Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

"Siwei, where is your salt?"

Gu Siwei wanted to show off his strength, but before he could say anything, he heard Sun Xiaomei ask him where he put the salt.

Gu Siwei said: "Sicui, get some salt for my little sister. Don't you know where the salt is?"

Sicui said: "The little sister doesn't want half a bag of salt, she wants two or three kilograms of salt."

"You want so much?"

Gu Siwei is a little strange.

Sun Xiaomei said: "This dish needs to be boiled with some water and then marinated with salt, so that it will be more delicious when cooked tomorrow."

"Isn't that too salty?"

As soon as Gu Siwei heard this, he knew that the dish would be very salty when made tomorrow. How could he eat it if it was so salty?

Sun Xiaomei said with a smile: "What I want is a salty one! Let everyone drink more water and eat pancakes. The pancakes are hard, so you have to eat them slowly. If you eat slowly, your stomach will naturally be full..."

"...".

Gu Siwei was speechless for a moment. He really didn't know the trick.

After thinking about it for a while, it was right. If you chew slowly, you won't eat too much. So Gu Siwei asked: "Is this an idea that the landlords and rich people came up with in the past? It's so... shameless. Can I do this? ?”

Sun Xiaomei looked surprised when she heard this: "You are thinking too much. Landlords and rich people eat big mill cakes? You really dare to think about it, Brother Siwei. I am afraid that big mill pancakes were not something that landlords and rich people outside could eat every time in their homes before. , this kind of pancake is not for the villagers to eat, it is brought into the mountain by the old hunters.

When entering the mountain, wrap it with white cotton cloth, and then wrap it with a layer of sesame oil paper. Paste some beeswax carefully and it can be preserved for half a month, or even a month when the weather is good.

Feed these to the dealers, you also... really think too much of the landlord's wealth."

Hearing Gu Siwei's words, Sun Xiaomei covered her mouth with joy.

Hu Yanqiu and Sicui also looked at Gu Siwei, especially Hu Yanqiu who looked at Gu Siwei as if he were a fool, while covering his mouth and laughing.

"Is it okay if I do this...?"

Gu Siwei felt that he seemed a bit unreasonable.

Sun Xiaomei said: "That's great. Where can I find this meal? It can be compared with the meal at your house before, but now this one is top-notch. You must know that the old hunters who went into the mountains in the past were from the whole family, or even the whole village." All good food is brought to them, and the best food is this kind of stone-ground pancake. If you treat everyone to eat this now, if others go out and say it again, they will be slapped by the elders. I don’t know how easy it is to catch them."

Hearing what Sun Xiaomei said, Gu Siwei felt at ease.

He thought about it and it was right. The only time these people could eat white noodles was during the Chinese New Year or when someone in their family got married. It was not easy to eat white rice and noodles at other times.

That is to say, I not only hold it in my mouth but also have the ability to hold it. If there is no space to get close to me, in the words of the folks, I will not be able to eat hot food even if I eat shit.

"That's good, I can't let the folks suffer, the folks from the hometown," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

After hearing this, Sun Xiaomei said happily: "If this is a bad treatment, then let him come over and treat us badly, no matter how bad he treats us. By the way, don't live in vain. Looking for salt, it is best to have four or five kilograms of salt."

"That much for one day?"

Gu Siwei didn't prepare much salt. No matter how big Gu Siwei's space was, he had no interest in getting more than ten kilograms of salt to store in the space. There was a shortage of everything in the store. If there had ever been a shortage of salt, there was no need to vote for this thing. , as long as you have money, you can buy it. How could Gu Siwei be interested in getting dozens of kilograms to display in the space.

Sun Xiaomei said: "Four kilograms is enough. The water coming down here can continue to kill water tomorrow. You can't pour all the good salt water. Even if you finish killing the water, you can still put it in a pot to boil and boil the water." You can still eat it if you boil the salt out of it."

After hearing this, Gu Siwei gave Sun Xiaomei a thumbs up in his heart and thought: Look how carefully she lives her life.

When Hu Yanqiu saw Gu Siwei's appearance, he guessed what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "You really don't know how to live. You can make money, but you just can't save money."

“What are you saving money for?”

Gu Siwei doesn't care about saving money at all. He doesn't spend much money. To be honest, he has no interest in most of the so-called luxuries in the world, such as Dzi beads and Buddhist beads. , and had no intention of getting involved, so Gu Siwei didn't have many places to spend money, and in this era, there were even fewer.

Generally speaking, Gu Siwei earns much more than he spends. It's not that Gu Siwei is willing to save money, but that he will spend it if he doesn't save it. Good things require tickets.

Forget about asking for tickets. He can get tickets for radio cassette players and televisions. He can just ask his idiot apprentice, me. But where is Gu Siwei going to get electricity for radio cassette players and televisions?

Therefore, this era is an era for people to save money. Don’t look down on Siwei. If an ordinary worker has the opportunity, he will spend the money he has saved for several years. At this time, the workers do not have much thought of saving money. In their view, After all, they are all citizens of the country, and the country will never ignore them at any time.

"Okay, let's get some salt before we talk!" Sun Xiaomei urged.

