Chapter 49 Chapter 49 Farming [Second Update]
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"What happened? Who beat you up? Your eyes are swollen like walnuts."
Early in the morning, Gu Mengran had just come out of the bedroom and was about to go to the kitchen to find food when the old man came towards him with a teacup and blocked his way silently.
Gu Mengran was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to rub his eyes, and tidied his messy hair, looking around and saying something else: "Really? I didn't even notice it when I was washing my face just now."
Meng Gaoyang narrowed his eyes, raised his chin slightly, and made an expression as if he had seen through the truth. He leaned close to Gu Mengran's ear and said, "Weren't we still dating and watching a movie in the living room last night? How come you were rejected by Liang Zhao today with your walnut eyes?"
"How do you know—you came out last night?"
The sense of loss in his heart disappeared completely. Gu Mengran stared at his grandfather with wide eyes and deliberately lowered his voice: "Grandpa, please stop talking nonsense here. People will hear it later--"
Before he could finish his words, Liang Zhao came out of the kitchen holding a bowl. As he passed through the corridor, he turned his head intentionally or unintentionally and happened to meet Gu Mengran's eyes as he was looking around.
Fortunately, Liang Zhao did not stay too long. He nodded slightly and walked straight to the restaurant with the bowl in his hand.
Gu Mengran: "Look, what did I say! Walls have ears, Grandpa, stop gossiping. It's getting late, you should hurry up and start the boat."
"Hey! How dare you say that." The old man laughed angrily, "What did you say yesterday? We were in charge of driving the boat, and you and Liang Zhao were in charge of the kitchen. What happened? I slept until the sun was shining on my butt, and when you got up to make breakfast, I'm afraid we can't set off until noon."
"It's only half past eight, it's not that exaggerated." Gu Mengran touched his nose and said unconfidently: "Who made breakfast today?"
Meng Gaoyang: "Who else could it be? Liang Zhao."
"How does it taste? Is it delicious?"
"It's OK. It's edible."
No wonder he was so resentful. Gu Mengran shrugged his shoulders and said disapprovingly, "I said it yesterday. Liang Zhao and I, you decide whether we are responsible or not."
Gu Mengran ran away after he finished speaking, and the old man cursed angrily: "Stinky boy!"
After breakfast, Gu Mengran and Liang Zhao cleaned up the kitchen and started a new round of preparations.
After having a luxurious seafood dinner, I plan to try something down-to-earth today.
The pickled mustard greens, dried beans and dried mushrooms were soaked in water. Gu Mengran found the stainless steel basin that was used to hold the shrimps yesterday and directly took out half a basin of fat and lean pork belly.
After washing the meat and chopping the stuffing, Gu Mengran took another empty basin, poured most of the flour into it at once, then washed his hands, put up a small stool and started kneading the dough.
The two people were busy kneading the dough, making it ferment, letting it rest, rolling out the skin, mixing the stuffing, and wrapping it. When the last basket of odd-shaped buns came out of the pot, it was already noon when the sun was at its highest.
The buns of different flavors were mixed and packed up and put away. Gu Mengran also left some in the kitchen, ready to put them in the refrigerator after cooling down, so that others can just steam them and eat them for breakfast. It was very convenient. The most important thing was that they didn’t have to wait for him to get up!
We eat whatever we cook, and lunch is of course a feast of steamed buns.
In the afternoon, Gu Mengran kneaded half a bowl of dough and quickly made dumplings with a dumpling-making tool.
The magic tool is very useful, but the only drawback is that the dumplings are not firm enough and fall apart easily when boiled. In the end, Gu Mengran simply steamed all the remaining dumplings before the steamer was put away.
Work in the kitchen is neither tiring nor exhausting. When you are in a good mood, cooking is a pleasure, but when you are in a bad mood, it becomes a torture.
It was still early, but Gu Mengran was not in the mood to do anything else today. He wanted to go back to his room and catch up on some sleep, but seeing Liang Zhao looking a little embarrassed because he was ignored, he still felt a little reluctant.
That’s right, today apart from “wash this, cut that”, Gu Mengran basically didn’t talk to Liang Zhao.
Reminiscing about the past brought unhappiness to myself, and I couldn't blame anyone else, Liang Zhao. At least I couldn't blame Liang Zhao, who knew nothing in this life.
In this life, he has a home, grandfather, Liang Zhao, everyone is there, and everyone is doing well. Gu Mengran is very satisfied. The past should have been over long ago and should not be forgotten or mentioned.
The chatterbox suddenly became silent, and Liang Zhao realized something was wrong, but he seemed to attribute it to the fact that he had done something wrong. He was very cautious the whole day, just working without talking.
Just like now, the kitchen was cleaned up, Liang Zhao stepped aside and stood there blankly, not saying much or asking any questions, patiently waiting for Gu Mengran's next instruction.
But Gu Mengran walked out of the kitchen without saying a word, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
Liang Zhao didn't know what to do as he didn't receive any instructions, so he could only follow him closely.
It was not until he reached the bedroom door and saw Gu Mengran reaching out to hold the doorknob that Liang Zhao frowned slightly and moved his lips, as if he wanted to ask something or comfort him, but in the end he said nothing.
He stood there in a daze, which was both funny and heartbreaking.
