Siheyuan: The Villain's Cool Life

"Hey."

When we arrived at the central courtyard, we chatted with a few aunts and grandmas.

The old lady had a very long face.

I didn't notice it before, but now I see that he is no different from Yi Zhonghai.

Shen He pushed the cart and left. It would be cheap to pay attention to this family.

"Brother Shen is back." Qin Huairu wiped her hands and walked out of the door.

"Hehe... I'm back and I'm here to meet you." Shen He smiled meaningfully.

This time Qin Huairu was at a loss.

After pondering for a while, I wondered what his smile meant.

During the afternoon meal.

A pleasant aroma came from behind.

Shen He tried it and found it quite good.

He took a bowl of rice from the space and ate up a large bowl of boiled fish.

There's a lot missing here.

Now I only have mung bean sprouts.

There was no tofu or tofu skin.

Can I buy a small grinder and make it myself?

There's something to do.

You may have to go to a trust store to buy a stone mill.

It's tomorrow. I'll wash up, set the alarm clock, and set the time.

Lying on the bed, in the space, feeding the chickens and collecting eggs.

There is not much chicken food left.

Just grab a large piece of grass, along with the leaves and the grasshoppers that are about to fly out of it, and mix them all together. Then add cornmeal to it to make it more sticky, and start squeezing it, and small insect-sized things are ready.

The evaporated water becomes chicken feed.

You can also feed the fish.

Since this method was introduced, Shen He has saved a lot of food.

Then enter the study space and start a new day of study.

Learn from the past.

Although I have little experience, I gain new insights every time I learn.

I slept until dawn, looked at the time and it was almost 7 o'clock, and the alarm clock stopped.

I drained the water from the tank and washed my face comfortably.

I went out to use the toilet and flushed it.

Washing hands.

Take out white porridge, 4 boiled prawns, some pickles, a boiled egg and a salted egg from the space.

This is breakfast.

As for the buns, there probably isn’t any meat in them anymore, as they only sell vegetarian buns now.

Shen He didn't want to join in the fun either.

It will be fine after the end of the month, so I'll steam a few baskets of buns to make room.

Well, I also have to buy a steamer, ah...this is a problem.

After dinner, I cleaned up.

Put the clothes you took off into the space, find a ball of water, roll and squeeze them in it a few times, add some soapy water, and continue squeezing and rolling.

Change the water, rinse it clean, and drain the water.

The clothes are washed.

This is an ability that Shen He discovered by accident.

There should be other capabilities in space that have not been discovered. This is a space to be developed.

Looking at the time, it was already past eight o'clock, so he pushed the cart out. Shen He was not the kind of person who would procrastinate.

I rode my bike to Gulou Street and the trust store had just opened.

"Hello comrade, what can I buy?"

"Hello comrade, do we have a stone mill here? A small one, but not too small."

"Stone mill? Yes, we have everything here."

“There are steamers too, right?”

"of course."

"Then take a look."

"Okay, please come this way. They are all in the backyard."

The salesperson took Shen He to the backyard, where there were a pile of cages of various sizes, and further away were various stone tools.

Shen He saw a group of stone mills.

Well, how should I put it, it’s full of vicissitudes of life.

I fell in love with it at first sight.

The size is just right, so this is it.

The price of the stone mill was negotiated at 12 yuan.

It’s cheap, but it’s not cheap either.

The key is that the things most people buy are useless, and the things that are useful are generally not lacking in their homes.

I guess these things were seized when we were fighting against the local tyrants in the past.

I picked out 12 steamers according to the size of my pots.

You can put them in groups of six or 12.

However, with an ordinary stove, 12 layers will definitely not be enough to cook the food, so 6 layers will be enough.

As for other things, I didn’t buy them because I didn’t have much money left.

There are still tens of thousands of dollars left, who knows what they will be used for, so I have to keep some as a backup.

Two neck-bending masters were called over, and they carried it out of the yard and put it on a cart.

This millstone is not light.

A master gave me 5 cents and delivered it directly to the yard.

This surprised the people in the yard again.

Shen He said that some seasonings need to be ground, and only those ground with stone mills have authentic taste.

Well, whatever you say is what it is.

Chapter 57 Street Temporary Workers

“Master Shen, this is your craft, a small happy bun, please don’t despise it.”

"No, no, you are too polite, my master. I think you like my cooking. Please spread the word."

"sure."

"Master, I'm a little sorry. I have two boxes of dishes. Look, I have covered them." Shen He served one box of vegetarian dishes and another box of dishes with only a little meat.

"Master Shen, why don't you change it and let me take it out."

"Master, it's not easy for everyone. Let's not give in. I understand your heart." Shen He spread the braised pork on the side of the lunch box with chopsticks. "Don't worry, I'll take care of it for you."

"Hey... Fortunately, the wedding for the child is over, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

“Honestly, you’re pretty good, you were able to get some meat. Some families only stir-fry two dishes with some vegetable oil for a wedding banquet.

When the days get better, I will set up a table and make up for it.

Okay, boss, I'm done packing and leaving."

"Hey, Master Shen, take care."

Shen He went out, put his things in the basket, got on his bike and left.

It's not easy for every family.

I finally got some meat, but I don't want it to be eaten by someone who doesn't have good cooking skills. If they eat your food and don't say hello to you, I will be so embarrassed.

Of course there was no problem with Shen He’s actions, even the stir-fried cabbage was completely clean.

Everyone who ate gave a thumbs up and praised the host for hiring a good chef.

The host spent money and gained face, so he was naturally happy.

"Xiao Shen is back. How's the feast this time?"

"No need to say anything, I'm quite capable. Look, I packed two boxes of meat for me.

Auntie is back, you guys can chat, I've been busy all morning and need to go back to rest." Shen He opened the lunch box and let the aunties take a look.

Actually, I just want to make them want to eat, so I recommend a table for them.

“Tsk tsk…it smells good just looking at it.

The aunties won't bother you anymore, go back." Although she was drooling, she still didn't ask to leave the lunch box behind.

When Shen He saw Qin Huairu at the door, he ignored her. It’s not like your man can’t make food for you. Why does he stare at others every day?