Transmigration: To Be His Man

"Zephyr?" Qin Mian was shocked, his grip on the small bow tightened, "So this is Zaar Wood. As far as I know, Zephyr is a very expensive wood, equivalent to yellow pear, immersed in water or half submerged in water, the material stable less warped. The core material of the claque wood was only as thick as a finger, and there was a golden thread inside that was as yellow as gold. The golden threads were not made from the rings of the year. Only after three to five years had it grown. It's not easy to find such wood, is it? "

Lei Tia said: "As long as you like it."

Qin Mian calmly replied, "Very much."

He brought the bow and arrows into the room and hung them lovingly on Lei Tia's big bow. When he came out, Lei Tia had already placed the dishes on the table.

"How about we go up the mountain tomorrow?" Qin Mian asked excitedly.

Lei Tia said: "First, practice target shooting, and then move target shooting."

"So troublesome?" Qin Mian was disappointed.

Lei Tia said indifferently: "If you haven't learned how to walk, how can you learn how to run?"

He really knows how to talk big. Qin Mian had nothing to say, so he could only win and get up to cut a little white meat ??

On the second day, Lei Tia stabbed two sticks into the courtyard with an old straw hat as a target, allowing Qin Mian to aim and shoot.

Qin Mian had just gotten his own bow and arrow, and was in high spirits. Under Lei Tia's guidance, he shot it over and over again tirelessly. At first, he missed even one. After shooting seven or eight arrows, he found a feeling that he could hit the straw hat accurately, and that he was getting closer and closer to the center.

Lei Tia had originally only been playing with him, and was somewhat surprised that he knew what kind of talent he had. Only then did he teach him more seriously, first letting him shoot from a distance of ten meters away from the straw hat, then retreating a further ten meters, and gradually increasing the distance between them.

Qin Mian had just learnt how to shoot arrows, and his arms were sore from holding them up for too long, so he finished his practice at noon.

Lei Tia said: "From now on, I will only train for an hour every day.

Qin Mian nodded. He also felt that it was a little too much, he couldn't even raise his arms, "What are you eating for lunch?"

Lei Tia said: "Hot pot, I'll make it."

Qin Mian smiled and relaxed on the sofa, "Ok, you cook, I will wait for you to eat."

After boiling the water, he poured the seasoning inside, tasting the taste. When it was light, he added a little salt, and then poured in the sliced meat, the meatballs, potatoes, spinach and cabbage leaves that he brought back from the shop yesterday. By the time the meat and potatoes were cooked, the spinach and cabbage leaves would be too rotten to pick up.

Lei Tia's flat face revealed a rare look of distress. Before Qin Mian could say anything, he calmly picked up a few more vegetables and put them in.

Fortunately, the taste wasn't bad.

Qin Mian thought about how rare it was for him to cook, he snickered for a while, but did not ridicule him.

Since they didn't cook the rice, and they didn't have enough to eat, the two of them put the noodles into the pot and boiled it together.

Ever since there was a noodle bar machine, it was very convenient to eat noodles. He used the noodle bar machine to press out a pile of noodles beforehand. After hanging it to dry, he used scissors to cut it off and kept it in a dry drawer. However, there was no drying agent in this era. The noodles that were dried could only be kept for a month at most, but that was enough.

At the dining table, Qin Mian brought up the proper matters, "There have been less people eating Ma La Bao recently. In the afternoon we stayed at home and made radish balls, fish balls, sweet potato balls, and vegetable pills. "Let's try it out first. If it's easy to sell, we can hire someone to do it." If he didn't earn more money to expand his business every year, he wouldn't be so impatient to do all this every day.

Lei Tia nodded.

After di

er, they bought some sweet potatoes, potatoes, turnips, carrots and fish from the villagers.

The sweet potato balls were the simplest. After peeling, they would be steamed and cooked, then pressed into the potato paste, mixed with the appropriate amount of flour, and then mixed together to form small balls. After the oil was boiled, the sweet potato balls would be fried until golden yellow, soft and sweet. The radish balls were not difficult to handle either. The radishes were chopped and mixed with the minced meat, eggs, flour and seasonings. They were also ground into a ball of oil. The main ingredients of the vegetable pill were the potatoes and the carrots. The potatoes were steamed and crushed into mud, then mixed with the carrot silk, egg white and various other seasonings. They were also fried in oil.

After the fish is cleaned, remove the bones and thorns, scrape off the fish with a knife, add the appropriate amount of ginger, salt and water, beat the fish into mud with a rolling pin, add the egg white, stir it with chopsticks in the same direction, add a little flour according to the diluted consistency, then knead the fish mud into a ball, add water in the pot, cook the fish in a small fire, then turn the fire, and when the fish balls are completely floating up, soak them in cold water, then pour the water.

Qin Mian and Lei Tia busied themselves non-stop, until the sky turned dark. They made more than a hundred sweet potato pills, radish pills, and vegetable pills, respectively.

There was no beef or mutton for sale in the village. Otherwise, there were still meat balls and meat balls to be made.

Di

er was rice and hotpot. A dozen pills for each pill. Qin Mian and Lei Tia liked fish balls the most. The sweet potato balls are sweet and are probably more popular with women.

The appearance of several kinds of pills made the restaurant again full of friends.

Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, it was already winter.

