Although the cloth towel was not dirty, Qi Jiuli still couldn't wipe it on his face, so he poured the water without hesitation, and went into the kitchen to scoop out some hot water.

I put the cloth towel on the edge of the wooden basin, I didn't plan to use it, but used my own hands, dipped in water, and rubbed my face vigorously a few times, then washed my hands, and gently patted my face in the most primitive air-drying way to speed up evaporation.

Don't say it, it's delicious enough, after all, it's winter, and without a few beats, Qi Jiuli's hands and face are a little frozen, she decided, she will go back to her house to wash in the future, there is a warm kang to bake, it is better than shivering in the wind.

Qi Jiuli poured the water and carried the basin into the kitchen, Qi Shixiang was already loading the bowls, Qi Qizhu took the cornmeal batter to the hall, and Qi Jiuli also helped bring two bowls.

The hall should be the largest room in the house, but it is also empty, there is no furniture, just a table of eight immortals, and then four benches, Qi Jiuli's eyes are bright and he can clearly see that the corners of the table and the legs of the table have been repaired, and the benches are no exception.

Putting down the cornmeal batter, Qi Shiyi entered the door with chopsticks, Qi Shixiang followed behind, holding a plate in his hand, and when he put it in the center of the Eight Immortals table, Qi Jiuli saw it clearly, the lump that was black and not slippery, smelled a little sour.

The four of them sat in pairs, and one of them took a pair of chopsticks, and began to bow his head and drink the paste, occasionally putting lumps into the plate.

Qi Jiuli couldn't hold back, and went to clip it, she had to try it, after all, many things can't just look at the appearance, and after putting it in his mouth, Qi Jiuli chewed a few bites, and then buried his head and drank a few mouthfuls of paste, salty, smelly, this should be pickles, but the taste is indescribable.

No wonder there aren't many lumps in the plate, and this one will go with a bowl of mush.

Qi Jiuli drank a total of two bowls of mush, and her stomach was finally more comfortable, but she knew that it wouldn't be long before she would be hungry, after all, it was just a matter of running a few trips to the thatched house.

Qi Shiyi consciously took over the work of washing dishes and chopsticks, Qi Jiuli nodded secretly when he saw it, the tutor in this family is still very good, no one is lazy.

When Qi Jiuli got out of the hall, he began to walk around, and walked around the whole house, the front yard was mainly for people, and the back yard was for poultry and vegetables.

There was a low stove in the backyard, two sheds, and a few ridges of land.

One shed was empty, and in the other there were six chickens, squatting together and cooing.

"Goo-"

Suddenly, the rooster crowed louder, and he also stood up, Qi Jiuli looked back, only to see Qi Shixiang holding a dustpan and walking towards the backyard wall, Qi Jiuli followed, only to find that there was a wooden door on the ground near the backyard wall, Qi Shixiang pulled it open and drilled down.

Don't have a hole, Qi Jiuli was curious to follow, but when he looked in, he saw the bottom at a glance, maybe only half a zhang high, and a few big stones were placed under the wooden door as steps to facilitate going up and down.

Qi Jiuli also went down, it was really small, maybe only six or seven square meters in size, but there were a lot of things piled up inside, Qi Jiuli got used to the darkness for a while, and saw clearly, there were a lot of sweet potatoes and potatoes in the corner, and then there were a few tanks.

Qi Shixiang scooped something from a jar and put on the wooden lid.

"Shixiang, are you going to feed the chickens?" The excitement of those chickens when they saw Qi Shixiang just now, Qi Jiuli could see it in his eyes, so he thought of this possibility.

"Yes, sister, I'll feed you." Qi Shixiang said with a smile, "You go back to the house and rest, don't get tired." ”

"Oh, then I'll go up and get ready, and we'll burn charcoal later." Qi Jiuli already knew about this cellar, and after reading it, he was not curious, so he went to the front yard and asked Qi Qizhu, who was chopping wood, for tools, and she was going to prepare to make charcoal.

"What do you want?" Qi Qizhu put down the woodcutter in his hand and asked,

"A bucket of water, and tongs?" Qi Jiuli said, "Prepare some more grass mats, you have to put the charcoal ready, and then the weather is good to take it out and dry it." ”

Qi Jiuli thought about drying it, but he couldn't wash it today, no, "Brother, is there ash at home?" ”

"Yes." Qi Qizhu responded, after all, plant ash is a good material for fertilizing the field, and it can also be used to wash clothes and dishes, and every household keeps the ash.

"But there are no tongs at home." Qi Qizhu frowned and said, tongs are made of iron, all tools made of iron are expensive, who has tongs in the village, Qi Qizhu really can't think of it, most people don't make tongs and other impractical and expensive tools.

"It's okay without tongs, I'll use a wooden stick later." Qi Jiuli thought for a while and said.

"Brother come to clip." Qi Qizhu took over the responsibility.

"Clip what?" Qi Shi patted the broken wood chips on his body as he walked, and walked out of the utility room.

"Eleven, do you know which house in the village has tongs?" Qi Qizhu stayed in the private school most of the time, and he didn't know the situation in the village yet.

"Tongs?" Qi Shiyi was surprised, "Who spends that money to make tongs, and they can't use it, and it's expensive." ”

"But Grandpa Lizheng's family seems to have one." Qi Shiyi said, "Do you want to borrow it?" I had a good time with Renyong (Rizheng's youngest grandson). ”

"I'll borrow it." Qi Qizhu said, "Eleven, you help Jiuli prepare the rest." ”

Qi Qizhu straightened his clothes before going out.

Qi Tianming's Li Zheng Qi Tianming is an old boy, and his prestige in the village has always been very high, although Qi Qizhu is also a child now, but the generation difference is two generations, Qi Tianming is an elder, and he should come forward to borrow it, this is the basic truth.

"Eldest sister, what do you want to prepare?"

"Ashes, where is the ashes?"

"Here." Qi Shiyi pointed to the utility room behind him and said.

Qi Jiuli went in, although it was a utility room, it could be sorted out in an orderly manner, and the ashes were piled up in the corner, and two wooden planks were carefully used to enclose a place for dumping.

"I want to take the ashes to the kitchen."

"Put it in a brazier, I'll get it." Qi Shiyi ran out of the smoke as soon as he slipped away, and after a while, he came back with a brazier, and directly scooped a large pot in the ash heap with the brazier, "Sister, is it enough?" ”

"That's enough, I'll do it." Qi Jiuli took the brazier and carried it to the kitchen stove.

For boiling water and starting a fire, Qi Jiuli had an experience, and the second time he was even more handy.

"Sister, what else do you want?" Qi Shiyi asked.

"Not at the moment, I'll try it first." Qi Jiuli picked a big piece of wood and put it in the stove to make a fire.

When Qi Qizhu borrowed tongs and came back, the firewood in the stove was burning vigorously.

Qi Jiuli took it, tried the feel, and then reached into the stove to find a suitable burning wood, the surface was almost burned, the rod body was red, Qi Jiuli took it out, and buried it directly in the brazier, this is to isolate the air.

However, the effect was not very good, and after a while, Qi Jiuli took the wood out of the ash again and took a look, there were red sparks, and the wood was clamped with a little force, and it was broken.