Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

   Chapter 301 Touched to death

   Then Xue Sihu was naturally busier and more tired.

   Fortunately, it was only during the afternoon that I was tired, otherwise Jiang Yue and Xue Yan would be worried, and even Xue Sihu himself was worried that he would not be able to last.

   These days went on like this for three days, and finally, it was time to go to the blacksmith's latte.

   On this day, Xue Sihu was still busy setting up the awning and preparing to do business. Xue Yan led Jiang Yue to Xue Sihu again.

   "Fourth brother, let's go get something."

   "Take something? What is it?" Xue Sihu was puzzled.

   "You'll know when you see it." Xue Yan didn't say it directly.

   "Okay, okay, then come back soon."

"Um."

   Then, Xue Yan, the big kid, took the little kid Jiang Yue to go.

   The blacksmith also kept his promise, saying that he could take it after three days. Xue Yan took an iron plate first and took a closer look with Jiang Yue.

   The scale and style are the same as what he drew. It should be just right on their donkey, and the four round holes are indeed the size of the bottom of the casserole.

   Seeing that the blacksmith also sells a stove for iron bags, just like the one his fourth brother bought, Xue Yan and Jiang Yue simply bought another stove here.

   The blacksmith saw that they were two children, and was afraid that they could not hold the stove, so he asked if their house was far away, and if it was not far, he could help bring it to their house.

  Xue Yan said, "It's not too far, go around here, and the end of the street is right there. My family is setting up a stall there, and I need to use this stove."

   "Then it's not far, come, I'll send it to you." Said, the blacksmith pulled over a single-wheeled wooden cart, loaded the stove onto the wooden cart, and sent it to them.

   When Xue Yan and Jiang Yue brought the blacksmith to the booth, Xue Sihu was delighted: "I'm going, what are you getting?"

  Jiang Yue said: "I bought another stove, and let the uncle blacksmith make two pieces of this board."

Xue Sihu was not in a hurry to ask what the iron plate with four holes was for, but hurriedly worked with the blacksmith to remove the stove and the two iron plates from the wooden cart. Xue Sihu stared at the blacksmith until he sent the blacksmith away. The two iron plates looked straight at him and asked his two precious children, "What is this for?"

  Xue Yan looked at Jiang Yue and asked Jiang Yue to speak.

  Jiang Yue said: "This can be placed on the stove, these four holes can be placed in a casserole, and four bowls of different rice noodles can be cooked at the same time without being so tired."

   When Xue Sihu heard this, he was moved to death, but also died of happiness, "It's our family Yuebao and Xiaoyan who know they are distressed, wait, fourth brother will go buy a casserole."

   After touching the heads of his two precious children, Xue Sihu really went to buy a casserole immediately.

   He is not stupid and knows how big a casserole should be.

   Fortunately, it is not far away, and he will be back soon.

  Jiang Yue and Xue Yan, you look at me, I look at you, and finally have a thing on your mind.

After their fourth brother bought the casserole, Jiang Yue and Xue Yan helped to wash the casserole. Their fourth brother bought eight normal sea bowl-sized casserole. Two stoves, two iron plates like that, might be useful.

   If you really use it, it must be much easier.

   After the casserole was cleaned, it was noon.

  I have been drinking for the past few days. Even if I don’t go to the front fork and shout, some people will come to eat rice noodles. Many people know that there are rice noodles here.

   But Jiang Yue and Xue Yan went over to shout today as usual, not only to let more people know about their Xueji rice noodles, but also to let more people eat their rice noodles.

   (end of this chapter)