Huaiyu slept until after eight o'clock the next day. She stared at the clock for a long time, wondering why she went to bed early and got up late when there was no entertainment at night?

But she soon understood herself: the human body, like nature, has its own set of operating rules. There must be a reason why she can sleep so well, and it is normal.

Thinking of this, she confidently opened the door again.

The weather in April was exceptionally warm, and the sun at nine o'clock had already shone brightly. Lin Xuefeng and Zhou Qian were in the yard, one sitting there weaving loose bamboo strips with nimble hands and feet, while the other was quickly pulling out bamboo threads with tools with nimble hands and feet.

One is black and the other is white, one is still and the other is moving, and the match is particularly perfect.

Huaiyu looked at the bamboo plaque in Lin Xuefeng's hand, which was about 50 cm in diameter, and was now being finished. Originally, he had planned to weave a bigger one yesterday, but the bean sprouts needed to be soaked in water, and there was no basin that big at home.

When he started today, Lin Xuefeng had to settle for the second best and made one according to the size of the basin at home.

Huaiyu didn't mind the size. She was just surprised by the holes on the bamboo plaque: "Can it be used now?"

"Sure." Lin Xuefeng's fingers flexibly twisted around the bamboo strips. "You can use them to sprout bean sprouts after the ends are closed. But bamboo leaves soaked in water like this won't last long. Do you want to buy some plastic baskets next time?"

Huaiyu thought about it and shook his head again: "Then let's cut more bamboo. Bamboo is free, and it will prevent Kuang Biao from sneaking across the border."

If the Rose Corridor hadn't been so closely guarded, how could he have occupied such a small space at this moment? She looked at the two people who were working and hesitated: "Are you tired of doing this?"

Lin Xuefeng laughed dumbly: "What's so tiring about this? If I don't do these, will I just be idle and do nothing?"

Even Zhou Qian, who was working at home, felt more at ease. It was indeed difficult to have nothing to do and no entertainment.

Huaiyu had many plans for this. While serving breakfast to the stove, he asked, "By the way, Brother Zhou Qian, can you make a beehive? The beehive we brought back from the wilderness is now going to be used as a new nest."

This is a bit beyond the scope of life skills.

But Zhou Qian thought about it, then nodded: "It's okay, let's try it first. Xiaoyu, when you cut the honey, leave some to purify it, so that they won't fly away because of my lack of experience."

Huai Yu nodded. This morning's breakfast was probably Zhou Qian's cooking. He was mediocre in other things but loved innovation, but for breakfast he was probably used to the rhythm of training all day, so he cut a plate of sausages and fried rice with a little egg early in the morning.

There was also a bowl of porridge in the pot next to it, probably because they were afraid that someone would choke.

Huaiyu is not picky at all - as long as Zhou Qian doesn't innovate, he is a good Zhou Qian!

When she finished her meal, Lin Xuefeng had already woven the small bamboo plaque in his hand. He handed it to Huaiyu, who put a handful of soybeans on it and shook it, and found that the size of the holes was just right, and he was immediately attracted:

"Let's have bean sprouts for lunch!"

Although there weren't enough eggs and the side dishes weren't anything special, stir-fried green pepper with bean sprouts was just as delicious! Huaiyu was full of confidence, holding the bamboo plate and going back to the room - this had to be kept away from light, otherwise it would turn green when exposed to light, and it would always taste weird when fried.

If the green bean sprouts are not paired with enough meat dishes, they will inevitably taste too plain.

She was alone in the room, stimulating the growth and changing the water, going back and forth several times, and finally before noon she produced a large pot of densely packed bean sprouts!

It didn't take much time to stimulate the germination, and changing the water was also easy. The most important thing was that it took several hours to soak the soybeans in water.

"look!"

She called two people to see it like she was presenting a treasure. They saw that the plump soybeans that had been soaked in water were just stuck in the holes and crevices of the bamboo plate. The top was cracked in two, and a plump and cute white bean sprout sprouted from inside. They were next to each other, and you could pull a handful of them with just your hand.

Not to mention how cute!

There is an old whisker at the bottom, and it is best to pinch it off when eating to make it taste better.

Zhou Qian took a look and was very happy: "This is really good!"

Lin Xuefeng thought for a moment and said, "Xiaoyu, if we want to sell bean sprouts, they have to grow in the room. The place is too small, and even if we make a shelf, we can't put up more than a few layers."

He pointed to the utility shed and said, "How about you use your supernatural power to grow plants and block the light outside. Make a darker area inside to grow bean sprouts?"

Huaiyu thought about it, then nodded: "Okay!"

Zhou Qian sighed, "If this were the case in the past, when eating hot pot, we would put the bean sprouts in first and cook them until they were soft and fragrant. It was so delicious."

As for now...

Forget about hotpot.

"Why don't you think about it?" Huai Yu said anxiously: "You can think about it, we have seasoning!"

There is no butter, but there is lard!

Or you can wait until the soybeans are grown and make a batch of soybean oil.

He can probably find other chili peppers and spices here, and then make some bone soup for hot pot ingredients...

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

It can be done! Huaiyu instantly became energetic. Looking at the bean sprouts in his hand, he no longer thought about stir-frying them. Instead, he was full of energy: "I'll go and make something else. Let's have spicy hot pot for lunch!"

Zhou Qian perked up and immediately threw down the bamboo in his hand: "Then I'll go find a piece of meat to slice."

In a blink of an eye, Lin Xuefeng holding the bamboo thread was the only one left in the yard.

He smiled helplessly, realizing that Zhou Qian and Huai Yu, two people with completely different personalities, could get along very well with each other. It turned out that they had some hidden common traits.

but……

Malatang.

It feels like the last time I ate this snack that is most commonly found at the school gate was a lifetime ago.

His hands moved faster and his expression gradually revealed anticipation.

…

At the same time, Wu Yue, who had been lying quietly in the medical cabin, slowly opened his eyes.

He had been lying down for too long, and his nutritional supply could not keep up with the consumption of the elm yellow mushrooms. He was as thin as a skeleton in the early stages, which made the medical team very nervous.

In the later stage, the growth of the elm yellow mushroom slowed down, and he had the opportunity to slowly replenish the energy. Now when he opened his eyes, his cheeks were thin and sunken, but overall he was still normal.

At least when he finished the examination, he was not frightened at all when he saw himself in the mirror after washing up - the medical team didn't know how to describe their powerlessness and helplessness, and now they were hesitant, and seeing that he didn't ask, they didn't report his condition for the time being.

They all used to respect Wu Yue, but everything that happened in the wilderness overturned their long-held perceptions.

After a few months of treatment, this feeling will gradually fade away along with the regret. But mushrooms growing on people is a little bit funny and weird.

In addition, I heard that the Academy of Agricultural Sciences had successfully cultivated a high-yield elm yellow mushroom. When everyone exchanged information, the emotions became even more complicated. (End of this chapter)