Wearing back to ancient times is good for old age

After arriving home, he put the basket on the ground, Feng Ye scooped up a scoop of water and drank it vigorously, then sat and rested for a while, the fatigue of the whole body was relieved.Taking advantage of the early time, Feng Ye put back the things bought in the market and took care of them.The meat that fell off with a knife is removed for tonight and tomorrow, and the rest is salted and then hung on the eaves tomorrow. This kind of meat is best eaten as bacon when it is air-dried.All the white meat was cut up and fried out of the oil. Three catties of fat meat was enough to fill an oil tank the size of a basketball to [-]% full. If you save it, it should be enough for Feng Ye to feed himself for a month.

After finishing these things, I cleaned up the dinner, and it was dark, and Feng Ye climbed onto the wooden bed after washing his hands and feet.

This has been like this for more than a month. I can't do anything after dark, and there is no one to talk to, let alone entertainment, so I can only lie down.It's just that Feng Ye feels very lonely and sad every time this time comes. Although he was used to living alone in the outer cities in modern times, at least he still had a home at that time. Although he didn't go back often, he always had Thinking about it, I also have friends and colleagues, life is finally colorful and nourishing.But now he has suddenly become a person, still in such a strange time and space, he always has a sense of trance and insecurity, hesitation and sadness often sneak into his heart inadvertently.

Therefore, every time this time comes, Feng Ye prays in his heart, hoping that all this is just a dream of his, and he will be in the rented house when he wakes up from the dream.

However, when he woke up the next day, Feng Ye was still on the wooden bed in the broken thatched hut, and time travel was not a dream.

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Feng Ye clearly remembered that a month ago, he was still nestling in the rented house surfing the Internet, but it seemed that he fell asleep or something, and when he opened his eyes, he was in this shabby hut.Feng Ye thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why he came to this ancient rural village, or his soul was attached to the body of a poor peasant boy. Feng Ye took photos in a water tank, and this body looked like a About eleven or twelve years old, a skinny kid.It was several days later that Feng Ye knew from the words of the uncles and aunts in the village who came to visit that this kid named Li Tong's body was actually 14 years old. Feng Ye curled his lips in his heart, 14 is really an unlucky number.

It is probably because his parents died early and depended on his grandfather for life. He was born thin and chronically malnourished, which made Li Tong's body smaller and shriveled than his peers; Li Tong's elderly grandfather passed away a month ago due to overwork , Li Tong was so sad that he fell ill and had a high fever for two days. After waking up, what was in his body was the soul of Feng Ye from the 21st century.

The above is the basic situation of the original owner of the body that Feng Ye pieced together from the words of the villagers who came to visit.But why he passed through in modern times, and what happened to his original body, Feng Ye couldn't figure it out.Sometimes Feng Ye wonders if the genuine Li Tong has also worn his body in modern times.But this kind of thinking is really not ordinary dog ​​blood, Feng Ye scorned himself severely.

Feng Ye, who had just discovered that he had become a time traveler, was completely stunned, and he didn't understand the situation in a daze.Later, when he regained his senses, because his body was still sick, he had not been able to investigate the current era where his body was. Because it's not easy to ask too many questions at once, I'm afraid it will arouse people's suspicion, and the people in the village don't care much about national affairs, and when almost a month has passed, Feng Ye doesn't know much about the situation, and Feng Ye has become a "burning" Confused" child, the pitiful level has risen again.

According to current understanding, this village is called Butterfly Mountain Village, which got its name because it leans against a big mountain called Butterfly Mountain.There is a kind of red maple growing on the mountain. In autumn, the maple leaves all over the mountain are red, and when the wind blows, it looks like thousands of colorful butterflies flying, which is very beautiful.There are only about a hundred families in the village, all of whom have settled here for generations. Gao and Li are the most common surnames in the village, and the head of the village is Gao.It takes more than half an hour to walk from the village to the county seat, that is, more than an hour, and it is just over the mountain.The county seat is Wu County, which belongs to Anzhou. It is located in the west of the south and is rich in various woods, especially the sycamore trees produced here, which are top-grade pianos and are sold all over the country.This place belongs to a country called Shang, but the royal family of the Shang Dynasty today is surnamed Xiao.Feng Ye synthesized all the dynasties in Chinese history and did not find such a dynasty. If it is the Shang Dynasty of Xia, Shang and Zhou, then the country's surname should not be "Xiao", "Xiao" is Khitan, that is, the Liao Dynasty The royal family is right.

