Early the next morning, when it was just dawn, Yu Qingze heard that Grandpa Chang and Chang Hao, who were in the same room with him, got up, and he quickly got up.
"Wake you up? It's still early, you go to sleep." Seeing him getting up, Grandpa Chang hurriedly said.
The host was all up, but Yu Qingze was too embarrassed to continue lying down.
He slept in the cot last night, and he was really embarrassed to let the grandfather and grandson squeeze the cot again. The small bed was only one bench wide, and it seemed to be about one meter wide. I don't know how the grandfather and grandson squeezed together in the two days when he was in a coma.
He actually didn't sleep well last night. First, the environment was unfamiliar. He had just arrived in this world, and his worldview was impacted. His mind was full of thoughts. He didn't know whether he fell asleep or not. It's too hot, the bed net is not a gauze net, and the ventilation is not very good. A mosquito even entered, buzzing non-stop, and I don't know where it is, making people very irritable.
It's midsummer now, and in this ancient times with no air conditioners and no fans, it's no wonder he can sleep well.
He knew that Grandpa Chang and the others were going to cut grass in the fields, so he volunteered to help.
Grandpa Chang glanced at his feet and said, "No, heal the injury first. If you want to help, help Xiaohao to dry the millet later." Afraid that Yu Qingze would feel uncomfortable, Grandpa Chang picked it up. What a painstaking thing to say.
"...Okay." The morning work time was short, knowing that his legs and feet were inconvenient, and when he moved to the field, he guessed that Changle and the others should come back again, and it wouldn't work, so he agreed.
When he went out, Chang Le had already spread the straw mats for drying the millet, and poured all the millet to be dried on the straw mats, one pile on each straw mat.
Afterwards, he explained that Chang Hao was watching the fire, the kitchen was cooking porridge, and he went out with Grandpa Chang with two huge buckets.
"Xiaohao, did your brother pick buckets for millet? Isn't there a basket?" The wooden bucket was as big as the bucket that grandfather's family gave him a bath when he was a child, and the net weight of the two solid wood buckets was estimated to be two Thirty catties, and then filled with millet, how heavy is that
Chang Hao yawned and brought a basin of water out and placed it beside the stone at the door of the kitchen, and replied, "No, it's a bucket. When my brother comes back, he will carry the water with him."
"… oh. That barrel is so big." How heavy! Yu Qingze sighed again.
"Well, it's specially made. You can fill the water tank with one pick. My brother thinks that ordinary water buckets are too small and too few to be filled, and it is troublesome to go back and forth."
Yu Qingze: ... a very powerful reason!
"Your brother is amazing!" Yu Qingze sincerely praised, such a thin body, but so strong!
Chang Hao is a big brother, especially proud to introduce his brother's 'great achievements' to Yu Qingze, "Well, my brother may have done it, and those men are not as good as my brother! My brother is the only one who can't lift the tree that the three of them can't lift. People can handle it!"
Yu Qingze: "...that's amazing!"
When his brother was praised, Chang Hao happily turned around and took out the cloth towel and willow stick from the kitchen, which Chang Le had prepared in advance.
"Brother Yu, you can actually sleep for a while, you don't have to wake up so early. My brother and grandpa will not come back for breakfast until the sun comes out." After speaking, Chang Hao picked up a willow twig and handed it to Yu Qingze, and took one for himself. The root was stuffed into his mouth, he took a few bites to peel off the skin, revealing the willow fibers inside, and then he brushed his teeth.
"It's alright, I usually get up early." Yu Qingze was worried about how to brush his teeth, when he saw Chang Hao's actions, he suddenly became enlightened.
If he hadn't seen it, Yu Qingze really didn't know that in ancient times he brushed his teeth like this. He was a little novel, imitating Chang Hao and brushing his teeth with willow sticks. Some willows have a green and astringent herbal taste, which is not bad.
Washed up. Yu Qingze asked Chang Hao to concentrate on watching the fire. He took the drying rake to open the millet on the four straw mats for drying, and also used the grass rake to hang the grass clippings inside.
He did these things at his grandfather's house when he was a child, and he still knew it. Roughly hang the grass clippings, and then hang them carefully when they are a little dry. Finally, use the windmill to blow the grains out, and the rest are full grains.
After drying the millet, Yu Qingze entered the kitchen. The porridge had already been boiled and was being cooled in cold water. Chang Hao is cleaning the soaked dried radish.
