However, when the weather just started to cool down, Uncle Niu took some straw and made circles around it.
With the straw, you don't have to worry about freezing in winter. This is the wisdom of our ancestors. Every family with a well in their yard does this.
So as long as there are no special circumstances and the surrounding snow is cleared in time, it generally will not freeze. Even if it freezes, it is only a thin layer and can be easily melted with boiling water.
Knowing that this was Fang Zhiyi's first year spending the winter alone, Uncle Niu talked to her a lot after the weather got colder, teaching her how to take good care of the water-fetching device.
Fang Zhiyi had heard from her grandparents what would happen if the well froze in winter, so she listened very carefully.
The equipment of the well is well protected, so it won't freeze in winter, and we can ensure that we can draw water up every day and have drinking water.
After Fang Zhiyi made sure, he took his younger brother back to the house first.
First light the stove in the house and then start cooking.
The weather outside is so cold and it’s winter, so the thing that people in the north cannot do without the most is porridge.
We have porridge almost every night, after all, it warms our stomachs.
Fang Zhiyi thought about making pumpkin porridge tonight. She happened to have a pumpkin in her space, so she could just take it out later.
In fact, the pumpkins she bought here were not the same as the ones she ate in modern times. She remembered that her family often planted that kind of pumpkin when she was a child. They were long, not very sweet, and did not have too much flour.
When he grew up, his mother would occasionally plant one or two in the garden, but they couldn't be eaten and ended up being fed to the dogs.
After all, the taste is just like that, and it is not as delicious as the new varieties of modern pumpkins, so naturally fewer people grow it.
But things are different in this era. That kind of pumpkin is considered to be high-yielding, so every household has its own private plot, and many people choose to grow that pumpkin.
In winter, before it snows and there is sunshine, we cut the pumpkin into pieces and dry them in the sun. This way, they can be eaten for a longer time.
Although the pumpkins are black, yellow, and of various shapes, none of them are what Fang Zhiyi wants. But thinking about it, it wouldn't be that bad if put in porridge in winter.
So she asked for two, one yellow and one black. The two of them ate them for four or five days. After all, they could not finish half of one at a meal.
It is only suitable for adding to porridge, but fortunately they drink porridge every night.
Fang Zhiyi took out the pumpkin from the space while Fang Zhilin was playing there and not noticing, and also the dishes he bought today, and put all the dishes he would use for tonight together.
After washing it with water, put the pumpkin and rice into the pot together.
After watching the pumpkin being put into the pot, Fang Zhiyi thought about it and decided to go to the room in the space to look for any more Beibei pumpkin seeds.
Anyway, he has space, and he can plant whatever he wants in it. If he can really find seeds, it would be nice to plant them in there.
At least it tastes good, is very filling, and is nutritious. It is much more delicious than the pumpkins we have now.
It would be nice if you could eat one occasionally. Since you have the conditions, don't waste it.
He put the pumpkin in a casserole and started thinking about what to eat tonight.
Looking at the chicken in her hand, she thought for a moment and decided to make a simplified version of chicken pot. This way, it would be more convenient and everything could be cooked in one pot. After all, he still had to go outside to sweep the snow, and if he waited until it was completely dark, he wouldn't be able to see.
Besides, we can't work until nine or ten o'clock. We need to hurry up and clear the path in the yard, and then we can finish it tomorrow.
I looked at the side dishes I had on hand, and there was just enough oil, rapeseed oil, green peppers, potatoes and onions.
The only drawback is that there is no instant noodles. There is a packaging bag at the back, and there is no way to make it appear openly like this.
So she made an excuse to go to the kitchen, and when she came out of the kitchen, she was holding a piece of bread in her hand.
This piece of bread is actually not enough for the two of them, but later, Fang Zhiyi plans to put some water in it and pull the noodles, so that it will be completely enough.
There is no need to heat the food before cooking. It can be prepared in a simple one-pot dish, and it is piping hot. It just so happens that they have several clay pots at home, which are perfect for making this dish.
Fang Zhiyi did what she said. She had been here for a long time and had never dared to chop the chicken herself before, but now she was quite skilled at it.
After all, the chicken here is not chopped. That kind of service usually requires you to take it home and chop it yourself.
Fang Zhiyi also understood it. After all, now any job is considered a state-owned enterprise. If you have a stable job, you can be lazy if you want. Who will do everything for you in detail?
It's not like it is now. Apart from the big and small shops selling things on a street, there are also shops very close to each other that may sell the same things.
They are all similar, taste the same, and the products are not much different, so the only way to win is by service, so everyone works harder than the other and treats customers better than the other.
But it's different here. They all have iron rice bowls. No matter how they treat customers, they generally cannot be fired, so they can naturally do whatever they want.
Fang Zhiyi went to the kitchen and found the big iron knife and chopping board they used to chop ribs and chicken, and chopped the chicken outside in the snow.
Then he used the snow to clean the knife and chopping board. His hands were frozen red, and he used a basin to carry the chopped chicken into the house.
Then I washed the new dishes twice and started cooking after washing the side dishes.
Of course, some of the missing seasonings were taken from the space, but fortunately Fang Zhilin was easy to fool, and he didn't know what should be there and what shouldn't be there, so Fang Zhiyi could let go and do it boldly.
After stewing the chicken, Fang Zhiyi put on gloves and a coat and prepared to go out to clean. He would finish cleaning after dinner.
Although the road was not wide but very narrow, it was covered with thick snow. Fang Zhiyi was so tired that he was out of breath. He finally shoveled to the end but he only cleared the snow and did not sweep it thoroughly.
However, he was worried about his vegetables in the house, so he put down his tools and went back into the house without having time to clean them.
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