Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

The bed was not put together properly, but some components were put together as much as possible to make a bed.

Gu Siwei took a look and found that there was really nothing missing about this thing so far. It just looked a bit old, but it didn't seem to have signs of use, because if people lie on it often, there will definitely be wear and tear, but this bed No, there are traces of patina found in some parts of the components.

"Okay, put it on the boat for me. Don't miss any parts. I'll just give it to someone on the way," Gu Siwei said.

As soon as they heard that it was done, several people immediately happily took apart the simple components and moved them to the cabin for Gu Siwei.

As soon as it was loaded onto the ship, Gu Siwei used the excuse of giving someone a bed to let the ship go all the way downstream.

On the way, Gu Siwei was happy that he got the treasure at first, but after a while, a bigger question puzzled Lao Gu.

Lao Gu thought about it, Liu Fulin's family had several bottles, they were all treasures, and now Zheng Youcai's nephew still had such a valuable bed, how many other houses were there in this poor village with such treasures hidden in their homes, and who were these people? Where did it come from?

It can't be that these people's ancestors passed it down. If that were the case, this village would never be so dilapidated except for other villages. After all, it must have some historical sites, such as several stone squares, which can highlight the Something accomplished by our ancestors.

But there is nothing here, even the dilapidated houses are extremely dilapidated, but there are people here who can come up with such valuable things.

Not to mention that it’s nothing if only Liu Fulin’s family is the only one, but what can you do if they save all the money? But now that Zheng Youcai's nephew has such a good bed in his house, it makes people daydream about it.

It's a pity that this matter can't be understood. It's not something Gu Siwei can figure out at all.

Unknowingly, the boat had been launched a long way away. Gu Siwei put the bed components in the cabin into the space, and he also brought the boat into the space.

Anyway, nothing happened, so Gu Siwei started to sleep together.

It looked quite simple, but it was still difficult to put it together. At first, Gu Siwei thought that the two should be inserted together, but in the end they couldn't match up. Fortunately, Gu Siwei was still a little patient and didn't force it. , my memory is not bad, and after working hard for a while, I gradually found the way.

As soon as he found the doorway, Gu Siwei admired the craftsmanship of his ancestors. There was not a single iron piece in the whole bed, but after the puzzle was completed, no matter you ran or jumped on it, the bed would not move at all, and as long as it was If you haven't pulled out the key wooden pins, the more the bed moves, the more tightly the members will be locked together, and the less sound they will make.

“It’s such a cool coin”

After Gu Siwei stood on the bed and jumped a few times, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to study the bed.

Now Gu Siwei is really interested in this bed. His interest at the moment is not how much this bed is worth, but the exquisite mortise and tenon design of this bed.

Some things taste better the more you taste them, and the more you taste them, the more immersed you become.

Gu Siwei is like this now. Without realizing it, Gu Siwei has forgotten other things, such as eating rice tonight.

Once he got involved, Gu Siwei became a little selfless. This was what enabled him to go from being a worker on a production line to being an engineer with no professional certificate on CNC machine tools.

While waiting for Gu Siwei to recover, he had spent several days in the space. When he was waiting to come out of the space, the sky was dark. It was the darkest moment of the day, which meant that dawn was about to break in the east.

Snapped! This design is so exquisite.

When Gu Siwei thought about what he had realized, he was still full of praise.

Only then did he remember that someone said something decades later: It's not that we Chinese don't have luxury goods, but that our luxury goods are really not something that ordinary people can afford with hard work.

As for this bed, Gu Siwei didn't like it before. Now if you ask him to say that someone will buy it for one million, Gu Siwei will guarantee that no one will buy it.

After getting the boat out, Gu Siwei sailed home. When he passed the village, he found that someone had already turned on the lights, and one after another, weak lights came out of the houses that had no lights.

Gu Siwei knew that this was when the villagers got up. For them, it was their normal schedule. After cooking and eating, it would be dawn.

It's time to go to work in the fields carrying farm tools.

At this time, it is not hot to work, but there is plenty of time. Farmers are not paid by workers who come to get off work on time. As long as there are crops in the fields, they have to work when they open their eyes. In this way, they still have to watch the old man. Eat every day.

Gu Siwei did not stop in the village, but went directly into the canyon, called Caohua and Cube over and dragged their boat all the way back to Yinsong Cliff.

It was still dark, so Gu Siwei didn't ask the monkeys to put down the rope ladder, and just used the space to easily climb up the cliff.

When Gu Siwei stood at the door of the big house, he found that the light in his bedroom was also on, so he walked into the house.

Squeak!

The sound of pushing the door gently startled Hu Yanqiu, who was sitting beside the bed.

When he turned around and saw that Gu Siwei was back, he immediately asked, "Why are you back?"

