Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Gu Siwei had been idle for a long time in the early morning. Hu Yanqiu and Sicui seemed to have endless things to say when they got together. They fed Da Mao from time to time and went to work in the vegetable garden. They seemed quite busy.

After dinner at noon on the second day, Gu Siwei waited for the sun to set slightly in the west, then drove the boat to the dock of Liu Guo's family. He originally wanted to have a few words with Liu Fulin, so he went to the village to pick up someone. Who would have thought that something would happen? When they entered the valley, they saw Sun Qiumei and her new husband Zhao Fangming, whom he was going to pick up, helping the Liu Fulin family to dry new crops.

"Why are you here? I even said I would pick you up in the village." Gu Siwei saw the two of them and greeted them with a loud smile.

When Sun Qiumei heard Gu Siwei's voice, she leaned on the wheat straw in her hand and replied: "We have nothing to do at home. We happened to follow Brother Shengshou's boat and came over. I was thinking about where to board you later, but I didn't expect You arrived first."

Gu Siwei invited these two people, firstly because he wanted to help others. After all, these two people had no land and could not produce much food. Zhao Fangming's family definitely had no hope. I really didn't know what to say to such a man in the stall. good.

Although it is possible to make a living by going to factories and selling goods, this business is not so easy to do. Many families in several nearby villages rely on factories to make a living. It is not so easy to make a lot of money.

As the old saying goes, money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat.

The difficulty of making money is reflected in these things.

Gu Siwei asked Zhao Fangming and his wife to come over today, mainly because he wanted them to help cook for seven or eight people.

Gu Siwei didn't plan to wake everyone up from eating and drinking this time.

The standard of the food I treated everyone to during the last sowing was obviously a bit too high. If I continued to eat like this, it would not only be a matter of whether it was suitable, but in the eyes of others, I would be the biggest victim.

Why do you say it this way? With this way of eating, most of the things in Gu Siwei's fields now must be grown by the villagers who come to sow and harvest.

That is to say, Gu Siwei didn't have much idea at first. Now as his life here becomes more and more profound, Gu Siwei has gradually integrated into everyone's life.

Although I can't fully integrate, it's not the time to just come here after all.

So Gu Siwei planned to make it simpler this time. The braised pork is no longer available, and it is impossible to have super hard dishes like asking someone to plant rice seedlings in the future.

What are some?

This time we invite everyone to come over to help collect grain. We can't let everyone work hungry. This is not Gu Siwei's style, nor is it the style of any family.

This matter is easy to solve. There is something called a mouth under the nose. If you don't understand, just ask. First, Gu Siwei asked Wu Daorong, his cheap cousin, and then specifically asked Liu Fulin.

Liu Fulin was very pleased to hear Gu Siwei ask this question, and he praised Gu Siwei for finally starting to live a real life.

These words made Gu Siwei a little embarrassed.

As for Liu Fulin and Wu Daorong, they are surprisingly consistent on this point: they just huddle together to save trouble and save money.

It's very simple. Whatever grows in Gu Siwei's vegetable garden, the big guys will eat it! Vegetables, radishes, long beans and so on are cooked in one pot.

What's the most important thing about this hodgepodge?

It’s not the abundance of vegetables, nor the taste of the vegetables, but the use of oil. As long as the oil is used enough, any chowder will be a delicacy in the world. What the folks are lacking now is fat.

The reason why I eat seven or eight steamed buns in one meal is not only because I can eat it, but also because there is no fat or water in my stomach, and I have to do heavy work just eating carbohydrates. Isn't it possible to eat seven or eight steamed buns?

Therefore, Gu Siwei's idea was very simple, just use lard. Anyway, he had two big jars of this thing stored in his own space, and he was worried about how his brothers and sisters would eat it.

It's not that Gu Siwei doesn't like eating lard, but Gu Siwei always feels that wild boar lard has a smell and isn't fragrant enough! Even if it was oil boiled from wild boars produced in space, Gu Siwei felt something was wrong. He didn't know whether it was for psychological reasons or for some reason, but it just didn't feel right.

This time I just took this opportunity to deal with it.

When you have vegetables, you must have staple food. This time I won’t eat steamed buns. Instead, I will eat pancakes. They are also made of noodles but the method is different. This pancake is baked and not as soft as the steamed buns last time. Big-bellied guys. One person can eat five or six, or even a dozen.

This time I asked Sun Qiumei to come over and make the pancakes. The main feature is that they are hard. I heard that after they are made, they are so hard that they can be used as stones to hit someone.

This kind of pancake contains less water and can be stored for a long time. Even if it is baked in summer, as long as it does not touch water or get damp, it can be stored for seven or eight days without any problem.

"I just want to go to the village to pick you two up. This saves me from running away," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

With that said, he greeted Zhao Fangming, Liu Fulin and others.

When Liu Fulin saw Gu Siwei holding something and trying to help with the work, he quickly said, "Just don't come in. We are pretty much busy here. Just spread the sundries and stuff."

Gu Siwei was not too polite after hearing this, and retreated outside the place where the rice was dried, standing outside and continuing to chat with everyone.

