Don't panic in a famine, I live in the mountains with my golden finger

It is easier to get things done when there are more people. Soon, Uncle Wang put down the last bamboo stick and clapped his hands: "It's done. This technique is getting more sophisticated day by day, hahahaha."

Uncle Liu was still silently chopping bamboo strips on the side. When he heard his old friend bragging like this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The newly built stove had to be dried first, so they could only use the previous one. Xu Zhi was lighting a fire nearby, and Xu Yuan picked up a broken kitchen knife and cut the fat and lean meat into slices, then put it in the pan and fried it until the oil came out, then took out the meat and left a little oil in the pan.

The two little ones were sniffing and staring at the pot intently.

Put the processed fish into the pan and fry until both sides are golden brown. Add the washed wild onions, add a little coarse salt, pour in water, cover it with a wooden board, and simmer it slowly until it is well-flavored.

Take out the soaked wild fern and cut it into pieces with a knife, and stir-fry it with the meat later. Xu Zhi has a good control of the heat, and soon the pot starts to gurgle and steam rises. When the wooden board covering the top is removed, the rich aroma of wild onions mixed with fish meat emerges, making the two children cry with greed.

The fragrance drifted along the direction of the wind and reached the noses of Uncle Wang and Uncle Liu. "Old Liu, we are in for a treat today. This food is really delicious."

"That's right, today is really difficult."

After taking the fish out of the pot, he covered it with a basin to prevent the dish from cooling down too quickly. He poured the oil that had just been fried into the pot and told Xu Zhi to add more firewood.

"Fuck."

Pour in the wild fern and stir-fry quickly, then pour in the meat, stir evenly, add salt and serve.

"Grandpa Wang, Grandpa Liu, come and have dinner!" Song Guozi and many others shouted over here.

"Okay, okay, we heard it and we'll go." When the two old men heard the two childish voices calling them to eat, they instantly felt like a family at this moment and were very relieved.

Xuyuan temporarily made a not very high table with bamboo strips and moved some larger stones to use as stools. Fortunately, he had a few old bowls at home that he was reluctant to throw away. He broke the lychee branches with chopsticks and peeled them with a dagger.

Xu Yuan was in charge of cooking, so Xu Zhi brought the fish soup from the clay pot to the table and scooped it out with a spoon.

"Oh, girl, you are so polite. I am embarrassed as an old man. This is such a big deal."

On the table, each person had a bowl of fish soup, a plate of stir-fried pork and wild fern, and a dish of braised grass carp.

It was a very sumptuous meal after such a long period of escape.

"It's nothing. Aunt Li helped me with this piece of meat. Uncle Wang, Uncle Liu, please don't be polite. Eat it quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Okay, okay, everyone, pick up your chopsticks. Here, this piece of thornless Xiaoduo Wagashi, you guys can eat it."

"This one doesn't have any thorns. Here, eat it, everyone."

Uncle Wang and Uncle Liu were not polite and each of them picked up some boneless fish meat for the four siblings.

Everyone had a very filling meal, which included soup and meat. After taking a short break, they started building the house again.

The roof has been built, and we will start to work on the surrounding areas. I plan to put a big window in the kitchen, but no window in the bathroom. Just leave a small gap at the junction with the eaves. Each room will have a small window.

Xu Yuan went up the mountain to chop bamboo again. The two old men wanted to take turns with him, but were stopped by Xu Yuan. The two old men thought that their two trips were not as good as Xu Yuan's one trip, so they had nothing to say and decided to split bamboo strips and build a house.

Xu Zhi and his two younger brothers were making mud bricks nearby. This was what Gu Qinghan saw when he brought his younger brother here.

"Hey, Gu boy, is your house finished?"

"It's almost finished. Uncle Fan and others came to my house to help, so Dad asked my brother to help Sister Xuyuan." Gu Qingming said excitedly.

"Okay, everyone helped each other, and soon everyone moved into the new house."

Gu Qinghan nodded in approval, "I see there aren't many bamboos left, so I'll help carry them."

Gu Qingming had already run to the small team making mud bricks. "Sister Azhi, what can these mud bricks be used for? If we use them to build a house, we will definitely need a lot of them."

"Brother A Ming, we are not building a house, we are building a fire pit." Many people smashed the hay into pieces with stones and put them on the yellow mud. Song Guozi poured water and mixed the yellow mud and hay together with his hands, having a lot of fun.

"Fire pit? What's this new thing? Can you tell me what it is?" Gu Qingming's eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't care about his hands that were dirty with yellow mud. He directly tugged at the corners of his clothes. "Good brother, have you started to build it? Can I see how to do it?"

"Brother Ming, your hands have stained my clothes, and we haven't even started yet."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Brother Aduo, I didn't notice. Take it off and I'll ask my mother to help you wash it." Looking at the many muddy handprints on his body, he felt embarrassed.

Many shook their heads. "No, it's dirty to get muddy anyway. Big sister said it's like a stove. If you add firewood in the winter, you won't get cold. Big sister knows everything. She's a know-it-all."

Song Guozi was listening at the side and nodded in agreement.

Gu Qingming listened at the side and said, "Wow, it's so convenient. I will ask my eldest brother to build a kang for me later, so that I won't be cold in winter."

"Come, I'll help you too. Get a few more pieces and build the fire pit quickly." Gu Qingming was very active and helped enthusiastically. At this moment, the corners of his clean clothes and trouser legs were covered with yellow mud.

"Hahaha, young kids are still full of energy." Uncle Wang couldn't help but praise Gu Qingming and his two sons who were working hard over there.

……

Xu Yuan was still chopping bamboos in the mountains, and some villagers were chopping bamboos not far away, and some were chopping bamboos down the mountain. Everyone was separated from each other and did not interfere with each other.

The mountain roads here are quite steep and narrow, so it is difficult to push a cart up and it can only be carried manually.

As the saying goes: If you want to get rich, build roads first.

Isn't it a wise saying? We need to build a road like this. We also need to build a road leading to the county town to facilitate...

Well, I'm thinking too far ahead. The most important thing now is to build the house.

"Eighty, eighty," Xu Yuan, who was a little tired of chopping bamboo, began to amuse himself. He never got tired of it and tied up another bunch of bamboo. However, he did not notice that there was something hidden on the bamboo leaves behind him...

"call out!"

"careful!"

The stone flew out, and the blood-stained stone fell to the ground, along with a small green snake.

Xu Yuan looked at the bamboo green snake that suddenly fell to the ground, and was stunned for a moment. He immediately used the fallen bamboo branch next to him to pick it up and stood aside, shaking all over. "Hey, where did this thing come from?" He touched his arm back and forth with both hands.

"Are you okay?" Gu Qinghan asked puzzledly when he saw Xu Yuan's strange behavior.

"Thank you. I, I just have goose bumps and feel uncomfortable all over."

It’s not that I’m afraid of snakes, but I feel a little scared when I see them, and I get goosebumps all over my body.

"Why are you here? Have you finished building your house? You won't have to go so far to cut bamboo."

"My house is almost finished, and my father asked me to help you." Looking at the bundles of bamboo on the ground, he carried one in each hand on his shoulders.