"I was delayed by something," Gu Siwei explained casually.

Hu Yanqiu did not ask further questions, but instead asked: "Are you hungry? If you are, I will make you something to eat. I will bake you a steamed bun and fry two eggs."

"No, no, just forget about the steamed bun slices."

When Gu Siwei heard that it was steamed buns again, he waved his hands repeatedly.

Hu Yanqiu asked: "You don't like eating it? No, you made it the day before yesterday and you said it was delicious."

Gu Siwei heard this and said: "Daughter-in-law, I have no objection to you making steamed buns, but don't eat them every day. I really can't stand eating three meals a day. I want to eat rice. From now on, our family won't eat pasta all day long."

Hu Yanqiu couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

"Is it funny?" Gu Siwei scratched his head, unable to understand what was so funny about this.

Hu Yanqiu explained: "I thought you were not tired of eating it. I kept hearing you say it was delicious, so I kept making it. In fact, I also want to eat rice."

Well……!

Gu Siwei had a black line on his forehead.

"I dare you to praise me, but I praised you wrongly." Gu Siwei felt that he was a little unfair in jumping into this trap.

Hu Yanqiu said: "You say it's delicious every time, so why don't I just make it again and again? In fact, I don't really like eating pasta."

"Okay, let's eat rice in the morning, steamer rice," Gu Siwei said with a cheerful smile.

Hu Yanqiu shook his head.

"why not?"

Hu Yanqiu said: "There is no way to steam rice, because there was a lot of rice left yesterday, and it was just right to fry it this morning."

When Gu Siwei heard about eating fried rice, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with relief: "As long as it's not steamed buns, anything will work. Fried rice is better."

Hu Yanqiu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make you ham fried rice this morning."

Gu Siwei asked casually: "Where did you get the ham?"

"What kind of memory do you have? Didn't you bring the ham to my house? My mother asked me to get some of it back when we came back. It came in handy today.

Ham...well, plus eggs, I'm thinking of adding something else..."

Hu Yanqiu began to make calculations.

Gu Siwei heard that his wife had put five or six things here, so he said: "Daughter-in-law, keep it simple, the ingredients you put in, let alone fried rice, even if it is fried shoe mats, it won't be unpalatable. Then the taste of the rice completely changed.”

Is having too much material a good thing? It's a good thing, at least the nutritional combination is good, but in terms of taste, it's actually not a good thing.

There is a saying that if there are too many ingredients and the flavor is too strong, it will cover up the taste of the main ingredients. When the time comes, the fried rice will not taste like rice at all, which is wrong.

As for how eggplant makes meat taste, it is amazing, but Gu Siwei thinks it is completely unnecessary and meaningless.

"It's simple, home-cooked, just like home," Gu Siwei said again.

Hu Yanqiu nodded after hearing this: "I understand, then eggs and ham."

"OK!"

Gu Siwei stretched out his little paws and gently kneaded Hu Yanqiu's fat parts.

"Go, go!"

Although both of them are married, Hu Yanqiu always feels unnatural at this time.

Gu Siwei laughed twice and stopped teasing her.

Gu Siwei didn't sleep, so he lay on the bed and prepared to take a short rest.

Unexpectedly, he slept for four or five hours. When he opened his eyes again, the sun had already reached the center of the sky.

In this way, Gu Siwei was still very sleepy, but now his stomach was protesting louder, forcing him to wake up to find some food and sacrifice to his five internal organs.

When he left the house, Gu Siwei saw Hu Yanqiu and Sicui busy making lunch.

"Is there anything to eat? I'm starving to death," Gu Siwei said to his wife.

Hu Yanqiu said quickly: "Yes, yes!"

As he spoke, Hu Yanqiu opened the lid of the small pot. There was some hot water in the small pot. There were two bamboo grates on the pot. There was also a sea bowl on the grate. There was a bowl of fried rice in the sea bowl. It was the ham Hu Yanqiu said he would make in the morning. Egg fried rice.

"It's still hot. If you don't get up, I'm going to feed this thing to Da Mao or fried dough sticks, and let you eat the newly made ones." Hu Yanqiu not only sent the bowl to Gu Siwei, but also placed it on the bowl. A neat pair of chopsticks.

This habit of serving her husband suddenly made Gu Siwei both unacceptable and fascinated by it.

How come this good habit disappears after a few decades?

Gu Siwei took the bowl and started digging into it.

"Would you like chili sauce?"

Before Gu Siwei could say anything, Hu Yanqiu brought over red homemade chili sauce.

This... Gu Siwei almost burst into tears, feeling that the man at this time was really happy.

After thinking about it, it's not without misfortune. For example, my father-in-law is very unfortunate. My mother-in-law's cooking skills, well, it's better not to mention it.