✓I became an intergalactic boss by farming

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Chapter 37: Making Cakes

Chu Yan dragged them into the house one by one, causing the people outside to disperse.

Hearing that these people have been arguing since childhood, Mu Qiao is very suspicious of how they became friends.

It's dark, the meal hasn't been eaten, and then let them make a fuss about when they want to quarrel, Chu Yan let them stroke their fists to decide the order.

The large flour grinding machine made by Mu Qiao can automatically separate and store flour and wheat bran, and when the flour is milled, they can directly go to the notch to open the storage bin and fill the flour and wheat bran.

Mu Qiao inspected their wheat, and two people's wheat was substandard, it had not been cleaned at all, the noodles were grinded, and the machine was dirty.

Fortunately, I checked it before grinding the noodles, otherwise the polished noodles would not be eaten at all, and it would affect other people.

"Uncle Wang, our wheat has not been washed and cannot be poured into the machine, and Uncle Li's is too. Otherwise, the ground noodles cannot be eaten.

"What?!"

Lao Wang and Lao Li were dumbfounded, this and this... The wheat still has to be washed before it can be milled, they don't know.

"Go up, my wheat is clean, my daughter-in-law specially let me wash it before."

Lao Xu pushed the two of them aside and deliberately opened all the bags for Mu Qiao to examine more carefully.

Mu Qiao looked at it, it was indeed cleaned very clean, and grabbed a handful of wheat in his hand, which was quite dry.

Mu Qiao gave way and let Uncle Xu pour the wheat into the machine.

Lao Wang and Lao Li were a little frustrated, and dejectedly loaded the unloaded wheat into the car.

The machine ran quickly, and within minutes it was full of flour and wheat bran.

Lao Li and Lao Wang, two people who could not polish wheat tonight, watched with envy and jealousy as Lao Xu filled flour and wheat bran with joy, without meaning to help.

"I'm sorry, brother, our family is too diligent."

Lao Xu spoke so badly, smiled and finished squeezing the buddies, and loaded bags of treasures into the car with Lao Chu.

Uncle Xu grinds the wheat, and then the others.

By the time the other two had polished all the wheat in their respective cars, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

"Finish the meal, let's go after you eat."

Hearing that Chu Liang left them to eat, a few of them were not polite, and when they went home, they couldn't eat rice made of flour, and they didn't eat for nothing.

Chu Liang and Mu Qiao made egg porridge, fried a few meat dishes, accompanied by steamed buns and buns, and Mu Qiao and their pickled dried radishes before also took out.

The meal was simple, but they had never eaten it before, plus Chu Liang and Mu Qiao were good at craftsmanship, they snored and ate non-stop, it was simply delicious in the world.

Mu Qiao was worried that they would use all the wheat to eat, so he quietly spoke to Uncle Chu before the meal.

"By the way, don't forget to keep some wheat seeds. There are not enough seeds in the district this year, let's still have a variety of wheat. Chu