Hungry, you have to endure it.
Save food.
Three meals should become two, and forget about late-night snacks.
If you think about it, it will only add unnecessary troubles.
Since you have traveled through time, you must have living habits that are in line with the atmosphere of this era.
Besides, there really aren’t many instant noodles.
There are only two boxes, and it’s still Kang Shuaibo.
There is no running water, so water can only be fetched from earthen wells.
As the windlass turned "squeaking, squeaking", the well water with ice ballast was pumped up. I picked up the gourd made of a gourd and poured half of it into the gourd.
It’s so damn cool!
Compared with this, Feizhai Happy Water is just scum!
It's impossible to fill the water tank. After all, I'm still hungry, so I just need to think about it.
As for washing clothes and mopping the floor, forget it. These are extremely luxurious things in this period.
The morning light comes and the rising sun rises in the east.
Xu San finally waited for the meal time. The so-called meal time was just a sense of ritual after seeing the sun rise. There was no exact time.
Life still needs a sense of ritual, otherwise it will be too unsentimental.
It is not difficult to make a fire. After all, in this era, there is already such a thing as "match", which can be lit by rubbing it on the soles of shoes. It is convenient and practical, not expensive, and Xu's groceries also has a lot of reserves.
The fire in the kitchen was green, the water was rolling, the heat was rising, and the water in the big iron pot was already boiling.
Looking at the churning water, Xu San picked up the Kang Shuaibo Braised Beef Noodles and tore open the package, revealing a white noodle cake and two transparent packages of seasonings, one package of dry powder and one package of oil.
It seems quite European, because almost half of the instant noodles of a brand like Kangshuaibo are missing the seasoning packet.
The pot was big and there was a lot of water, but Kang Shuaibo only had one bag.
However, Xu San felt that enough was enough!
After all, this is instant noodles, a magical item that can be smelled by the whole train when one person eats it.
After swallowing his saliva, Xu San threw the noodles and the seasoning bag into the pot.
The seasoning bag was thrown in whole and the packaging was just torn open.
Materials are scarce and cannot be wasted, and the seasoning packets must be boiled until clean.
The dark brown wooden pot lid trembled slightly, suppressing the movement of the dragon under her body.
A faint aroma has floated out from the pot lid, permeating every corner of the kitchen.
Take a deep breath, refreshing.
The memories of the past slowly come to mind.
Xu San didn't know how many years he hadn't smelled this smell.
The years are like fog, rain and wind, and we are uncertain.
When Xu San smelled this smell, he felt as if he had returned to the green train during the Spring Festival. The crowded people on the train, the noisy sounds, and the unforgettable aroma of instant noodles, all of which smelled of peace.
Tears streaked across the cheeks stained with ashes, leaving a white trail, which was clearly visible like a ladder from darkness to light.
Peace is not easy. Xu San rubbed his red eyes, squatted down, and closed the stove door.
The firewood was a bit damp and would choke your eyes when it burned.
The firewood was burning in the stove, making a "pull, pluck" sound, and Xu San counted silently in his heart.
Without a timer, this is the only way to calculate time.
200!
time up!
Xu San held the lid of the pot with one hand, took a deep breath to stabilize his mind, and then shouted: "Open!"
The words fell to the ground and the lid of the pot was lifted.
A small amount of water vapor steamed upwards, and a smell that was not of this world accompanied the white mist soaring into the sky, and then exploded like a cloud bomb.
Not long after, the entire Ping'an Alley was enveloped by an indescribable fragrance.
It is pervasive, like a succubus in hell, seducing people's hearts.
A large coarse porcelain bowl with soup as red as blood. Xu San held the bowl and sat on the stone bench in the backyard to start cooking.
Suddenly, a few pieces of soil fell and got stuck on the west wall.
Turning around, I saw a little girl leaning over and looking over here, drooling.
I met the little girl Xu San, who is six years old this year, and her name is Xu Dongmei. Like many children in this era, she has no father, and she and her mother depend on each other in a tailor shop.
Children are greedy, and they couldn't help but be curious when they smelled the alluring fragrance, so they moved the ladder and climbed up the wall to see what was going on.
Her stomach growled, and saliva remained at the corner of her mouth. The little girl wiped the saliva with her sleeve: "Uncle traitor, what are you eating? It's so delicious?"
Damn,
Traitor, return uncle!
When Xu San heard this title, he felt bad instantly.
Judging from this title alone, we know that the original owner of this body did not do anything good.
Thinking about it, the original owner did tease the little girl several times in his memory.
But Xu San could tell from the little girl's tone that she didn't mean any harm.
The word "traitor" probably came out of the mouths of adults, and all she did was imitate what she said.
Children are innocent and have no taboos in speaking.
However, the truth that misfortune comes from the mouth is the same no matter in any era.
We need to teach this naughty kid that he shouldn't say certain things randomly, otherwise he will be killed.
The little girl was still swallowing her saliva, staring straight into Xu Sanwan.
Seeing the little girl's appearance, Xu San said with a smile, like a big-tailed wolf, "Noodles! Do you want to eat?"
"I want to eat!" the little girl answered happily, but she hesitated when she looked at the distance between the wall and the ground, "Uncle traitor, I can't get down!"
The courtyard wall was about 1.89 meters, which was indeed too high for a six-year-old girl. So Xu San put down the bowl, walked to the wall, raised his head and said to the little girl: "Just jump down, uncle will catch you." .”
"Okay, uncle, please pick me up!"
"good!"
"I jumped!" After saying that, the little girl climbed over the wall and jumped down.
The little girl is very light, probably not even 40 pounds.
He gently placed the little girl on the ground and flicked the dirt on her head with his hands.
This is the first time Xu San has seen his little neighbor at such a close distance. His yellow hair is tied up with two hairpins. The hairpins are asymmetrical and unequal in size. His appearance is neither good-looking nor cute. , with a height of less than one meter, he looks unusually thin, but he is a bit more agile than his peers of this era.
Thinking about his niece who weighed more than 80 kilograms, Xu San couldn't help but feel sad again. He took the little girl's hand and said, "Come on, uncle will take care of the noodles today!"
"What are you doing?" The little girl was stunned for a moment, not believing Xu San's words.
"Well, take care of yourself!"
After tossing for a while, the noodles were already a little cold. Looking at the big bowl that was no longer steaming, Xu San said, "It's a little cold. Do you want uncle to heat it up for you?"
"No! No need!" As she said this, the little girl held the big bowl and gently took a sip of the soup. She held it in her mouth and savored it carefully. She was reluctant to swallow it for a long time.
It tastes so good. This rich taste is completely different from the clear soup and watery meals she usually eats.
Although it was delicious, she did not continue to eat, but thought of her mother.
Seeing the little girl wanting to eat but being reluctant to eat, Xu San said: "Eat it, uncle will cook it if it's not enough."
The little girl swallowed the soup in her mouth and shook her head, "Mom hasn't eaten yet!"
"Then ask your mother to come over and eat together."