Alas, this can't be the legendary parallel time and space... It's so depressing.But I don’t know if I can wear it back, although in modern times Feng Ye is very envious of those time travelers who can have cars and houses in ancient times, eat organic vegetables and breathe fresh air, and don’t have to worry about rising oil prices. There is a vegetable garden behind the garden, but to be honest, Feng Ye belongs to the kind of Ye Gong who loves dragons, and he is extremely unwilling to let him go to ancient times.

But what to do now?What if you really can't go back?Every time Feng Ye thinks about this possibility, he feels panicked and frustrated.But with this body now, it is a bit difficult to live on, let alone have the financial and material resources to find a way to go back.

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More than a month passed slowly in Feng Ye's infinite entanglement, until the day before yesterday, the village chief's aunt Gao came to Feng Ye's house again, said that tomorrow was market day, and asked if he wanted to go to the market, Feng Ye woke up a little The feeling of coming.That's right, even if you want to go back, don't you have to live your life first? !The people's livelihood issue has not been resolved, what else do I want to talk about.

So after agreeing with Mrs. Gao to go to the market together the next day, Feng Ye went through the house thoroughly and integrated the current available resources.Food, clothing, housing, and transportation are almost gone. The rice tank originally only had a small amount of round-grained rice. It was eaten by Feng Ye's porridge for more than a month, and now there is less than half a catty left. The original small pile in the kitchen The sweet potatoes were almost consumed by Feng Ye, and there were still some vegetables in a few vegetable plots in the afternoon, but they were limp because no one took care of them for a month; Feng Ye found a small bag from under the wooden bed in the house. It was so dusty that I didn't know what kind of flour it was. To Feng Ye's surprise, he found a pile of copper coins wrapped in cloth from under the earthenware jar containing the flour. He counted 878 coins.In the wooden box in the corner were two sets of coarse cloth clothes with several patches, and a worn-out cold quilt on the bed.The above are all the things in the room where Cong Fengye lives.

The house is built of mud and the roof is thatched. It looks old, and I don't know if it will leak when it rains.There are only three houses in total, arranged in a zigzag shape. The middle one is the one where Feng Ye lives, and the two next to it are the kitchen and the sundry storage room.I didn't notice it before, but now I turned it over and found that there were still things in the two large pottery jars in the storage room, one was filled with sun-dried millet, and the other was filled with various cloth bags. Feng Ye opened them one by one, and there were soybeans , buckwheat, corn, bran, as well as dried bamboo shoots, dried vegetables and a few handfuls of unknown dried herbs.In this way, there is no need to worry about the food problem for the time being.There is almost no oil and salt in the kitchen, there is no oil in the lamps, the wooden cupboards, five sets of bamboo bowls and chopsticks, and three notched porcelain plates, the simplicity cannot be simpler.Thinking back to the modern times when I only drank water from five or six cups, Feng Ye felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart as he returned to before liberation.

Feng Ye decided to go to the market with Aunt Gao, buy some necessities, and let's live life first.According to Mrs. Gao, the market in this era is held every three days. It is in the county town outside the mountain, not far from the village, and there is still time to go after lunch.So yesterday Feng Ye made lunch early and went to the market.

3. Growing vegetables...

After daybreak, Feng Ye got up slowly, cleaned the pot first, peeled the sweet potatoes and boiled them before starting to wash.

It didn't take long for the sweet potato soup to be cooked, and Feng Ye stood at the gate of the courtyard with a bowl in his hand, thinking about what to do today while eating.

Outside the small courtyard surrounded by fences, as far as the eye can see, there is a whole piece of mountains, high and low dotted with some farmland surrounded by mountains, a river appears and disappears between the depressions, and the clear stream glistens in the sun With dazzling light.Houses are scattered in twos and threes on the hillside and among the fields. The large house a little far away from Fengye is the center of the village. The gentle slopes there are relatively large, and most people in the village build houses there. There is also a big sun terrace there. , I heard that it was built collectively by the villagers, and Feng Yebing happened to be there at that time.The house where Feng Ye lives is on a large hillside close to Butterfly Mountain in the innermost part of the col. For some reason, there is only one single household. Not far behind the house is a large mountain mixed with fiery red maple trees, various miscellaneous trees, and bamboos. Qiu Linzi, and behind it is the continuous Dieshan mountain range.