The word "New Year" is increasingly mentioned. The villagers, who had raised fat pigs for the new year, lined up at Uncle Liao's place to kill the New Year pigs. The screams of the pigs could be heard in the village every few days.

As the name implied, after killing the pig, the pig would be treated to a meal. Usually, the pig would be treated by relatives and friends, as well as the villagers who were on good terms with each other in the village.

The first round of Pig Slaughtering Rice that Qin Mian and his family ate was Zhang Dashuan's house, they did not expect to see another round of Pig Slaughtering Rice after a single day.

Seeing Lei Xiangyi and an old uncle around fifty years old walk into the courtyard, Qin Mian suddenly remembered that this man was Lei Tia's uncle, Dong Daniu. Madam Wei met him once when he was entering the door.

"Uncle is here. Please come in." Lei Tia was neither hot nor cold.

Qin Mian poured Dong Daniu a cup of hot tea.

After Dong Daniu entered, he slowly looked around. He looked very carefully, as if he was measuring the value of the items in the room. After a long while, he finally smiled and said, "I won't be drinking tea, I still need to go to a few more places. My family will slaughter pigs tomorrow. I'm here to invite you to eat pig slaughtering rice. Come early tomorrow morning. "

Qin Mian said: "We must go earlier. "It's fine if third brother comes over and tells us, but why did uncle personally make a trip over? How can we not be embarrassed by this?"

Dong Daniu laughed and said: "Back then when you were warming up, no one came to visit because we had something to do. I took this opportunity to come visit today. Seeing that you two have a good time, your aunt and I are relieved. " He did not mention the "branch family," but only the "greenhouse."

Qin Mian laughed without saying a word. He could just listen to whatever it was he was saying. As far as he knew, Dong Daniu had a total of three sons. Even if something huge happened, he wouldn't even have the time to send someone to sit around for a while? "Now that Pig Slaughtering thought of inviting them to di

er, it felt weird.

Dong Daniu seemed to really have something on as he sat down for a while before leaving.

Lei Xiangyi purposely slowed down a few steps, and said in a low voice: "Uncle's youngest son has been to prison before, so you should be careful when you go to his home tomorrow."

Qin Mian was shocked.

Lei Tia was also a little surprised. After all, he had left home for many years, so he did not know much about his relatives.

"Why are you in jail?" Qin Mian immediately asked Lei Xiangyi.

Lei Xiangyi sighed, "Speaking of which, uncle and aunt were too used to Cousin Wei. They stole chickens and dogs when they were young, and dared to steal cows when they grew up. "Originally, I thought he would be taught a lesson after a year in jail, but after coming out, it's better not to learn it ?? in short, you guys have to be careful tomorrow."

To the farmers of the Grand Xia Empire, farming cattle was their lifeblood, which was why they received such heavy sentences.

After Lei Xiangyi left, Qin Mian thought for a while, then asked Lei Tia probingly: "How about, you go alone tomorrow?"

Lei Tia stared at him without saying a word.

Qin Mian also felt that he did not have enough loyalty, so he changed his tone and said, "Alright, let's go together."

Lei Tia said: "I won't let him bully you."

Qin Mian leaned on the armrest of the sofa and glanced at him, "Who's afraid of this? No matter what, I have been learning martial arts from you for so long. I just don't think there's going to be any good tomorrow. "

On the second day, after breakfast, Qin Mian and Lei Tia drove the ox-cart back to the old house, to meet the people from the old house. Lei Xiangzhi coincidentally had rested for the day, and so he went with everyone. Because there were so many people, and the Dong Clan Village was quite a distance away, Lei Daqiang borrowed a donkey cart from the village.

Qin Mian, Lei Tia, Lei Xiangren, Lei Xiangyi, Lei Xianglee and Lei Xiangzhi were riding on an ox cart, while Lei Daqiang, Madam Du, Madam Wei, Mrs Zhao, Madam Qian, Lei Chuntao and the three children were riding on a donkey cart. The two families headed towards the Dong Jia Village majestically.

There had been no rain recently. Although the village road was just a dirt road, it was still easy to walk along. The donkey cart had walked for almost half an hour. After passing through two dirt roads, they entered a village surrounded by willow trees and locust trees. Lei Tia followed and stopped the car.

This was the Dong Family Village.

Lei Daqiang's sister, Lei Xiaoyun, and his brother-in-law, Dong Daniu, brought a young man, who seemed to be around twenty years old, to personally greet them at the door.

Lei Xiangyi said to Qin Mian in a low voice: "That's the Great Cousin Wei."

Qin Mian secretly sized Dong Wei up. He was tall, slightly fat and looked white, but his bean-like little eyes had lost a pair of lids.

"Third brother, sister Du, sister Wei, you've come. Come, sit inside." The Lei Clan took the arms of the Madam Du and the Madam Du affectionately as they pointed at Qin Mian and said to Dong Wei, "This is your cousin Tie and Brother Xu, why aren't you calling anyone over?"

Dong Wei looked at Qin Mian from head to toe with an almost presumptuous gaze, then looked at Lei Tia again. With an ambiguous smile, he obediently said: "Cousin Tie, Brother Xu, please come in."

First impressions are really very important. Qin Mian did not develop a good impression of Dong Wei because he did not call him "Cousin" in front of everyone. Dong Wei only called out to him and Lei Tia, but turned a blind eye to Lei Xiangren and the others, saying that he did not have the heart to believe that even a three year old child would not believe him.