With a Door In Mind

Grandma Zhao is busy in the kitchen with her granddaughter.

When it was about time for dinner, the smell of meat came from the kitchen.

Jiang Xiaochuan smelled it, it should be boiled lard.

It's also so fragrant. It can be smelled outside.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a sound of harmony came from the door: "Old Zhao, you old boy is stealing food again, and you don't call your brothers."

Along with the sound, three figures came in outside the door.

They were all dressed in army green clothes, with their hands behind their backs. But there are no epaulets.

It must have come by the smell.

Zhao Qinian looked at the group of people. Angrily, he said, "Lao Liu, just your dog nose, do you still need to shout?"

Turning around and facing Jiang Xiaochuan, he said, "These people are all dogs. I knew they would come over by smelling it."

Then I introduced a few people. Some are former comrades, some are later comrades.

After all, during the war, there were downsizing, and there were new ones and old ones.

The one surnamed Liu who spoke first among the three was also the oldest among them, approaching sixty.

The rest are smaller than Zhao Qinian. One is surnamed Li and the other is surnamed Wang.

Jiang Xiaochuan then shouted hello grandpa to several people.

Zhao Qinian smiled and shouted to the inside: "Old woman, make more dishes, Lao Liu and the others are coming."

Grandma Zhao heard his words, walked out of the kitchen, and said angrily: "You just talk nonsense, what is smell. Don't worry, I have done more."

When Lao Li heard Grandma Zhao's words, he said, "Look, sister-in-law is still attentive. I said, Lao Zhao, why are you so stingy?"

Zhao Qinian said angrily: "Lao Li, if you dislike me for being stingy, get out of my way"

The other party didn't care when he heard what he said. He's been a brother over the years, and no one knows who.

Then a bowl of rice came out from his back. put it on the table.

Several others were also carrying things. There is sweet potato polenta, there is gray noodles steamed buns. Also comes with some white rice.

There was also a bottle of white wine and a small plate of peanuts. Look at the staple food, there should be southerners and northerners.

Every household is in short supply these days, and even such iron brothers will bring their own meals, and at most order food.

Otherwise, these few old and rude people will come over, and the family will be poor in one meal.

Zhao Qinian didn't take it as a surprise, and didn't say any polite words that he brought something with him.

I often do this myself.

Not long after, a pot of vegetables was brought out.

There is only one cabbage stew. There are not many kinds of this dish, and it is not practical to stir-fry it.

But there is a lot of oil residue and pork head meat in it.

And Grandma Zhao also cut half a salted duck egg for one person.

Then greet the crowd to eat.

Several people came to the table.

It should be known that a few people will bring their own meals, and they do not care. Only Jiang Xiaochuan and Qingqing were given a bowl of white rice.

Grandpa Zhao and the two still eat corn and sweet potato porridge. Not that rare though.

As two children, I also got a whole salted duck egg.

There are four people in a bottle of wine, each of whom shares a small glass, about one or two. The rest were collected by Lao Liu.

Lao Li looked at Lao Liu's actions and said, "Lao Liu, there is not much left, let's drink together."

As if he hadn't heard his words, Old Liu closed the lid and said, "If it wasn't for the smell of meat, I wouldn't take it out."

Everyone else laughed when they saw it.

When several people at the dinner table heard Zhao Qinian mention that Jiang Xiaochuan's father was Zhou Mingxin, it was a pity for a while.

However, Jiang Xiaochuan could hear that it was more of a pity for a soldier.

Jiang Xiaochuan can understand this. After all, they all came out of the dead. No one has ever died.

Only someone like Zhao Qinian who is his cronies will pay attention to him.

It's like the death of a loved one and the death of a friend. Both are sad, but the emotions are different.

He saw that several people had almost eaten. Then he said to Zhao Qinian, "Grandpa Zhao, I'll go first."

Seeing this, Grandma Zhao stopped the movement of cleaning up the tableware in her hand.

Wiped his hands on the apron. said to him.

"Why are you leaving. You can't go back so late. Just stay at home."

"Grandma Zhao, I live in a hostel, which is convenient to the station. And my things are still there."

When Zhao Qinian heard the words, he didn't say more, just said, "Okay, if you have time, remember to come over."

Jiang Xiaochuan nodded when he heard the words. This leaves.

After leaving the family building, it was already a little dark at this time.

Seeing that there was no one nearby, he released the bicycle. Left by car.

After thinking for a while, he still found a place near the black market and dodged into the viewing space.

Looking at the things in the space at this time, it is almost mature.

According to the situation of jade absorption this time, it will definitely mature at one time.

With a thought, the boxes of jade in the space all flew to the ground.

The space shook.

But Jiang Xiao frowned, because he found that the space did not expand.

And a place in the space is showing a bulge. There are about fifty acres of land.

And the plants on the ground are rapidly maturing.

It has been increased to a height of about 30 meters, and then stopped.

Jiang Xiaochuan took a look.

"Nima..., is this... a mountain?"

Looking at the things in front of him, Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment.

Take another look and make sure it's really a mountain. Just smaller.

At this time, he noticed that the horizontal dimension of this space has not increased, but the height has increased a lot.

Thinking of something, he set foot on this small hill, barely called "The Hill".

When he came to the place, he scanned his mind and found that the deep part of the mountain was already a stone.

Standing on the top of the "mountain", looking at this space.

There are mountains, water, and woods. not bad.

Then he looked at the somewhat disorganized grove.

He waved the shovel with his mind and transplanted all the trees and medicinal materials onto this small hill.

Look at the hills in front of you. It still feels too small.

Otherwise, it would be good to put these animals in and let them grow on their own.

The bare hills feel so monotonous. Get some other plants in a few days. Enrich it.

Then all the grain was harvested and planted again.

After everything was done, it was already half a day. He also felt hungry.

I've never had crayfish before. Pretty much now.

He took out twenty catties of crayfish from the space. Be prepared to do more. When the time comes, I will give my sister a taste.

He took out the seasonings he bought before, and took a shot.

Star anise, pepper and the like all have seeds. Why didn't I think of planting it.

The seeds from the spice were taken out and planted on the mountain.

Only then did he come back and clean up the crayfish.

Just went to the gut, and did not go to the head like the later generations. Feeling the head is gone, there is no way to taste it.

Heat the oil in a pot, the oil is both meat and vegetable oils.

Dried chili peppers and various seasonings are put into the pot and fried until fragrant, and then the crayfish is added.

Then add some water~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and a little white wine.

When the stew is almost dry, add the shallots and garlic.

Jiang Xiaochuan smelled the smell, and his saliva was about to flow down.

Since I came here, I found that I don't like that kind of dishes with many seasonings.

In addition to the previous braised pig head, this is the second one.

Nothing was said. Let's eat first.

I don't know if it's because of the space. There is nothing dirty in this shrimp head.

Thinking of the liquor from before, he still took it out and took a sip.

After killing five or six pounds in one breath, it stopped.

When I was full, I came to the normal flow rate and slept for a while.

This is the space.