The daily farming life of the black-bellied young lady

Chapter 20 Enjoy Life
When Chu Ying returned home, she touched her already sore shoulder, took out the broken iron piece and the broken iron knife, and placed them on the lower part of the rocket stove from top to bottom. Some places are ready to put baffles.

With the baffle, Chu Ying stuffed the firewood in through the air inlet, and could clean out the burnt ash from under the baffle.

Chu Ying finally added two layers of stones, filled the gaps with mud, and smoothed the mud surface.

Chu Ying used the original stove to boil water, and soaked the two big and small tomboys she bought back with hot water, then poured hot water into the little tomboys, put the lid on, and it was a little hot to the touch. , Chu Ying covered the autumn clothes on her body to warm her hands.

Chu Ying cooked the rice, picked and washed the palm-high mustard greens that grew in the vegetable field outside the house, and put them in clay pots to cook with the rice.Put the remaining stones in the fire, the pig butchers have been smelling a bit these days.

After the meal, Chu Ying boiled the water, and used the bamboo clips she made last time to clamp the stones one by one into the bathroom. Because the stones were very hot, Chu Ying walked more carefully. After moving all 8 stones to the bathroom, Chu Ying finished laying them down. Put cold water in a wooden basin, wait for the water to boil and pour hot water.

Chu Ying pulled up the curtain and poured water on the hot stones. Suddenly the bathroom was filled with steam, and there was no Yuba sauna to fill in.

Chu Ying took off her clothes, sat on the wooden stool, and took a bath with hot water. When it got a little cold, she threw some water on the stone, and another puff of steam came out.

Chu Ying hadn't enjoyed this kind of enjoyment for a long time. When the stone was sprinkled with water and there was not much steam coming out, Chu Ying dried her body and looked at her wrinkled fingers. It was really refreshing to take a sauna like this, but Even if the door is closed and there is no vent, the steam cannot get out of the room.

Chu Ying put on her clothes and opened the door to let the steam escape. This sauna cannot be washed every day. Firstly, there are not enough stones for the sauna, and these wet stones have to be evaporated beside the fire. The house is made of wood and cannot be invaded by steam every day.

However, washing Chu Ying once a few days is enough. This method saves firewood and time, and is more comfortable than soaking in a big wooden bucket.Chu Ying picked up the stone ax and headed south to the foot of the mountain. The rabbits still didn't eat the grass by the side of the nest, and the firewood in the small forest behind the house had to wait until winter was too late to use it.

Chu Ying regards every labor as a training camp, chopping firewood to test her arm strength and accuracy, and carrying firewood to test her endurance and bearing capacity.Every inch of soreness breeds an extra muscle, but Chu Ying still does stretching exercises, after all, it is not to train herself to become a muscular woman.

After moving the firewood a few times, it was almost dark. No wonder some people who went to work on the ground would bring some firewood back by the way.

Chu Ying went home and looked at the rocket stove that was almost dry, put some turpentine on the cattail velvet, hit sparks with flint, and when there were red sparks on the cattail velvet, she picked it up and blew it with her mouth until it caught fire.

Chu Ying added fine firewood, and heard a buzzing sound inside the rocket stove, and the tongue of fire sprang up from the bottom. Chu Ying put four stones on it for the pot. The rocket stove is famous for its sound like a rocket launch. named.

The L-shaped structure of the rocket stove can generate convection to keep oxygen enough to burn, saving at least two-thirds of fuel compared to traditional firewood cooking.

Moreover, due to the concentration of firepower, the cooking time has been shortened. Chu Ying took out the fish bream cooked by Aunt Wang before. The fish inside was still soft and tender, and the flavor of the marinated fish was different. The wisdom of the ancient people is really not to be underestimated. Look, no wonder I read the news that the jars in the excavated tombs were opened, and the vegetables preserved in them were still green.

Chu Ying felt a little cramped sitting on the small wooden pier. Now that the bed has been removed from the kitchen, it is much more spacious.After Chu Ying finished eating, by the light of the rocket stove, she used a stone ax to pick some straight wood from the firewood she had cut today, and used the way she used to sit on a bed to make a platform the size of a bed. Covered with dried cattail leaves, it is a bit crude, but it is indeed your own sofa.

Sitting on the sofa, Chu Ying could feel the heat from the rocket stove on the opposite side. Chu Ying took the millstone to the sofa, and moved the chestnut basket to the sofa. Added some firewood to the stove.

Chu Ying was sitting on the sofa, with a millstone between her feet. The millstone was small, but the size of three palms. The handle for pushing the millstone was upward, so it was easy to push, but it still felt a little sore after a long time of pushing.

As winter is approaching, it grows at night. Chu Ying goes to sleep every day when it is dark, and wakes up when it is dawn, but it is too much time to sleep like this. The rocket stove also lights up while boiling water. Although it is weaker, it is still visible. , Grinding chestnut powder is not a delicate job, and it won't hurt your eyes too much if you stay in the weak firelight for a long time.

Chu Ying looked at the thinner bamboo left over from the last time in the corner, and the copper lid she bought last time, which might be able to melt the turpentine to make candles.

Chu Ying didn't know the time, she felt a little sleepy, so she extinguished the fire, and went to the bedroom to smear.Stretching into the quilt was not as cold as usual, Chu Ying kicked the big and small Tang women who had just been filled to the foot of the bed.The soup in Tang Pozi is boiling hot water, while Po Zi jokingly refers to its function of accompanying people to sleep.

With Mrs. Tang, I can fall asleep faster, without waiting for myself to warm the quilt.

Because there was no business these few times, Chu Ying didn't get up early, and wanted to stay in bed for a while. "Chu Ying, wake up and start working."
"Uncle Han, you're here. I'll be right away."
Chu Ying and Han Da left four families, but fortunately the customer's family did not drive them away, and the customer also gave Chu Ying some suet.Chu Ying looked at the 4 small pieces of suet and a piece of meat on the oiled paper. "Originally, the butcher can collect some meat, but I don't like that."
"Does Uncle Han not eat meat?" It was hard for Chu Ying to imagine a pig butcher not eating meat.

"Don't eat, be a vegetarian." Maybe it's too bloody looking at the meat I killed.

"Uncle Han, do you believe in Buddhism?"
"Believe." Chu Ying looked carefully at the rough man in front of her again. He killed animals but believed in Buddhism and was a vegetarian.

"Then you still kill."
"It's not that if I kill them, others will kill them. This is my way of life, and every time I let them go faster and enter reincarnation earlier." Chu Ying seemed to understand.

"Go back and have a good rest. There will be 6 houses tomorrow, so I'll go." Chu Ying looked at Han Da who was going away.

Chu Ying killed life before, it was a last resort for survival, Chu Ying is not afraid of this, although she killed life for survival, but in the future she will turn into ashes to moisten the land and grow new plants for animals to eat, It's all a cycle of energy.

Chu Ying cut the suet into small pieces with a stone knife, boiled the oil in a clay pot, and lowered the fire of the stove, as the oil cannot be boiled on high fire.Listening to the sound of suet squeaking, Chu Ying wiped the sickle with a sackcloth dipped in oil.

After the suet was boiled into lard, Chu Ying added some salt flowers to the bowl of the oil residue. It was crispy and salty in the mouth, with a strong aroma.Chu Ying poured the lard into the clay pot and covered it with a wooden lid.

Although there is only a little bit of oil, I am still very happy, after all, it is someone else's heart.Chu Ying sliced ​​the meat and put it in the earthenware pot. Looking at the two slices of meat and an egg lying on the almost cooked rice, she wanted to enjoy her claypot rice with bacon and eggs later.

(End of this chapter)