Now it is the late autumn when winter is about to enter, and the mist in the mountains sets off the deep, light yellow, red and green trees very beautifully.In the hillside farmland near and far, some villagers are already working. After the autumn harvest, the fields have begun to plant cold-resistant grains and various vegetables. The rows are neat and tidy, and there is no feeling of bleakness in autumn at first glance. Coupled with the fact that the weather is fine and not cold, it seems that there is a kind of lazy and indescribable joy and satisfaction.

The scenery here is really beautiful. If it is in modern times, it will probably be developed into a tourist attraction. It seems that it is not bad to live here for the time being.

After breakfast, Feng Ye took out a shovel from the utility room and went to the vegetable field behind the house, intending to turn over the empty and deserted fields and plant some seasonal vegetables, which have not been done for a long time Farm work is over, I don't know if I can do it well.

But there is obviously no need to worry about it. Feng Ye said that he lived in the countryside before, so he has both experience and theoretical knowledge, and it is estimated that this body is also used to doing farm work, so it is quite handy to operate.Therefore, it didn't take long for Feng Ye to complete a piece of land, which was ugly or ugly, as long as it could grow things.

Weeding, plowing, plotting, and ridge formation, according to the method of grandma Fengye's farming in the previous life, bit by bit.

The sun is slowly rising, and the whole world is very quiet. The birdsong from the mountains and the voices floating in the air further accentuate this silence. In a modern city full of noise, how can there be There is such a quiet existence?Maybe time travel isn't such a bad thing.

Unknowingly, a whole morning passed by, Feng Ye looked at the land he had made with his own hands, and sighed contentedly.It's time to eat.In other words, this body is really not very useful, it is too thin, it seems that I need to exercise more in the future.

After dinner, Feng Ye took a nap as usual, and children should also pay attention to self-cultivation, otherwise the gain would outweigh the loss if they did not grow tall.

When Feng Ye woke up, the sun had already set halfway down. Feng Ye took the shovel and walked slowly to the vegetable garden behind the house, leveled the ground turned up this morning again, divided it into small pieces, and then put the cabbage, The cabbage, radish, coriander and cauliflower seeds were sprinkled, and a layer of plant ash from the stove was applied, and then water was drawn from the puddle next to the vegetable field.Feng Ye hammered his sore arm, loosened the soil of the original vegetables in the vegetable field, pulled out the weeds, applied plant ash, and watered again.By the time this was done, the sun had completely set behind the mountain, and the sky was beginning to darken.Today's work has to be over.

Feng Ye carried the tools back to the house, and quickly made dinner.While lying on the bed after taking a shower, Feng Ye thought about going to see the situation in his own field tomorrow, to see if he could plant something. When Aunt Gao took him to recognize the field earlier, she was busy remembering which one belonged to her. , did not look carefully.There are not many fields, only three mu, just below the hillside next to the creek, and they are all paddy fields connected together.According to Mrs. Gao, people in the village usually have seven or eight acres of land, and some have more than ten acres. Li Tong's family used to have more than eight acres of land. It's only sold for so little.But in Feng Ye's heart, these three acres of fields are too much, and he doesn't know how to deal with them, and he doesn't want to live like the villagers simply digging the land to grow food.Modern people know that it is impossible to make a fortune.Feng Ye still wants to live a life of petty bourgeoisie like modern times.

After thinking wildly for a while, Feng Ye fell asleep.The child's body was tired all day, and he slept very soundly at night.

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Early the next morning, after breakfast, Feng Ye put on straw sandals and went downhill to look at the fields.

At this time, the sun is still not strong, dewdrops are all over the tops of the grass on the ridges of the fields in the morning, and the shoes get wet after a while, and the cold air goes straight into the feet. There are no waterproof shoes here.And it seems that the only clothes that Feng Ye can wear is the jacket he is wearing now, the other two sets are cloth singles, and the shoes are only a pair of cloth shoes and a pair of straw sandals, no winter clothes are seen.Looks like we'll have to worry about that until the weather turns cold.

There was a middle-aged man working in the nearby farmland, and when he saw Feng Ye coming down, he smiled and called him: "My son, what are you going to do?"

Feng Ye didn't have any impression of this guy, so he had to wander around, "Let me see if there is something to plant in the field. Are you watering the vegetables?"

"That's right. Your field fertilizer, vegetables and grains are all good. It would be a pity if they are left unused. But what do you want to grow? You can't manage so much by yourself!"

