Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 1174 Space Warehouse (revised)
The chef was a little unhappy, because he had saved that drink for the evening with his wife at home, as a celebration of the safe birth of his eldest granddaughter.

The chef looked at his granddaughter with suspicion, "Tell grandpa the truth, are you attracted to that boy?"

After saying that, he wanted to walk out. He wanted to see which bastard dared to seduce his granddaughter.

What a shameless guy! He doesn't even consider how old his granddaughter is.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" The waiter stomped his feet and his face turned red.

Her performance made the chef feel that he had guessed correctly.

When the chef thought about the time he spent in the toilet, someone came to flirt with his 16-year-old granddaughter, his originally shiny head began to smoke.

He said angrily: "If you didn't like the boy, you wouldn't be so attentive!"

The old man was furious that his eldest granddaughter was taken home by a wolf cub when she was only 18 years old.

Now this brat is even more excessive. The eldest granddaughter was at least an adult at that time, but the youngest granddaughter was only 16 years old.

The chef became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He wanted to roll up his sleeves right then and there and beat up the imaginary brat.

The waiter didn't care about Grandpa's sullen face at all. He took out the bag of brown sugar from under the counter and walked into the kitchen: "Grandpa, what do you think this is?"

"What good stuff!" The chef was still angry and his tone was full of indignation.

No matter how good the gift was, it couldn't dispel his anger at the brat for daring to hook up with his little granddaughter.

"Brown sugar!" The waiter proudly waved the bag of brown sugar in front of grandpa.

"What? Let me see the brown sugar!" Looking at the brown sugar in front of him, the chef no longer cared about being angry. He took the bag of brown sugar from his granddaughter, weighed it casually, and said with certainty: "It must be two kilograms."

"That's not the case!"

Seeing his granddaughter's proud nose almost reaching the sky, the chef asked with a bit of amusement: "Where did you get it from?"

"You exchanged it for that bottle of sauce. How's that? Was it worth it?"

The chef nodded with a look of joy: "It's worth it, it's definitely worth it!"

"Did you exchange it with that person?"

Waiter: “No.”

After being proud, he continued, "Grandpa, why don't you make some more sauce in the next two days!"

The chef's eyes lit up, that man had something good.

The waiter nodded.

"Okay, Grandpa will go find the ingredients to make it in the next two days."

Waiter: "Grandpa, please stay longer this time."

"okay!"

After coming out of the state-owned restaurant, Zhang Yu glanced at the warehouse in the secret space and found that there was not much brown sugar left.

I estimate it’s only about four or five kilograms. To be honest, these brown sugars were brought in when I signed in when the system was generous at the beginning.

After several years of consumption, there is very little left.

After looking at the brown sugar, she looked at other things.

Upon closer inspection, I realized that other daily necessities had almost been consumed, and the only thing that might be in excess was cloth and other things.

However, although there are not many, but for things like thermos, one can be used for many years, so there is no need to worry.

Besides, he has industrial coupons every month, and he can buy more if he runs out of them.

The most common items in the warehouse now are grain and meat.

Most of them were saved when the time flow rate in the secret space was fast. However, Zhang Yu had already started thinking about whether to find a way to get these food and meat out.

Now the ratio of time between the secret space and the outside world is 2:1. In addition, the temperature remains unchanged, and some unknown factors make the plants inside grow faster than those outside.

Even if the speed of time slowed down, Zhang Yu could still harvest 5 to 6 crops a year.

The seeds planted in the secret space are all those that have been improved by him. Although the yields of some of them are not as good as those in later generations, without hybridization, it is already the limit of what crops can be improved.

All of this is due to the subtle improvement of the seeds by the mysterious substances in the secret space.

Zhang Yu called this mysterious substance aura.

Although it was weak and not as spiritual as the mud on the ginseng he signed in, it was enough for ordinary crops.

Speaking of this, Zhang Yu was somewhat fortunate that he did not waste time. He took advantage of the fast flow of time in the secret space to update the crop seeds over and over again.

He keeps samples of every seed he harvests so he can replicate the process outside at any time.

However, he was worried that without spiritual energy from the outside world, the seeds he cultivated would degenerate, and he would become a sinner. So although he had been planting crops in the yard for the past two years, he did not let those seeds spread out.

Over the past two years, Zhang Yu has confirmed that the improved seeds have become stable and will basically not degenerate.

He has already planned to sell the seeds after the corn is harvested again this year.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu shook his head, thinking he was overthinking it again.

He turned his gaze back to the warehouse, feeling a headache at the mountains of meat and eggs. He had been shipping quite a lot in the past two years, so why were there still so many things piled up in the warehouse?
Although the speed of space is slower now, Zhang Yu still has a headache when he thinks that he has to pick up one or two hundred eggs a day.

This is even when he intentionally controls the scale of various poultry and livestock.

Forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.

Zhang Yu secretly decided in his heart that he would sell more things out when he found the opportunity.

Of course, disguise must be done before the transaction.

It’s a one-time deal, just leave after the transaction is completed.

He just kept the food there anyway. It wouldn't go bad, but he couldn't finish it, so he just looked at it.

He can get money by selling it, and the public can get food, which is killing two birds with one stone.

After making plans, Zhang Yu took out two kilograms of brown sugar from the warehouse.

Although there is not much left, there is no need to be stingy.

He had plenty of opportunities to buy brown sugar in Beijing, but the Xie family needed it more.

Just as he walked out of the street where the state-owned restaurant was located, Zhang Yu thought of something again. He turned back and ordered more than ten big buns.

He put the big buns wrapped in oil paper by the waiter into the backpack, leaving only five or six in his hand, which were prepared for Uncle Xie and the team leader.

The two of them came together, and he couldn't let the captain watch Uncle Xie eat.

Coming out of the state-owned restaurant again, Zhang Yu estimated the time and began to walk slowly out of the commune.

When we walked outside the commune, it was still early and the old man Liu who was supposed to pick us up had not arrived yet.

He was not in a hurry and just waited.

But his brain didn't stop. Taking this opportunity, he used his consciousness to pick up various eggs in the space.

Then I discovered somewhat helplessly that in just these two days, the hens had started to build nests again.

Forget it, he no longer cared about the hen sitting on the nest.

Let it be, he finally figured it out, he can't stop this kind of thing.