Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

It was getting late, and the children had already finished eating and fell asleep. Even the children of Wu Meiling's family couldn't bear it and fell asleep. The adults, who had been working all day, were just about to prepare for dinner.

What’s best for a snowy day?

Of course it is hot pot. There is no other food that goes so well with Daxue, and the dinner Gu Siwei prepared for everyone is also hot pot.

Originally, we could start eating at noon, but we have been busy all the time. Now that the top is done, we can start to show off in a serious way.

"Hey, this tastes good enough."

Li Fanghai washed his hands and walked to the table. He smelled a strange aroma that made people feel their index fingers moving.

"What, you haven't eaten from the pot or why is it dripping?"

Hot pot is familiar to many people. Even if they have never tried it, they have eaten a mixed bag and a big pot dish. Yu Yingzhi must have eaten it, so he was about ten meters away and was wiping the mud on his arm. He didn't think there was anything special about eating hot pot at night.

"Who has never tasted a pot before, but I have never encountered this taste today."

"Why does this old Li suddenly look like he has never seen the world?" You Xugang was also rolling up his sleeves and washing his hands. When he heard Li Fanghai say this, he couldn't help but smile at Yu Yingzhi. Here comes a sentence.

Yu Yingzhi said: "You don't know him yet. His usual way of life is to bombard and bluff. He is not at all practical at such an old age."

Lu Yan laughed after hearing this: "If you two make your voice louder, Old Li will be stabbed if he hears it."

Among the five people staying at Gu Siwei's house, in terms of age, Zhou Guang with the coffin face is the oldest, followed by Yu Yingzhi, and then Li Fafa. As for You Xugang and Lu Yan, they are the same age. The age difference between the oldest and the youngest is about thirteen or fourteen years.

In this era, people don't seem to have any generation gap. Even if they are more than ten years apart, everyone lives under the same roof, and as time goes by, they will naturally become harmonious.

Even though he has a coffin face, Zhou Guangxian's eyes have softened a lot after these days. Although he still doesn't like to communicate with everyone, everyone knows that Zhou Guangxian is not as cold as before.

"Are we afraid of him?"

Yu Yingzhi said something, but at the same time, he looked up with a guilty conscience at Li Fanghai, who was already sitting at the table, chatting with Tao Yisheng and others.

Youxugang smiled when he saw it and said, "Just say it and see what he does. Doesn't it make us feel guilty?"

"Forget it, just feel guilty. I'm going to see what's so special about this pot."

As Yu Yingzhi said this, he tossed the towel in his hand, wrung it out, and put it on his shoulder, not afraid that the wet towel would wet the cotton-padded jacket he was wearing.

Arriving at the table, Yu Yingzhi also smelled the aroma of hot hot pot.

"Is this so spicy?"

Yu Yingzhi looked at the layer of bright red oil in the pot and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Yu Yingzhi didn't like spicy food very much. Now that he saw a pot with such a bottom, let alone eat it. My forehead started to sweat.

"Do you have such a big opinion against me?" Yu Yingzhi looked at Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei said with a smile: "When are you going to die of cold when you eat that kind of pot? Don't say anything else for now. Try it later. If you really can't get used to it, then you can make up for it." Is Mr. Guo okay?"

At this time, Wu Meiling, who was adding food to the table, came over with a portion of frozen tofu. She put down the frozen tofu and smiled at Yu Yingzhi: "Uncle Yu, try it. Don't be fooled by the red tofu." The oily appearance is gone, but it’s actually not too spicy. The main thing is the color. We use our red bell pepper, which looks spicier, but the spiciness is relatively mild.”

"Really? I told you, Meiling, you can't lie to me?"

That's what Yu Yingzhi said. In fact, he also knew that although Gu Siwei behaved a little out of tune all day long, he was still sensible in many things. It was impossible to say that after cooking a pot of dishes, half of the people on the table were can not eat.

That's all he said here.

"Bare flesh?"

After sitting down, Yu Yingzhi saw that most of the dishes on this table were meat dishes. All the pig body parts you thought of were available here, including pigs and wild goats.

Before, Yu Yingzhi couldn't tell the difference, but now Gu Siwei eats a lot, and he can tell at a glance which ones are from wild goats and which ones are from wild boars.

"You really dare to say that I can get you some green vegetables at this time? I think you look like small green vegetables!"

Zheng Youcai laughed out loud and scolded Yu Ying.

When the old men are together, no one thinks they are superior to the other, so they are all like half-grown children. As soon as they are together, they start grinding their teeth, bickering and talking nonsense, and sometimes they can even argue to the point of blushing. Thick.

"You are so ignorant, Siwei fried a small vegetable last time," Yu Yingzhi said.

"That's just second-rate."

Zheng Youcai knew that it was wrong to say that there would be no green leaves on this day. Some people planted a little green garlic in their houses and ordered a few green vegetables, coriander and other things, but they expected to eat it every day, just like in the summer. It's a bit unrealistic to see Qing on the bed.

What is the most popular dish that people eat nowadays?

Chinese cabbage!

