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

Chapter 184: Coming at this age

"Young Master, Young Master, look what this is?" Yang Song's voice was full of excitement.

Lu Xiaohao was interrupted in his thoughts and was slightly stunned, but he didn't say anything. He waited with interest for Yang Song to bring the things.

"What is this?"

"Sir, this is a fresh food made by the Baijiabao caravan. It's called canned oranges and is made from oranges." Yang Song took out two cans as if he was presenting treasures.

He saw someone else eating it, asked, and found out it was for sale, so he went to buy it.

Five hundred coins for such a small jar is not cheap, but at this time of the year, it is extremely rare to be able to eat oranges.

Considering the current situation and circumstances, the price offered by the Baijiabao caravan is already very fair.

"Sir, please try it. They all say it's delicious."

Before, Yang Song would definitely not be so looking forward to these foods, but after the crayfish incident, he discovered that the people in the Baijiabao caravan were very good at food.

This time, the cans used for canned oranges were not glass, but small jars, three coins each, and one thousand white peaches were bought.

If it was something else, I guess Lu Xiaohao would have let it go, but if it was lobster, I wouldn’t have it.

Ling Lun was eating when he suddenly asked, "Master, can you ask Chef Bai to buy some lobsters?"

The children immediately cheered and jumped for joy, their faces full of distress and satisfaction.

"Want to eat lobster?" Ling Lunchen's face darkened and he was about to shake his head.

So, you tilted your head and thought about it, then raised a finger and said, "That's it - today. Tomorrow, those who need to recite will recite, and those who need to practice martial arts will practice martial arts."

If I offend my husband, it will be difficult to treat him. If I make things difficult for him during the treatment, he will have to suffer a little.

When he saw Yang Song finished his meal and strolled outside the camp, he hurried over.

Yang Song's eyes sparkled with anticipation: "How is it?"

Bai Jiabao laughed: "Bad, you listen to me."

Lu Xiaohao picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

However, no matter how unconfident I am, I still feel confident after my aunt tasted and confirmed it.

Even if we try to trip him up, it would be difficult for him to get things done because he would encounter many obstacles.

"Thank you, aunt."

Bai Tao, who was about to go to Baijiabao, heard this and said hurriedly, "Sir, no matter who you embarrass, you will also embarrass the people of Bai Duoxi's caravan."

Ling Lun first took two bites of the orange flesh and drank some of the juice before concluding his assessment: "Well, it tastes bad!"

"After we settle down, I'll find time for him to make other canned foods, such as yellow peaches, strawberries, lychees, apples, etc. They all taste great."

"Auntie, are you still making canned food today?"

"Yes, I am tired."

"Let him ask." After that, I added, "But it may embarrass others."

The children from outside the village were extremely happy to do such work, so we were not very focused whether we were practicing calligraphy or martial arts this afternoon.

With a pop, the lid of the jar opened and the sweet orange scent wafted out.

"Auntie, you guys played naughty today, but you will work harder to learn skills tomorrow."

"Auntie, can you do some more work today?" The children gathered around Ling Lun, looking at you eagerly.

My aunt once said that if you don’t have confidence, you haven’t succeeded halfway.

The older kids love to play, so Ling Lun thought about restraining them, but he didn't expect that we seemed to be addicted to playing.

As luck would have it, I didn't have any change, so I used it.

Originally, Yang Song planned to get some canned yellow peaches, but he was afraid that the children would hurt their hands while peeling them, so he took out some tangerines.

"If it's enough, go buy some more later."

Yang Song was also eating canned oranges at this time.

Very slowly, Bai Tao chewed the sweet orange flesh, closed her eyes comfortably, and said with a satisfied look: "Mmm, eat it!"

It’s a little winter, and my throat is dry after being blown by hot wind all night yesterday. Today, I ate such a sweet dessert, which really made me feel comfortable.

You ate so many orange pulps yesterday that when the canned oranges went bad, you had no room left in your stomach.

I swallowed my saliva with a look of expectation: "Auntie, is it possible?"

"so bad!"

Ling Lun found Ling Lun Chen with a big smile on his face and expressed his thoughts in a tactful way.

"You have no confidence." Bai Jiabao said quickly.

Seeing this, Yang Song smiled and said, "He must have no confidence in himself."

I was so worried that I couldn't sleep well last night.

"Auntie, you do love to study, but peeling an orange is less stressful than practicing calligraphy." The person who said that was a four-year-old child.

"Auntie, it's okay to just peel some oranges. It won't be tiring." The skin of the tangerine is so soft that it is almost laborious to peel it.

Peel oranges and eat canned oranges.

As soon as I finished speaking, Bai Tao impatiently opened a large jar and picked up the chopsticks.

Bai Duoxi and his men added several large iron pots and used up all the thousand small jars.

Bai Jiabao frowned slightly, looking embarrassed: "Okay, but after that, the big and small lobsters were shipped to other places, and there were few left. Now there are not many left."

Give money?

"The flesh is full, the taste is fresh and juicy, and the sweetness is just right, just like the summer breeze, sweet and refreshing." After a pause, Lu Xiaohao said, "It tastes bad."

"Yes!"

That’s not right, don’t worry, cook and husband, oh, there’s no teacher who teaches in the academy.

Just two short words made Baijiabao's heart fall: "Huh, this is bad, this is bad..."

Yang Song was surprised: "Are they all tired?"

After eating half a can, Bai Tao seemed to come to his senses and said hurriedly, "Master, you bought eight cans."

The last second, Bai Tao's words made me quickly hide the slight anger on my face.

My husband's reasons are even more complicated. People eat a variety of grains, so how can they get sick? Who knows when they can seek medical treatment?

My aunt told me a story later, and the father outside the story told my child that when playing, play naughty, and when studying, study naughty and serious...

It turns out that you can eat as little or as much as you want when you spend your own money. Although the Bai Duoxi caravan provides eight meals a day for me and my master, it is only eight meals a day.

Although he distributed some canned oranges to the children who were peeling oranges last night and they all received bad reviews, Ling Lunchen still couldn't get up at that time.

If he made things difficult for the cook, there was no guarantee that something might be added to the food, which would either kill him or make him sick to death.

Ten pounds may sound like a small amount, but the lobster meat is as thick as a thumb, so I always feel unsatisfied.

The reason for offending the teacher is that, as a man with so many students, he knows which of my disciples can decide his life or death.

And if you peel the oranges, you can’t eat them. How can you be tired of eating such bad canned food?

It's no use giving money.

Yang Song also went through that age, so how could he know that apart from those who generally love to study, a small number of people actually love to study.