In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

"Generally, wild boars weigh at least several dozen kilograms. I am amazed that she brought it here like this." Sun Xiangqian was also stunned.

Just because Shen Mo still thought about him, Lu Qingyang felt that the food he sent out was not in vain.

Lu Qingyang's eyes fell on the wild boar meat in front of him. The taste of this wild boar is completely different from that of domestic pigs, and the meat is firmer.

Maybe it is not as delicate as domestic pigs in taste, but in this time of scarcity, being able to eat wild boar meat is a rare luxury.

He raised the knife and shaved off a piece of ribs accurately. He had already planned the remaining meat in his mind.

The weather is cold, so it is not a problem to store it for a few days. The rest can be pickled and stored for a longer time.

Zhou Jianshe rubbed his hands, "The weather is getting colder and colder. You have to be more careful. In previous years, the temperature would drop significantly at this time. Wear more cotton-padded jackets and don't freeze yourself."

Sun Xiangqian added a few firewood to the kang, then sat on the warm kang edge and said with a smile: "Qingyang, if you have a stove in your room, it will be much more convenient. When the sun comes out one day, I will build one for you, how about it?"

When Lu Qingyang heard this, his eyes lit up, "You can also build a stove?"

"Hey, this is a piece of cake! I just don't have enough bricks." Sun Xiangqian patted his thigh, looking confident.

"I'm going to the town to buy tiles in a few days, and I'll see if there are any bricks and buy them back."

"What are we going to eat today?" Sun Xiangqian looked at him eagerly.

Lu Qingyang laughed secretly in his heart, thinking that he had become a "keeper".

Fortunately, these guys are all diligent and never hesitate to lend a hand.

"Come on, let's have some pork ribs and potatoes! Those internal organs are too troublesome to handle."

His words seemed to have made the tempting aroma linger in the noses of the two people.

But they were not freeloaders. Zhou Jianshe took a few pieces of scrap wood and prepared to make a wooden table for Lu Qingyang.

And Sun Xiangqian also lit the stove quickly.

Lu Qingyang washed the potatoes, cut them into pieces, and cut the pork ribs.

He first stir-fried ginger and green onions in an oil pan, then added the pork ribs until a mouth-watering fragrance filled the air.

Then, he poured in clean water and let the pork ribs slowly stew over a low fire.

He also brought back a bottle of soybean paste from the city, and put some in the pot later.

In the corner, there were two cabbages that Shen Mo had sent before.

Wash the cabbage, cut it and pour it into the pot to stew together.

Soon, an alluring aroma of meat, vegetables and sauce rose up and filled the whole hut.

On the other side, the roof was still dripping with rain. Everyone sat around, their eyes fixed on the pot that was bubbling and steaming, looking forward to the moment when the ribs were stewed to tenderness.

Lu Qingyang poured out some flour and planned to roll noodles. When he had eaten almost enough, he would add it to the noodles so that they would be tasty.

The most important thing in life is eating and drinking, and everything else can be compromised.

Although the conditions were a bit simple, the food was not simple at all.

Finally, the ribs were stewed to the right temperature, the meat was tender, and the aroma was overflowing, which attracted the three people to reach for their chopsticks and taste it impatiently.

Even the potatoes and cabbage stewed together were full of gravy, and the taste was mellow and memorable.

"Qingyang, to be honest, you should be a chef in a state-owned restaurant. The food you cook is so delicious."

"You are flattering me."

Being a chef in a state-owned restaurant is a lucrative job that everyone aspires to.

He couldn't help but think of his life before he traveled through the book. His parents ran a small restaurant, and he had been in that small kitchen since he was a child, and he knew a thing or two about cooking.

They relied on the small restaurant to make money to support his studies.

It's a pity that he has studied hard for decades, and he has just traveled here not long after working. I don't know if they will be heartbroken.

Thinking of this, Lu Qingyang himself felt very uncomfortable, and he didn't know if he would have a chance to go back.

After they packed up and left, Lu Qingyang began to pickle the wild boar meat.

The pickled meat can be preserved longer.

He was also waiting for Shen Mo to come.

Sure enough, after a while, the figure came, still wet, just as he left just now, and now he is still the same way.

She squatted at the door and refused to go in.

"My grandpa said that you can't just go into other people's houses."

It's good to have this awareness, but ordinary people can't get close to her.

Lu Qingyang squatted down and patiently explained to her: "I cook for you, we should be friends, right?"

Shen Mo's eyes flashed with a trace of thought, and then nodded slightly,"Yeah, kind of."

"If we are friends, we won't hurt you. Come here! Let's eat here today and go back. Pack the rest and take it to your grandpa."

Shen Mo sniffed the fragrance in the house. She couldn't resist the temptation of wild boar ribs stewed with potatoes. She stepped over the threshold involuntarily.

As soon as she entered the door, she looked up and saw three leaking holes.

"Lu Qingyang, why is your house even more broken than mine?" She couldn't help but frowned.

"Oh, I'll fix it up in a few days."

Lu Qingyang didn't care about these. He took her a bowl and put some potatoes, ribs and noodles.

Shen Mo stared at the bowl and was immediately attracted by all her attention.

When Lu Qingyang glanced at the tattered and rain-soaked cotton jacket on her, he felt a headache again.

Suddenly remembered the clothes that the original owner had bought for Tang Li before, but hadn't had time to give them to her.

Now all of them are stuffed into the space by himself. Shen Mo should be able to wear them. It may be a little big, but it shouldn't matter if she makes do.

Shen Mo picked up the chopsticks and began to eat up the food.

While she was immersed in the food, Lu Qingyang went to the inner room and took out a set of clothes from the space.

Shen Mo was not satisfied with just the bowl, so she simply picked up the whole pot and ate the noodles in the steam.

"Delicious."

She ate with a happy face, raised her head, and even her mouth was covered with soup.

Shen Mo didn't waste anything, licked it clean, and still felt unsatisfied.

Lu Qingyang really didn't expect that this little girl was not only strong, but also had an amazing appetite.

The rest was the amount of three big men, but she ate it all up, and at the end she still said that she was not full.

"You've finished eating, what should grandpa do?"

Shen Mo burped and frowned in annoyance: "It's so delicious, I forgot."

He touched his stomach again, "I'm not full yet."

Lu Qingyang sighed, "Go change these clothes."

Shen Mo had never seen a brightly colored cotton jacket before, stared at it curiously, but quickly shook his head, seeming a little unhappy.

"Don't wear this color."

Lu Qingyang chuckled and said with a bit of coaxing: "But your clothes are already soaked. If you don't change, you may get sick. How can you teach me to hunt if you get sick?"

Shen Mo raised her head slightly and fell into a moment of contemplation: "This way you can't hunt prey and eat meat."

"That's right, and being sick is very uncomfortable, you will have no strength. After you change, I will reward you with delicious food."

Lu Qingyang felt that he was coaxing a child now. Think about it, this girl is a child.

When Shen Mo heard about the delicious food, she suddenly stood up, took the clothes, and began to unbutton them in front of Lu Qingyang.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Lu Qingyang involuntarily protected his chest, and then realized that she was the one who should be afraid, why should he be afraid?

That's right, he was afraid of being reported for hooliganism.

"Change clothes." Shen Mo answered calmly and started to take off her clothes.

Although Lu Qingyang was not a gentleman, he still understood basic morality.

He hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands and shouted: "Go to the inner room and change quickly! Little girl, pay attention to your manners."