Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

As for the feed issue, the ranch equipment will automatically turn the harvested corn and wheat bran into feed.

As for the shrubs and grasslands, he felt that they could be preserved as natural landscapes, and some wild animals, such as rabbits and pheasants, could be raised in them to add to the wildness.

Finally, he also wants to build an observation deck in the hilly area, from which one can overlook the beautiful scenery of the entire portable space, which will make people feel happy.

It was not until noon that Xu Damao's stomach growled in protest, and he stopped planning with a sense of unfulfilled desire.

Xu Damao reached out and grabbed a fat duck that was quacking, walked all the way to the lake, cleaned it carefully, then skillfully chopped it into small pieces, and then left the portable space contentedly.

Back in the house, he took out a handful of dried bamboo shoots from his personal space and soaked them to prepare a delicious dish. Then, he began to prepare the duck. Xu Damao skillfully blanched the duck to remove blood and impurities.

Then, he took out a juicy and tender scallion from his personal space, peeled off the skin, and chopped it into several pieces with a knife without washing it.

After the duck was blanched and taken out, Xu Damao quickly took out an iron wok and put it on the stove. He picked up a spoon, scooped out half a spoonful of white lard from the jar, and poured it into the hot wok without hesitation.

The white lard melted quickly, emitting an enticing aroma that filled the entire cottage.

"Zizi!"

With a pleasant sound, Xu Damao threw the chopped green onions directly into the pot with a kitchen knife. Suddenly, a sizzling sound came from the oil pan, and at the same time, a rich green onion fragrance spread out, making people salivate.

The fragrance seems to have magical power, which increases people's appetite.

Xu Damao kept working. He put the blanched duck pieces into the pot and started stir-frying them with a spoon.

"Zi la..."

As the hot oil and duck pieces collided, a pleasant sound was heard. The spoon in Xu Damao's hand did not stop, but continued to flip it quickly.

"Ok?"

After frying for a while, Xu Damao frowned slightly because he found that there was too little oil in the pan, which would cause the duck to stick to the pan easily. So he quickly added some more oil to the pan.

"Bah..."

This time, the sound in the pot became louder, and the oil splashed, almost splashing on Xu Damao's hands.

"what……"

Xu Damao was startled and quickly took a few steps back, and the spoon in his hand fell to the ground.

After a while, Xu Damao picked up the spoon again, walked carefully to the pot and continued to stir-fry.

During the cooking, add dried chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, star anise and other spices. Finally, add half a spoonful of bean paste, soy sauce and a little white wine to remove the fishy smell and enhance the flavor.

After Xu Damao put all the seasoning in, he looked at the ingredients in the pot and nodded with satisfaction. He felt that his cooking skills were getting better and better. Although he was not as good as those professional chefs, he was pretty good at it.

Then he picked up the ladle, scooped out two large scoops of water and poured them into the pot. As soon as the water entered the pot, it immediately made a "hiss" sound and steam rose up. Xu Damao quickly stirred it evenly with a spatula to prevent the ingredients from sticking to the pot.

Putting the soaked bamboo shoots into the pot, Xu Damao covered the pot with a lid and started working on the chopping board next to it!

Ten minutes later, Xu Damao clumsily made two pancakes. Although these two pancakes were not very beautiful, they could be considered his masterpieces. He put the pancakes aside and prepared to deal with them later.

After a few minutes, Xu Damao opened the pot lid and placed two pancakes directly on the duck meat stewing in the pot. This allowed the pancakes to absorb the duck meat broth and increase the taste.

After waiting for another ten minutes, the soup in the pot was almost dried up. Xu Damao took the pot off the table, sprinkled some chopped green onions on it and started eating!

Xu Damao couldn't wait to pick up a piece of duck meat and put it in his mouth. Suddenly, a strong aroma filled his mouth, making him feel extremely satisfied. The duck meat was stewed very well, the meat was tender and juicy, and it was unforgettable.

After eating and drinking, Xu Damao leaned on the bed, looking at the simple furniture and decorations in the room, and suddenly felt bored.

Realizing that there were no computers, mobile phones and other modern technology products in this era, life was relatively simple. Xu Damao couldn't help but sigh: "This life is so boring!"

After a while, Xu Damao decided to find something to do to kill time. He thought, "Why don't I go out for a walk? Ride a bike, see the scenery, and see if there's anything I need to buy."

So he put on his hat and gloves and went out of the house.

As soon as I opened the door, a biting cold wind blew in my face and the sky was gloomy and gray.

Xu Damao looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, "This weather is too bad! It looks like it's going to snow soon."

Looking at the harsh environment in front of him, Xu Damao immediately changed his mind, turned back into the house, and locked the door.

Back in the warm bed, Xu Damao felt that hiding in the quilt was the most comfortable, so he quickly took off his clothes and got into bed.

After a while, he fell asleep, enjoying the rare nap in the winter afternoon.

"Knock, knock, knock!" A series of rapid knocks on the door woke Xu Damao up from his sleep. He turned over impatiently and muttered, "Who is it? Why are you knocking on the door in the middle of the day..."

Xu Damao rubbed his sleepy eyes, finally got up from the bed, and put on his clothes in a daze. He glanced at the watch on the table and was surprised to find that the time was already past four in the afternoon.

"Who is it?" Xu Damao yawned and walked slowly to the door, still thinking about the beautiful dream he had just had.

"It's me, He Yuzhu." A familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Ah, it's Shazhu. Wait a minute, I just woke up and will open the door soon." Xu Damao said as he quickly put on his clothes, muttering to himself: This He Yuzhu lives in the same yard as me, but the two of them don't have much contact on weekdays. Why did he suddenly come to my house today? Could it be that he came to borrow money? Thinking of this, Xu Damao couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Xu Damao hurriedly tidied his clothes, walked quickly to the door, and opened it carefully. Standing outside the door was He Yuzhu, with a thin layer of snowflakes on his body.

"Hey, Shazhu, come in quickly! Isn't our factory on holiday? Where have you been? Why are you still covered in snow?" Xu Damao asked curiously.

He Yuzhu patted the snow off his body and said helplessly: "Alas, you all have holidays, but I am not so free. I still have to go to the factory to cook for those on duty. But fortunately the salary is a little higher than usual." After saying that, He Yuzhu showed a wry smile.

He Yuzhu brushed off the snowflakes on his body and went straight into Xu Damao's room.