Because the story of Chen Xu's family grinding flour and making noodles was spread throughout the small mountain village yesterday, and Niu Dashi and Xing'er had already vividly promoted the deliciousness of noodles all night when they were cooled last night. Therefore, starting from the morning, every household had people coming to grind noodles with wheat.

Although everyone is still on the verge of food and clothing, God has taken care of this year and the harvest of summer grain is extremely smooth. Without the influence of wind and rain, the output is actually 20% more than in previous years. The joy of harvest and the temptation of deliciousness make all the young and old village want to make some noodles and taste fresh.

Therefore, all day, Yu Wuya was enjoying it and teaching the villagers how to push the mill, and the water gentle and meticulously taught the housewife how to feed the mill.

Chen Jiang was teaching the villagers how to filter flour.

Xing'er was like an excited little squirrel, running around, looking around, feeding pigs with a group of children, and then instructing the children how to roll the noodles with dough and dry noodles.

Chen Xu transformed into a professional pastry and made dumplings at noon.

The dumpling skin is very simple. At this time, wild vegetables are everywhere in the mountains, so the dumpling filling is also easy. I made some of the two types of water celery, pork filling and shepherd's purse filling, and cooked a large pot.

Because there was no steamer, the buns and steamed buns could not be made, so at night, Chen Xu had to make pancakes.

These two newly emerging delicacies directly ignited the passion of the whole village.

I won’t talk about the dumplings, they are delicious and suitable for all ages. Everyone who has eaten them praises them.

And the pancakes were even more popular at night.

Niu Dashi ate five in one go, and Yu Wuya did not waste the name of foodie. He ate eight in one meal, and even three of Shui Qingrou. After eating, he hid in the room and did not dare to come out to see anyone.

The sun sets, and the chaotic and busy day finally calms down.

"Huh~" Chen Xu was so tired that he was sweating profusely, sitting under the pergola, staring at the stretch of Qingshan and the last afterglow for a long time, then turned around and looked at his room, muttering softly: "Tomorrow, it's time to leave!"

Although Yu Wuya is a big foodie, he is not vague in his work. He brings him back more than 13,000 yuan once. This money is enough to earn more than ten households in the village for more than ten years. Even if this money is placed in the wealthy family in Wancheng, it is definitely a large amount of income. The medium-rich family only earns more than 1,000 yuan a year.

But Chen Xu was not prepared for the arrival of Shui Qingrou. He was so lucky that he would harm the country and the people at the age of sixteen or seventeen. He should have been married long ago, but for some reason he was still single. Just forget it. At this age of two thousand years, he is still in middle school and is a young girl in the flower season. But she actually stayed with various reasons again and again. It was the third day, and Chen Xu didn't quite understand why she did this.

The wound on her hand was just a few small mouths that had just broken the skin. In Chen Xu's opinion, there was no need to bandage at all. She just applied some hemostatic powder to solidify after a few minutes. The reason why she could not ride a horse was far-fetched.

Is it because of the food?

This reason may be very important. For women, there are two things that are full of great temptations for them. One is food and the other is clothing. On the streets of later generations, you can see a gorgeous beauty walking on the street and gnawing on the duck neck at any time. The scene is very inconsistent, but those women never care about it and enjoy it.

But this reason is not sufficient for Shui Qingrou staying there again and again. Chen Xu thought about it for a long time and slowly recalled Shui Qingrou's performance over the past few days. Finally, he came to a conclusion that this girl liked to listen to him tell stories.

After thinking about it, Chen Xu showed a strange and bitter smile on his face.

Perhaps there are too few entertainment activities in this era!

The sun sets in the west and the sky fades again.

One after another, villagers came to listen to stories with their families.

Listening to stories has formed a habit like watching TV at night in later generations. If you don’t listen to it all day, you always feel like you almost have something to sleep at night. You are reluctant to leave and can’t fall asleep.

Chen Xu's Legend of White Snake also talked about the Leifeng Pagoda in Yongzhen today.

The night became darker and the stars and moon were everywhere. With the silent listening of all the villagers, Chen Xu told the ending of the story.

"The Fahai put Bai Suzhen into the Dharma bowl and brought it to the Lei Peak by the West Lake in Hangzhou, and ordered his disciples to build a seventh-level pagoda, press the Dharma bowl and Bai Suzhen under the tower, so that she can withstand the thunder and fire forever and cannot be liberated!"

Having said this, Chen Xu folded his fan and stood up: "Okay, the story of the Legend of the White Snake has been told today. Let's go back to sleep!"

Everyone looked at Chen Xu with anger, and no one stood up. After a long time, Niu Dashi jumped up and shouted: "Brother Xu, Bai Snake is kind-hearted and cured diseases and saved people. Why was that bastard Fahai pressed under the Leifeng Tower and never came out forever?"

"Yes, Xiaoxu, this ending is not good, let's change it!" a villager also spoke.

"Bai Suzhen floods Jinshan and drowns countless people in Hangzhou. They have violated the laws of heaven. Modifying the ending is also a violation of the laws of heaven, so the ending cannot be changed!" Chen Xu said while drinking herbal tea.

"Snake White is so pitiful, beautiful and charitable. How could he get this result? Xiaoxu, don't tell such a story again!" An aunt slowly stood up, wiped her tears and left with the bench.

"Wuwu, brother, can't White Snake really come out?" Xing'er couldn't stop crying, lying on Chen Jiang's legs and constantly wiping tears. Some children also cried loudly. Even some adult women began to rub their eyes, and even some big men looked up at the sky.

In this era where there is almost no entertainment, a little bit of emotion can make these villagers feel sad and happy. After listening to White Snake for four nights, they got a completely unacceptable ending.

"I will never listen to Brother Xiaoxu telling stories again!" A little girl stood up crying.

"Yes, if Brother Xiaoxu doesn't rescue White Lady, we will never play with him again!" More children shouted and stood up.

"Whatever you shout, go back to sleep!" Uncle Ma stood up and waved his hand, "It is like we violate the laws of the Great Qin Dynasty. Killing people will pay for their lives. Since ancient times, good people cannot kill people at will, right? Besides, it is just a story. Don't be too slow. Go back to bed early. The head of the pavilion will come down to collect the land tax tomorrow, and every household will get up early to prepare!"

Driven by Uncle Ma, the group of people left in groups of three or three sighs. It was obvious that both men, women, old and young were very dissatisfied with Chen Xu's ending, but they were helpless. I guess many people would not be able to sleep when they went back tonight.

Finally, I am pure, I hope I won’t come to listen to the story tomorrow!
Chapter completed!