After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

Xia Yunyun was drooling with greed: "Big sister, what are you frying? It's delicious!"

"Qianqian, where did you learn this practice?" Qin Shi asked. The Xia family's diet is light, and chili peppers are rarely used. Now the smell of chili peppers in the house is quite greedy.

Xia Qianqian waved the spatula and said, "Fry any tofu to eat. When we have money, we can cut a piece of meat and buy two pieces of white tofu, and I will fry the authentic Mapo tofu for you!"

"Eldest sister is amazing! Not only can she burn tiles, she can also fry delicious food." Xia Yunyun jumped with joy, as if she could smell the aroma of meat.

Qin Shi felt strange in his heart. My own daughter was coddled and raised in Yangliu Village. She is a famous girl, but she is not good at cooking. How could she suddenly become so?

"Okay, it's time for dinner." Xia Qianqian put out the tofu, and then fry the cold rice leftover from the morning in the pot, and the dinner is done.

Simple and happy.

The mother and daughter each held a bowl of rice and gathered around the only dish on the table - tofu.

"anyone there?"

At this moment, a man's voice came from outside the door, which was very familiar.

"Who is it?" Xia Qianqian got up and looked, it was actually Qingtong.

"Miss Xia, is your family having dinner?" Qingtong asked embarrassedly with a shy smile.

Xia Qianqian nodded: "Is something wrong?"

"Well, I passed by here, I'm so hungry, I want to borrow a bowl of rice from your house." Qingtong was even more embarrassed.

Xia Qianqian's eyes twitched.

The landlord's servant's food and clothing expenses are much better than her family's, so he even came to borrow food?

"Miss Xia, last time your family had a conflict, I came to support it." Qingtong said.

Xia Qianqian couldn't refuse him immediately. Last time when old man Xia and others came to make trouble, it was indeed the appearance of Qingtong that changed the situation. However, she only has three bowls of rice at home...

"Oh, my stomach pain is going to happen again..." Qingtong said in pain, clutching his stomach.

"Come in!" Xia Qianqian stared at him depressedly, so she had to let him eat her dinner.

Qingtong's eyes lit up, and his stomach stopped hurting immediately: "I won't go in, please take out Miss Xia."

"Really." Xia Qianqian turned around, picked up her rice bowl, and took some tofu to send to Qingtong.

"Thank you, Miss Xia, you are such a good person." Qingtong was about to leave with a meal.

Xia Qianqian asked strangely, "Where are you going? Just eat here!"

"I have to go back home and eat while I'm on the road, and another day, the girl will bring the bowl back."

Qingtong drove the carriage away, Xia Qianqian patted her stomach, but unfortunately, she didn't eat a single bite of the tofu tonight!

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Qingtong quickly drove the carriage away from Yangliu Village, and when he left the village, he asked the people in the car, "Master, can we go slower now?"

"En." Gu Changsheng sat in the carriage...Eating!

What he ate was the bowl of rice that Xia Qianqian gave to Qingtong. Qingtong looked back at the carriage, and couldn't understand why the young master wanted to grab Miss Xia's meal. Isn't the food from the landlord's house delicious?

Gu Changsheng ate slowly and bit by bit. The quality of the rice is not very good, a bit rough. Fried tofu was okay, but the minced meat and oyster sauce were missing. Most importantly...not good at cooking!

"Master, is it delicious?" Qingtong asked curiously.

"Delicious." Gu Changsheng said. Although it was not as delicious as his fried dishes, this was the first time he had eaten food made by Xia Qianqian. The satisfaction in my heart is indescribable in words.