I became an old man in my leisure time

Fortunately, today is the 30th of the first lunar month, and tomorrow is February, so the number of stalls should be refreshed.

"Lao Gu, Lao Gu, do you want to eat salted fish today?" Xiao Man came jumping to report.

Well, I should be here to care about the taste of the salted fish and other seafood I got last night.

Facing this lively guy who looked like he was carrying two big rabbits, Gu Ke's mood finally improved: "Don't eat it in the morning, it's too salty. You and Chun Xia will study it for lunch."

After saying that, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "It's time to add some meat to the valley, maybe some seafood instead."

Xiaoman nodded repeatedly: "It's a pity that I can't bring live fish and shrimp back, otherwise I would put them in the stream and keep them for eating in the future. By the way, can we raise algae?"

Gu Ke couldn't help pinching her cheeks with his hands: "Those are seafood, including the kelp, which can only grow in the sea."

When Xiao Man heard this, he was extremely disappointed: "Ah, I can't raise it. It's a pity."

Gu Ke simply put his hands together and turned her bun face into a pie face: "What are you thinking about? There are enough grains and vegetables grown in the valley, and you still need to practice martial arts well. It's better to change seeds and plants less often. , you can change it to something else.”

Xiao Man thought that he would be able to eat salted fish at noon today, and a smile appeared on his face that was cut into a big cake. He nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, this is better."

After breakfast, Chun Xia told him another piece of good news.

They finally came up with a stable yeast that would no longer cause over-fermentation and a sour taste.

Although on New Year's Eve, all the girls said that the caramel bread was delicious, even Bai Suqing and Miss Qin did not object.

But the two girls, Chun Xia, noticed Gu Ke's expression and found that he only ate one, frowned and did not take the second one.

The two women knew very well that it was Gu Ke, not anyone else, who asked them to do things and make various demands.

If he didn't say he was satisfied, there must be problems.

After asking him about it later, they got the answer that the noodles would become sour and the taste would be affected, so they could only continue to experiment.

Fortunately, there is a large amount of purple wheat flour as raw material, so you can experiment once or twice every day.

Among the test products produced, those with good taste can be used as snacks for Bai Suqing and Miss Qin, while those with bad taste can be used as self-service food in the canteen.

If you really can’t eat it, throw it back into the warehouse to keep it fresh and keep it as compost material.

Gu Ke never blamed them for such a thing.

Success is mostly accumulated from failures again and again.

People who require others to never make mistakes and become experts or masters directly have no brains.

Besides, most of the products tested by the two women in spring and summer went into people's stomachs, so not much wasted.

Gu Ke thought about his promise to Xiao Man and said casually: "Seafood braised noodles, let's eat seafood braised noodles today."

Seeing the smile on his face, the two girls, Chun Xia, quickly agreed.

Turning around and leaving the workshop, they looked at each other and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Chunshuang also patted her chest: "It's finally done. Every time my husband asks me how I am, I get very nervous."

Xia Lan took her arm and walked back with a smile: "Okay, Mr. is quite a nice person. Well, it's just that his tongue is too picky and he feels more difficult to serve than the eldest lady."

Chun Shuang: "The noodles are ready now, why don't you order the tofu and try it?"

Xia Lan: "We have a lot of salt brine now. We try it several times a day, but it won't last a few days. If you have some free time, you might as well think about how to make the soy sauce and vinegar that my husband mentioned."

Chunshuang covered her head: "Stop talking, we have collected several batches of grass and hemp in the field. It's time to spin and weave."

Xia Lan couldn't help but give her a few slaps on the butt: "I'm happy when I'm happy, why do I mention these things? It feels like my whole body needs to be broken into several pieces to be used."

The two women were fighting and staying away, but Gu Ke in the processing workshop curled his lips when he heard it: "Is this for myself? It's not for everyone. If you don't do anything, you will be raised like a pig every day."

For example, he is currently studying how to make special fertilizer for Xiantian, and the material is naturally the remains of Baigui.

When the processing plant was established, it was divided into two. The south side was used for manufacturing food and other things, while the north side was reserved for various inedible things, one of which was fertilizer.

Several columns with a height and diameter of three feet rose from the ground in a corner of the processing workshop. Inside were various grass, pine and rattan wastes, kitchen waste, and harvested black beans, millet, and millet straw.

Because Gu Ke only knew about composting, he could only do experiments on how to do it specifically. These pits were just experiments, and the materials, water, air, etc. were different.

All those who had successfully composted in the past, without exception, produced the basic fertilizer "Golden Garbage". The description of the item is to continuously provide greater nutrients to non-Xiantian land.