Gu Mengran could certainly sense it, so when he pushed the door open, he suddenly turned around and looked at Liang Zhao, a faint smile appeared on his pale and haggard face, and he whispered, "Are you tired? Are you interested in doing something else?"
"Not tired, very interested."
Liang Zhao's eyes lit up instantly, as if he was a big dog that had been recognized by his owner, and the invisible tail behind him wagged rapidly.
After greeting his grandfather through the intercom, Gu Mengran invited Liang Zhao into the house, then took out a large amount of fresh cabbage and sweet potatoes from the space, and took Liang Zhao to another space.
The sun occasionally rises from the west. For example, today, the small animals raised in the space finally had their "breakfast", and the scene was very chaotic for a while.
Chickens, ducks and geese crowded in the front, pecking at the cabbage frantically. Half-grown piglets, calves and lambs were not to be outdone. The timid ones smacked their lips and chewed sweet potatoes, while the bold chickens snatched food with their mouths, risking being pecked to grab a cabbage.
After many days, the poultry and livestock raised in the space have grown a lot. They eat and live together, and there is no fighting due to different living habits. Instead, they get along quite well.
Xiao Huang was as timid as ever. He was not like other dogs, who would immediately come to greet their owners with their tails wagged. He was very unsociable, always curled up in a corner, looking at them from afar with an extremely innocent look.
The puppy still needs human companionship. Now that there is no need to run around, maybe I should take it back to the boat and raise it.
Well, take him out in a while, Gu Mengran made the decision immediately.
Coming to this space is not only to feed the small animals in advance. Now that life is gradually becoming stable, this piece of barren land cannot remain abandoned like this.
Dead objects cannot be brought into the space, and no feed for poultry and livestock can be brought in, so Gu Mengran was not prepared either. The group of little guys relied on the leafy vegetables and root vegetables that they had stockpiled to fill their stomachs.
As they get bigger, their appetites naturally get bigger day by day. If we don’t plant some vegetables in the fields soon, our family’s assets will be drained out.
Having already thought about what to plant and brought the seeds with him, Gu Mengran took out a few packets of colorful seeds from the pocket of his beach pants, turned his head and raised his chin towards Liang Zhao, "Let's go, while there's still time, plant as much as you can."
After saying that, Gu Mengran turned and left. Liang Zhao quickly followed and walked side by side with him.
As if noticing that his mood had improved, Liang Zhao glanced at the few bags of seeds in Gu Mengran's hand, frowned slightly, and asked softly: "We can't bring in a hoe, so how should we turn the soil? Although the soil here is not too hard, the efficiency will be very low without the help of tools."
Gu Mengran curled his lips and smiled, deliberately keeping it a secret: "Don't worry, this is not a problem, you will know in a moment."
"So, what about the animals?"
"Huh? What happened to the animals?"
Liang Zhao paused, then said after careful consideration: "If we don't use a fence to enclose the chickens and ducks, and let them run around, we will plant in the front and they will dig in the back, so no matter how much we plant, it will be in vain."
The space is equivalent to two open football fields, a complete open space with unimpeded movement. If left unattended, it will indeed be the same as Liang Zhao said.
Alas! Gu Mengran sighed, "I've thought about this question, and even thought about building a pen to keep them. But there's no way, we can't bring the materials in, so we can only try to plant them there first."
Gu Mengran pointed to the land far from the stream, then looked back at the chickens pecking at the leaves behind him, hoping, "They are fed and moved around on this side of the stream, so they shouldn't run that far, right?"
In fact, it is very difficult. Even if the seeds do not attract the attention of poultry and livestock, in time, the crops will grow into green seedlings, which will be a free buffet for small animals that are used to eating green feed.
There was no better solution, so Liang Zhao said softly, "Hmm," and agreed, "Grow a little less and try. I hope they will be more obedient."
Chatting along the way, the two soon reached the other end of the space.
Seeing Gu Mengran tearing open the seed bag, Liang Zhao stared at him without blinking, unwilling to miss any details, as if he really wanted to know what method he used to replace the farm tools.
The reddish-brown round particles lay in his palm, and Gu Mengran picked up the package again to confirm. After confirming that they were indeed cabbage seeds, he squatted casually on the ground, carefully picked up three seeds with his other hand, and threw them into the cracks in the soil.
Then... he picked up three more grains, moved two inches to the side and continued throwing.
Liang Zhao's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he stood by and watched in a daze.
He did not doubt Gu Mengran's common sense, but he doubted whether this planting method could allow them to eat cabbage.
Liang Zhao opened and closed his lips, but could not utter a single syllable. Gu Mengran seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. He turned his head to look at Liang Zhao, curled his lips and smiled softly, "Watch out for the moment of witnessing a miracle."
After saying this, he stood up slowly, holding the cabbage seeds, and took two steps to the side.
Less than five seconds after leaving, the dry and hard soil on the ground gradually began to change.
It was like playing a farm planting game. The seeds fell to the ground, and the hard clods of mud slowly loosened. The uncultivated soil seemed to have been carefully turned over with a hoe, and the fertile soil was reborn into a square piece of farmland.
Gu Mengran threw the seeds three times in total, and three square pieces of fertile farmland the size of flat plates appeared on the ground.
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