After two or three days in a row, I was not only tired physically, but also mentally. I took Sicui back home. The brother and sister made some food, which was fried eggs with chili peppers, and then baked them at home.

The pancakes were served as steamed buns. After soaking them with hot water, they went back to their rooms to sleep.

After another day of busy work, Gu Siwei entered the space, rested enough, and replenished all the energy he had exerted throughout the day, and then came out of the space.

He lighted the oil lamp in vain, held it in his hand and walked to the living room. He walked around and stood at the door of Sicui. He found that the girl had not closed the door, and she was sleeping crookedly. She was snoring. One look and she knew it was true.

I am tired. A ten-year-old child works without a break all day long. Not many children in the future can hold on, but now, there are a lot of such children.

Gu Siwei entered the room quietly, covered Sicui with the kicked-off quilt, then quietly left the room, closing the door behind him.

I came outside and stood under the eaves and took a look. It was still raining, and there was no sign of rain.

With a gentle sigh, Gu Siwei took the lamp and returned to his room.

Turning off the lights and entering the space again, Gu Siwei decided to develop self-supplied fruits. As soon as there was space, Lao Gu decided to be self-sufficient in fruits. Even if he could not be completely self-sufficient, he had to be mostly self-sufficient. Now he has Ma Chunya to provide him with fruits.

Gu Siwei naturally wants to cultivate seeds that suit his own taste for this fruit tree seedling.

The wild cherries I got from the monkey last time didn't have the taste that Gu Siwei was satisfied with. They were big and colorful enough. They were even bigger than the expensive cherries that Gu Siwei would eat decades later.

In one circle, the color is darker, like dark red agate.

The taste was just not enough to satisfy Gu Siwei. It was a bit sour and not sweet enough, which was similar to the cherry flavor of later generations. But how could Gu Siwei be satisfied? What he wanted was better.

How could this old man endure it? As soon as he had time, he began to pick fruits on the tree that suited his taste and continued to cultivate them.

There was no result for a while. It was not that the space spring water was not strong enough, but that Gu Siwei was lazy and lacked the original energy. So he started working on it when he wanted to but stopped working on it when he wanted to. How could this be efficient?

Like today, Gu Siwei had time and started to mess around again.

Gu Siwei didn't have any resentment towards the apples, dates, etc. given by Ma Chunya, unlike the cherries and kiwis, because the origins of these two were our own, but they were taken away by others and sold back at a high price.

They all chased after each other and ate them.

After changing the name, some people thought that this thing was no longer a cherry. There was even a woman who argued with Gu Siwei, saying that a cherry is a cherry and a cherry is a cherry.

Standing in front of Lao Gu, the King of Heaven, I am also a cherry.

The seedlings given by Ma Chunya were planted, watered, and the tree grew up in no time, and the fruit also came out. The fruit trees were not very good, and they didn't seem to be of any kind. They were all country fruits, like palm trees.

Pears with peels and dates with green peels all taste similar to what Gu Siwei ate when he was a child.

So Gu Siwei didn't do anything. He just picked the ones with big fruits and continued to plant them. Then he picked the seeds with bigger fruits and planted them on the trees that grew from the seeds with bigger fruits. Finally, he picked the fruits that Lao Gu thought he was satisfied with.

The selection is completed.

Gu Siwei doesn't have any big characteristics, but he has a little bit of signs of great achievements. For example, he always likes big fruits, so the apples he bred are almost like small balls, with small cores and small flesh.

Pretty decent.

Anyway, the fruit should be as big as possible while maintaining the taste requirements.

Ma Chunya gave these fruits, and after several generations of seed replacement, they all reached a level that Gu Siwei was satisfied with. The next step was to wait for time to plant them outside.

After finishing these fruits, Gu Siwei continued to play with the cherries in the space.

The steps are not difficult, but the difficulty lies in the fact that many fruits have to be eaten by Gu Siwei himself, because only after eating them can you know which fruit is delicious and which fruit is not.

For the first time in his life, Gu Siwei vomited after eating the fruit. For a moment, Gu Siwei didn't know whether he was happy or unlucky.

After thinking about it, Gu Siwei decided to go out and bring Da Mao in. He didn't want some of the fruits that were grown now. Naturally, he couldn't plant them in the space. It would be a pity to take the fruits and throw them away with the trees.

Let Da Mao come in and clean up the battlefield, which can save some meat.

Thinking of this, Gu Siwei left the space and went out to find Da Mao.

Generally speaking, Da Mao sleeps under the porch of the small room, and sometimes he sleeps next to the firewood pile. But it rained today, so Da Mao will definitely be sleeping on the porch.

Unexpectedly, Gu Siwei searched twice and found no shadow of Da Mao at the door of the hut on the left or right. Now Gu Siwei was surprised.

"Where can Da Mao go?"

Gu Siwei muttered to himself.

If Da Mao is not here, then the monkey can come in handy in Gu Siwei's heart.

I don’t know what’s going on today, it’s just that Da Mao is not here, and Xiaoma and the monkeys are not here either. This makes Gu Siwei wonder what is going on today, none of the pets he is looking for are there.

The only thing that is there is oil sludge, but this little guy is not good at eating fruit. It is better to feed Gu Siwei with it than to eat more.

Da Mao could not be found, and the monkey was nowhere to be found, so Gu Siwei had no choice but to return to space.

After returning to the space, Gu Siwei thought of the wild boars and wild sheep that his family raised in the space. He brought these guys over. The wild boars gnawed the fruits, but they ate slowly. As for the yellow sheep, they didn't even touch the fruits.

, directly eating the leaves on the tree, seeming to prefer the leaves.

