After two years of cultivation, Xiaoxi's spiritual sense has broken through the first layer, and he can use his spiritual power to harvest 1 acre of land or pick 10 fruit trees or control something for an hour. Space time is 2:1 with outside time.

After getting a certain harvest of spiritual consciousness, she tried to use it outside the space, and found that it was useless at all, but it worked in the space, and later found that this spiritual consciousness must rely on spiritual power to use, and there is no spiritual power on the earth today.

After going up the mountain, the creek began to control the tools to cut down the trees.

After an hour of busyness, Xiaoxi's mental power was squeezed out, and his head was a little dizzy, so he went back to the wooden house to pick some cherries and eat them as he walked.

The fruit hangs on the tree, and when it is ripe, it will not fall and rot if it is not picked, and the creek always thinks that it is the freshest freshest from the tree, so the fruit is hung by it when it is ripe.

After walking through the vegetable patch for a short while, the stream stopped at a large pit one meter deep, three meters long and three meters wide, "Oh my God, when will this be completed?" and sighed again.

Not far from the vegetable patch, in the middle of this land, the creek intends to dig a large pond of ten meters by ten meters. Although there is a lake in the space, she doesn't know the depth, and the lake is too big, so Xiaoxi is going to dig a big pond to raise some fish or something, and she also plans to turn the area into paddy fields to facilitate irrigation.

After all, the use of spiritual power is limited, and Xiaoxi's plan is to cut down trees and dig soil day by day, hey, the trees on the mountain have only cut down more than ten acres of land, but this mountain has more than 100 acres of land, and the pond has just begun to dig now.

After eating the cherries in his hand, Xiaoxi clapped his hands and left the space, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and began to sleep, and heard the sound of his younger brother chirping in his ears.

The next day, about 7 o'clock in the morning, Xiaoxi woke up and pushed the little kid next to him, "Brother, get up quickly, the sun is drying your buttocks, wake up quickly." ”

Chen Yubin rubbed his eyes with his chubby little hands, and said angrily, "Sister, when is it?"

Listening to my brother's lovely voice, it's just love, I can't stand it, Xiaoxi held Chen Yubin's face, "Let's chirp", and said that I can't blame me, it's so cute.

Chen Yubin's appearance is biased towards Chen's mother, her skin is white and tender, her face is round, she just woke up, and now her face is still red.

Feeling my sister's love - a face of saliva, I wiped my face with my arm without paying much attention, it seems that I am used to it. Straightened his arms and sprinkled at the stream, "Hmm~ Sister pull me." ”

"Get up quickly, little lazy worm, shame, get up and ask me to pull you. Despite such a joke, Xiaoxi still reached out and pulled his brother up from the bed, picked up the bed, and went out with him.

Coming out of the back door of Xiaoxi's house is the courtyard dam of my father's house, and my father's house is also a mud-walled house, a row of six rooms, one is a kitchen, and the other is a utility room.

In the village, when the elderly reach a certain age, the family will ask someone to make a coffin, paint it, and erect it in the hall away from the ground, so that they will not panic when they die.

"Mother-in-law, what are you doing?"

Xiaoxi led her younger brother to find her mother-in-law in the house where the grain was kept, and she didn't know what she was busy with.

"Oh, Xiaoxi, Binbin is up, I'm looking for these paper shells, and I'll use them later. After speaking, he raised the things in his hand.

To prevent the noodles from breaking, a layer of cardboard is usually wrapped on the outside. It's usually like the cover of a book, a calendar, and a kind of Nyon bag.

Xiaoxi remembered that he was going to press noodles today, no wonder he slept until he woke up naturally.

"Mother-in-law, where is my mother?" Chen Yubin asked suspiciously when he found that his mother hadn't appeared yet.

"Your mother and your grandfather carried wheat to your uncle's house to press noodles, I came back to get something, and by the way I told you to get up, but you got up by yourself. ”

After Granny Chen found all the things she needed, she put them in the back basket behind her, picked up Chen Yubin, and said to Xiaoxi: "Xiaoxi will go by herself, I will hug Binbin, let's go over now." ”

"Hmm. Xiaoxi obediently agreed, "Mother-in-law, I will go myself." ”

Chen Yubin heard his sister say this, and struggled to get off the ground, "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, you let me down, and I will go by myself." ”

"Obedient, let's hurry over, your mother still wants you to help." The mother-in-law gently patted Chen Yubin's little buttocks and pretended to be displeased.

Looking at his aggrieved brother, Xiaoxi was speechless, you have to fight for everything, is it interesting?

Today, it's not just the creeks who press the noodles, this is the new wheat that has just been harvested at home, and everyone wants to try the new. The second is that now, the noodle pressing machine is a big guy, occupying a whole room (you know, in the countryside to repair houses, they are all large rooms, generally one is about 20 square meters), and a single noodle pressing machine is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Therefore, basically everyone in this area has made an appointment, dried the wheat, and when the day is good, they will press the noodles together.

As mentioned earlier, Xiaoxi's family is in the second team, and there are two places to press noodles on the team, and the uncle's house is close to them, two minutes away, so Xiaoxi's family usually goes to his house to press noodles.

As soon as I turned a corner, before I reached the place, I heard the shrill sound of the machine.

"Uncle, you're making up the memorization again. When I turned around from the back of the house, I saw the uncle sitting at the head of the yard dam splitting bamboo, and the creek stepped forward to say hello.

