood on tiptoe and looked into the kitchen.

Cheng Dani was also by the kitchen, she wringed her fingers uneasily, as if she felt that it was her fault for letting Cheng Ling cook. Cheng Erni showed a look of anticipation, while Mu Sanniang had a complicated expression and looked into the kitchen frequently.

Xiao Man stood the farthest, but he was tall, unlike other people who needed to stand on tiptoe, so he looked down into the kitchen door through the gap between everyone.

In the kitchen, after Cheng Ling threshed all the rice, he started scooping water to wash the rice.

These rice grains are relatively slender, which is the characteristic of southern rice, but compared with modern silk seedling rice, there is still a big gap.

The point is that it is too rough. After simple husking, these rice grains were held in Cheng Ling's hands, and they still showed a yellowish-brown color. !

Cheng Ling: ...

At that time, she felt a little embarrassed, but she didn't say anything, she just silently raised the water level for cooking.

Put more water and cook for a while... Even brown rice should be soft and sweet, right?

Two quarters of an hour later, the people outside the door had lost their initial sense of novelty, and Cheng Dani almost rushed in and said: Brother Ling, what do you want to cook, I will help you...

An indescribable smell of food finally came from the kitchen.

It was a sweet and satisfying smell, and everyone felt refreshed just by smelling it outside the door. Cheng Erni and Hong Xiaolang even swallowed at the same time.

Cheng Ling's apprehension while cooking was gone, and when she smelled a slight burnt aroma, she quickly lifted the lid of the pot.

Hey, a puff of white smoke and hot air billowed out, accompanied by a more intense aroma of rice.

Hong Xiaolang couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed away the adults who were in the way, and rushed to the rice pot, shouting excitedly: "Brother Cheng Ling, is this rice? Can I eat it?"

The heat dissipated slightly, and Cheng Ling turned his gaze to the pot.

The color of the rice in the pot is yellowish, and although the rice has a strong aroma, it is obvious that there is too much water, the rice on the upper layer is boiled, and the edge of the pot is brown, and the lower layer is probably burnt again.

This is not a pot of successful rice, but the matter has come to this point, Cheng Ling can't say that everyone will not eat it.

She called everyone to come in, and Cheng Dani immediately took the bowls, chopsticks and pots and spoons very diligently, and offered to help share the meals.

In the end, Mu Sanniang and the others who had eaten the rice had sparkling eyes and were full of praise.

Cheng Erni exaggerated: "Wow, it's really delicious! Brother Ling, this is the best meal I've ever eaten. It's much better than corn. Why is it so delicious!"

Cheng Ling couldn't swallow, she looked at Xiao Man who was also holding a bowl and couldn't swallow, and suddenly found resonance in Xiao Man's puzzled eyes.