The two put the rice in the tank into bags, moved it to the roof of the car and bundled it with the bedding, and covered the top with a rain cloth. The briquettes and firewood are also packed in bags. The briquettes are not going to be handed over. They are put in the space first and then taken out after entering the base.
Tang Miao went to the kitchen again, put away the coal stove, and it was over. Afterwards, the two brought Charles and Hei Wei into the space. Now the space has evolved to the point where you can see what's going on outside, and you don't have to worry about people coming.
Tang Sihuang consciously took the basket to pick up the eggs. Tang Miao laughed alone for a long time, went to the kitchen to cook, first marinated a fish, and prepared to make braised fish at night. According to the situation in the morning, it should not be possible to return to the base at night, and they must spend the night outside.
The two made three dishes and one soup, scrambled egg with cucumber, braised spicy shrimp, pickled pork with preserved vegetables and potato soup.
"Didn't you say you wanted to learn how to make pickles and pickles last time? We'll go back to the base the morning after tomorrow. It's just right that we can bring pickles and pickles back with us. Let's say we found them in the village." Tang Sihuang gave him two eggs.
"Okay. Daddy, help me." Tang Miao took the opportunity to ask.
Tang Sihuang glanced at him: "I picked up the eggs for you, and it's okay to help you make pickles."
Tang Miao couldn't help laughing again, and suddenly remembered that he had uploaded the photo of Tang Sihuang picking up eggs to the computer last time, his expression changed slightly, he took a peek at Tang Sihuang, and quickly took the notebook that was placed on the other side of the dining table.
Unexpectedly, Tang Sihuang's brains turned too fast, and he snatched the notebook quickly with his eyes and hands, clicked on each disk, and quickly found a folder named "Album".
Tang Miao buried her head in the bowl with a guilty conscience, and quickly picked up the rice, but Tang Sihuang simply didn't say anything. Tang Miao took the notebook and opened the photo album, and was relieved to find that the photos had not been deleted.
In the afternoon, the two started making pickles and pickles. Tang Miao has read the book before, so just do it now. He decided on pickled radish and beef pickles. Tang Sihuang went to the vegetable garden to pull out six or seven white radishes, washed them, peeled them, and cut them into thin slices.
Tang Miao nodded secretly, unable to tell that Daddy was using a kitchen knife for the first time, and the thickness of the sliced radishes was quite uniform.
"Then?"
"Put it in a clean basin, and then sprinkle it with an appropriate amount of salt..."
"What is 'appropriate amount'?" Tang Sihuang asked.
"It's just that you think it's almost enough..." Tang Miao was looking at the pot, and when he saw Tang Sihuang holding a salt shaker and going to pour it directly, he hurriedly stopped him.
"Two spoonfuls are enough."
"Two full spoons, two shallow spoons, or two flat spoons?"
Tang Miao took the spoon in his hand calmly: "Honey, Daddy, let me do it. Daddy, you chop the green pepper, white radish and ginger into fine pieces. First cut into thin strips, and then into fine pieces .”
Tang Sihuang nodded, picked up a pepper, cut it three or four times, and gave his hand a pause.
Tang Miao thought he had cut his hand, and worriedly picked up his hand to check.
"What's wrong?"
"Hand fever."
Tang Miao froze for a moment, but couldn't help laughing out loud, thinking darkly, I knew he would have to chop onions.
"If you laugh any more, I'll make dinner." Tang Sihuang looked expressionless, and felt a little depressed. His youngest son is getting more and more bold, when should he find a way to cure it.
Tang Miao looked at him in surprise: "You will?"
"No, that's why I will do it."
"Forget it then," Tang Miao hurriedly fetched a basin of well water and added some salt and vinegar to it. "Soaking in salt and vinegar for a while will make it better."
Next, he didn't intend to ask Daddy to help him, and asking him to help would only help him more and more.
Tang Sihuang soaked his hands for a while, went out and took a notebook, came in, and sat by the dining table to watch a movie.
The water in the pot has boiled. Tang Miao cut the long-washed and drained beef into several pieces, put them into a pot, added water, dark soy sauce, cooking wine, Chinese prickly ash, dried chili, star anise, scallions, cinnamon, sugar, and beef, and brought to a boil over high heat. Turn to low heat and simmer for an hour, then put on disposable plastic gloves for food, chop the green pepper, carrot, white radish and ginger into fine pieces, add an appropriate amount of salt and stir well, put it in a sealed container and marinate for two days stand-by.
After the beef is cooked, let it cool down, cut it into pieces, and put it in the refrigerator. After two days, stir it with the marinated vegetables, and then you can eat it. It is not only delicious, but also nutritious.
Based on the weight Tang Miao made, it is estimated that the sour radish and beef pickles are more than 40 catties, which can last for a long time.
It's already past six o'clock after finishing all this work. Tang Miao started preparing dinner again. One braised fish, one salty crispy chicken and one soy spinach. The potato soup at noon was too much to finish. Tang Miao gave Charles and Hei Wei half of each. The two ate until their stomachs were swollen.