Uncle is almost seventy now, and his eyes are not very good, so he usually weaves some bamboo utensils at home, or goes to the field to weed and the like, and he will not be allowed to do heavy work such as pressing noodles.

Because the two children were still young, they sat in the courtyard and watched the people busy.

The dried new wheat is first put into a machine and beaten into powder, which becomes flour. Add an appropriate amount of water, and then add some salt (the purpose of salt is mainly to increase the toughness and cooking resistance of noodles, noodles without salt are easy to break during the drying process, and it is very troublesome to cut noodles and wrap noodles later), knead into a dough, and set aside to ferment for a while.

After a while, place the dough on the dough sheeter. The noodle pressing machine is more than one person high, and when putting the dough, one person must stand on the machine and one person will pick it up below.

The top of the dough sheeter is in the shape of a chute, and the bevel has been used for many years, and now it is polished very smooth and translucent.

There is a groove on the top, middle, and bottom side of the chute, which is obviously used to jam things.

First place two iron rods like rolling pins in the middle and bottom grooves, turn on the machine, put the dough on the top, apply a little force, the dough is squeezed into a sheet, with the rotation of the iron rod, along the inclined plane to the lower iron rod, and again squeezed and taken out of the inclined plane.

At this time, the person standing below holds a wooden stick in his hand, wraps the dough sheet neatly on it, and when all the dough is pressed into dough sheets, it is wrapped around the wooden stick, and the next process is carried out.

The iron bar at the bottom is replaced with a blade, and it can be divided into three types according to people's needs and preferences, and can be cut into thin noodles, double noodles and wide noodles.

Put the wooden stick wrapped in the dough sheet in the top slot, start the machine, and the dough sheet will come out of the knife seam from the bottom along the slope, and catch it with a slender stick.

After hanging, take it to the wooden racks in the courtyard, these wooden racks are more than two meters high, and some eyes that are slightly thicker than wooden sticks are evenly distributed on the horizontal wooden sticks, and the wooden sticks on which the noodles are hung are inserted into the eyes. A clean mat is laid under a wooden rack, and the noodles can be eaten even if they fall on it.

After the noodles are dried until there is no moisture at all, take off the noodles, lay them flat in a clean and flat place, take a kitchen knife to cut the noodles into about 20 cm lengths, wrap the noodles around the prepared paper shell, and then tie them tightly with a rope.

After finishing, the tied noodles are neatly stacked in the bag one by one (the bags here are generally used up fertilizer bags, and the fertilizer bags used up in the countryside are reluctant to throw away, people take off the inner husk, and then clean the bag repeatedly, and then use it to hold rice noodles and grain), tie the mouth well, so that it is easy to store, and when eating, just take it out one by one from the inside.

In the morning, only the noodles of the two families were pressed, and now they are drying outside, and the wheat of the Xiaoxi family has already become flour, and it will not be able to make noodles in the afternoon.

"Creek, Binbin, went home to cook. "The mother-in-law took the sisters and brothers home to cook, and the grandfather and mother were still busy at the uncle's house.

When she got home, her mother-in-law quickly started cooking, and Xiaoxi helped to make the pot. Ah, it's almost July, and it's getting hotter and hotter, and Xiaoxi can't stand it anymore after staying in front of the stove for a while, so he sets up a pot of firewood and stays by the side.

The rice was quickly cooked and the rice was fried, and a cucumber was fried, but today it was fried with bacon.

After everyone finished lunch, they began to take a lunch break, because now the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and they can't stand the work, and they can't stand the seduce of sleepy insects.

Xiaoxi woke up and the sun began to turn west, and when the two siblings passed, Xiaoxi's noodles had dried up and could be collected, and Xiaoxi and the two came at the right time.

Grandpa made the noodles, mother-in-law cut them, mom wrapped them, my brother handed them ropes, and then my mother tied them, and the stream was put into a bag.

All the noodles were divided into two pockets, one for Grandpa and one for Chen's mother.

On the way home, everyone gossiped.

"This time, the noodles are weirdly white. ”

"Well, that flour has been passed several times. ”

"I added more salt this time, and the last time I put less salt, it will break as soon as I boil, so this time I will simply put more. ”

"Well, Mom, let's eat noodles at night, there are quite a few of them this time. Chen's mother remembered a large bag of noodles in the back basket, which was not long enough at the back, and she really couldn't hang the remaining noodles, so she tore them into small noodles and dried them.

Granny Chen agreed to her daughter-in-law's suggestion without even thinking about it.

After returning home, I cleaned up, and the sky began to darken, thinking that everyone was tired today, so I would eat early, and Chen's mother began to cook the pot.

When the pot is boiling, put in the adjusted gnocchi (using today's new flour), when it is almost cooked, put in the dough sheet and the cucumber left over from noon, then put the seasoning, after cooking, put it to cool, and then boil the foot water.

"Ah~ It's delicious!" Chen Yubin finished speaking, and put down the bowl with a look of unfinished eyes, staring directly at the rice bowl. Tonight, everyone ate half a bowl of rice, and now they are all spread out on the back of their chairs.

Looking at his younger brother's gluttony, Xiaoxi couldn't help but gently tap his little belly and teased: "Oh, whose little watermelon is this, it's all ripe, you can cut it and eat it." ”

was so frightened that Chen Yubin hurriedly covered his stomach, making everyone in the room laugh.

"Sister, bad!"