Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

The sun gradually sank to the west, and the golden afterglow fell on He Yuzhu.

He returned from the bustling street to the quiet courtyard with a satisfied smile on his face. He gently placed the candy figure wrapped in candy paper on the eight-immortal table in the house.

He Yuzhu carefully took out two small cloth bags from his arms. This was his main achievement today and also the first step of his plan.

Although these two small cloth bags look ordinary, they are of great significance to him.

Thanks to the introduction of Brother Zhao, an insider, he was able to obtain some rice and wheat seeds from internal channels.

Although the quantity was not large, with only one pound of wheat seeds and half a pound of the precious local Xijing rice, it was already a valuable start for him.

He Yuzhu knows that all things are difficult at the beginning, and this wave of planting may not produce much output, but he is not discouraged.

Due to the turbulent times, grain has become hard currency. As long as he plants, his harvest will increase.

He put these precious seeds into his own blessed land, which was his unique mysterious space.

He carefully planted these seeds on an acre of black soil in the blessed land. The wheat seeds occupied one tenth of the acre of land, while the rice seeds only occupied one twentieth.

When he received the planting information from the blessed land, he was dumbfounded. Looking at the large tracts of vacant black land, he felt mixed emotions.

He quickly adjusted his mentality, shook his head, and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, forget it, forget it." He said to himself, "At least it's a start. As long as I plant more, this piece of land will be full. No rush, no rush."

He Yuzhu estimated that it was about time, so he walked out of the room and prepared to cook dinner.

He Yuzhu walked into the simple kitchen separated from the east side of the main house. He walked skillfully to the rice jar, scooped some cornmeal and white flour from the jar with a coarse porcelain bowl, gently poured them into a wooden basin, and kneaded the flour.

He kneaded the dough vigorously until it became soft and elastic, and then set it aside to let it rise slowly in silence.

He walked to the stove, squatted down, picked up some wood chips and paper scraps, and began to carefully light the fire.

As the flames jumped, the smoke slowly rose and a faint woody scent filled the kitchen.

He Yuzhu poured clean water into the pot and put the steamer on. He took the dough and began to make steamed buns carefully. The dough seemed to come alive in his hands, and soon, plump buns were neatly arranged in the steamer.

He closed the lid of the steamer, turned and walked to the cupboard, took out a few dried chilies and a few cloves of garlic, peeled them deftly, washed them, put them on the chopping board, and skillfully cut them into thin strips for later use.

He bent down and took out the potato shreds he had cut in the morning from the basin under the desk. Each potato was cut evenly and delicately.

She stood on tiptoe to take out a steamed bun basket and a few bowls from the cupboard and placed them aside, ready to hold the steamed buns and the spicy and sour potato shreds that were about to be fried.

As the water in the pot gradually boiled, the aroma of steamed buns began to spread in the small kitchen.

He Yuzhu carefully observed the temperature of the heat, and when the steamed buns were almost done, he carefully wrapped the steamer with a wet cloth on the desk, took it down, and gently placed it on another corner of the desk.

Then he poured out the cold water in the wooden basin that was used to soak the shredded potatoes and replaced it with the remaining hot water in the pot.

He quickly cleaned the pot, poked the fire, waited for the pot to heat up, poured in a proper amount of oil, and began to stir-fry the hot and sour potato shreds. The aroma of chili and garlic intertwined with the sweetness of the potato shreds, forming a mouth-watering delicacy.

After frying the shredded potatoes, He Yuzhu cleaned the pot again and poured in hot water from the wooden basin.

He put the steamer back on the table, opened the lid, put the plate of spicy and sour potato shreds on the steamed buns, and heated them together.

He Yuzhu sat quietly on the rattan chair in the main room, waiting for He Daqing and He Yushui to come back.

He stared at the cooking skill experience points on the interface that had not increased, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It is too difficult to improve your cooking skills quickly through practice. If you don't have this panel, and you just simply stir-fry shredded potatoes every day, how long will it take to improve your cooking skills?

But even the little experience he gained during the day was enough to surprise him.

He sniffed the aroma of spicy and sour potato shreds in the air. The smell seemed richer and more tempting than usual.

He Yuzhu was deeply moved, the assistance provided by this plug-in was indeed extraordinary.

If ordinary people can also have such significant positive feedback, then why are there so many poor students in the world struggling on the road to knowledge and failing to find the key?

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As the setting sun slowly sinks to the west, the last ray of golden light falls on the blue bricks and tiles of the courtyard, covering this ancient and tranquil courtyard with a layer of golden gauze.

At this moment, residents returning from all directions began to gather in this common space one after another, and the courtyard gradually became lively.

The laughter of children, the greetings of adults, the clatter of pots and pans...

These chaotic voices gradually reached He Yuzhu's ears, but he did not stand up to meet them.

There would be many opportunities to deal with them in the future, so there was no need to rush. He waited quietly, waiting for He Daqing and Yu Shui to return.

After a while, amid the noisy noise, He Yuzhu clearly heard He Yushui's clear and pleasant voice.

Immediately afterwards, brisk footsteps were heard outside the door. He Daqing took Yu Shui's little hand, stepped over the familiar threshold, and walked into the main room.

Their faces were filled with smiles, and the rain was still chirping.

When He Yuzhu saw the two men returning, he immediately stood up from his chair and walked forward to greet them, "Dad, Yushui, you are finally back. Come on, dust off the dust on your body and wash your hands. I'll go bring the food over and we'll be ready to eat." After saying that, he turned around and quickly went back to the kitchen, busily serving out the steaming meals.

He Yushui took a quick glance and spotted the exquisite sugar figure on the table. She ran over excitedly and picked it up carefully.

"Wow, it's a candy man!" She cheered in surprise and couldn't wait to tear open the candy wrapper to reveal the lifelike little rabbit inside. An even brighter smile appeared on her face.

He Daqing smiled and brushed off the dust on his body. He looked at He Yushui jumping happily, feeling very pleased.

He said cheerfully, "Yushui, don't just be happy. Put the sugar man away first and eat it after dinner, otherwise the food will get cold."

Although He Yushui was a little reluctant, she still obediently wrapped the candy figure again with candy paper and held it tightly in her hand, with the smile on her face still the same as before.

During the conversation, He Yuzhu had already placed the basket of steamed buns, hot and sour potato shreds, and bowls and chopsticks on the table.

He glanced at the satisfied father and daughter and said, "Dad, Yushui, I'll go get another plate of pickles. You guys eat first." After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen.

He Daqing nodded, walked to the table, pulled out a chair, sat down, and prepared to start eating.

He Yuzhu quickly came over with the pickles and placed them on the table. He then reached out and took out a steamed bun from the basket, sat down and started eating with the father and daughter.

"Brother, thank you for buying me the little rabbit." He Yushui ate while holding the candy man tightly in one hand, with a happy smile on his face.

He Yuzhu looked at her, feeling a warm current in his heart, and couldn't help thinking.

"I didn't have any brothers or sisters in my previous life. Now that I've become He Yuzhu in this life, it's nice to have a sister."

He smiled and said to He Yushui: "Yushui, as long as you like it, I will buy it for you in the future."

He Daqing looked at the harmonious brother and sister and could not help but sigh. He felt the changes in He Yuzhu, and these subtle details made him feel relieved.