If used in Xiantian, it will be absorbed instantly, but there will be no obvious improvement effect.

Gu Ke could only complain that this Jin Ke La was indeed a scam. No wonder the Immortal Cultivation Game would treat this thing as a gift.

In the game, the growth period of high-end crops can often take hundreds of hours, and if you sprinkle them with gold, you can lose one hour.

You might say it’s useless, but it really saves time.

You think it is useful, but the time saved is almost nothing.

Or he thought it would be a pity to throw away the things produced by Xianda, and getting compost was just a convenient thing, so he did it.

But from the moment Bai Gui was sliced ​​into pieces, the raw materials suddenly opened the door to a new world.

He opened a new pit, threw a few pieces of Baigui's body into it, covered it with the kitchen scraps and material fragments from the past two days, poured water on it to keep it moist, and then left.

At lunch, what is brought to the small thatched house in spring, summer, autumn and winter is a large pot of seafood noodles, as well as multigrain steamed buns and salted tofu.

Gu Ke started to eat. The white noodles were chewy and not sour.

The soup was made by blanching kelp and several wild vegetables, squeezing them dry, shredding them, and mixing them with a small amount of salted fish.

There were onions, ginger, and garlic to remove the odor and enhance the freshness, and a little wild pepper was added.

The aroma of vegetables and seafood, mixed with a slight numbing taste, was both delicious and appetizing.

Gu Ke tasted it carefully, and the others started eating when he took the first bite.

Stewed noodles are not uncommon, but seafood stewed noodles are the first in the valley in a few months.

The wild tofu noodles before? Haha, I ate too much and got used to the taste, so I can only say it was okay.

Today I finally changed the taste. The first reaction when I put it in my mouth was "It's so delicious", and then I thought about the previous trial product "What the hell is it", and then I tasted it carefully and found that the taste of the noodles is really much better.

Gu Ke only ate stewed noodles for one night, so he made himself a bowl of tofu pudding, poured ginger juice, garlic water, pepper oil, sprinkled with salt, chopped green onions, and fried black beans, mixed it with a bamboo spoon, and it was delicious.

This is a bit like the tofu pudding he ate at the stall in his hometown in his previous life.

Of course, there are coriander, chili oil, vinegar, etc. in the tofu pudding.

But you can't expect too much to eat tofu pudding of 60% or 70% so soon.

There will be coriander, chili oil, and vinegar.

There is too little meat in the food, so you can exchange it for some finished products to satisfy your cravings for the time being.

There is a livestock farm in the Xiuxian game, and you can only raise livestock with it. He just doesn't understand the conditions for opening it for the time being.

But eating less meat will not affect everyone's life and cultivation, so this matter can be done slowly.

Everyone swept away two pots of stewed noodles and tofu pudding, a large basket of grain steamed buns, and went to practice and work.

Gu Ke accumulated several standard bamboo houses, and after consideration, he used them on the small thatched house.

The hut looks like the most "ordinary" of all the system buildings.

It has no special features, but it is the default player residence, sheltering all system members and his safety point.

After upgrading, it can not only unlock more player permissions, but may also enhance the shelter effect.

Instead of upgrading other system buildings alone, it is better to upgrade the hut first.

It takes 40 units of soul source to upgrade it to level 2, and only 16 units are used with the standard bamboo house at a discount, and Gu Ke still has 6 units of soul source left.

Gu Ke is quite satisfied with the effect of the upgrade.

He can further increase the duration of the permissions granted to visitors/friends, up to one year for visitors and ten years for friends.

They can be granted the permission to use the workshop, processing workshop, and warehouse for up to 10 days.

These permissions can be adjusted at any time, or even cancelled.

Secondly, the shape of the inside and outside of the system building can be slightly changed, limited to once a month, and no fee is charged.

He immediately raised two walls in the processing workshop and opened a door, and the corner separated was used as a special composting room.

There was no separation before, because the compost thrown into it was basically plants from the fairy field.

Now there are sliced ​​white ghosts in the materials, maybe something smelly will be made.

He doesn't care so much, but few women can stand processing flour here and composting ghost fertilizer there.

As for the vegetables in the fairy field, are they grown after fertilization? It's okay. Before there were chemical fertilizers, most of the vegetables and grains we eat would be fertilized with farmyard manure, and no one didn't eat them.

Separated by a wall, no details, out of sight, out of mind.

Many times, ignorance is indeed a kind of happiness.

Finally, the area of ​​the small hut became four-tenths, and Gu Ke adjusted it to a two-story building.

The first floor is still used as a canteen, and the second floor can be used for sitting and gathering.

