I only ate half of the braised chicken from last night, and there are still some steamed buns left. They are all left in the space. I am too lazy to make them again, so I can just take them out and eat them when I eat later.
I didn't stay in the cellar for too long because there were ice cubes stored next to it from last year. Although they had melted a little, the cool air still came in through the outside and made it chilly inside.
The only vegetables in the yard were radishes and cabbages that were prepared for storage. I planned to chop them up and make sauerkraut in two days.
Fresh vegetables are grown where the hot springs are, so there aren’t many planted in the yard. They’re just enough for our family and the people in the cowshed.
I walked to the corner and took a look at the chickens. I had raised them for two or three years. Aren’t they a little too old?
I don’t know if it’s because the temperature has dropped or if the chickens are getting old, but they haven’t been laying eggs as frequently recently. I might as well kill them and raise them again next year.
Su Qingxue thought that since she didn't have to raise children anymore, she might as well raise a few more chickens. That way she wouldn't have to worry about not having enough eggs and having to buy them herself.
A normal person’s family may have enough eggs to eat, after all, there are four or five chickens laying eggs. Although they may only pick up two or three eggs every day, it is enough for them to eat. They may even be reluctant to eat them and can save some.
But Su Qingxue's family is an exception. They never save money. Every time they eat eggs, they eat as much as they want, so there is never enough.
I ate some leftovers at noon and took a nap. After I woke up, I didn’t get up. I closed my eyes and entered the space with my mental power. I packed up all the mountain products I had picked in the past two days and peeled those that needed to be peeled.
After his mental strength was exhausted, he lay on the bed to rest. He took a fruit seed and directly ripened an apple tree.
After the fruits are picked, the branches of the fruit trees are stored in the space. At this time, there are already many branches of fruit trees in the space. These are all reserved for preparing smoked meat. It feels that smoking meat with fruit tree branches has a special fragrance.
I don’t know how many apples there are in this space, but they keep being the same few kinds. It seems I have to find a way to get more fruits from the south to change the taste.
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