After Yunxi finished setting things up, she heard the loudspeaker outside announcing the end of the workday, knowing that everyone should be going home for dinner.
After smelling the aroma of lard and fried small fish for so long today, I no longer want to cook in the kitchen.
I even felt incredibly full, but I definitely couldn't not eat.
So I just took a steamed bun from the space, filled it with a bowl of mushroom soup, and that'll be my dinner for tonight.
Yunxi thought that there were still so many mushrooms in the space, and even a lot of broken mushrooms. She felt it would be a waste not to cook them properly.
I was thinking of asking my great-uncle's wife, my great-aunt, someday. I heard that her mushroom sauce is especially delicious.
My own grandmother also made mushroom sauce, and although it was quite delicious, it wasn't as good as my great-aunt's.
If you're going to learn something, learn the most delicious one; forget about the rest.
After filling my stomach, I was about to go inside to get my clothes and take a shower.
Then I heard the clucking of the chickens in the backyard and realized that I had forgotten about them all day.
Not only did they not feed them, they didn't even collect the eggs; it was really wrong of them.
She quickly ran to the backyard, and as soon as the chickens saw Yunxi walking over, they surrounded her and started clucking incessantly, clearly reminding her that they were very hungry.
I only found three eggs. Luckily, they weren't pecked by the hungry hens, otherwise it would have been a shame.
He took some snails out of his spatial storage, picked up a large rock nearby, smashed all the snails, and fed them to the chickens.
As compensation for forgetting them today, let the buns have a good meat meal, hoping they'll lay more eggs tomorrow.
After dealing with the pheasants, I saw that there were many ripe vegetables in the garden. Since it wasn't too late, I decided to pick them.
After picking all the vegetables and storing them in the space, I came to a corner and saw that the chives there were almost ready to be harvested.
If they weren't cut soon, they'd get too old. So he took a kitchen knife from his spatial storage, cut all the chives, and went back into his spatial storage.
It weighs about three or four pounds in total. We didn't plant that many; if we planted more, we would have harvested even more.
The chives had been harvested and everyone was ready to leave when they noticed the pumpkin vines next to them. The vines looked a bit shriveled, and some had even turned yellow and withered.
It's time to stop planting.
Quickly pick all the pumpkins that have grown on the pumpkin vines. There were only three or four pumpkins planted, but there were still quite a few pumpkins growing on the vines.
After putting them all into the space, I roughly counted them; there were about twenty or thirty.
Although not many plants grow this, it produces a lot of fruit, enough to last for a long time.
Besides the twenty or thirty older ones, there were two relatively young pumpkins hanging at the end of the vine. They had missed the bus ahead and therefore wouldn't grow any bigger.
It's so tender, you can stir-fry it directly.
All the pumpkins were harvested, and the pumpkin vines were pulled up. They were placed separately in a corner to dry in the sun for two or three days, and then they could be used as fuel for a fire.
He controlled the river water in the control space and watered all the vegetables in the backyard. After making sure the soil was thoroughly wet, he left the backyard.
I went straight into the kitchen, boiled a big pot of water, grabbed my clothes, and took a shower. I also washed my hair, as I had spent the whole morning in the forest and my hair was so itchy if I didn't wash it.
The water in the pot was kept boiling; once one pot was boiled, it was put away, and then the next pot was boiled.
They didn't use a basin or jar to hold it; they simply put the hot water from the pot into a separate space.
Anyway, I'm not going to rest anytime soon, so it's good to boil more hot water and keep it in my space for later use.
After washing and drying the clothes I had taken off under the eaves, and making sure there was nothing else to do, I took out my sewing basket from inside the house and sat down under the eaves.
It was only today, while I was on the mountain, that I realized I didn't have enough clothes. I wanted to change clothes halfway through, but I couldn't find anything exactly the same.
This time, I simply took out a roll of black fabric and prepared to make several sets of clothes for myself to wear while working, and I wanted to make them exactly the same.
Since this wasn't my first time making clothes, I felt that I had inherited the original owner's skills, so making clothes wasn't a difficult task for me.
Why not simply store the fabric inside the space and start cutting it directly from there? That would be much easier than cutting it with scissors outside.
Ten sets of clothes were cut out, all in black. Anyway, the color of this kind of fabric will lighten a bit after washing a few times, so it won't be too black. Ten sets are enough, that should be enough to wear.
The water in the pot can be heated up in about 15 minutes, and it will be around 70 or 80 degrees Celsius, which is just right.
So when Yunxi is making clothes, she always keeps an eye on the time. Every 15 minutes or so, she goes to boil water in a pot and adds well water at the same time.
I was making clothes when I heard a knock on the door.
This made Yunxi very curious; she wondered who would come looking for her.
Who is it?
“Yunxi, don’t be afraid, it’s me, your uncle.”
Hearing that it was her uncle who came to see her surprised Yunxi, but fortunately she didn't think too much about it. She quickly put down the clothes in her hand and ran to open the door.
"Uncle, is there something you need so late?"
Before the door was even open, Yunxi asked directly, but she didn't pay any attention when she didn't hear an answer.
When Yunxi opened the door, she saw that her uncle was carrying meat and immediately knew why he had come.
"Uncle, you should take this meat back. I can't eat it this month. It's so hot now, it would be a waste if it spoiled here."
Yun Shanfu glanced inside and saw that there was no light at all. He looked at Yunxi with concern, thinking that she might be trying to save money by not even lighting a kerosene lamp.
"This is meant for you, you can't refuse it. If you hadn't called out in advance, none of us would have had a chance to eat meat. So you can't have it now, but it won't be long. Just salt it for now, and it won't spoil when it's ready to eat."
Without waiting for Yunxi to speak, he handed her the three pounds of meat he was carrying.
"This is something I specially saved for you, the fattier cut of meat. You can't refuse it. Alright, it's getting late, I should go back now. Lock the door and take it home."
Before Yunxi could react, her uncle left, leaving her standing foolishly at the door with the meat in her hands.
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