"Okay, let's just make the stuffing of beans and cabbage. There's no need for us to chop the stuffing. Jiabao said there is a blender, but we didn't know about it last time."
"Tch, there are convenient electrical appliances, Jiabao didn't tell me earlier."
When Jiabao heard this, he immediately protested:
"Classmate Meng Hang didn't ask me. I don't know what you are going to do. There are many small kitchen utensils in the kitchen left by the students who stayed in the hotel before."
Su Qing stopped him. If Meng Hang wanted to continue teasing Jiabao,
"Okay! If you have time, you can tidy up the kitchen and see if there is anything else. It's time for us to go to class. Tomorrow and the day after are off. If we can make a deal with Uncle Yang, we might be able to go out."
"It's really, really good. I've always been holding it back at school. I've long wanted to go out for a walk."
The two got up, packed up their textbooks, opened the door and went out to class.
After school in the afternoon, Su Qing and Meng Hang hurriedly left the classroom. The other students had already become accustomed to them. They went back to the dormitory after school and did not communicate much with their classmates. They were really unsociable.
"Hey! You tell me how many points Su Qing and Meng Hang can get in the exam. Their foundation is definitely not good. The education level in remote areas is far worse than ours. I don't believe they can do better than me."
"That's right, no matter how talented someone from the mountains is, he must be lucky to be admitted to our school. Since I was in the junior class, my dad hired a tutor for me, and I was admitted."
"Not necessarily?" Some people disagreed.
"Both of them are from poor backgrounds and have no money. If they have low talent, our school will definitely not admit them."
"Yes, I have inside information. The head teacher, Mr. Zhou, gave up the sixth grade graduating class just for a genius student and insisted on teaching the first grade. Guess who is the genius in our class."
Several students looked at each other, could it be Meng Hang who was stupid? Why didn't they see that Meng Hang had outstanding talent?
Su Qing and Meng Hang didn't care about the discussions among their classmates.
The two of them just have a face-saving relationship with everyone. It is difficult for them to fit into the social circle of rich children. If you are struggling to get in, you might as well study hard to avoid being despised even more.
They have a good relationship with their classmates. Even Meng Hang, who is single-celled, knows that he laughs and laughs with everyone on the surface, but maintains the proper distance.
"Meng Hang, go pick the vegetables first. Hurry up. Uncle Yang must be here soon. Can the guard let him in? Do you want to pick him up at the door?"
"It's okay. You can come in. Many parents will come to pick up their children this weekend, and some will come all the way to visit their children. I've already inquired."
"Oh, all right."
Su Qing didn't know many things about the school as well as Meng Hang, because she was so unsociable, didn't get along well with anyone, and didn't like to talk.
The two of them were talking without delaying the work at hand. Su Qing was picking beans neatly, while Meng Hang was pulling cabbage.
The cabbage is their new plant. It has grown over a foot tall in just a few days. You can eat it at intervals, otherwise it will not grow well if they are all crowded together.
After picking two large baskets of vegetables, Su Qing called to Jiabao, "Jiabao, come and help wash the cabbage. Meng Hang and we will pick the beans and remove all the old silk."
"I know, but I still don't know how to pick beans?"
The two of them hurriedly picked beans, and Jiabao washed cabbage. Not to mention that the robot washed it cleaner and faster than humans.
Make a pot and boil water. First blanch the beans and cabbage, soak them in cold water, drain them, put them into a blender and grind them into fine pieces.
Su Qing controlled the time to avoid stirring too much. He put the crushed beans and cabbage in two basins. He also took out a piece of fresh meat, peeled it and cut it into pieces, put it into the machine, and crushed it into minced meat.
The minced meat was put in a separate basin, and Jiabao was ordered to clean the machine, dry it and put it away.
Su Qing began to mix the meat filling, adding oil, salt, spices, minced onion, ginger, and a little water, and began to stir vigorously.
Meng Hang has already made a large bowl of dough. Although Meng Hang is a boy, he has done all kinds of work at home and rarely makes dough.
But the two of them like to eat noodles. He has already mastered the skill of kneading noodles, which is better than Su Qinghe's. The main reason is that he is strong and can knead the dough vigorously.
