"Boil water in Xiaozhu, cook some noodles first to fill your stomach, I can't hold on anymore!"

Zhao Qi stood up to knead the dough, while Xiao Zhu quickly went to boil water. The old woman didn't have any idle helping her go around the cave to find a handful of wild onions.

Soon the noodles were mixed and the water boiled. Zhao Qi also pulled them into large and small doughs and threw them into the pot and cooked them.

While cooking the noodles, Zhao Qi cut a small piece from the pork and cut it into sauce. After the noodles were cooked, they set up an iron pot and fry the sauce. Although there was no ginger, garlic, pepper and sauce, the strong meat aroma still spread throughout the cave. The seduced old man Liu was too lazy to work, so he threw down his tools and ran in to see Zhao Qi cook.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect Brother Qi to cook. I haven't heard of it before!" Old Man Liu hunched his back and grabbed the sparse white beard with a look of surprise.

"Master Liu hasn't eaten the sauerkraut soup cake?" Zhao Qi changed the topic.

"I have naturally eaten soup cakes, and there are also those with sauce. But when did Brother Qi'er be crazy before and still knows how to cook? This mountain god is so powerful!" The old man shook his head.

"You said it was the mountain god who appeared. How could I know? I suddenly thought of doing this when I was hungry..."

Zhao Qi knew that these things were difficult to explain, and there would be more difficult things to explain in him in the future. Since people in this era liked to link their time travel with the appearance of the mountain god, they could only go with the flow. As for whether it was good or bad, it was impossible to take care of it at the moment. After all, a time traveler hundreds of years later could not live as ordinary as an ordinary mountain farmer in this era.

With the mountain god appearing as an excuse, many things, even if they are incredible, are ultimately an excuse that people can accept.

Even if it is spread, the incense in the mountain temple may become popular in the end. Parents with mentally retarded children may travel thousands of miles to send fools over to make a lot of money. As for whether they can be better, it depends on the will of God.

Add four pottery bowls, add half a bowl of noodle soup, take some noodles, then pour a spoonful of fragrant lard sauce, and sprinkle a handful of chopped chopped scallions. In less than half an hour, the hot and fragrant sauerkraut was prepared.

"Uncle Liu try it!" Zhao Qi handed one of the bowls to Old Man Liu, and the second bowl to Old Mrs. Su, leaving two bowls and Xiaozhu, one bowl for each person, and then four of them sat next to the earthen stove and ate.

"The pork sauce is much delicious, and there is oil and meat, so it can help you get hungry!" Old Mrs. Su nodded while eating.

"The soup cake made by Brother Qi is delicious, fragrant and soft. The old man has bad teeth and is too lazy to cook alone on weekdays. He always cooks some rice for several days!" Old Man Liu smiled with his eyes.

"In such a hot day, you won't be afraid of being rotten after a few days!" Since Zhao Qi woke up, Old Lady Su felt that her temper had improved and she talked a lot more.

"What's the solution? I'm alone. Although I have a lot of rice, noodles, and I'm not here anymore. I'm too lazy to do it. When I die, I'll dig a hole and bury it, I won't have to eat, drink, defecate, and waste food!" Old Man Liu said with an open-minded smile.

"Master Liu and Manager Liu are our own family?" Zhao Qi remembered the fact that Manager Liu called Mr. Liu's seventeenth uncle at the beginning.

"Well, our Liu family moved from Cizhou a hundred years ago. It has been six or seven generations here. Now it is a big surname in Yanggong Town. My family and I have been separated by five generations. However, the Yizhuang takes care of our lonely tribes, so we also distribute some rice, flour, grain and oil every year, so we can barely eat and wear and warm, cough cough cough cough cough..."

Old Man Liu seemed to be choked when he was talking and started coughing hard.

"Master Liu, eat slowly!" Xiaozhu quickly put down the bowl and patted the old man Liu's back.

"Cough cough cough cough cough... It's useless to eat slowly. It's an old problem. I'm fumigated by the kiln fire. If I hadn't been breathless, I would have to die in the kiln!" Old Man Liu slowly calmed down and shook his head and said.

"Master Liu turned out to be a kiln worker. Is the kiln we live in from your Liu family?" Zhao Qi asked curiously.

"No, our Liu family's kiln is a porcelain kiln. This is a brick and tile kiln. It's different. The porcelain kiln is very hot. It's been a lot of smoked for decades. Old man, I'm lucky. Many kiln workers have had lung disease at a young age!" Old man Liu sighed a lot and slowly finished a bowl of bed noodles. He even drank the soup before putting down the pottery bowl and wiping his mouth to go out to continue working.

After a bowl of noodles, Zhao Qi felt that his restless stomach and intestines finally calmed down, and he continued to chop bamboo with an axe.

Time flies, half a day passes, and it is time for the sun to set again.

After a long time, Zhao Qi cut down hundreds of bamboos, and his arms were so tired that he could hardly lift them up. Although Old Man Liu was not healthy and kept coughing while working, he slowly sawed all the bamboos, and piled up a lot of long and short bamboos in front of the broken kiln, which was quite spectacular.

"Brother Qi is good. He is not lazy in his work. The bamboo is almost enough. Saw a few more trees tomorrow and putting up the racks will be quickly. It will be completed in three to five days at most. Cough cough cough cough cough..." Old man Liu looked at Zhao Qi who was sweating all over and couldn't help but smile and praise him.

Zhao Qi smiled helplessly.

If the family hadn't been so poor that they were like a dog, who would have been so tired?

It’s nothing to be a big man, it’s harder or more tired. You can’t let an old lady and a little girl sleep like you. The whole family will not be too face-saving after all.

Now that I don’t have money to build a new house, I have to sleep in a good place.

Moreover, Zhao Qi also discovered that living in this tiled kiln is nothing bad. It feels much better than that of a thatched hut. As long as you handle the place to sleep well, and then cover the panoramic skylight on the top of the kiln with a shed. This place is the best place to shelter from wind and rain.

There will be storms on the beach in summer. Living in a kiln is much more stable than living in thatched huts, but it just doesn’t look good.

What's more, as Old Mrs. Su said, Fan Zhongyan has lived in a cave, and living in a cave by himself is not considered a loss.

"Xiaozhu, go to A Lian's house next door to see if there is any soy sauce. Borrow some of them back. By the way, borrow some ginger and pepper. If there are garlic seedlings, pick up a few of them back!"

Zhao Qi drank water and washed his face and rested for a while before preparing to cook dinner.

Manager Liu gave a piece of pork, about four or five kilograms. Although he didn't know the price of pork at the moment, meat was always a relatively expensive food in ancient times. Generally, poor families can't eat it a few times a year. Even for families with better conditions, eating meat is a very long-faced thing. Which man from a man who comes home after finishing his work and takes a long-lasting pork in his hand will definitely be envied by his neighbors. The hostess who greet him will be full of joy and the child will be even saliva.

Especially when cooking, the smell of meat wafts out, and the children next door are about to cry.

Before Zhao Qi traveled through time, he was considered a post-90s generation. Although China had already started running and economically soared at that time, his family was not able to afford meat every day. He killed a pig every year, and the pork sausage was smoked on the beams. His mother would only make it when guests came. He ate even less fresh meat and could not eat it several times a year.
Chapter completed!