Bright sunlight shone through the main door, cutting through the door frame and casting a blade-like shadow on the floor.
Ruan Xi sat next to this shadow with clear edges, holding a small piece of gray old fabric in his left hand, and a fine needle in his right hand, sewing back and forth on the old fabric in his left hand, with a big yellow cat lying at his feet. The big
yellow cat had a good sleep, so he got up, bent his waist and stretched his body, then went to the old tailor's feet, circled around his feet, and raised his head to meow at him from time to time. The meow signal was very obvious, that it was hungry and wanted something to eat.
It would catch mice by itself at night, and look for the old tailor when it was hungry during the day.
The old tailor looked at the big yellow cat and snorted coldly: "Eat inside and outside, eat a hammer!"
The big yellow cat is called Da Mi, the only companion in the old tailor's life, or it can be said to be a companion in his old age. One person and one cat live in this house. The old tailor would hold it and sleep under the grape trellis when he had nothing to do, and talk to it.
But since Ruan Xi came to learn the craft, Da Mi turned around and stuck to Ruan Xi. When Ruan Xi was making things, it was either playing with rags next to Ruan Xi or sleeping at her feet. It only remembered to look for the old tailor when it was hungry.
Hearing the old tailor's words, Ruan Xi lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and continued to pinch the needle and sew.
After collecting the thread ends, she put down the scissors and needle and thread, took a few processed scraps of fabric and walked to the old tailor, smiling and said to him: "Master, I have made all the buttonholes you taught me, please take a look."
Then she handed them to him one by one, "This is a flat buttonhole."
"This is a round buttonhole."
"This one is a rolled edge buttonhole."
"And this one, the hole is not open, it is a decorative buttonhole."
Although he would sigh in his heart every time he saw Ruan Xi's work, and the number of times was not small, but when he saw her make new things, the old tailor would still continue to sigh in his heart.
He had lived his whole life, and he had never seen such a talented person, who could tell at a glance that there was no boasting in her. Moreover, she could not only learn it after just one look, but also made things that were not ugly and looked very good.
But he did not show it. After watching, he just cleared his throat and said lightly, "Not bad."
Ruan Xi knew where her level was, and could see that the old tailor was not sincere. She smiled and took back the buttonholes she made, and said, "It's almost noon. I will go home to eat first, and I will come back in the afternoon."
The old tailor leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, "You are not tired of running back and forth, stay and eat together."
What? What did the old man just say?
Ruan Xi was stunned, and even doubted her ears.
She blinked at the old tailor, her eyes
slightly widened unconsciously, "What did you say?" The old tailor looked impatient and said unhappily, "If you don't want to, leave!"
Ruan Xi never cared about his bad temper, and hurriedly laughed and said, "Yes, yes, of course I am willing."
If she stayed for dinner, she could not only save food for the family, but also eat some good food. Why wouldn't she be willing? She knew very well how comfortable the old tailor's life was.
Of course, the old tailor could live so comfortably, in addition to the fact that he was the only tailor on Fengming Mountain, another important reason was that he was the only one in his family, and he didn't have to support a large family. There were
few people in the family, and they didn't eat much, so they could live a much more comfortable life than others.
Of course, Ruan Xi also knew that if the old tailor invited her to dinner, it was impossible for him to cook for her himself. He probably wanted her to stay and cook for him. He got a relief, and she could have a meal, so no one would feel at a loss.
So Ruan Xi didn't carry the yellow schoolbag, but went to the kitchen to wash rice.
Even without the memory of her original body, cooking was not difficult for Ruan Xi. She usually loved to think about food after work. Cooking was one of her hobbies, and she had studied various cuisines.
With the original body's more than ten years of life experience and a few times of hands-on operation, Ruan Xi could use the wood stove. After she washed the rice and lit the fire to steam the rice, Da Mi came in through the door frame and got next to her.
Ruan Xi stroked the cat while steaming rice.
After collecting the last bit of soup from the rice, she got up and went out to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables.
She picked four green peppers, a loofah, and also plucked two scallions.
She returned to the kitchen to wash and cut the vegetables, removed the stems of the green peppers, peeled the loofah, chopped the scallions, and minced a few cloves of garlic. She then used the existing seasonings to make a sauce and added two eggs into a bowl.
Although the old tailor always had a bad complexion, spoke harshly, and was not friendly to others, he was not completely unkind. When Ruan Xi prepared the dishes, he came into the house and went to light the fire behind the stove.
Ruan Xi stretched her head to look at him, smiled, and said nothing.
She was afraid that what she said would embarrass him, so he would throw the fire stick on the ground and stop lighting the fire for her.
Of course, she could also light the fire and cook at the same time, but it was just troublesome, so it would be better to have someone to help.
After heating the iron pot, Ruan Xi poured the green pepper into the pot and stir-fried it until the skin of the green pepper was wrinkled, and added a little oil to the pot from time to time. After the wrinkles on the skin of the green pepper became more, add the minced garlic and stir-fry
until fragrant, then pour in the prepared sauce, and remove the sauce from the pot. Because there was no range hood, the aroma of the food filled the whole house, making the old tailor drool.
After Ruan Xi finished making tiger skin green peppers, she also fried some stir-fried loofah and eggs.
She herself felt a little greedy when she smelled it, after all, she had not eaten a single hot dish since she came here. Now two delicious dishes were fried in front of her, her mouth was watering and her appetite was whetted. She felt that she could eat two big bowls of rice.
Of course, there was not that much rice for her to eat.
