Soul Travel: I was bought by the fierce man in the village to farm

There were still only a few people who bought soap nuts, and most of them only bought a few copper coins. In the end, they took them back if they were not sold out.

Late autumn is the rainiest time. On the way back, it started to drizzle. Seeing that it was going to rain heavily, Li Yunshan was afraid that the soap nuts in the basket would get wet. He simply took off his coat to cover the basket, and then ran wildly with it on his back.

When we got home, it had already rained heavily, and the wild vegetables and fish drying in the yard were soaked.

Mao Xiaosui quickly ran and carried him into the side room.

It's very cold when it rains today, making people shiver from the cold.

When Li Yunshan saw it, he remembered that he didn't buy her any clothes.

He took out his winter cotton coat from the cabinet and put it on her, saying, "I have to buy cotton in the town. I'll go there when the weather clears."

"Can you make clothes?" he asked again.

She sews the clothes and shoes these days, and her sewing is pretty good, but making clothes and sewing clothes should be different. If she doesn't know how to do it, she can either find someone to do it, or buy ready-made ones.

Ready-made clothes are expensive. A set of thick winter cotton clothes costs about three to four taels of silver.

"I can do it." She had made skirts and pants for herself before. They were just clothes anyway, so they should be about the same.

"That's okay." Li Yunshan nodded, "I'll buy cotton when the time comes, and you can make it yourself."

There was nothing wrong with just sitting at the moment, so she simply went to the side room to get some grain.

Gu Zi was only there to clean up a rough outline, and there were still a lot of stones and the like inside.

She took the sieve and Li Yunshan came in as she was playing with it.

He has done all these things himself over the years, so naturally he knows how to do it.

Fourteen bags of millet were harvested from five acres of land, and they were placed in the side room because they needed to be dried.

It has been raining for three days without stopping, and it is getting colder and colder.

Li Yunshan moved the clay stove out of the side room.

The clay stove is not big, about the height of a bucket and a half, and it even has a clay tube for exhausting smoke.

Li Yunshan mixed some mud in, mudded the seams of the mud tube again, and then started to light the fire.

It was still smoking at first, but then it warmed up after the fire got bigger.

Mao Xiaosui moved a stool and sat on it, which was very warm.

The main room is much larger than the side room. If you move to a small side room, it should be warmer with a fire.

The cabbage had grown up in the vegetable patch in the backyard. She went to pull one and brought it back for cooking. Then she saw snowflakes falling from the sky.

She stretched out her hand and waited for the snowflakes to fall on her hand before she laughed and shouted to Li Yunshan in the room.

Li Yunshan walked out and couldn't help but frown when he saw that it was snowing.

"early."

"What's early?"

"It's snowing early, so we can't go fishing."

Mao Xiaosui didn't understand and carried the cabbage into the kitchen.

It was so cold in the kitchen that my hands and feet were numb even when I cut vegetables.

Li Yunshan came in with a clay brazier and placed it next to her. Mao Xiaosui was surprised, "Did you make it yourself?"

Li Yunshan wondered, "Isn't this what the Mao family uses?"

She shook her head. She didn't have the memory of the original owner, so how could she know?

Li Yunshan was even more surprised, "Except for the people in the town who use iron basins, poor families should all use this kind."

"I used to be a fool. I wonder if that's normal?"

"……you're right."

Li Yunshan sat in front of the stove and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"I'm cooking. I don't have any noodles at home. I have some time to grind some."

"understood."

After dinner, the rain turned to snow and turned to rain again. It didn't matter whether he took a nap or not. Li Yunshan carried a bag of millet and walked out. Mao Xiaosui had been thinking about the beans for a long time, so he just carried it on his back.

Most people in the village only eat porridge, and the stone mill is rarely used a few times a year, but now there are people.

Since being beaten by her last time, Wang Shuang has never dared to act like a monster in front of her, and now she lowers her head and remains silent when she encounters her.

Li Yunshan turned around and was about to leave. Wang Shuang hurriedly called him, with obvious nervousness in his voice: "We've got it done."

Li Yunshan didn't look back and kept waiting outside with the millet on his shoulders.

Li Xiaoru glared at her and started to pretend.

Mao Xiaosui vaguely felt that something was wrong. Li Yunshan was expressionless most of the time and showed he didn't care about many things, but now it seemed...

Her eyes scanned Wang Shuang's mother and daughter, but she still couldn't get a clue.

After the two left, Li Yunshan's mood eased significantly.

She had never seen a stone mill before. When she looked at it, Li Yunshan had already put the millet on it and started grinding it.

Mao Xiaosui saw that he was pushing easily and wanted to give it a try, but found that it was quite fun.

Beans are harder to grind than millet, and after a few rounds of pushing, she got tired. Li Yunshan took over and pushed with one hand without any resistance at all.

After grinding the noodles, it got dark, and the two of them carried the noodles home. Mao Xiaosui couldn't wait to go to the kitchen and get a basin and bowl to dig out the noodles.

She dug out two bowls of bean noodles and wanted to dig out another bowl of white noodles.

When he stretched his hand towards Bai Mian, he kept looking at Li Yunshan's face next to him.

Li Yunshan was silent. Sometimes he thought she was smart, and sometimes she was so stupid that it made people laugh or cry.

Probably because his expressionless look was too fierce, Mao Xiaosui put his hand in and took it out again, his eyes still staring at the white flour bag, looking very regretful.

He couldn't help but patted her on the head, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "dig it, besides this bag of white flour, there are two bags of wheat at home, one bag will be kept, and the other bag will last for a year, you save it." Just order it.”

Mao Xiaosui laughed, reached in and dug out a large bowl. In the end, he shook and shook until half of the bowl was left.

Li Yunshan went back to the house and discovered that she had made steamed buns while waiting for dinner.

Bean noodles have a strong raw taste, even if they are steamed into steamed buns. He didn't have much hope at first, but when he took it into his mouth, he realized that it was delicious.

"How did you make it?" The steamed steamed buns last time were also very delicious. They were obviously the same thing, but they tasted very different when she made them.

"It's simple." Mao Xiaosui said proudly, "Blanching the bean noodles with boiling water will remove the flavor and make the texture thinner. You can also do it without adding white flour. It will taste better if you add it."

"Have you ever cooked at home?"

"Yes, I quite like cooking."

Seeing that he was happy, Mao Xiaosui turned around and took a bowl from the steamer.

In the bowl were golden steamed eggs, garnished with chopped green onion. She poured two drops of sesame oil on top, then looked at his face and whispered, "Eat it."

Li Yunshan nodded. Considering that he was said to have a fierce expression with a straight face before, he still praised, "The one you made last time was delicious."

"Then you eat more." She scooped out a spoonful diligently, then put another chopstick into the bowl.