"Is this for the morning?" Yu Qingze asked.
Chang Hao nodded, "Well, I'm not very good at cooking, and it's not delicious. Wash it up first, and I can cook it directly when my brother comes back."
Yu Qingze said, "I'll come."
Chang Hao's eyes lit up and looked sideways at Yu Qingze, "You can cook?"
Yu Qingze nodded, "Yes." Don't be too good at it. He used to be a chef, so he used to eat here.
Chang Hao was very happy and said: "Then Big Brother Yu, please do it, I'll set the fire, and you can eat it when Grandpa and my brother come back."
The two hit it off.
Yu Qingze observed it, and the condiments on the case were only oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. Next to the cutting board were a few peppers, four cucumbers, and a sweet potato vine with a dung pan in the corner, all of which were still fresh and should have been brought back by Chang Le in the morning.
He was stunned. Early in the morning, the pig grass was beaten, the vegetables were picked, the porridge was cooked by the fire, and the straw mat was spread with the millet. After doing so many things, he didn't know how early Chang Le got up.
What a hardworking boy.
After consulting Chang Hao, I learned that their taste is too spicy, and seeing that there is a jar of chopped peppers under the desk, Yu Qingze took two cucumbers and neatly made a cucumber with a little chopped pepper in it. Afterwards, he went to the dung pan and picked a handful of fresh sweet potato leaves, removed the leaves, and left only the stems.
Chang Hao watched him make a cold cucumber in a short while, and quickly cut the sweet potato stalks into pieces, and chopped the dried radishes and put them in a bowl. Just looking at his knife skills was very convincing. However, Chang Hao looked at the sweet potato stem with a complicated expression.
"What's wrong?" Yu Qingze asked when he noticed that the expression on the young man's face was very intriguing.
Chang Hao wiped his face, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing, you can continue."
Sweet potato vines are generally fed to pigs, and they will be boiled and eaten when there is a shortage of food. A while ago, they often ate sweet potato leaves, which was very bad, similar to pig food, but he didn't say it.
In fact, dried radish is not delicious. When there is no fresh vegetables to eat in the vegetable garden, his family often eats it. The young man was physically disgusted with dried radish and sweet potato leaves, oh, and loofah, which was soft, not chewy at all, and had a weak taste.
But he is very sensible, and he feels that he has no qualifications to complain. He never says that what his brother does, he eats what he wants. It is very easy to support.
But soon, when the sweet potato stalks were fried, he was speechless, and he was glad that he didn't speak just now, otherwise his face would be swollen.
With the idea of giving Yu Qingze face, the little boy deliberately took a sweet potato stalk and tried it. He was stunned and quickly took another large chopstick into his mouth in disbelief.
"Wow, Big Brother Yu! It's delicious!" Chang Hao's eyes were bright, as if he had discovered a rare treasure.
He obviously watched Big Brother Yu cook the whole time, so he added oil, salt and a little chopped chili, but the taste was so good that he couldn't find any trace of pig food!
Super delicious!
Obviously I hate to eat it, but now I can't wait to swallow my tongue!
Yu Qingze smiled and said, "It's nothing, as long as you like it. Don't eat it all up, save some for grandpa and your brother."
They are all home-cooked dishes, and the conditions are still limited, and they can't show his extraordinary cooking skills at all - Chef Yu said that this is nothing at all.
"Yeah, I'll take another bite." Chang Hao took another bite, and then put down his chopsticks reluctantly, and urged: "Brother Yu, your cooking is delicious, grandpa and my brother must like it too! Quick, take it Dried radish is also cooked."
Dried radish Yu Qingze didn't need to chop the peppers, cut a green pepper and fry them together. When it was fried, Chang Hao gave Yu Qingze a thumbs up after tasting it.
"It's better than my brother's cooking!"
Yu Qingze laughed: "Your brother should be sad to hear that."
Chang Hao glanced out nervously, saw no one, turned his index finger to his lips, shush, and said, "Don't tell my brother. In fact, my brother's cooking skills are pretty good, you don't know, The food my uncle cooks is unpalatable, it has no taste at all, it's like pig food." He didn't hide his disgust at all.
Yu Qingze smiled. Taking this opportunity, he asked Chang Hao about their daily diet. He learned that most of the dishes in people's homes here are boiled or fried. Also very simple.
Yu Qingze's eyes lit up, this is very promising!
After only eating it once, Yu Qingze knew Chang Le's cooking level, and it's no wonder that Chang Hao reacted so much to these three very simple home-cooked dishes.
