Although the soil here in Xichuan is not good, the corn planted in yellow and orange tastes very fragrant.

Wheat is good, sorghum corn is just average.

Qiao Qingyu decided that in the future, wheat and millet will be the main source.

As for rice, don’t think about it, it is not feasible at the moment.

This year, Qiao Qingyu only planted a small part of the corn. The remaining corn seeds filled the gap in the space laboratory, and the others were sold to Xichuan Seed Breeding Center.

The contracted land was planted with three thousand acres of thousands of silk hemp.

This is a cash crop and has a strong ability to improve soil.

The paper mill in Xichuan collects as much as it does.

Qiao Qingyu is extremely busy.

After all these things are done, school will soon start. This year's New Year is early, and there will be a day when the dragon raises its head on February 2nd before school starts.

This is He Xiuyu's birthday.

The two have not met for more than a week.

Today is the first day of the second month, and Wang Laogen brought a clean and roasted pig head to Qiao Qingyu.

On the second day of the second lunar month, the people call this day a dragon raising its head. This day also symbolizes the return of spring to the earth and the revival of all things, but the food in different places is different.

There are spring cake noodles and beans here in Xichuan.

But what is unified in North City is to eat pork head meat.

Of course, Wang Laogen knew this custom in Beicheng, so he prepared a pig's head in advance.

Qiao Qingyu took it with a smile.

The three of them are all from the north, and He Xiuyu and He Xuerong also love to eat meat.

Qiao Qingyu has already thought of more than a dozen ways to make pork head meat.

He Xiuyu came back on the morning of February 2nd.

He has a stubble face and his hair is a little long.

He has been busy since he came back from the imperial capital, much busier than Qiao Qingyu.

Qiao Qingyu asked him to wash his face first.

He Xuerong had already put the wash water on her face, and the towel was next to her, and then she hurriedly went to burn the fire for Qiao Qingyu.

In just a few days, He Xuerong has learned to make rice porridge.

Qiao Qingyu didn't allow her to do this alone, but the child came to help while she was cooking.

It’s not because I’m afraid that Qiao Qingyu will send her back to the imperial capital, but simply because I feel that I can do more for adults one year older.

Qiao Qingyu started rolling noodles. It was still early winter. Although there was a few snowfalls here in Xichuan, the snow was still much smaller than the north.

So after the beginning of spring, the snow has basically melted almost.

The wind is very strong in spring. Although there is no sandstorm, the wind will still flutter into dust by rolling up the sand.

She didn't know where He Xiuyu had gone, but in short, she looked like she was vicissitudes of life.

At this time, the soup pot was already chubby, and Qiao Qingyu beat five poached eggs.

It was a little cold in early winter, so when it was made hot soup noodles, he also cleaned himself up when it was served in a bowl.

He Xuerong put a poached egg in He Xiuyu's bowl and said sweetly, "My uncle, happy birthday."

He Xiuyu smiled. This child is summer’s birthday, how many months will he have left.

He and Qiao Qingyu had thought about it, and then they would get an oven to bake her a birthday cake.

After dinner, Qiao Qingyu gave He Xiuyu a haircut. His skills were average but he could also see them.

Today is the day to shave the faucet, and Rongrong has symbolically cut her bangs.

She also sat there, asking He Xiuyu to cut her bangs slowly.

The roasted pig heads have been soaked in cold water and washed clean.

Then put it in a large pot and add seasonings, and simmer it.
Chapter completed!