With a Door In Mind

I rode along the road for a while.

Seeing that there was no one nearby, he found a hidden place to enter the space.

At this time, the fish in the pond in the space are no longer boiling. Wanderers leisurely in the water.

He looked at the pond, and there were quite a few fish in it. Herring grass carp and the like. Some large ones are estimated to weigh ten or twenty pounds.

The existence of these big fish is probably because the current fishing technology is not good. There will be a lot of fish that slip through the net.

There are also many lobsters, crabs, loach, and eel.

And there are a few kings. Not a single turtle was found.

Looking at the small lake, he planted aquatic plants by the pool. Otherwise, the fish will starve to death.

He thought about it for a while, if you want to keep fish and shrimp well, spring water is indispensable.

I got some spring water and put it into the pond, and instantly the fish in the small pond started to boil again.

The pond, which had just settled a little, became cloudy again.

After a long time, the group of fish returned to calm.

Sprinkled some cornmeal into the pond, so this thing should be considered fodder. I don't know if it will kill the fish?

After this is done, it exits the space.

Riding the car back.

When I passed by the county supply and marketing cooperative, I thought that the aniseed I bought before was almost used up, so it was time to add some aniseed and oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Aniseed is more expensive now. However, he still bought a few more at one time. It won't be so troublesome anymore.

Under the strange eyes of the sales clerk, Jiang Xiaochuan took the spices out of the supply and marketing agency.

If it weren't for Jiang Xiaochuan being too small, others might think that this was the purchase of which cafeteria.

When we returned to the head of the village, it was already dusk.

He didn't go to the cafeteria.

He wasn't worried about Jiang Xiaohe, anyway, he was eating in the cafeteria. It's just not enough to eat.

Looking at the fields by the roadside. The wheat is close to maturity, and the autumn harvest is just a few days away.

Thinking of the spring water in the space, he hesitated for a while, should he add more space spring water.

Looking at the already formed wheat, he shook his head, it was too obvious.

Then, he thought of the sweet potatoes that were specially grown there.

He secretly came to the sweet potato field.

He glanced at it with his mind, and found that the sweet potatoes in the field were growing just fine.

Sweet potato is a relatively drought-tolerant crop, and it is also the main ration for rural people when they are short of food.

Putting it in the cellar or drying it into dried sweet potatoes is also easy to store, but if you eat too much, your stomach will become too acidic, which is very uncomfortable.

Sweet potatoes are generally harvested after other crops are harvested before the turn of sweet potatoes. So the harvest period is delayed by several days.

With a thought, a drop of water appeared in the air.

He still decided to give it a try to see if he could increase production.

If he was allowed to live in a place full of starvation, he couldn't stand it either.

Jiangtai Village does not occupy much land per capita, with a total of less than 1,000 mu. There is only 2 acres of land per capita.

About 100 acres of land are planted with sweet potatoes.

Walking along the sweet potato field, several drops were dripped from the root of each sweet potato.

Along the way, he allowed him to catch a few rabbits. A lot of mice were caught too, but they were all killed.

Fortunately, his mind has a wide range now. close to twenty meters. Otherwise, it will go on like this little by little, and I don't know when it will be.

That's it. I only got half of it when it got dark.

On the way, I encountered a villager who was patrolling, and was mistaken for stealing food.

After explaining it. Jiang Xiaochuan was driven away.

When he got home, he saw Jiang Xiaohe lying on his back and reading the villain's book.

Jiang Xiaochuan frowned: "Have you written your homework? Just reading the villain book here?"

Jiang Xiaohe is looking at the villain book attentively.

Hearing Jiang Xiaochuan's voice, he immediately woke up. Climbed off the bed. Said: "Brother, I finished my homework. If you don't believe me, check it."

After speaking, he went to open the book.

Jiang Xiaochuan glanced at him, then took the homework book.

Actually, there is not much homework, so much homework can be done in the first grade. It's just some new words and some simple addition and subtraction.

After a glance, he returned the book in his hand to him and said, "I can't read it for too long. Also, you are not allowed to lie in bed and read. Your eyes will be damaged."

Jiang Xiaohe touched his head and said with a smile, "Okay, I understand, brother."

Then he looked at the bicycle in the main room. Looking forward, he asked, "Brother, did you bring anything to eat? I'm hungry."

Jiang Xiaochuan thought that all the food in the village now is gruel, and it is strange if he can eat enough.

But there is no reason to take it out now. Can only give up.

But what did he think of. Evil smiled. : "If you have something to eat, I'll bring it to you."

After speaking, he took out two salted duck eggs from the space and pretended to take them out of the bag in the car.

Now as long as you go out by yourself, there is always a bag hanging on the car. I'm afraid I can't explain clearly when I want to take something.

In Jiang Xiaohe's expectant eyes, Jiang Xiaochuan handed him two salted duck eggs.

Seeing that it was a salted duck egg, Jiang Xiaohe immediately frowned. I can't eat this stuff without food.

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled: "Do you want it? I'll put it away if you don't."

Jiang Xiaohe touched his shriveled belly. Still took it.

Poured a glass of water and ate it.

Actually, Jiang Xiaochuan is a little hungry now, but he can't do it now.

When he was going to sleep at night, he went into the space to get more food and put it in the space. It's convenient to take out next time you want to eat.

Jiang Xiaohe took plain boiled water. After eating two salted duck eggs, he patted his stomach: "Brother, it's not that salty with water."

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled and shook his head. When this person is hungry, as long as he eats, it doesn't matter what he is.

At night, while Jiang Xiaohe fell asleep, he entered the space.

Looking at more than half of the sows in the still space, I thought of the braised pork head meat I ate in the provincial capital.

He decided to marinate the pig's head so that it can be eaten normally even when it is cold.

But before that, he had to padded his stomach.

So he thumped a watermelon and started to eat it.

Half a watermelon went down his stomach and burped when he ate it, so he started to get the pig's head.

After cutting off the pig's head with a hatchet~www.wuxiahere.com~ he frowned at the pig's hair on it.

It seems that it can only be burned with fire.

He set up a fire and threw the pig's head into the fire. It didn't take long for the smell of burning hair to come from the space.

After burning for several minutes, he made sure that all the hairs were burned, and then he started to deal with the pig's head.

After working for a long time, the pig's head was finally cleaned out.

Put up a big pot and start making a fire.

After putting in some soybean oil and heating it up, I took out some ginger, peppers, shallots and garlic cloves from the vegetables I planted before. Along with those spices bought. Stir fry in a water tank.

That's right, it's a water tank. Not so big pot...

After frying the aroma, I added some water and soy sauce, but this time I only added a little spring water, and the rest were well water prepared earlier.

I didn't have much sugar, so I kept it in case it was useful, so I got some honey instead.

Add some salt and start to simmer.

After a while, the smell of braised pork came from the air. It just feels that it is not as fragrant as the provincial capital, and it should be missing some special spices. Otherwise, how can people call it an old shop?

But it smells good too.

After cooking for almost an hour, I felt that it was almost the same. I cut a piece and put it in my mouth.

Still not bad, I added some firewood and cooked for half an hour.

After tasting it, it felt almost the same. This is the firewood.

Looking at the pork head meat in front of me, I thought if I would fry some peanuts and have a drink. That would probably be better.

Too bad it's too small. Just wait.

Wait until the pork head is cold. He cut some and started to eat.

The taste is still good. Mainly because he was willing to put spices. Compared with white water meat, can it be fragrant? Not to mention this is the era of rare meat spots.

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