The same goes for Gu Siwei’s family’s dining table. The most common dish in winter is Chinese cabbage.

Regardless of whether it is in the city or in the countryside, as long as it is a cold place where greens cannot grow in winter, the most common thing on the winter table is Chinese cabbage. People who have no money will add cabbage and tofu with vermicelli. At home, those with better conditions will add cabbage, tofu and vermicelli. With a layer of meat slices, this is almost all the homes where ordinary people can walk around.

If you want to eat vegetables and cucumbers, these are mainly not available. Secondly, even if they are available, ordinary people cannot afford them because they are all shipped from the south.

At this time, Gu Siwei was not sure about other places, but in this area of ​​the county, the plastic greenhouses had not affected him yet. Whenever there is a shadow, Gu Siwei wants to build one himself, but without him there is nothing he can do.

"This is actually not difficult. I have read in an agricultural book before that the method of growing fresh vegetables in winter requires the use of a greenhouse..."

Youxugang, who had just arrived at the table, talked about the greenhouse.

Tao Yisheng said at this time: "Warming sheds are nothing new. As far as I know, in the Ming Dynasty, there were warm sheds specifically for the emperor to eat. It was very hot inside in the winter, and the food inside was Fire Dragon, the temperature can reach more than ten degrees when heated, so what kind of vegetables can't be grown?"

"Speaking of this, can't we also plant it in our house?"

Li Fanghai thought about the place where he lives now. When the fireplace is lit, the temperature is not more than ten degrees?

"No, I can't see the sun," Gu Siwei added subconsciously.

Just as Tao Yisheng was about to say this, Gu Siwei stopped him, so he smiled and said, "You kid, you are really quick to react."

"Then how did the emperor solve it?" Li Fanghai heard the smell and aroused curiosity.

At this time, Hu Yanqiu brought the wine to everyone. Li Fanghai took a bottle directly, put it to his mouth, and opened the bottle cap with his teeth.

"Glass, just use glass to build a side and let the sunlight in during the day," Tao Yisheng said.

Li Fanghai asked curiously: "At that time, was there glass?"

"How could it not be possible? It's just not as transparent as it is now. Generally speaking, it is colored, and the glass pieces are not too big. But it doesn't bother the craftsmen. Wouldn't it be enough to put all the big and small pieces together..."

Tao Yisheng said.

Everyone nodded after hearing this, everyone felt that this was how it should be.

This is the first time Gu Siwei has heard that glass existed in the Ming Dynasty. He read a historical time travel article and found that glass making was the top money-making technology. Don’t worry about anything, as long as you cross it, this glass is A plan to make a fortune. I really didn’t know that glass existed in the Ming Dynasty and could be produced.

"Okay, okay, stop talking about this, aren't everyone hungry?"

Guo Shengshou asked with a smile at the big guys.

"It's like you were reincarnated like a starving ghost."

Wu Meiling, who happened to come over, smiled at her husband and said something.

"He's hungry, which means he's young and can't bear it." You Xugang said for Guo Shengshou.

"Then use your chopsticks. Don't just sit still. Pour all the wine. Don't use small cups. Put it directly into the bowl. It's not troublesome enough to pour it back and forth."

When Gu Siwei saw that the dishes were almost ready, he called for everyone to get started.

As the host, Gu Siwei didn't say anything about pouring wine for everyone. Now the people on the table are all close to Gu Siwei, like Song Rui and Guo Shengshou. In the past, there were Liu Fulin and Liu Dezhu, but today Liu Fulin Uncle Liu didn't come, and it was even less likely that Liu Dezhu would come.

"Tsk!"

After taking a sip of wine, Guo Shengshou couldn't help but smacked his lips and said subconsciously: "It's a pity that Uncle Liu is not here today. He likes this Daqu wine the most."

After saying this, Guo Shengshou felt that something was wrong, so he opened his mouth to help himself out: "Hey! You are talking about me, why am I talking about this?"

Gu Siwei said with a smile: "It's okay, there is nothing we can't say about this. Besides, we are not outsiders here. If we can't talk openly here, I don't need to ask everyone to help."

"Yes, yes!" Guo Shengshou nodded in agreement.

After hearing this, Song Rui asked: "What kind of ecstasy did that woman give Liu Dezhu? What a good young man he was, honest and honest, and he was even more sincere to others."

Hearing everyone talking about his former apprentice, Zheng Youcai also sighed, picked up the bowl and took a long drink.

"I said, you should just accept another apprentice, otherwise it would be a pity for your good craftsmanship." Tao Yisheng, who happened to be sitting next to Zheng Youcai, advised him.

Zheng Youcai said: "What kind of craftsmanship is making up this thing? It's just a way to make a living. Even if it was put aside before, it was not a superior occupation. If it is gone, it will be gone."

Upon hearing this, Gu Siwei said: "How can that be done? You are right, there are many bamboo weaving craftsmen, but craftsmen like you who are skilled in bamboo weaving are called masters of bamboo weaving. It would be a pity if this craft is not passed down."

There's something going on, so there will be two chapters today and three chapters tomorrow.