Fast-travel counterattack: The villain boss, teasing the wrong person

Chapter 145: Survival in the Drought Year (35)

Grandma immediately said: "I'm going to tell you about this today, and it's still empty... It's just that we don't have enough manpower, you and Dali and Chunhua are hunting, and Chunhuaniang and I at home can't do so much work! "

After all, they still have to collect snow water, cook, roast air-dried meat, and pickle the cabbage and radishes that were brought in before.

"By the way, the tank is not enough." Grandma said, although she has not experienced drought, she heard from the old man in the family before that the preparations made by the old man seem to be to prevent drought.

Although I don't know where the old man got the news from, Grandma agrees. It's better to make some preparations than starve to death when the event comes.

The only thing that worries her is military service. The family has bought coarse grains with all their money. What will happen to the military service then?

Grandpa frowned. The snow this winter was not as heavy as in previous years, but the weather was cold and the roads were slippery. They couldn't go out at all. What should I use to hold the snow water?

Suning blinked and came up with an idea, "Grandpa, we can burn clay pots ourselves!"

Anyway, it’s not for sale, and it doesn’t need to be pretty, as long as it’s big enough and strong enough, and the method must be found in eggs.

Grandpa was a little embarrassed, "This, isn't it easy to burn?"

Su Ning nodded, "It's not easy to burn, but we can try it ourselves, otherwise, these ten tanks are not enough for our family."

When Grandpa heard this, he thought to himself that nothing was as important as the lives of his family members, but in this way, the hunting would definitely be delayed, so he couldn't help hesitating...

Food and water are equally important!
After thinking for a while, Grandpa quickly made a choice.

There is still time for the food to be stored. At worst, they will eat two less when they are old, but it is absolutely impossible to have no water. Will the family members die of thirst?
In addition, in addition to storing snow water, pickled vegetables and dried vegetables need to be packed, and earthenware pots are the most suitable. No matter what they think, they are in urgent need of a large number of earthenware pots. He didn't dare to buy it, isn't this obviously arousing suspicion!

Of course, the most important thing is that the burning of pottery was proposed by Chunhua. In all likelihood, she has already paid attention to it. If so, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and burn it out. Before the Chinese New Year, you can kill a few more wild rabbits. , Add meal to the New Year's Eve dinner.

"I won't be hunting today, so I'll think about how to make pottery." Grandpa made a final decision, "When the time comes, we will cultivate the land vigorously, and you and Miss Chunhua will help."

Grandma smiled and heyed.

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My father, grandmother and mother have already gone to the field, while Suning and grandpa are squatting on the ground and mud.

The first step in firing pottery is of course to build a cave.

The two of them were doing this right now.

Suning is responsible for watering, grandpa and mud, and the stones used in the cave. My father brought a lot of them after eating. When the time comes, mix it with mud paste and burn it dry.

Fortunately, because they have low requirements, it doesn't matter if there is anything inappropriate in the middle. After all, they are serious about not burning directly on the bonfire.

The cave dwelling was built in half a day, dried completely after drying overnight, and then added firewood to burn it completely. In the afternoon of the next day, Suning and grandpa started to make mud embryos.

The ultimate goal is to burn a large tank. Because I have no experience, I start with a small clay pot.

After the mud embryos are made, they must be dried before being fired in the furnace. The two made nearly fifty mud embryos, large and small, and then they were idle.

Grandpa went to help daddy and grandma to open up wasteland, while Suning stayed in the cave with little brother Dahe and Goudan.

Oh, and cooking by the way.

She hadn't cooked for a while, and although Cheng Yongxu didn't say anything, his face was getting darker day by day, but it made the family worried for a long time, but they didn't know where he had offended anyone.

Suning couldn't help it, she was too busy, she was exhausted and paralyzed after hunting every day, and she didn't even want to move a finger, let alone cook.

Fortunately, the craftsmanship of the old lady and grandma is not bad, Cheng Yongxu just ate a little less, so that his life would not be in danger, so she turned a blind eye with peace of mind.

Since he wanted to reward everyone and Cheng Yongxu, Suning prepared a variety of meals, including various barbecues, large stews, corn bone soup, and tamales, trying to make everyone eat to their fullest.

Because of his small size and lack of strength, he was slow to do it. Before it was finished, Cheng Yongxu came back, still carrying a few prey in his hand.

But this time it was stripped and washed.

Throwing it to her directly, without leaving a word.

Suning didn't intend to be greedy for his prey either, thinking that he had really lost weight these days and didn't eat well, so he simply sat on the biggest iron pot at home, filled the pot with water, threw two hares and two pheasants into it, and she picked it up again. The pork belly and the tenderloin that have been hung on two bars for a few days are put in the pot together.

The water is boiled to skim off the froth, and various seasonings such as ginger, green onion, garlic, peppercorns, star anise, and rock sugar are added, and then stewed in a pot.

Glancing at Goudan, who was staring at him eagerly, she motioned him to get a dozen or so eggs, washed them and put them in the pot.

Turning around and cooking quickly, I realized that my mother came back at some point and was helping her chop vegetables. Seeing her coming, she said, "Chunhua, mother will do it. You can tell mother next to you, okay?"

"Okay!" Suning replied with a smile, chattering around the old lady.

"Chunhua, why is it so fragrant?" The old lady moved her nose after cutting the vegetables.

Suning looked back at the big iron pot. White smoke curled up from the edge of the pot, and was blown away by the cold wind just one centimeter away from the pot lid.

The wind carried the smell of marinated wild boars all over the mountain, and there were a few roars of animals not far away, as if asking who made the smell.

"Mom, I'll go and have a look first." Suning said as he ran to the pot, opened a crack, and saw that the water in the pot was still full, so he felt relieved, covered the pot tightly, and pulled the firewood from the stove. Take it down, take out the big pieces and throw them on the snow, leaving only some small pieces to burn slowly.

After all, stewed meat needs to be simmered slowly to produce its taste. When the meat is stewed well, the taste will be more fragrant and attractive.

However, at least it can be cooked at night.

When leaving, don’t forget to pull away the dog eggs squatting on the ground. It is very dangerous for children in front of the stove.

The old lady quickly cooked the few dishes she had mentioned, warming them in the pot, while Suning was grilling meat skewers and vegetable skewers by the fire, with dog eggs hanging beside the fire.

Not long after, the rest of the people came one after another.

Everyone first went to appreciate the "works" of Suning and Grandpa before washing their hands. First, they ate hot dishes to pad their stomachs, and then grilled by the fire with skewers.

After eating this meal for a long time, it was grandma who urged grandpa to go to the field, and everyone dispersed.

The leftovers from lunch at night, of course, this does not include Cheng Yongxu.

When the stewed meat was ready, a big plate was cut for him, and Cheng Yongxu ate it all without refusing to come.

Compared with his thin body and flat stomach, it is hard to believe that he can eat so well.

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