Because she herself doesn't have any requirements for things.

There is everything in the hanging fried sky mall, and when he was once in the Xianxia world, Ansu also had a hundred set meals with sugar gourds every meal.

But there is no way, now that the real thing is openly taken out, it will be arrested, and it will not be allowed to become a fine after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Don't be confused.

Ansu saw that there was a layer of dust everywhere in the kitchen, and planned to wash it first.

Otherwise, you won't be able to eat it.

In the process of cleaning, Ansu found that the situation was not as bad as she imagined, there was half a jar of rice in the jar, and there were many sweet potatoes next to the jar.

The easiest way to get enough is to steam rice, and sweet potatoes can also ward off hunger.

Potatoes, the national food, have more than a dozen in the corner of the firewood stack, and there is more than half a jar of lard in the lard jar, and there is even a piece of bacon hanging next to the window.

Count this big family, five laborers, ten sons, and an old lady.

Ansu steamed a large pot of rice, and still dug up a large spoonful of lard without any distress.

Because of the steamed rice, Ansu directly let go of the sweet potatoes and kept them for the evening.

There were a few wild vegetables in the corner that the girls usually cut the grass and dug up, Ansu directly smeared a little lard on the pot, and then took out the old bacon hanging on the wall and fried it.

I also slipped a shredded potato with vinegar and put two red and bright millet peppers.

There is really no other meat in the kitchen, and it is already all in this kitchen!!

It's hard to die Ansu.

After the meal was ready, it was put directly into the living room, and there was a shout in the courtyard, and everyone eaten.

"Why is today's rice so fragrant?" The sister-in-law was the first to come out of the room, her nose is the sharpest on weekdays, and if she eats a good meal, she must eat first.

Ansu's lard rice is fragrant for ten miles, and in this era of rare meat, even the neighbors can smell it.

The old lady chuckled when she saw the meal.

"Who told you to steam rice in lard?" The old lady raised her crutches and looked at Ansu, very fierce.

Ansu was scolded, but she herself was not surprised at all.

Ansu has not experienced the poor era, and everyone who knows this era is eager to tighten their belts.

But while Ansu was scolded, the concubines began to work on this meal, and muttered while eating, and it was almost impossible to start work in the afternoon.

Who doesn't want to eat meat?

Even though the situation is much better now than in previous years, I can only eat meat once or twice a month, and I still eat it tightly with men and children.

After a group of people gobbled up the meal, Ansu listened to the old lady's scolding while picking up two bowls of rice.

completely regarded the old lady's scolding as a variety show......

The old lady was tired of scolding, and when she wanted to eat, she found that everyone was eating extremely fast today, and there was only a small piece of meat left on the plate of fried meat.

When I looked up, several women were eating with oil from the corners of their mouths, and there was evidence of just eating meat between their teeth.

I was angry and wanted to scold a few more women and not leave the meat for the bear child, but I felt that there were enough people scolding today and I was tired.

I didn't scold.

It's all eaten, and the scolding won't help.

And I also left two pieces of meat for her, an old man.

Let's fight the tooth sacrifice, and eat meat for half a month.

"Get out of here, if you can't give me the work of this stew today, don't come back."

The old lady looked at the family fiercely.

Ansu is also one of those who needs to go to work.

The Jade of Pompeii (red): Is the anchor going to take us to experience life live?

Today's wood is slag (red): How many years has this been? This is a time of great time!

Sugar gourd (colorful glare): 1980.

Ice Cream (Orange): Wow, look at that working tool, isn't that something that only exists in museums?

Ansu didn't have the same knowledge as the short-sighted audience in the live broadcast room.

I picked up a row of rice and prepared to plant it.

Next to Ansu is a very strong young man, who looks like he has quick hands and feet, and is good at work.

When he first started working, he didn't pay attention to Ansu at all and worked hard, but when he stopped to take a break, he found that Ansu's entire rice field was almost finished.

Human Rice Transplanting Machine !! He'd never seen anyone work so fast.

But the young man thought again, Linghua was a widow, maybe someone had just come over to help him with the work!

If it weren't for someone to help her! And he ate the remaining seedlings!!

Their labor is calculated on a per mu basis, with ten points per mu.

Normal labor is one acre a day, so Ansu has half an acre of land.

It's just half an hour's work, and it's over.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but laugh when they saw the young man's face.

Today's wood is more slag (red): I just started watching the anchor work, and I thought this was the basic operation, but I just saw the face of the young man next to me.

Today the wood is slag again (red): And then I saw the uncultivated ground under the young man's feet.

Durian Xiaolian (red): Hahaha, the anchor is an emotionless rice planting machine.

Pompeii's Jade Exquisite (Red): Amazing, worthy of the Great Demon King.

Orange: If you can't do that, what kind of demon is you?

Ansu's land was planted, and soon the village chief over there came over to mark her centimeters, and then asked her to take the next piece of land.

Fortunately, there was no one to plug the field to the right of the young man, and Ansu didn't need to move around a lot, so he was directly assigned to work.

Ansu once again turned on the ruthless work mode.

This time, the young man next to him stared at him with two eyes and did not move away at all.

He just wanted to see what kind of speed he could plant half an acre of land in half an hour.

Ansu didn't let him down, his hand was almost to the afterimage, accurately took the seedlings, pressed them into the water, and then took the seedlings and pressed them into the water.

It's so natural that it's as if it's never moved.

The young man carefully watched Ansu's movements, envious.

When will he have that fast hand speed?

Looking at the remaining basket of seedlings and the vow he had just made, his face hurt.

Ansu soon ended up with the half-acre of land. But many people still don't believe it, and the village chief thinks it's strange.