Five-year-old cute baby: traveled back to ancient times and became a grandmother

Chapter 162: Starvation

Ginger milk is not difficult to make, but there are more than 200 people in Taohua Village. Even if everyone has a bowl, it is still a big project.

In the mall, ginger was sold at two coins per pound. Bai Tao bought two hundred pounds at once and gave half of it to Bai Duoxi.

The other ingredient is even simpler, fresh milk.

A bucket costs eighty coins. She took out five buckets. Not to mention one bowl per person, even three bowls per person would be enough.

Bai Tao didn't worry about the fresh milk being wasted. With Bai Duoxi around, he would think about making other food.

Bai Duoxi is indeed talented. Bai Tao only described it once and he was able to make it after thinking about it.

After tasting it, Bai Tao praised: "Not bad, this is the taste."

“It’s better than anything I’ve ever had.”

This made Bai Duoxi's heart skip a beat. Has my aunt ever eaten food made by others?!

Those people really did everything they could to steal our aunt away.

"Correct!"

The bad thing is that she knows whether anyone succeeded or not. The mother-in-law feels bad inside: "Bah, you said it a long time ago. We are not as bad as we say."

Ding Feng nodded: "Miss Bai is our aunt, and her generation is very low."

"..."

As soon as they heard about the new product that Baijiabao had developed, the villagers lined up with their bowls, but no one talked about the entrance to the camp, which showed that Bai Xiaoshan had not yet fully notified everyone.

"This young master, you said you hate boys, is it true or false?"

Zhou Yang: "Yes, the boss of the Bai Duoxi caravan is a boy. You are the one who makes all the decisions about the caravan, big or small."

"If a man doesn't have a son, who wants to be without a son? If a man doesn't have a son, who wants to be without a son? Everyone wants to have both a son and a son."

In Taohua Village, everyone was feeling depressed after eating a bowl of ginger milk. Bai Tao was determined for a long time, but finally spoke.

"Yeah." Lu Xiaohao: "It seems that the Bai Duoxi caravan is not a group of people who attach great importance to clan bloodline."

"This is made with bad young man's fresh milk."

Zhou Qing: "If they really don't have this ambition, when the caravan is short of workers, they shouldn't come along. If they do, you should be the first one to look down on them!"

After cooking, add a little oil, or stew it in a pot. This is the concept of stir-frying. So Yang Song thinks it is really amazing that Baijiabao, which has never been exposed to stir-frying, can make delicious meals.

It was difficult for me to come up with this bad business, but those people actually followed suit. They were so shameless that the old woman spat a few times in anger.

"Sir, tell me, since the Ding Fengying caravan values ​​boys so much, why did they accept these boys?"

We looked at each other awkwardly, pouted our lips, and dared not say another word.

What's more, the people in Taohua Village always talk about what's going on with your aunt, so it was strange for those who fled along the way to know that the person who made the decision for Bai Duoxi's caravan was Ding Feng.

Hearing this, Ding Fengying smiled so hard that two wrinkles appeared on her face. I said, "Aunt, can you make some fried milk and milk cakes with the remaining milk?"

Bai Tao shook her head: "That's true. But how can the royal family be compared with the common people's homes?"

"They are incompetent. They should not exchange supplies with the caravan. They should not follow the caravan."

At the same time, the mother-in-law wanted to take her grandson away at first, but she soon found out that there was no one else to take the child to find the Bai Duoxi caravan.

I also heard that there have been seven daughters in Bai Xiao's family, and one was born yesterday.

"It's delicious."

Bai Duoxi smiled shyly: "Auntie, as long as you like the food we cook and don't mind us being stupid, that's all that's fine."

Bai Tao: "Go quickly and let everyone have a taste of your cooking skills."

"He should just shut up. He's so young, he should be more kind-hearted."

"What difference does it make when blood is important?" Lu Xiaohao continued, "Everyone in Ding Fengying's caravan has the surname Bai, so he also knows what Miss Bai's identity is."

Ding Feng nodded hurriedly and agreed: "Yes, people in the world are always greedy, they want that and they want that too." Also think about it, where is the best of both worlds.

Although it was just a guess, Lu Xiaohao didn't think that Sisi was far from ten, and the people in Bai Duoxi's caravan were not a tribe living in a remote corner.

During those two days, the old woman had no time to talk about all kinds of good and bad things about Bai Duoxi's caravan everywhere.

"Are their children golden gooses? Do they know whether they can adopt good or bad people? If they want to adopt a child, will they choose a child from the same village? Or will they choose from outside the clan family?"

"What's so stupid? They are so powerful!" Yang Song had never eaten imperial food. He said it was bad because the food in Jin State was usually boiled in water.

"What do you mean boys are precious? Ha, girls will get married sooner or later. Married men are like spilled water. They are not worth losing money. Only men without children will stay away from home forever..."

"Feed your own children. If you do, the whole family will starve to death. It's really bad to have a family in chaos on the road to hell. Stop being bad!"

Lu Xiaohao thought about it for a moment and said, "It should be true."

I already have eight grandchildren, so it's strange to want a grandson.

Although Yang Song often walked around inside, he would get on and off the carriage or sit in a sedan chair, mostly to avoid being seen by others.

When Bai Tao heard that, she immediately understood.

The people in Taohua Village are too lazy to pay attention to you, but the old woman's actions have not been ignored.

"Same here, no..."

“Isn’t that milk cake?”

We are extremely hostile to people like that, so how could we adopt their children?

This won’t do. I have to work harder and make my aunt like the food they cook. If I do that, no matter what food others give her, it will be useless.

"Speaking of which, the skills of the people you taught have also improved. You have worked hard these days, and I will credit you for your contribution."

Zhou Qing: "That's wrong. How the caravan handles things has nothing to do with them. They are cold-eyed because of their own ability."

"Bad." How could Yang Song agree if there was nothing to eat?

When they heard the Zhou family say that, those who were indignant with the mother-in-law immediately blushed.

"Hasn't he seen any dynasty where the royal family chooses a woman from the family of a minor official or an ordinary person?"

I’m afraid that the people from Ding Fengying’s caravan will find out. Not to mention exchanging supplies, we will be asked to follow the caravan. If we encounter bandits along the way again, we’ll be in trouble.

When the old woman came to my house and talked to me again, Zhou Yang got angry and started arguing with you.

"Why should the caravan take in their children? He has no nerve to ask for one tael of silver a month. Is the city wall thicker than him?"

Lu Xiaohao glanced at me and said, "Throughout the generations, even if there were no offspring and an heir was needed, the royal family would only choose someone from outside the clan."

"They have done it themselves, and they are yelling here with their lips touching each other."

"That's good." Bai Duoxi smiled happily and said obediently: "Then Auntie, I will make some more so that everyone can have a taste?"

"Aren't boys precious outside the caravan? What's wrong? What's wrong with them?"