Chapter Seventy-Nine: Do You Want to Starve?

On this day, the snow kept falling, and the next morning, it was a little bigger, and it fell with the howling cold wind.

With the whimpering wind, Chu Xi, who was already dressed, casually walked to the window, raised his hand, and opened the curtain with a "swish".

The expected glare did not appear, and Chu Xi was stunned for a moment.

She lowered her head and raised her wrist, looked at the pointing of the hour hand, and then looked at the dark sky outside, and her mind, which was not yet fully awake, was a little confused.

Is the watch broken?

It's eight o'clock and it's not dawn yet?

Chu Xi had dinner yesterday, packed up his things, and went to the hospital again, learned about his situation with Chu Mingguo's attending doctor, and asked about the things that need to be paid attention to in nursing.

By the time she understood all the situation and visited Chu Mingguo's medical personnel one by one, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening.

It's dark, isn't it normal?

I didn't notice anything wrong, and I slept at eleven o'clock in the evening according to the capital time, so I woke up at the same time.

Staring at the black sky outside, Chu Xi smiled and shook his head.

How could she forget it, China is vast, spanning five time zones from west to east, and the capital belongs to the eighth time zone in the east, so naturally the dawn time is about two hours earlier. In contrast, the dawn time in the northwest is about two hours later......

Chu Xi leaned on the window, his chin resting on his arm, looking at the sprinkling snow, and then at the snow on the ground that was about to submerge his calves, and his eyelashes fluttered.

She had three meals here, and there were very few green vegetables in the three meals, and it seemed that the weather also contributed to it......

Spinach and parsley garlic are there, but only a small amount is put to temper the color of the soup. The most common are carrots, onions and potatoes, these rhizomes.

"Xiao Zongchen, ah......"

Chu Xi sighed slightly, shook his head, straightened up, closed the window, closed the curtains, and lay back down.

If she was the only one in the yard, she could have gotten up and walked around the yard, or shoveled the snow out of the way......

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When he woke up again, it was Chu Xi who heard someone walking in the yard.

When he came out dressed again, he saw the thin Chu Mingliang wearing a military coat, gloves, and shoveling snow with a shovel.

He moved very lightly, did not open and close widely, and the snow he shoveled up was gently set aside, rather than being thrown over roughly.

Hearing the sound of Chu Xi opening the door, Chu Mingliang hurriedly raised his head, "Did I disturb you?" โ€

"Nope." Chu Xibian said, and moved his wrist, "Uncle, do you have to sweep the entire courtyard, or only the door and each room?" โ€

"I don't need you, I'll do it." Chu Mingliang looked at the sky and said to her, "The genius is bright, don't rush to the hospital." โ€

"Then I'll cook." Chu Xi glanced around, but did not see any extra shovels or other tools that could shovel snow, and went to the kitchen as he spoke.

It's just that when I get to the kitchen, I feel a little helpless.

There are rice, flour, grain and oil, but vegetables and meat are nowhere to be seen, and she really doesn't know how to do it.

Does Chu Mingliang follow Chu Mingguo to drink porridge every day? Or white porridge?

She turned around, walked out a little, and asked Chu Mingliang, "Uncle, where can I buy vegetables?" โ€

This is actually a bit of a weak question, even if she knows where to sell vegetables, but the snow is so thick, she is really not sure if she can go to the place.

"Grocery shopping?" Chu Mingliang was stunned for a moment, then reacted, dropped the shovel in his hand, and went to the kitchen, "Vegetables here are not easy to preserve, they all make fresh vegetables into dried vegetables in summer and autumn when there are many vegetables, and soak them when they want to eat them." โ€

"When I came, your father's leaders and colleagues sent some over." Chu Mingliang patted the snow on his body, and when he turned around to speak, his mouth was still a little white, and he entered the kitchen and took out a bag, "The dried vegetables are all in it, you can take whatever you want." โ€

Chu Xi nodded, indeed a little common sense. In such a cold place, vegetables are on the market in large quantities, and it is indeed economical and affordable to dry some dried vegetables in advance and save them for winter.

"If you want to eat fresh vegetables," Chu Mingliang thought for a moment, and said as he put the bag down, "It's not nothing, it's just that you have to walk a little more." โ€

"What fresh vegetables?" Chu Xi asked curiously, "I don't see any greenhouses here." โ€

So, how to plant?

"Bean sprouts." Chu Mingliang smiled, his eyes were a little kind, "Mung bean sprouts, soybean sprouts." Mung beans and soybeans hydroponics, sent out. โ€

Chu Xi couldn't help but laugh, his eyes curled, "So that's the case." โ€

"I heard that it was very simple, I also tried, but it didn't work, and then the soaked beans were boiled by me, mixed with salt water, and ate like this." Chu Mingliang looked at her and smiled, the heavy guilt in his heart seemed to be half lightened all of a sudden, and the whole person couldn't help but stand up straighter, "So, if we want to eat fried shredded pork with bean sprouts, we can only buy this bean sprouts." โ€

"I don't send sprouts either." Chu Xi took out a pack of dried pumpkin and dried lettuce from the bag, grabbed a handful of each, soaked them in a basin, and continued, "However, if Uncle wants to eat, I can try sand cultivation." โ€

In my last life, I saw green bean seedlings in the supermarket, which grew in fine sand. Looking at it, it doesn't seem to be too difficult to get, so it shouldn't be much different from planting flowers, right?

"This snow won't stop for a short time, but I don't know if it will get smaller." Chu Mingliang put on his gloves and said to her, "So, this fine sand is difficult to get, and the snow will melt, right?" โ€

Chu Mingliang doesn't know how to cook, with the experience of salted soybeans last time, the morning meal, there is an extra plate of boiled soybeans, and the soybeans are consumed quickly, and they have bottomed out.

"Let's eat these dried vegetables first." Chu Xi rolled up his sleeves and began to wash the rice, which was sorted and placed in a casserole.

When the pumpkin is soaked, she is ready to chop it and put some into the rice porridge to supplement some vitamins and pectin can also protect the stomach and intestines and detoxify.

As soon as Chu Xi came, Chu Mingliang felt that there was more living breath in the yard, which made people's bodies and bones lighter. After shoveling snow for a while, he rested for a while, and when he was resting, he looked into the kitchen, and looked at the warm white smoke, and the whole person was relaxed.

"Uncle, what is this?" Chu Xi grabbed a small handful of yellow grits, "It smells like corn." โ€

"It's corn." Chu Mingliang hurriedly said, "You can make porridge." โ€

Chu Xi was stunned, "Is there not enough food to eat?" โ€

In a few days, it will be the 198/9th year of the lunar calendar, so there shouldn't be a hungry stomach, right?

Chu Mingliang smiled and was about to explain, when he heard a familiar voice outside, shouting Chu Xi.