Gu Siwei felt a little irritable. He didn't know whether it was because he was worried about the harvest of the villagers, or because the yellow sheep didn't eat the leaves. Anyway, he felt unhappy and unhappy, and everything he saw was a bit unpleasant.

After beating up a wild boar and kicking a few yellow sheep, Gu Siwei felt much better.

After leaving the space, I lay on the bed and thought about things. The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, so I had to get up again.

After sitting on the edge of the bed for a while, Gu Siwei simply put on his raincoat, picked up a lantern and walked out of the house barefoot, and carefully inspected the fields in front of his house.

Clean the waterlogged areas and clear the blocked channels.

With such a busy job, he suddenly lost track of time. When the work was finished and Gu Siwei came to his senses, there was no need to light the lantern because it was already dawn.

After turning off the lantern, Gu Siwei returned to the house.

Sicui had just gotten up at this time, and the dazed little girl was standing in the hall with her belly stretched out and her eyes rubbed.

"Brother, are you up?"

"Well, get up. You can sleep a little longer. I was very tired yesterday," Gu Siwei said.

After a busy day, Gu Siwei had space to regenerate blood, but Sicui did not. Gu Siwei was not prepared to tell Sicui about the space. The less people knew about this, the better.

Sicui was obviously very sleepy, but she shook her head: "I won't sleep anymore. After breakfast, we have to go to the village to help."

Gu Siwei thought for a while and said: "Okay, what should we eat in the morning? Is rice porridge okay?"

"Let's stick some more cornmeal pancakes on the edge of the pot. We can also have them for lunch at noon. I don't want to eat potatoes," Sicui said.

After saying that, Sicui felt that she had gone too far. She looked at Gu Siwei and said, "Brother, have I gone too far?"

"What's too much?" Gu Siwei really didn't think of this for a while.

"I don't want to eat the potato. I used to be happy for a while if I ate the whole potato, but now I feel like vomiting when I see that thing. Am I becoming a bad guy like the landlord Lao Cai?" Sicui said.

When he said this, his little face almost wrinkled up. It was obvious that Sicui felt a little ashamed that he could no longer eat the good food he had before so quickly, and felt that he had suddenly become a bad person like a landlord or a rich man.

Gu Siwei smiled and said: "What's the matter? Brother You, I don't eat a lot of things. If you don't like some things, you'd be a bad guy. I don't know how bad your brother is going to be. Don't worry, even if you're a bad guy, let's just be bad together."

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"Then I'll light the fire." Sicui grinned happily when he heard what Gu Siwei said.

Before starting the fire, Sicui scooped out the cornmeal from the bag and poured it into the earthenware basin. He placed a ladle of water next to the earthenware basin and poured it into the earthenware basin little by little.

After making peace with the stick noodles, Sicui went to light the fire.

When Gu Siwei was waiting for him to wash up and come out of his house, he found that all he had to do was stick the cakes.

Gu Siwei didn't like eating the stick noodles dry. He thought it would irritate his throat. After thinking about it, Gu Siwei brought out a pickled fish.

This stuff was given to me by Liu Fulin. Last time I asked Gu Siwei to take it to the factory, but Gu Siwei didn't bring it, so the old man gave it to me anyway.

I chopped the fish into several pieces with a big knife, added them all to the pot and started simmering. While waiting for the fish to simmer, I prepared some ingredients.

After simmering for about twenty minutes, Gu Siwei opened the lid of the pot. By this time, the aroma of the pickled fish had fully come out, and the originally dry fish meat had been soaked in the smell of spices.

Stick the stick noodles all the way around the pot and cover the pot again. Gu Siwei and Sicui waited quietly for the food in the pot to mature slowly.

"Get out of the pot!"

Gu Siwei opened the lid of the pot, and the pot steam with the smell of salted fish suddenly dispersed. The smell was not very good, with a bit of salty smell, but everyone knew that this kind of salted fish is delicious.

After hearing what Gu Siwei said, Sicui reached out and took out the burning firewood from the pot with an iron clamp, inserted it into the ash cavity below and put out the fire.

The fish was put out, the pancakes were put on the table, and even the fish wagging its tail came to the table with its own snack bowl in its mouth.

The brother and sister were getting ready to eat when they heard a low growl.

"You bitch, you still know how to come back?"

Gu Siwei looked up and saw the big fur running back, so he smiled and said something to it.

Da Mao walked toward the door of the hut, grabbed his basin in his mouth and came to the table, waiting eagerly for Gu Siwei or Sicui to put food into his basin.

Gu Siwei put a few pieces of pancakes into Da Mao's basin and one piece into the mud basin. Each piece was about the size of a palm. Then he poured a little fish soup on each of them, lest they think it was too salty and added more.

Mix it with a little water.

You can eat the sludge until you are full. As for Da Mao, just taste it and let him eat it. Both Gu Siwei and Siwei have to tie up their mouths.

“Brother, it’s so delicious!”

Sicui held the pancake in one hand and clamped a piece of fish with her chopsticks. The fish meat split when she clamped it lightly. Salted fish is not fresh fish. The meat of salted fish is as tight as fresh fish. When clamped, it comes out in pieces, sometimes even

They will break, but that won't stop them from developing a unique flavor due to salt and time.

The taste of salted fish, paired with the pancakes posted in the earthen stove, one side is the golden color of corn, and the other side is the browned brown rice crust. When you chew them together, the salty, fishy, ​​and aroma of the pancakes blend in your mouth.

Siwei couldn't help but nod his head, let alone Sicui.

"If it's delicious, eat more," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

"No, you said you should eat seventy percent full, I want to eat less." At this time, Sicui thought of Gu Siwei's words, but even as she said this, she did not stop using her chopsticks for a moment.
Chapter completed!