A coquettish and book-worn man lives by a rough man

Leng Yuan put the barrel away and closed the door of the woodshed.

The wood for the firewood house has gone to seven or eighty eight, and there is not much left now.

This is also normal. During the autumn harvest period, there is no time to go up the mountain. After a few days, everyone will go up the mountain to stock up on wood for the winter.

He quickly washed his body, picked up the coarse clothes hanging aside and put them on.

Because he used to go up the mountain often, and every time he came back, his body was not clean. For convenience, he prepared a set of clothes and hung them in the woodshed for emergencies.

When Leng Yuan returned to the room, Gu Jiaojiao walked in with ginger tea.

"Drink ginger tea to warm your body."

Leng Yuan didn't refuse, took the bowl and drank it.

The room was dim, and Leng Yuan didn't look carefully at the difference in the ginger water in the bowl.

When he tasted the sweet taste, he was a little surprised.

After taking a closer look, I realized that the water in the bowl was the color of brown sugar.

"Where did the sugar come from?"

He remembered that there was no sugar in the house.

"tasty?"

Leng Yuan nodded.

It's a tough time these days, and sugar is the best thing.

Ordinary people can't taste the taste of sugar all year round, how could it be bad.

Seeing that Leng Yuan liked it, Gu Jiaojiao's eyes brightened: "I made it myself."

Leng Yuan was no longer surprised.

Maybe it was more surprising, so I'm used to it now.

He took another sip and found that the brown sugar was different from what he usually drank, it seemed to be sweeter.

"Corn stalks?"

Gu Jiaojiao was startled, and then couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "You actually drank it, really amazing."

After living together for a few days, Gu Jiaojiao also got to know Leng Yuan's taste.

This person is picky about food.

When encountering delicious food, the eyebrows are stretched, and the whole person is relaxed.

But when you encounter ordinary food, you can eat it, but you have a cold face the whole time, as if you are about to complete some task.

At first Gu Jiaojiao found it interesting, but later she discovered that Leng Yuan was very sensitive to food.

It's just some small, not easy to detect flavors, he can taste them.

This time.

Gu Jiaojiao finally understood the reason for Leng Yuan's cold face.

Probably because the sense of taste on the tip of the tongue is extremely sensitive, the taste of delicious food will be magnified, and the taste of unpalatable food will also be magnified.

Many people find it unpalatable, but in this person's mouth, it is super unpalatable.

No wonder you have a cold face.

If you don't have a cold face, how can you suppress the feeling in your mouth.

Gu Jiaojiao watched Leng Yuan finish a bowl of ginger syrup before speaking.

"I'm planning to boil more sugar, but the corn stalks seem to belong to the collective, can I ask the captain to buy some?"

She also found two bare corn stalks on the road today, and took them home when no one wanted them. After a bit of sugar, she thought it was really a success.

But you can only boil syrup, put it in the jar, and dig out a spoonful when drinking.

But no one will dislike it. After all, sugar tickets are limited, and some are good to eat.

Leng Yuan was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"You can buy some from the captain."

Usually those corn stalks are divided into various households and burned as firewood, and no one boils sugar.

Of course, it's also because no one knows how to boil sugar.

This is a very test of the control of the heat. If it is heavy, it will be bitter, and if it is light, it will be water, but it will go bad after a few days.

There are children who like to pluck corn stalks and chew them.

Gu Jiaojiao was very happy when she heard that she could buy it.

"With sugar, you can cook a lot of delicacies during the Chinese New Year. You can make sugar cakes, chicken cakes, and fried fruits..."

These things don't taste good without sugar.