"Yes, uncle. I haven't decided what to plant yet, I'll take a look first."

"Then you have to be tight, the cold is probably coming soon."

"Oh, I know."

Going around the field ridge, he took a quick look at several fields, and Feng Ye hurried back after saying hello to the middle-aged uncle.The fields are all fertile paddy fields, and the water has been drained. If it can be plowed, it should be possible to grow some vegetables and potatoes, but this is another big project.Forget it, let's talk about it in a few days, I have to finish the vegetable field today.Feng Ye planned to transplant some mustard greens and cabbage that had grown thickly before. After these few days of watering, the wilting vegetable seedlings had returned to green and glossy, and they should be able to survive after being transplanted.

With yesterday's experience, Feng Ye worked faster and more meticulously. He worked until the afternoon and stopped when he felt hungry.After hastily eating the leftover sweet potato porridge in the morning, Feng Ye started to work again, until the evening to transplant and cultivate the vegetable seedlings.Looking at the row after row of vegetable fields, Feng Ye's sense of accomplishment surged upwards.

The author has something to say: I feel that what I write is a running account

4. Enter the mountain...

The vegetables are planted, and Feng Ye is going to go to the back mountain for a stroll, to see if there are any mountain products that can be collected, and exchanged for some money to make two winter clothes.On the day of the market, Feng Ye went to ask, the cotton cloth and cotton here are not cheap, as far as the money left in his hand, there is nothing left to make clothes, he dare not spend it all at once.

On this day, after simply eating breakfast, taking a baked sweet potato and putting the machete in the back basket, Feng Ye set off for the back mountain.There is a stepped road on the hillside behind the house, which extends into the mountain.Feng Ye first walked around the miscellaneous woods not far behind the house, and found that besides maple trees, other unnamed miscellaneous trees and large clumps of bamboo, there were actually plum trees, plum trees, wild Hawthorn, pear, and many long and dwarf guavas.There are quite a few of those fruit trees, all of which seem to be wild. This is simply a natural orchard. If there is a chance in the future, it must be cultivated well, and it may become a way for Feng Ye to make money.

Along the way, some thick pine trees, camphor trees, banyan trees, plane trees will gradually appear in the forest... The more you go up, the more maple trees, and Feng Ye also found two purple olives with fruit hanging on them. A lot, and some fell on the ground.This thing is good, although it will be very astringent when eaten raw, but after being processed, it can be made into dried fruit or candied fruit, and it can also be made into olive vegetables.Feng Ye decided to get some back when he came back.

Continue to climb up, and when you reach the top of the hill, Feng Ye finds out that this place is really a kingdom of fiery red maple trees.On the top of this hill is a flat land, the grass is not high, and a layer of golden and fiery maple leaves has fallen on the ground, which looks like a colorful carpet on the ground, which is extremely beautiful.Looking down from the top of the mountain to the village below, you can also see one or two houses at the entrance of the village; from the top of the hill, you can see the main line of Dieshan Mountain. Feng Ye couldn't see what the bottom of the valley was like.From the top of the hill, there are several trampled paths leading to the bottom of the valley. It is estimated that people from the village often come here, so there should be no danger.

Feng Ye walked down one of the small paths. Not long after walking, he stepped on a ball and fell out before he could scream. Fortunately, the slope here is not very steep, and he stopped at a tree after rolling a few times. On the edge of the big tree root, the palm subconsciously pushed the ground, but it didn't know what it was pressing on, and it hurt like a needle.When he sat down, he saw that it was a thorn ball. After throwing him off, there were still a few small thorns stuck into his flesh, and the skin on his left wrist was broken, bloodshot out, and it was throbbing and painful. .Feng Ye wailed and said bad luck a few times, then carefully pulled out the thorns with his nails, squeezed and twisted, and finally got all the thorns out, and found some grass leaves to stop the bleeding, crushed them and applied them on his wrists.

After resting for a while, Feng Ye looked around carefully, and found that there were many thorn balls around, some of which were cracked to reveal the core inside, and took out the core with a branch, Feng Ye couldn't help being surprised "Huh "He said, "Isn't this a chestnut?" After examining it carefully for a while, he smashed one of the cores with a stone, and there was indeed milky yellow pulp inside.