After dinner, Tang Sihuang looked at the watch on his wrist: "It's still early, go dig some fresh lotus roots for tomorrow?"
Tang Miao thought of the black-covered boat by the lake, he had never been on it, and nodded. At this time, he didn't think of it at all. If he wanted to eat lotus root, he could also use his mental strength to dig it, instead of going down in person.
The two changed into their swimsuits, put on their goggles, and went to the lake with great interest. When he got on the boat, after the boat floated three or four meters and turned around on the lake, Tang Miao remembered something.
"Daddy, can you row a boat?"
"No. Try."
Just as Tang Sihuang stood up, the boat lost its balance and immediately swayed from side to side. Tang Miao couldn't react in time, and fell into the water with a plop. Tang Sihuang hurriedly jumped down too, and hurriedly rowed to his side.
"Daddy, I'm fine." Tang Miao got out of the water, wiped the water off his face, and looked at Tang Sihuang with a surprised expression on his face. Daddy knew that he could swim, so why would he jump off
Tang Sihuang pinched the center of his brows, a little annoyed, and turned his head to look at the lotus leaves in front of him.
Tang Miao came back to his senses, and the two simply ignored the boat and swam towards the center of the lake, successfully digging two fat lotus roots from the mud bottom.
"You get on the boat, I'll push you over."
Tang Miao responded, first put the lotus root in her arms on the boat, turned over and climbed onto the boat. The boat kept spinning, Tang Sihuang held the side of the boat with one hand, and wrapped his arm around his waist before pushing him up.
Both of them looked stupid tonight, they couldn't help smiling at each other.
After taking a shower, the two left the space. Because there is no night in the space, it is difficult to fall asleep at night, so they decided to sleep outside.
Tang Sihuang took the flashlight, and Tang Miao used the space as a moving vehicle, moved all the things in the room next to the door to the other two rooms, checked that there were no bugs in the room, and finally put the two people in the space where they used to sleep. The big bed was taken out. In order to make the air smell better, Tang Miao also moved out the vase with ginger flowers in the room and put it on the ground.
At this time, the sound of a car engine suddenly came from a distance.
Heiwei and Charles pricked up their ears alertly.
"Come this way." Tang Miao said.
"Don't worry about them, go to bed." Tang Sihuang turned on the bed.
Tang Miao patted Charles and Heiwei on the head, turned off the flashlight, climbed onto the bed, covered the quilt, and squeezed to Tang Sihuang's side.
"Daddy, the temperature is much lower tonight, it seems to have dropped all at once."
"It's too low," Tang Sihuang pulled up the quilt, "Have you ever thought about using the fruits inside to make wine? Although those fruits will not go bad, it seems a pity to hang them on the trees all the time."
Tang Miao's eyes lit up. He was very interested in wine making: "I don't know how to make wine, and I didn't see any teaching about wine making in the books I bought. I didn't think about it when I was preparing materials."
"You can brew some wine first. As for other fruit wines, I may find a bookstore in the future."
Tang Miao heard the meaning of his words, and stood up in surprise: "Daddy, do you know how to make wine?" He knew that Daddy likes to drink wine, and he likes it too.
Tang Sihuang raised his arm and pressed him down, pulled the quilt up to cover his shoulders: "Yes."
"Great." Tang Miao moved closer to Tang Sihuang.
"We'll go back before lunch the day after tomorrow, and make wine tomorrow..." Tang Sihuang's voice became low and indistinct, and he was about to fall asleep.
"Okay." Tang Miao responded happily, with a very soft voice, raised her arms to wrap around the strong waist of the man beside her, closed her eyes, and heard the man's strong heartbeat in her ears, which was very clear in the dark night. He wasn't sure if the man was asleep, but the man didn't move because of his actions. He continued to hug the man in peace.
At this time, the car outside had already driven close. Charles and Heiwei were very spiritual, knowing that the master didn't care, and they didn't make a sound.
Several people's voices came from outside.
"Captain, I saw a chicken running past just now. This village must not have been cleared."
"Ignore these things for now, I haven't slept well for four days, find a place to settle down, and I'll scan the goods tomorrow."
"Okay, brothers, move. There must be zombies in the village, so be careful."
It was noisy for a while before it became quiet outside. Judging from the sound, it is estimated that those people live not far away, probably three or four houses away from Tang Miao's temporary residence.
It is easier to fall asleep in slightly cool weather, Tang Miao fell asleep quickly, and slept until dawn. Tang Sihuang rarely woke up later than him and was still asleep. Tang Miao moved, only to find that Tang Sihuang had an arm across his waist, and fell silent again. There was no sound outside, and the other group of people probably didn't get up either.
Tang Miao yawned, closed her eyes again, and squinted for a while, but Tang Sihuang was still awake. Tang Miao couldn't lie down, and whispered in Tang Sihuang's ear over and over again: "Daddy, wine; Daddy, wine..."
Tang Sihuang didn't open his eyes, his brows were slightly furrowed, revealing a bit of dissatisfaction, his arms went up along Tang Miao's back, his big palm pressed his head on his chest, and he continued to sleep.
Tang Miao was gagged and consciously settled down.