It’s better to be strong. If Bian Pingling had been in her previous life, she would never dare to cause such suffering. Unexpectedly, she would become a strong man in this life and would do whatever she wanted.

A bag of dried sweet potato slices was reduced, and in a short while she ground them all into powder.

Li Simei looked at the sweet potato powder that she had not ground, and was a little depressed: "Sister-in-law, I think I'm useless."

"Where is useless? I'll give you a job, and you will definitely feel useful later. Go find a few thicker bamboos," Bian Pingling gestured, "A piece of the barrel should be longer and the width should be enough. I'll pick a few more pieces of wood. In addition to bamboo, find another piece of wood, which can be smaller than the bamboo barrel, but also the kind that can be put in and cannot have too many gaps. If you really can't find a suitable one, it's okay to have a bigger wood."

Li Simei didn't ask her sister-in-law what she wanted to do, but just told her not to get tired of herself, so she turned around and went to the yard.

Although there are no adults in their family, the second and third brothers are very diligent and often come back to collect firewood.

In addition, the third brother knows how to order woodworking work, and sometimes he makes bamboo bowls, bamboo chopsticks, bamboo tubes and other materials for them. Many of the ingredients are ready-made. There are also their rice spoons and chopping boards made by the third brother himself.

The third brother always felt that his skills were not very good and he did it roughly, but Li Simei felt that the third brother did not take care of his master, so he looked at all the carpentry work, and then went home to think about it himself. After thinking about it successfully, what is this called talent?

Her third brother is amazing!

When she found what Bian Pingling wanted, Bian Pingling also grinded half of the potato powder.

"Let it be there first, wait for your third brother to come back to process it. Now let's do something else." Bian Pingling picked up the sweet potato powder and asked Li Simei to bring a basin and put most of the basin.

Li Simei felt distressed at first sight: "Sister-in-law, isn't this too much?"

"Not much. There are many people in the family, so I can't finish a meal in one meal, and there is still another meal."

When she arrived at the kitchen, Bian Pingling asked Li Simei to wash a few dried mushrooms. While she turned around, she stole some milk powder and salt and beat several eggs into the basin.

When Li Simei saw this, she was anxious: "Sister-in-law, why have you beat eggs again? Didn't you agree that this is for you and your nephew to eat?"

"It's okay, this is just eating sweet potato flour. It won't taste good if you don't put eggs. I've put them all in, you can't let them go, right? That's a waste. Okay, come here and do your business. I'll tell you how to make them. After grinding the flour for a long time, my arms were sore." Bian Pingling quickly diverted her attention.

Li Simei was eager to come by herself, for fear that her sister-in-law would put things around while she was not paying attention.

"Pour some water in, this is too thin."

Li Simei added water to it, and Bian Pingling picked up some vegetables and put them in it.

As they were almost the same, they asked Li Simei to burn the fire and wipe it with a piece of animal skin in the pot.

"We have not made the tools yet, so we have to make it simpler. The sweet potato powder is like making a cake. It must be put into the pot and fryed. Only after it is fryed, it will be like a cake, and then cut it into strips."

The stove was burning. After the pot was burned, Bian Pingling asked her to take a spoon and scoop the granulated starch into the pot.

"Sizi..."

Just after putting it in the pot, the sweet potato cakes were forming and still making a sizzling sound.

Li Simei smelled a scent: "Sister-in-law, that's all?" She couldn't believe it. She didn't mean that she was making flour, why was it similar to cakes?

When the cake in the pot was formed, Bian Pingling reminded her to turn it over and hot it.

After the two sides were almost the same, she asked her to put the pot and fry the next one.

Li Wu, Li Liumei, Li Qi, Liu Cuihua came back from the mountain and picked wild vegetables and the like. As soon as she entered the yard, she smelled the fragrance. The fragrance was a little different from the past.

"Sister-in-law is making delicious food again?" Li Liumei quickly carried the basket to the kitchen.

Others followed.

"Sister-in-law, why are you getting up? Didn't you say you have a little nephew? If you have a little nephew, you should have a little rest." Li Wu said.

"No, I didn't do it. This time, your fourth sister is doing it. I'll talk to you next to you." Seeing that they were back, Bian Pingling asked them to put down their things, wash their hands and set the table, and have a good meal later.

Li Liumei leaned over to look at the things on the stove: "Sister-in-law, what is that? Is that cake? But is this cake too big?"

Li Simei smiled and said, "It's not a cake. My sister-in-law said it's sweet potato powder. I'm almost done with hot. Then cut it into strips and then put it in the pot to cook. Wash your hands and arrange for someone to go to the door to see when the second brother and the others will come back. As soon as they come back, we will put it in the pot to cook the powder."

"Pink? What is that?"

"My sister-in-law said it's the same as cooking noodles, but the taste is different. I'm almost ready. You'll know as soon as you eat it, it's delicious anyway."

"It's delicious."

Li Liumei washed her hands and took Liu Cuihua to accompany her to the gate of the yard.

From afar, they saw figures at the intersection.

"Second brother, second brother, here..." Li Liumei recognized who was here and waved happily.

"Why did you come out?" Li Er, Li San, Liu Kang and others were carrying things on their backs.

"Sister Four asked us to come out to welcome you. Today I made delicious food, a new food. What's the name?"

Liu Cuihua added next to it: "Pink."

As the family's food increases, the treatment Liu Cuihua has gradually improved. At least she has received as much food as everyone else.

Unlike before, because everyone can't fill her stomach, she is a foreign surname, a girl, and is young, and she always gets the least amount.

Liu Cuihua is easy to satisfy, as long as she can fill her stomach, it is enough.

Because it is easy to be satisfied, there are not many complaints or injustice. Everyone is a little nicer to her and she is also happy. As soon as she becomes happy, she is a little more courageous and dares to answer Li Liumei's words.

Li Liumei was in a good mood after she was full, and she would not care about such things. In the past, she was mainly because she didn’t eat much at home and couldn’t even eat enough. As a result, her elder brother had to raise an outsider, which made her feel unhappy.

"Yes, it's just fans. Second brother, third brother, Liu Kang, come in quickly."

The whole family entered the yard and put the basket down in the main hall.

"Sister-in-law, fourth sister, second brother, third brother and others are all back, and Brother Liu Kang." Li Liumei shouted.

"I understand." Li Simei responded and put the scalded powder into the basket.

When I was still flour, I didn’t look much, so I only added half a basin after adding water, but after blanching it into powder, both baskets were filled.

Li Simei was very happy to see it. She could eat one meal in one basket and two baskets. She felt that she had a lot more.

In another pot, the potatoes, vegetables and half a chicken soup cooked by Bian Pingling were also cooked. The strong fragrance spread out, making people saliva.

"Add some more water, once the water boils, cut into strips of flour and throw it down, then boil it and you can eat it."

Li Simei did as she did.

I thought I could only eat one meal in a basket, but after adding other things, I didn’t put one third of the basket, and the pot was full in one mouthful.

It was cooking here, and Ping Ling asked Li Liumei and Liu Cuihua to find a dustpan to dry the fried powder and dry the heat in the yard.
Chapter completed!