"It's really a chestnut!" Feng Ye was still cursing the evil thorn ball for hurting him just now, but now he felt happy.Seeing so many thorn balls around here, picking them up would be enough for him to eat for a few days.Besides, he looked up at the tree, and there were quite a few that didn't fall.Feng Ye cheerfully used a branch to dismantle the thorn ball. He didn't know that chestnuts looked like this before, but this thing was really difficult to handle, and the thorn got stuck into the flesh accidentally.

Most of the morning, Feng Ye devoted himself to dismantling chestnuts. The small back basket was almost half full, and the cracked thorn balls nearby were all removed. Feng Ye satisfactorily pulled the smooth and plump chestnuts in the basket, thinking that he should go down the valley first. Go and have a look, chestnuts will come later.But it is not easy to carry so many raw chestnuts on the back, Feng Ye quickly looked around, picked two big leaves that looked like taro leaves, poured out the chestnuts and covered them, and found some dead branches and leaves to cover them , and then take it with you when you go back. If you stay here, no one will take it away.After getting it done, Feng Ye walked down the valley again, this time obviously walking more carefully, he didn't want to fall again.

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Along the way, the windy night feels that the air has become cooler and more humid, with fewer tall trees and more grassy slopes and low bushes.Finally reached the bottom of the valley, and the field of vision suddenly became higher and wider.It turns out that this is a long and narrow flat land, which belongs to the buffer zone between the two mountains. There are many small plants growing on the flat grass.Beside a tall moso bamboo, Feng Ye also found a spring, surrounded by small stones to form a puddle, the spring water seeped out from the cracks in the rocks attached to the mountain, and filled the puddle.

Feng Ye was also thirsty, seeing that the water was still clean, and after tasting some, it was still sweet, so he simply drank it to his heart's content.It should be almost noon at this time, Feng Ye also took out the sweet potatoes and ate them.

The sun was hanging in the middle of the sky, and the breeze in the valley and the warm sunshine made the full-fledged windy night feel sleepy.However, he didn't dare to sleep in the wilderness again, so he had to wash his face with spring water to wake up his mind.

After patrolling back and forth, left and right along the grassland in the valley, Feng Ye was pleasantly surprised to find a small piece of wild pepper tree and a few potato seedlings.The big sansho trees grow almost as tall as Feng Ye, and there are many lovely peppers growing on the big and small sansho trees, some of which are ripe and red.

This wild pepper is a good thing. In modern times, Feng Ye likes to eat wild pepper soaked in chicken feet and various dishes made of pickled pepper. It is spicy enough and delicious!Thinking of Feng Ye, he couldn't help swallowing hard, he hasn't eaten chicken feet soaked in sanjiao for a long time.Feng Ye decided to move a few of the small sansho trees here back to plant, and pick some chili peppers to make sansho peppers. He doesn't have the financial ability to eat chicken feet for the time being, but he will definitely have them in the future, so he has to store the chili peppers .But such a small piece of Sansan pepper, why does it seem that no one has picked it? People in the village should come here often. Don’t the villagers eat chili?It doesn't matter, anyway, I will pick it if no one picks it. Anyway, it is wild, and I didn't finish picking it all at once.

Feng Ye was not busy picking peppers, he went to study the potatoes, the seedlings were very strong, the leaves were green, he took a machete, dug up the soil, held the potato seedlings in his hand and pulled them out, two round potatoes Rooted out.This potato is really big, at least the size of You Fengye's palm and a half, round like the legendary potato essence, very gratifying.After digging a few, they were all big, round, smooth potatoes, and some seedlings grew four or five, which made Feng Ye smile with joy.

Treasure, what a treasure.Feng Ye dug up all the potatoes he found, cleaned up the soil and put them in the basket, which was half a basket full.Feng Ye was in a good mood while humming a song while picking peppers, the windfall he picked up on the ground made people happy!

After it was almost done, Feng Ye was ready to go back, this place is a natural treasure house, and there are also many winter bamboo shoots and herbs, there are endless things, so come back later.

When going back, Feng Ye's mood was so brisk that he almost flew up, he didn't even complain about the uphill road, and when he arrived at the place where the chestnuts were broken, he put the chestnuts into the basket again, and went home happily.

5. New species? ...

Feng Ye had just rested after returning home, when a person came in from outside the fence.

"Are you back with your baby?"

At first glance, it turned out to be Uncle Gao, the village chief. He was a tall and strong farmer in his 50s, with a red face covered with wrinkles. Compete with his son Gao Daming.

"The village chief is here, sit down!" Feng Ye hurriedly moved a stool out to greet him.

