The money didn't increase in the end; they still only had that 250!
But Xie Tingsi and the others had already discussed how to eat. 250 yuan, although it sounds like a small amount, not even enough for a guest's clothes, is enough for an ordinary family to eat for several days, and enough for a college student to buy 100 packs of instant noodles at the end of the month!
For dinner, I had stir-fried shredded potatoes with meat and stir-fried bok choy with meat. The potatoes, bok choy, and meat were all bought from the old lady, which was much cheaper than buying them outside!
Cooking, however, became a problem.
Because Yu Qiuchi's group and Xie Tingsi's group are currently living with the original residents, the production team doesn't allow them to use the kitchen. So the only kitchen they have the right to use right now is the wood-fired stove in Jiang Chenzhou's group!
Xie Tingsi suddenly ran out of the kitchen, pointing to the black smoke following him and asking, "Ahem, does anyone know how to use a traditional earthen stove?" He had originally planned to show off his skills, but unfortunately, the tools he was using limited his abilities.
The room was filled with thick black smoke. Yu Qiuchi and Yan Qing almost poured water into the room, but Tang Ke stopped them, saying, "Don't worry, it didn't catch fire, it's just a lot of smoke."
“When I was a child, there were…” Gu Xiaojun, the oldest, shook his head. He had seen it when he went back to his hometown with his mother when he was a child, but he had been working outside with his mother for a long time. In addition, after his mother started working in self-media, a new house was built in his hometown and he hadn’t seen it since.
Yan Qing didn't need to think about it; he was diligently scrubbing the mud off the potato peels. Yu Qiuchi, who never had a say in cooking, was also helping Yan Qing scrub the mud off the potato peels in order to contribute.
"Let me do it." Jiang Chenzhou saw the smoke rising from this side from afar, and he entered the courtyard carrying two porcelain bowls in his hands.
Yan Qing exclaimed in surprise, "Zhou Shen, you actually know how to use it!"
The name "Zhou Shen" (舟神) has the word "god" in it, so calling him that often naturally gives people a sense of being unapproachable. Coupled with his aloof and melancholic appearance and personality, his fans have praised him too highly over the years, causing people to forget his origins.
“Before I started playing esports, my family was poor, and most people used this,” Jiang Chenzhou said calmly.
He handed the bowl in his hand to Xie Tingsi.
Xie Tingsi's hands were covered in dust, and there were black fingerprints on the white porcelain bowl: "What's this? Zhou Shen, weren't you busy processing the rapeseed?"
"I bought some soy sauce and vinegar."
Xie Tingsi then realized that he was used to having all the seasonings he needed in his kitchen at home, and hadn't subconsciously considered these things.
"The soy sauce and salt are already mixed; we'll make do with this for tonight."
Jiang Chenzhou lit the stove and started a fire. He picked out some dry firewood and added it in. Yan Qing came in and exclaimed, "Amazing!" Xie Tingsi stood beside him, staring and asking, "Is there a technique to this? It seems like everyone lit the fire the same way, so why is it smoking?"
Jiang Chenzhou was a little confused. It was just lighting a stove; what skills were involved?
[Actually, Xie Tingsi had already lit it, but the firewood he added was too damp, which caused the black smoke.]
[It's been so long since I've seen a stove like this; rice cooked in a big pot smells so good!]
Two years ago, when I went back to my village for a feast, I still crave the stewed pork knuckle that they made!
[I wanted to rummage through my old home, but my grandma wouldn't let me touch her stove. She said we young people have all sorts of weird and unpredictable things that she doesn't know how to do, and told me to mind my own business X﹏X]
[Am I the only one concerned about the potatoes Yan Qing and Yu Qiuchi are holding? That's rather pathetic!]
[Potato: If I had known I would have to go through all this, I would have died! (Angry)]
Gu Xiaojun had obviously noticed it too, but seeing that Yu Qiuchi was working very hard, he didn't know whether he should interrupt.
"Qiu Chi, you don't even need to peel these potatoes!" Tang Ke praised as he walked over to Yu Qiu Chi with a kitchen knife.
"Ah! We're so extravagant that we can even peel peelers!" Yu Qiuchi felt like he had worked for nothing. They didn't have peelers, and even their knives and bowls were sponsored by the production team.
Yu Qiuchi said, "I thought we were going to bring the skincutter, so I washed it more thoroughly."
"Didn't we wash it because the outside was too dirty when we peeled it, and we were afraid of staining the inside as well?" Yan Qing blinked and expressed a different idea from Yu Qiuchi.
The two looked at each other, both revealing their own foolishness.
"Hahaha, so you two quickly rub off a layer of skin from the potato, hahaha..." Tang Ke picked up a potato, pointed to the poor potato's damaged appearance, and mocked it.
[No, everyone, I'm dying of laughter at these two idiots, hahaha...]
[Seriously, does nobody really wash the potato skins thoroughly? Don't you get the insides full of mud when you peel them?]
Is it possible to soak the potatoes after peeling them?
[A little dirt won't hurt you...]
Today, Yu Qiuchi felt he had witnessed an amazing skill: peeling potatoes with a kitchen knife.
Tang Ke's hands were very thin and long, the hands that readers commented were the hands that created masterpieces, and he was peeling potatoes for them.
Seeing Yu Qiuchi's curious expression, Tang Ke explained, "There was a weird rule in my university that we weren't allowed to bring fruit knives or peelers into the dorms, so we could only use the small hand-made knives we used when we were kids to peel apples. That's how we got used to it."
"The same principle applies to kitchen knives, except that kitchen knives are heavier."
"Aren't universities allowed to bring peelers?" Yu Qiuchi had only heard that junior and senior high schools didn't allow them, which was understandable since the students were young.
Yan Qing splashed out the dirty water and replaced it with clean water: "Sigh, our university also has some bizarre rules. We're not allowed to plant trees in the dorms! I heard that a senior bought a potted plant online when he was a freshman, but it grew into a grapevine, and by his junior year it had climbed all over the room!"
[We're not allowed to date at university! Guess why I even went to university! We weren't allowed to date in elementary school, I tolerated it! We weren't allowed to date in middle and high school, I tolerated that too! Now I'm going to be single again in university? Do you want me to become a monk, or do I have to get married right after graduation?!]
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