The Lucky Bag is Reborn with Space

Chapter 65: Protecting the Calf

Jiang Xiaoxiao was shocked as soon as he entered the space. The cabbage in his field grew so strong.

Is this still called Chinese cabbage?

 Hurry up and call it Chinese cabbage.

 Feeling guilty.

The past two days have been too busy, since I went back to my hometown to take care of my grandma and grandpa's health.

 She forgot about the cabbage in the field.

Without saying a word, I collected all the pak choi.

 As she expected, this crop can only be harvested once it matures.

 The entire land can be planted with other crops. Unlike peach trees, if you want to grow other plants, there is no way to do it.

Looking at the vacant land, she thought about it for a while. She still had to leave some ready-made things for her parents. This kind of rice and white flour was still the most suitable. It seemed that she had to grow rice.

In this era of scarcity, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy things.

Especially because they are considered urban residents. Their urban household registration depends entirely on grain. The monthly rations are rationed. If you buy enough grain, you won’t be able to buy grain.

Moreover, coarse and fine grains are rationed, and you can’t buy rice or white flour even if you have money.

Jiang Xiaoxiao calculated that he would leave in a week.

If converted according to the time in her space, she can harvest one crop a day on average, so the rice she harvests in about a week should be at least several thousand kilograms.

And she found the biggest advantage, the cabbage harvested from her own area was actually placed directly in the warehouse of her own space.

Over here at the warehouse, you can clearly see this piece of land, and harvested about a thousand kilograms of cabbage.

 In other words, a piece of land in space is about one-fifth of an acre.

  After all, her land is green and purely natural. No chemical fertilizers or pesticides are used.

 But she remembered that the rice seedlings had to be grown before they could be transplanted.

 I don’t know how to raise seedlings myself.

He had to change his mind and plant wheat first. It seemed that his parents would not be able to eat rice for the time being.

There is no way. Although she did a lot of farm work in her previous life, she really didn't do much in raising seedlings.

Who made her later become a rural doctor.

She made up her mind that after going to the countryside, she would definitely seek advice from the experienced farmers in the village. Of course, it might be a farm, but there would always be experienced ones.

 Let’s learn farming from others, who allows us a space?

 Grow good wheat.

 Jiang Xiao took a nap.

　　 She stayed up until dawn and stayed in bed with her eyes closed before waking up.

  At any rate, her parents don’t talk about her.

 Mainly because I was busy working in the middle of the night yesterday.

 Going straight into the space, I saw that the wheat on the ground had grown into golden ears.

 The products produced by the space are indeed not guaranteed.

Jiang Xiaoxiao harvested all the wheat, she had discovered it yesterday.

 All planting and harvesting in the space only requires her own thoughts. As soon as her thoughts come to her mind, the seeds will be planted into the ground.

 The same is true for the current harvest.

 After planting a new batch of wheat, she finally found the space to get up.

I am also thinking about what would happen if I try to plant sterile rice seedlings.

 Dad and brother have already gone to the factory.

Fan Xiuying told Jiang Xiaoxiao yesterday that she and her grandfather would take her grandma to the hospital for medical treatment today.

She is worried about her mother's health. If she doesn't check it out, who knows what will happen one day.

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn’t go, it’s not that he didn’t care.

  She knew what was going on.

 In any case, she was still a little worried about the condition of her body after eating the peach.

Jiang Xiaoxiao did not go to the hospital with her mother today, because she just wanted to turn her cabbage and wheat into a reasonable and healthy way at home.

She didn’t say anything. After tidying up the house, she put ten kilograms of cabbage out of her room.

There is also wheat. It is useless if the wheat is not ground into flour.

She could roughly tell that the wheat produced weighed 500 pounds.

 She found the sacks at home and took the wheat directly out of the space.

 Then I went to the aunt’s house next door to borrow a tricycle and loaded the sacks on the car.

Not far from them is Xiaowang Village. There is a mill in that village. Otherwise, if you want to find a flour grinder or a rice grinding place in this city, you can't find it.

 Fortunately, she has not forgotten her skill in tricycles, otherwise it would be really difficult for her to transport the wheat to the mill!

 The space cannot be used casually. If someone sees it on the street, it is courting death.

 Five hundred catties of wheat are ground into four hundred catties of white flour.

It costs three yuan to grind five hundred pounds of wheat, if they don’t want wheat bran.

Then it only costs one dollar and fifty cents.

 The owner of the mill is a real person.

 At first glance, he seems to be an honest person.

He didn’t do any trouble. He ground the flour directly and found a few flour bags for her to put in. He only charged her five cents.

Jiang Xiaoxiao rode a tricycle to pull back the four bags of noodles.

It was really a sweat.

 After arriving home, he carried four bags of noodles into his brother's house.

 It is not safe to leave this in the kitchen. These two years are not the future.

 The rats are very rampant.

It's better to put it in the house with someone around, but if it's placed in the kitchen, the mice will rebel.

 After putting things away, Jiang Xiaoxiao checked the time and guessed that grandpa and Fan Xiuying would be back soon, so he started cooking.

  Anyway, she had freshly ground white flour today, and she wanted to try out the effect of her own white flour.

 Put in the flour first.

 Such weather develops very quickly.

I happened to have some cabbage, so I went to the supply and marketing cooperative and cut 2 kilograms of pork.

 Pork has more lean meat and less fat meat. This is how the meat seller cuts it because he doesn’t know Jiang Xiaoxiao.

 In this era, fat meat is a sought-after commodity.

 There is a lot of lean meat but no one wants it.

 Chopped the meat filling and prepared to make steamed buns at noon.

Although the stuffing of the bok choy seems to be a little too watery, it is just right to squeeze out the water and make the steamed buns.

By the time Fan Xiuying and the others entered, the yard was already filled with fragrance.

Jiang Xiaoxiao happened to be walking into the house carrying a big basin.

"Mom, grandma and grandpa, you are back, wash your hands quickly. I made steamed buns for lunch today, and they are big meat buns stuffed with cabbage."

Jiang Xiaoxiao showed off proudly.

 You have to know that she was spoiled by her parents in the past. She was really indifferent to all aspects of her body and her five grains.

 Let alone steamed buns, I'm afraid they can be steamed into doughy buns.

Fan Xiuying hurriedly went up to pick out the curtain for her daughter.

"What are you so anxious about? You can wait until mom comes back to make it. Tell me, you have never steamed steamed buns before. Why do you think of steaming buns today? It's easier to make dumplings than to steam them. It's better if your noodles don't rise. ”

Fan Xiuying, can you not be anxious?

 This is white flour.

 I am afraid that my daughter will be angry.

Jiang Xiaoxiao immediately blocked her mother's mouth with a bun.

　　 actually don’t trust her.

Fan Xiuying took a bite.

My eyes couldn't help but light up. Not to mention, these buns are really delicious.

"Don't criticize Xiaoxiao, she can think of cooking for us at her age. This is the child's wish. You can't praise the child properly! I think these buns are very good."

The old lady rolled her eyes at her daughter. This was not bullying her granddaughter.

Yesterday I had my ears twisted, but today I know how to protect them.

"Come on, Xiaoxiao, bring the buns to grandma. Grandma thinks these buns are delicious. Your mother doesn't like to eat them, so tell her not to eat them. Grandma will have to eat at least three in a while. This is the first time for Xiaoxiao in our family to make buns. Steamed buns, grandma has to give our family a little face no matter what, and they must be delicious, grandma has heard about them.”

 The old lady is such a protector.

 (End of this chapter)