"I came here to ask you, what do you plan to plant on that three-acre field in your family? The season is about to pass, and if you don't plant it, you won't be able to catch up with the harvest before summer plowing next year."

Feng Ye thought for a while, "I don't know what to plant. Vegetables, you can't eat so much after planting them, and they are not worth much if you sell them: Wheat, do you think I can plant them now?"

"It's too late, why can't it be too late. You have little strength, so you just put water in it to soak the wet soil these few days, sow the winter wheat seeds in it, and you don't need to plow it. Don't you have some dry land in your house? Planting some buckwheat is also a good idea That's fine. Your grandfather did the same thing in previous years. There's no rush for this buckwheat, you can catch up with it if you plant the wheat first and then take care of it."

It turns out that the people here still know how to use resources. Isn't this buckwheat fertile?Buckwheat noodles are also a very nutritious organic food.

"I see, Uncle. Thanks for telling me that."

"Look at you kid, you're still being polite to your uncle. If you can't do the work, you can come to your brother Daming for help. By the way, boy, why are you digging this up?" The fat potato asked strangely.

"Eat. You can use it as a meal or as a dish."

"Eat? Isn't this earthen egg? A few years ago, some people in the village dug up sweet potatoes to eat, but since you ate this from Uncle Shenglin's family, your stomach hurt and you vomited and vented for several days. The doctor said it was poisoning! No one in the village dared to eat it anymore. Have you forgotten this? How dare you eat it?!"

Earth egg?Poisoned?

Feng Ye heard it, wouldn't it?Potatoes, known to everyone on earth, are actually an unidentified species?Also called soil egg? !The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but he was thinking in his heart, "Poisoning? It should be that the potatoes are not yet ripe or have been stored for a long time, turning green and sprouting, which led to the poisoning. It is not uncommon in modern times. It seems that , in this era, no one has fully understood this 'earth egg', and it should be in a wild state, only in a few areas, otherwise it would not have spread. But according to the meaning of the village chief, it is happening Some people have eaten it before the poisoning incident, that is to say, the Shenglin family was unlucky and happened to eat green and sprouted potatoes, or they were impatient and did not cook them enough. Well, yes, it should be like this."

On the face, he still smiled and said: "I haven't forgotten, I remember, Uncle the village head. Didn't someone eat this soil before Aunt Shenglin... er, soil eggs? Didn't there be any accidents with others. And I heard It is said that it is because of this potato... Uh, the skin of the soil egg has turned green and germinated, and it will be poisoned if eaten. If it is cooked thoroughly, it will be fine."

"I heard? Who did you listen to? No one knew about this thing before. It's only found here. I haven't heard of it elsewhere." The village chief looked at Feng Ye suspiciously.

Feng Ye's heart skipped a beat, it's over, the performance is too advanced, where can I hear about it?I just read it on the Internet, how can I say it now... He scratched his hair in distress, and made it up, "I... Foreigners, no, they are Hu people. I heard Hu people say that they often eat this local egg. "Foreigners often eat hamburgers and fries." They call it potatoes, and they also call them potatoes. It can be roasted and boiled like a sweet potato. Some people are poisoned, convulsed, vomited and vomited. Eggs with toxins in them are inedible, and normal soil eggs are free of toxins, as long as they are cooked thoroughly."

After finishing speaking in one breath, he glanced at the village chief with a guilty conscience, he should be able to pass by, right? !Feng Ye felt that he was doing popular science education.

"Is that so? Don't you hear me wrong? This is a matter of life and death. If you're not sure, it's better not to eat recklessly."

After spending a long time drooling, people still don't believe it, Feng Ye is so depressed.

Village head home.

After dinner, Village Chief Gao was smoking dry tobacco and talking to Mrs. Gao who was sewing beside her.

"Old woman, tell me, isn't Li Tong a little weird after he recovered from his illness?"

Aunt Gao squinted at him, "What's wrong?"

"I can't tell. It just feels a little weird, as if... a different person. This temperament is not as shy as before and likes to avoid people, but like a little adult."

Aunt Gao rolled his eyes at him again, "I said you old man, his grandfather just passed away, and he lost his parents' children. How can you not look like an adult if you want to manage the housework? Besides, Tong Wazi is fourteen years old. After the new year, I will be fifteen, and I am small, but I can still marry a wife. There is nothing to make a fuss about!"