Two hot dishes were served, Ruan Xi served the rice and took the chopsticks, and sat down at the table with the old tailor. After the old tailor tasted the fried egg with loofah, she looked at the old tailor and asked, "Master, how is it?"
The old tailor swallowed the fried egg with loofah and cleared his throat, and said, "Not bad."
In fact, his eyes and small expressions had already betrayed him.
Ruan Xi smiled and did not expose him, and put a tiger skin green pepper into her bowl.
She can also eat spicy food, and the spiciness of this green pepper is no problem for her.
The old tailor took another bite of the tiger skin green pepper, and his eyes lit up even more obviously as he ate something delicious. He didn't expect that Ruan Xi not only learned the craft quickly and skillfully, but also cooked such delicious dishes.
He usually made clothes for others and was invited to their homes as a treat. He had eaten many people's meals and even had pork at the end of the year. But no matter which family cooked the dishes, none of them were as delicious as Ruan Xi's.
After a mouthful of fried loofah with egg and a mouthful of tiger skin green pepper, the old tailor's eyes lit up, and he no longer put on airs in front of Ruan Xi, but just wolfed down the food with chopsticks.
Ruan Xi did not compete with him for the food, but ate slowly with chopsticks, with a satisfied smile on her face.
After dinner, the old tailor was in a very good mood, and even hummed a little tune when he lay down under the grape trellis.
Ruan Xi washed the dishes while listening to his little tune, and then lay down on the sewing machine to rest for a while.
In the afternoon, she learned some new things from the old tailor, but the old tailor had an idea every now and then, and suddenly said that teaching was too fast, and said that teaching the apprentice would starve the master to death, and refused to teach her more.
Ruan Xi thought for a moment, looked at him and asked, "You don't want me to finish my apprenticeship so soon, so you keep me to cook for you, right?"
The old tailor, whose thoughts were exposed, frowned, blew his beard and said unhappily, "Do I look like someone who has bought food for eight lifetimes? I said I won't teach you today, so I won't teach you. If you don't want to cook, you can go back and eat at noon tomorrow."
Ruan Xi looked at him and smiled, "Then I will go back today and come to cook for you tomorrow."
The old tailor touched his goatee and snorted, "It doesn't matter if you come or not."
Ruan Xi felt like she was coaxing a child: "Don't worry! I will definitely come!"
After that, she went to get her schoolbag and put it on her body, but when she was about to leave, the old tailor suddenly called her again. She turned around without knowing why, and saw the old tailor picking a bunch of grapes under the grape rack.
He came over with grapes, handed them to Ruan Xi and said, "I can't eat them when I'm old. They're so sour that my teeth ache. Take them."
Ruan Xi was a little surprised and was stunned for a moment. "Give... give them to me?"
The old tailor threw the grapes directly into her hand and turned away.
How cool!
Ruan Xi looked at the grapes in her hand and then at the old tailor, and shouted in a clear voice, "Thank you, Master!"
Walking on the mountain road back home, Ruan Xi pulled a grape out of her schoolbag, peeled it and squeezed it into her mouth. She thought the grapes would make her teeth sour, but she didn't expect it to be sweet, not sour at all.
She slightly widened her eyes and tasted another one. It was still sweet!
Ruan Xi was surprised to savor the sweetness in her mouth - this master is capable!
She felt happy and sweet in her heart, but she didn't continue to taste it. She planned to take the grapes home and eat them with Ruan Zhigao, Liu Xinghua, Ruan Changsheng and Ruan Jie, so that they could taste the sweet taste together.
However, before she got home, she saw Ling Yao reading a book and herding pigs on the hillside.
Not far from Ling Yao were Gao Haiyang and his idiots. They didn't beat Ling Yao today, but everyone had a handful of stones in their hands and were throwing them at Ling Yao, teasing him, "Say something, you fool!"
Ling Yao was concentrating on reading his book, as if he didn't hear anything.
Ruan Xi held her breath, pointed at Gao Haiyang's gang and shouted: "What are you doing? Are you looking for death?"
Seeing Ruan Xi, Gao Haiyang's gang didn't dare to say anything more, turned around and ran away.
Ruan Xi could see that Ruan Changsheng must have warned them.
After sending Gao Haiyang's gang away, Ruan Xi walked to Ling Yao.
Ling Yao stood up from the stone with a book and said to her: "Thank you."
Her legs were sore from walking, so Ruan Xi sat on the stone and looked up at him, "If they bully you again in the future, tell me, I will ask Uncle Wu to beat them up, I guarantee they won't even dare to laugh at you."
Ling Yao said: "They didn't beat me today."
He sat down next to Ruan Xi and looked at the pig not far away.
Ruan Xi looked at the book in his hand curiously and asked him, "What are you reading?"
Ling Yao turned around and handed the book to Ruan Xi.
Ruan Xi opened it and took a look. She knew most of the Chinese characters, but she couldn't understand what was said inside.
She frowned subconsciously and squinted her eyes in confusion: "This..."
"Oh." Ling Yao thought that she didn't go to school much and only knew a few words, so he explained again: "This is physics."
Ruan Xi laughed dryly. Of course she knew this was physics. She also studied high school physics, right?
She asked Ling Yao: "How old are you?"
Ling Yao said: "Born in 1960."
Ruan Xi calculated that he was thirteen years old now.
Thirteen years old reading this kind of physics that was like a heavenly book? Although she couldn't understand it, she could see that it was beyond the depth of high school physics.
Ruan Xi smiled and carefully tested, "Do you understand what is in the book?"
Ling Yao: "Yes, it's very simple."
Ruan Xi: "..."
OK. Okay.
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