"By the way, Siwei, your sweet potatoes are about to be harvested, right?"

Guo Shengshou thought for a moment and asked.

"Everything has to be harvested, and this time we harvest it all together." Liu Fulin continued with a smile: "Don't tell me, Siwei's farming skills are not good, but the crops grown are really first-class. Last time I went I picked up a sweet potato from the edge of the field and looked at it. There were a lot of bald bunches on each root. If all the fields were harvested like this, it would be a lot!"

"It's good to have more. If you dry the rice and dried sweet potatoes together, it won't take two crops," Guo Shengshou said with a smile.

After hearing this, Gu Siwei said: "I don't like to eat dried sweet potatoes. I plan to make all the sweet potatoes into vermicelli. This way, it is convenient to eat, and I also like to eat it, and it is easy to place."

When he started eating dried sweet potatoes, Gu Siwei was still very interested. However, after eating dried sweet potatoes boiled with porridge a few times, Gu Siwei became less interested in this thing because he felt that eating dried sweet potatoes would be better than just eating roasted sweet potatoes. It's sweet.

Originally, it was possible to store them in cellars, but Gu Siwei preferred to eat vermicelli. When winter came, he would have a pot of pork stewed with vermicelli, which would be hot and eaten with rice. What a beautiful little life it would be.

With this in mind, Gu Siwei decided to turn all the sweet potatoes into vermicelli.

"All leaked into vermicelli?"

Liu Fulin was a little stunned after hearing this. He really didn't know that Gu Siwei was going to drain all the sweet potatoes into vermicelli.

Why did Liu Fulin say that the vermicelli noodles were leaked? That’s because at this time, the vermicelli noodles were all made by hand. It would be a bit nonsense to ask someone to make a machine or something. The villagers were really reluctant to spend this money. They usually dried sweet potatoes and put them in the village. Grind it into powder, and then everyone starts to make vermicelli together.

A missing word explains the most important step of making, that is, the flour dough is put into a container, and there is a small hole at the bottom of the container. Use a wooden hammer to hammer the flour dough. Under the action of gravity, the flour dough will fall out of the container. These pores are filled with agents.

Drop it into the hot water pot under the container, take it out and put it in cold water, and you will get the common vermicelli.

If you spend even a penny in this, it means that you are not very popular in the village. Otherwise, why would you spend money to miss the vermicelli?

"all!"

Liu Fulin said: "This work is very hard, probably more difficult than collecting them from the fields."

Thinking of the sweet potatoes he brought up last time, Liu Fulin felt that the output of Gu Siwei's field would not be small. Making them all into vermicelli was really a job.

"I'm good at making vermicelli, Siwei, take one of us with you."

As soon as Zhao Fangming heard that there was a job, he immediately signed up.

For the couple now, as long as they have a living, even if they don't give any money, they will still make money by working in other people's homes. What's more, this family is still Gu Siwei. No matter how much they save this person, they won't be able to save as much as other families. of.

Gu Siwei smiled and said: "If you are willing, I will take care of you two."

Anyway, someone has to do the work, so who can be invited?

"That's a deal." Zhao Fangming was immediately happy.

Zhao Fangming is really not as dull as he was when they first met him. When Gu Siwei saw that he was much more mature in dealing with people and dealing with people than before, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, wondering if getting married can make a man mature all of a sudden.

"You two, put your things down and we'll do the rest of the work ourselves. You'd better go to Siwei's house early. The work there is tighter than ours."

At this time Liu Fulin suddenly said something.

Zhao Fangming and Sun Qiumei looked at each other, and then Sun Xiaomei said to Liu Fulin, "Master Fulin, let's leave then."

"Go, go, just a polite joke. Besides, if you stay a little later, I will have to treat you to dinner. Our dinner is really not as good as Siwei's... Hahaha" Liu Fulin was half joking. Said seriously.

Sun Xiaomei also laughed aloud after hearing this: "Who can compare with me? Otherwise, I need knowledge to do anything!"

After a few words on both sides, Gu Siwei and the others left the valley, got on the boat and were dragged by Caohua and Cube towards the direction of Yinsong Cliff.

The couple had been here more than once, so their interest in grass flowers and squares had long passed. Along the way, the two of them discussed with Gu Siwei how to do the next work.

Gu Siwei is very single: everything is arranged by the couple.

When they arrived at the place, the couple didn't take a break. Zhao Fangming asked Gu Siwei where his family's flour bag was, and started kneading the dough directly. Sun Xiaomei carried the basket and took Hu Yanqiu and Sicui into the vegetable garden. Frequently transporting vegetables that can be picked home.

Gu Siwei helped Zhao Fangming mix the noodles.

When there are many people, they don’t use a basin at all to knead the noodles, but a small pottery jar, which can put dozens of kilograms of flour into it at once. The dough needs to be kneaded hard to bake the pancakes. It’s really not something that one person can do, at least for the sake of it. After Siwei worked here for a while, he felt his arms were sore.

"You don't need to do it. I can do it alone. You have to use your skills to do this job. You don't do it often, so you really can't do it."

Seeing Gu Siwei rubbing his arm, Zhao Fangming said with a smile.