"That's the reason. I just feel that this kid...well, he grew up all of a sudden. But I think he is still a bit confused. Today I saw him bring back all the soil eggs and mountain hot peppers in the mountains, Saying it can be eaten, are you confused? Didn’t Li Shenglin’s mother-in-law bring back the soil egg from the mountains a few years ago? How can people eat something that they don’t eat? I don’t think he took my advice to heart. Old woman, you should go and watch him order when you have time, so that nothing happens.”

"understood."

……

The old couple chattered about gossiping, Feng Ye was still planning how to farm, and going to the mountains to search for things, he had no idea that he had become the object of other people's worries.

6. Touched...

A few rays of sunlight shone into the room through the window, the light was so bright that Feng Ye had to open his eyes.

Fine floating dust dances slowly in the beams of sunshine that pour into the house, the air is full of the fresh and clean breath of the mountains in the morning, and the chirping of birds is particularly clear in the silence.

Feng Ye lay motionless on the bed, his mind was dazed and he didn't know what was going on.It took a long time before he remembered that he went to the mountains yesterday and found a lot of good things and came back. He was so excited that he fell asleep for a long time at night, which caused him to forget to get up today.After he figured it out, he belatedly realized that his whole body was limp and sore as if it had fallen apart, and when he turned over and moved his hands and feet, all the bones in his body throbbed with severe pain.Reluctantly crawled to the bed and opened the window to look out, the sun had already risen so high, it is estimated that it is not far from noon, it seems that there is nothing to do this morning.

Feng Ye simply lay back on the bed. Although he was hungry, he didn't want to get up to cook at all. He was just thinking about what to do with the things he brought back yesterday, and fell asleep again in a daze after thinking about it. .

When he woke up again, it was already noon, and his stomach was already growling with hunger.Helpless, I had to get up to wash and cook.

I picked out two potatoes with broken skins, washed them, peeled them and shredded them, then went to the back of the house to pull out two green onions, put them in the oil pan and stir-fried a vegetable, and then cooked the brown rice in the oil pan.

This brown rice is just like its name. It has rough grains and firm texture. It can fill your stomach very well. However, the rice grains are yellow, and the cooked rice is also yellow. The taste is not very good, and the cooking time is relatively long.

Because the rice was gone before, Feng Ye carried a small bag of millet from the big vat in the storage room to someone in the village with a stone pound to pound the rice under the advice of Mrs. Gao.It may be because the rice milling tools and technology at this time were relatively backward, so the rice that was pounded was brown rice with cortex, aleurone layer and germ.In modern times, this is a real pollution-free organic crude fiber nutritious food, and it seems to contain a variety of vitamins and trace elements.Feng Ye lamented that the ancient people knew better about life and health, but later learned that it was because rice was difficult to grow and the yield was not high in this era, which led to the high price of white rice. Even if the villagers planted rice, they mostly sold it for money, and they only ate it For the brown rice, only some are left for a meal or two during the important festivals or when the distinguished guests come.And if the harvest is not good in a bad year, some people have to mix it with brown rice to get full.After Feng Ye knew this fact, he was shocked and suddenly realized: No wonder why there is only a little snow-white rice in the rice tank at home. It is a huge luxury here to eat white rice for feelings, and it is even more impoverished than I imagined... He had just worn it for less than a month, and ate up the porridge of rice and porridge that Grandpa Li Tong had saved, and he couldn't help but get black lines.

Alas, is this also a sad reminder to travel to a backward era and a backward area and still have a poor body? !

After finally waiting for the meal to be cooked, Feng Yezao was so hungry that his legs became weak, and he wolfed down a few mouthfuls when he heard Mrs. Gao's voice: "Is Tong Wazi here?"

Feng Ye reluctantly put down the bowl and walked out, "It's Madam Gao."

"Hey, I came to see you. Hey, I haven't eaten yet. Huh? What kind of food are you here? It's strange to see." Gao Auntie pointed to the plate of shredded potatoes.The tender yellow potato shreds are paired with tender green scallions, and the appearance is really good. Although the seasoning is only oil, salt and soy sauce, the dish is not as satisfactory, but the taste is still passable.

"Fried potato shreds, oh, it's a dish made with that earth egg." Earth egg—the corners of Feng Ye's mouth twitched. He really didn't understand this name. Originally, it was common enough to call a potato a potato. Is there a more common one?It seems that the saying is really good: there is no most thunder, only more thunder!

Aunt Gao here was shocked when she heard the old man talking about it last night. She didn't take it seriously.