Soon, the sun came out, and Chang Le came back with a big load of water and grandpa. I was pleasantly surprised to see the three bowls of dishes on the table.
And, unsurprisingly, breakfast was also warmly welcomed by them.
"I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good!" Grandpa Chang praised without hesitation, and went to add another bowl of porridge.
Yu Qingze replied with a smile: "I used to make it often, as long as it suits your tastes." The chef is a veteran, if he doesn't starve to death.
At first, Changle was a little embarrassed to let Yu Qingze, a guest, cook, but after eating his dishes, the embarrassment turned into a very embarrassing.
A man's cooking skills are so much better than his own! You are a brother!
A fighting intention called "unacceptable defeat" quietly took root in the body of little brother Chang Le.
The result of good cooking skills is that the porridge is finished, the vegetables are wiped out, and even the salty dried radish is finished, and then the family can eat smoothly.
Chang Le looked at the empty pots and bowls, and his mood was very complicated. There used to be half of the porridge left in the morning, but now I drink it, light it up! I used to eat a bowl of dried radish for two days.
Even my grandfather, who has always had a bad appetite, drank an extra bowl!
And looking at the expressions of grandfather and younger brother, it is even more satisfying than eating Xinhe rice last night!
He was heartbroken. Although he was happy that his grandfather and younger brother had eaten delicious food, he was still heartbroken, and once again realized his lack of cooking skills and the importance of good cooking skills!
If you want your grandfather and younger brother to be full and well-fed in the future, you must work hard to improve your cooking skills!
So, when Yu Qingze cooks again in the future, he finds that Chang Le often secretly sees how he cooks while burning the fire. He thinks he is secretly stealing from the side, but he doesn't realize that his little eyes have already been captured by Yu Qingze.
Also very Coke.
After breakfast, Chang Hao consciously went to wash the dishes, and Chang Le went to feed the pigs.
Grandpa Chang took out a cigarette stick and sat down under the eaves to enjoy after-dinner cigarettes. He took out the herbs he dug up the mountain yesterday, picked up a few, washed them and shaken them dry, then pinch them and throw them away. Start pounding in the pounding pot.
The herbs were given to Yu Qingze, he took it and chatted with Grandpa Chang while pounding.
After Grandpa Chang's cigarette was finished, Yu Qingze also pounded it. With the help of Grandpa Chang, he changed the medicine.
"Well, he's recovering well, and it will be fine in two days. The young man's body is just fine." Grandpa Chang checked his ankles and wrapped the new medicine again.
"Thank you, Grandpa." Yu Qingze thanked him and added, "I exercise often, and I rarely got sick before."
Yu Qingze also served as a soldier for two years before learning to cook, and fought in the army for two years. After retiring from the army, he has maintained some habits in the army. He gets up early every day to exercise, runs and punches twice, and his physical fitness is very good. .
Grandpa Chang glanced at Yu Qingze in surprise. Country people don't go out for exercise. Every day they do farm work is to exercise. However, he quickly smiled and said: "Exercise well! Ten thousand gold can't buy good health!"
Yu Qingze agreed and said sadly, "Yes, my grandfather was in poor health and suffered a lot in his later years."
Thinking of his grandfather, Yu Qingze felt a little down. His grandfather passed away when he was 16 years old. He died of heart disease and advanced lung cancer. When he left, he was skinny and skinny. It is precisely because of his grandfather that Yu Qingze paid special attention to exercising, and he was in good health until his death in his previous life.
Hearing this, Grandpa Chang sighed and comforted him to look away.
Over there, Chang Le fed the pigs and chickens, and Chang Hao also finished washing the dishes.
Because the millet is going to be dried for a while, several chickens in the family are locked in the cage, and they are clucking and clamoring to go out to let the wind. Chang Le got a handful of sweet potato leaves and millet and threw them in, filled an empty bowl with water, and finished.
After packing up the family affairs, the family set off to harvest the rice. This time, Chang Hao was also going, and Yu Qingze went after a fight.
It was precisely because he went to harvest rice that he found a good way to make money!
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Chang Le: If we continue to eat like this, we will not have enough rice at home, worry!
Yu Qingze: … Blame me (so good at cooking).
Chang Hao: Brother, do you think I have grown flesh
Chang Le: Really? It seems that the cheeks are a little rounder, which is great! Eat more later!
Yu Qingze:…