Both husband and wife are vigorous and resolute.

Just do it.

The two went to the kitchen together to boil water.

Ye Qing sat in front of the stove and lit the fire.

Gu Nanshan added water to the pot.

In ancient times, it was a luxury to use ice in summer, and only large families and powerful families would dig cellars to store ice in the cold winter.

Ye Qing was worried that the raw frozen ice cubes would make an ice drink and make him feel upset when he drank it, so he decided to use boiling water to freeze it, and put it in the space after it was frozen, and take it out in the summer.

"Nanshan, let's fill some snow later, and then the snow water will be boiled to make tea, or it will be good to keep it for ice drinks in summer."

"Okay, I'll take care of that." Gu Nanshan nodded and agreed without saying a word.

Psychologically speaking, the more you lack something when you are young, the more you will crave it when you grow up.

Ye Qing didn't eat enough ice drinks when he was a child, but when he grew up, he liked to eat them very much, even on snowy days, he couldn't help but buy ice cream to eat, and even went to work in an ice drink shop for a year.

There is no shaved ice machine here, the ice can only be broken, but the snow can be pinched a little hard to form and directly made into shaved ice, which tastes much better than after the ice cubes are broken.

Ye Qing regretted it very much, why didn't he go to buy some oranges, grapefruits, hawthorn or something to come back to make jam some time ago.

In order to have a cool iced drink in summer, the husband and wife are busy all day.

Evening.

Ye Qing stewed a pot of white radish stick bone broth, steamed white rice, and fried a large plate of sweet and sour leek shredded pork.

"It's so fragrant~~~ The sweet and sour shredded leek meat is appetizing when it smells, and it tastes delicious, Ye Qing, you can give me more later." The dog was greedy, licked his nose with his long tongue, and said loudly to Ye Qing outside the house.

"I'm holding back, you can't eat it." Ye Qing pretended to reprimand in the kitchen.

After frying.

Ye Qing added good food to the dog.

Then she sat with her husband at the small bamboo table in the kitchen, drinking the fragrant bone broth, sucking the fragrant bone oil in the bones of the stick, and the dried rice with sweet and sour leeks and shredded pork.

"I didn't expect that as long as this leek doesn't see the light, the leeks that grow out of it will taste so delicious, the taste is soft, tender, and crisp, which is completely different from leeks." Gu Nanshan sighed with a smile while eating.

"Yes, in a few days, we will make dumplings with leeks and meat filling, and the taste is also very good." Ye Qing said with a smile.

Heavy snowy days.

When the two of them and one dog lived a comfortable life of eating and drinking.

I don't know why.

The dog who was eating suddenly sneezed hard, and the dog shivered fiercely.

"Wang~~~ Who is talking about Lao Tzu behind his back?"

Ye Qing: "......"

Gu Nanshan suddenly fell over with a cold knife eye: "Xiao Hei, if you don't eat honestly, you will go back to your kennel hungry." ”

The dog immediately had an aggrieved face: "......"

Damn it~~~

I can't live this day.

This vinegar jar man is really terrible......

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Chongshan County.

Cheng Huaijin and Ye Hongxuan looked at the little piglet cub who had just been castrated and drugged for a moment.

At this time.

The little piglet lay on the clean straw and kept wailing, the two looked at each other, and then looked at the old craftsman who had cleansed many eunuchs.

"That's it?" Cheng Huaijin asked.

"How sure are you that you can keep this castrated piglet alive?" Ye Hongxuan also asked busily.

Old Yang's wrinkled face was cautious, he rubbed his hands, looked at the two and hurriedly answered honestly.

"My lord, Ye Gongzi, whether this boar can survive smoothly after castration, the grass people are the most...... At most, there are only three or four percent certainty, after all, this is the first time that grass farmers have castrated livestock, and how to castrate the gilts of the sows, the grass people have no clue for the time being. ”