But it is estimated that no one usually chats here. Going to the pergola to enjoy the meal and exercise the body, or to comprehend martial arts in the study, or to enjoy the tranquility of the soul in the bedroom, are better than sitting in a small hut without any special blessing.

Is there something? Then go to the kitchen, workshop, processing workshop, and warehouse.

Since Gu Ke opened the use rights to them, almost everyone can find something to do.

In their spare time, make some grass and bamboo products for yourself, maybe you can have a good basic attribute, and the burst of luck will make the items have better characteristics.

However, their "luck" in making items is much lower than that of Gu Ke, the main person. The basic attribute is basically only +1, and the characteristics may not come out even if there are dozens of items.

No one thinks there is anything wrong.

Gu Ke's things are best used by himself. What's wrong with this?

It's really generous to let everyone try their luck.

Those who are not interested in manufacturing and weaving can also go to the processing workshop.

The various crops in the fairy field are constantly maturing, and there will always be no shortage of work such as threshing, shelling, grinding, screening, filtering, etc.

Fortunately, he has made a simple thresher, so that everyone can get rid of the extremely stupid method of rubbing by hand.

There is also a reason why food was precious at that time and everyone was reluctant to waste even a little bit.

Now there is more food, and martial arts training is the first priority, so naturally we must pursue time and labor saving.

The thresher is actually very simple. Several rows of bamboo strips bent into a ∩ shape are fixed on a drum.

Let the drum rotate, put the stalks with ears on it, and the rotating ∩-shaped bamboo strips will pull the grains of wheat from the stalks and drop them on the ground in front of the drum.

At present, it is still a simple type. One person has to use a handle to turn the drum, and another person puts the stalks.

In the future, a rope similar to a belt can be made, and a large wheel can be driven by foot pedals. The large wheel is linked to the roller of the drum through the belt, and one person can complete threshing.

However, Gu Ke made the simplified version of the roller five feet long, so that one person can rock the roller and two people can put the stalks.

Anyway, the women are all strong now, and the efficiency has doubled, not much slower than a single person pedaling.

The shelling machine is more troublesome, and he would never pay attention to such things in his previous life.

Fortunately, the purple wheat of the staple food does not need to be shelled, and the millet of the coarse grains is less planted, so it can be solved with a roller.

Again, the women are all strong, and pushing the roller with hands and feet is also a kind of external training.

There are so many things that Chunxiaqiudong alone cannot do, and the two children and Meilanzhuju also help a lot every day.

Chunxia also has to study cooking and weaving.

Qiudong is not good at cooking, but one makes incense and the other brews wine, and they also have to take time to experiment, so they have little free time.

In addition to practicing martial arts, the two children first do the work in the fairy field, and the rest of the time they run between the warehouse and the kitchen, so that Gu Ke can keep abreast of the quantity and consumption of inventory materials at any time.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, Gu Ke felt that the time limit for his last bad face should have passed, so he went to the stall for the first time this month.

The small village he went to was in the Western Wild Country. It was neither near the water nor close to the mountains. It was even poorer and barren, and there were no monsters or monsters.

Gu Ke wanted to exchange for some fish and meat, but he couldn't get any, so he could only exchange purple wheat for seeds and plants.

In addition to the common winter wheat and grains, there was a fruit tree called red pear.

According to the villagers' description, the taste was like apple, but the diameter of the red pear fruit was one to two inches, much smaller than apples.

However, this was another world, still in ancient times, and many operations were quite different from modern artificially cultivated varieties. Xiantian could improve it and see.

In addition, the villagers also took out a kind of round tuber, which was said to be the staple food for survival in winter.

As long as it was properly stored in the cellar, it could be stored for a long time.

Gu Ke felt familiar at first glance: This... is it a potato? It must be right?

With only these two crops, he would not lose money in this stall.

The red nai tree, which looked like an ancient apple, was transplanted into the fruit tree fairy field the next day, and the potatoes were placed in the fairy field for half a day.

Seeing small buds growing out of the small concave eyes on the surface, Gu Ke was very happy. He swung the small hatchet on the spot to cut the pieces and separated the buds one by one.

Then wrap them with charcoal ash from burning firewood, which can not only disinfect but also prevent the cut surface from rotting after contact with the soil. Then bury these potato pieces with buds in the No. 1 fairy field for breeding.

On the ninth day, most of their stems and leaves on the ground turned from green to yellow, and then turned dry.

Digging up the black soil, fist-sized purple potatoes were exposed, as if a pile of purple eggs were quietly buried in the ground by someone.

Some were stored in the warehouse, some were kept for seeds, and taken to the newly vacated No. 2 fairy field to plant a few rounds.

Gu Ke waved his hand and said, "Let's go and get something delicious."