Gu Siwei turned around and went into the house, walked around his room, and came out with a hemp rope in his hand, with several large bags of salt tied to the side of the hemp rope.

"Isn't that a lot?"

Sun Xiaomei saw that the salt must be at least six to seven pounds.

Gu Siwei smiled and said: "I remember wrongly, I don't remember buying such natural salt."

Hu Yanqiu smiled and said: "You are so young, why is your memory suddenly so bad? You can't remember how much salt you bought. Are you using your brain to look taller?"

The brain is used to look high. This is Gu Siwei's own words. At this time, the Internet slang did not appear. Forget about the Internet slang, I don't know where the Internet is. That is to say, Gu Siwei could say this, and Hu Yanqiu learned it all at once. Now it is used on Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei was happy.

After getting the salt, Sun Xiaomei immediately started to prepare for work. First, she washed all the picked vegetables. People at this time were not particular about it, so she directly put them in the ditch of Gu Siwei's house to wash the vegetables.

As long as the water looks clear, everyone accepts that it is fine for washing your face, washing vegetables, or even drinking it directly.

The biggest problem with drinking raw water at this time is not from various chemical residues, but from nature, such as snails and other things that can easily transmit schistosomiasis.

Gu Siwei doesn't drink raw water, and the canal in Gu Siwei's house is spring water, and there are no such things as dingluo. Let alone dingluo, there is not even a fish seedling.

Therefore, in Gu Siwei's eyes, the water in his canal is already quite clean. Compared with the villagers, some people even drink water from the doorstep.

It is used for laundry, cooking, and even cleaning the toilet. Of course, river water is living water. If it were really stagnant, Gu Siwei believes that the villagers would not drink river water.

Everyone worked independently, Gu Siwei wanted to help, but Zhao Fangming really didn't want Gu Siwei to help, because Gu Siwei became more and more busy, so he might as well do it himself.

In the end, Gu Siwei had to help the ladies wash and cut vegetables.

After washing and cutting all the vegetables here, put them into the pottery jar, pour in the cold boiled water that had cooled down long ago, tore in three packets of salt and put them in. Then the three of them carried the baskets into the vegetable garden.

"Are there so many vegetables in the garden? How many more baskets are you going to pick?"

Gu Siwei scratched his head subconsciously.

Zhao Fangming felt strange after hearing this: "Your own vegetable garden, you don't know how many vegetables grow in it?"

Gu Siwei said sheepishly: "I rarely go in. Most of the vegetable garden is taken care of by Sicui."

Gu Siwei was quite interested in the vegetable garden at the beginning, but as time went on, things became more complicated, such as weeding, pollination, and building structures. Gu Siwei lost interest in doing it.

On the contrary, Gu Siwei liked to look at the circle of small fruit tree seedlings he had planted, so Sicui took care of the work of the vegetable garden.

"Sicui is really capable. Whoever marries her back in the future will be blessed by several lifetimes of cultivation," Zhao Fangming praised.

Zhao Fangming did not praise casually. Although he is more flexible now, he has not yet reached the level of talking freely when it comes to praising people. He sincerely praises Sicui.

"But, you don't even know whose girl it is. Anyway, she can't suffer any loss in the future. I will take care of anyone who marries Sicui and makes him look bad, even if he is the King of Heaven," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

Zhao Fangming glanced at Gu Siwei, nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I believe it."

Now Zhao Fangming still doesn't know Gu Siwei's temperament. He is a guy who beats people up whenever he wants to. Zhao Fangming doesn't have the ability or the spirit to do so, but Zhao Fangming is particularly envious of such people.

Because in the countryside, even in the town, generally no one dares to offend such a person with a certain temperament. No one dares to offend him, which means that no one dares to attack your interests in private.

Just like this time, doesn't Zhao Fangming know that his father is partial? It's all happened like this. He, Zhao Fangming, is not a fool, but he knows that Zhao Fangming just can't bear to make trouble with his wife.

They are both sons. Why do you think the eldest brother has everything, and he, Zhao Fangming, has to do the same thing as a son-in-law?

Sometimes he told others about this, but they refused to believe it. I had seen a partial mother, but I had never seen such a partial one.

It is precisely because of this that there are now rumors in the town that Zhao Fangming is not his father's seed. However, this rumor was quickly broken, because Zhao Fangming looks at least five points like his father.

"By the way, in addition to cooking roasted pork, what other specialties do you have?" Gu Siwei asked.

"General banquet dishes. My grandfather used to be a rural chef. Most of the banquet dishes handed down from home are banquet dishes. They are not very exquisite, but they are delicious and suit our taste. Why do you want to host a banquet?"

Zhao Fangming asked.

Gu Siwei shook his head and smiled: "What kind of banquet should I hold? I just asked casually, isn't there nothing going on here?"

Zhao Fangming smiled and didn't say that you were fine, I was busy here.

The two of them chatted about food.

Gu Siwei originally thought that Zhao Fangming had become enlightened and could chat. Who would have expected that after chatting, he realized that he was still the dull little cook with only a few sentences that he repeated over and over again.