"Qingqing, the noodles are ready. We can make dumplings in a while."
"Well, it just so happens that the meat filling needs to be savored."
The two of them walked out of the kitchen, sat on the sofa for a while, and started working when they came back, without even having time to drink a glass of water.
"Ding dong," the dormitory doorbell rang, and Meng Hang jumped up.
"Uncle Yang must be here. I'll open the door."
Su Qing stood up. When the door opened, it was Yang Wei who was standing at the door. When he saw them, he grinned.
"Hi, Meng Hang, Qingqing, how are you?"
"Uncle Yang, come in, come in, we've been waiting for you to come, make dumplings with us later."
Yang Wei asked inexplicably: "Ah, what dumplings are they?".
Su Qing got him a glass of water and put it on the table.
"A kind of food. Uncle Yang, you drink a glass of water first, and then you can have dinner with us. Meng Hang and I are ready. We just need to pack it."
"Ah, no, no, how can I let you two spend money? It's not easy for you to go to school,"
Yang Wei hurriedly waved his hand. The two children came from a poor family. How could he let them treat him to a meal?
"Uncle Yang, we don't buy food from outside. We cook it ourselves. The ingredients are made from vegetables we grow, stuffing, and dumplings wrapped in dough. However, the two of us haven't made them yet. We are waiting for you to come and help."
"That's right, Uncle Yang, just stay and have dinner with us. The two of us are quite lonely every day. It's better to eat with more people."
Meng Hang had a hint of loneliness on his face, which made Yang Wei feel tight.
He understood the situation that Meng Hang was in. Yang Wei had also experienced it. He was despised and isolated by the powerful children of the school, and could only associate with classmates of the same background.
Su Qing and Meng Hang come from remote mountainous areas, and they will be rejected by students. The poor children must be wronged to death when they encounter such a situation for the first time, especially Qingqing is still young and will not resist when bullied.
"Okay, I'll stay and have dinner with you. I'll tell my mother so they don't have to wait for me."
Yang Wei used a communicator to send a message to Zhao Mei, telling her that he would not go home for dinner.
Seeing Yang Wei's sudden change in attitude, Su Qing felt a little strange, as if it was because of what Meng Hang said.
oh! ! He must have misunderstood and thought they were being bullied, haha,
"That's right, Qingqing, what do you want from me?"
Yang Wei felt that the two children must have encountered difficulties, so he hurriedly asked:
Su Qing sat upright on the sofa and said seriously: "Uncle Yang, your major is pharmacy. Do you usually need a lot of herbal medicine to make medicinal liquids?"
"Yes what's the matter?"
Yang Wei couldn't understand what the little girl was going to say?
"Meng Hang and I grow and sell vegetables to earn living expenses, which is only enough for the two of us to eat. Prices in Mingyue City are really high, and many necessities have to be bought with money. I just want to grow elixirs and make more money.
I bought a lot of elixir seedlings from my seniors and planted them. Can you help me find a buyer? We didn’t know anyone and didn’t know how to sell it. "
"You can't grow elixirs, can you? Can you keep them alive? If you don't have enough energy, you can't refine the medicinal liquid."
"It should be no problem. I have chosen expensive elixirs, and several of them are growing very well."
Yang Wei was speechless. He didn't tell her clearly because he was afraid of hurting her self-esteem. The more expensive the spiritual grass, the harder it is to cultivate. Qingqing is not a psychic, so what if he grows it well?
He said kindly and comfortingly: "As long as the quality of the elixir is up to standard, people will buy it. Let me know if you can grow it well."
Su Qing stood up and walked towards the planting field, "Uncle Yang, come and take a look at the planting field. We didn't dare to plant more at the beginning, so we just chose ten plants."
Yang Wei was stunned, then walked over and asked: "Is it mature yet? How long have you raised it?"
"It's been a week, I bought it last Saturday, Uncle Yang, you see it's all here,"
Walking into the planting field, you can see at a glance that it is full of green and vibrant vegetables, lush and green, with fruits hanging among the branches and leaves.
