Traveling to Daliang Kingdom starts from falling into the water

Chapter 389 Lunch is here

It's because my hands were unstable and I drew crooked lines. It's so scary. The magnet can also be adjusted. It would be great to adjust the fingerprint lock and pry out the entire villa.

While joking, Gu Wenxuan took the ruler handed over by Zhou Banxia and continued to draw. Zhou Banxia also began to copy the first drawing he had completed.

Time passed unknowingly, and the cicadas outside the house were screaming louder and louder. Zhou Banxia was thinking about asking Gu Wenxuan to stop and wait until lunch.

As soon as he put the brush in his hand into the brush washer, he heard the footsteps of at least three people walking towards the courtyard, as well as the sounds of Gu Dahua's family and Zhiming talking.

One said that his young master often forgot the meal time when he was busy and asked her to remind him; the other said that this time even the young mistress was so busy that she forgot to eat at noon.

Lunch has arrived.

Gu Wenxuan nodded knowingly, and after scanning the circle, he couldn't see anything beyond this time and space. "I'll finish this drawing first. It's quick, just a few strokes."

It's soon.

In addition to having to draw professionally at the beginning, when I saw that she wanted to copy one piece anyway, I passed it on to her directly after making corrections, which improved the efficiency.

It seems that there is no need to spend a day at all, plus a lunch break, and it will be completed before two o'clock, one less thing to do.

The manor, which has not yet been completed, only has bricks, tiles, bluestones and slabs. The square table and chairs being used at this time were brought by the guards from the workshop.

Zhou Banxia originally wanted to pack up the Four Treasures of the Study with Gu Wenxuan and go back to the workshop to have lunch, handle some business on the way, and then go home when the evening gets cooler.

She never thought that Aunt Lan had made very thorough arrangements. Before she and her husband could go to the workshop, they had already sent someone from the Gu Dahua family to carry food boxes, tables and chairs.

Needless to say, the dishes were very suitable for her and her husband. Her Aunt Lan was very attentive and chose rice as the staple food.

Fragrant polished rice, a bite of cumin mutton, and a sip of tomato and egg soup. Not only Xuanzi, she can finish two bowls of rice by herself.

It's not that she and her husband are not allowed to eat rice at home, but their eating habits are different. Even her mother-in-law, whose ancestral home is Wuchang Prefecture, has been affected and now prefers to eat pasta.

She and her family are the only two in the family who are used to rice being the staple food. They cook each meal separately, which is very troublesome. Fortunately, they used up the rice they had stocked up in previous years and used pasta.

In addition, this body does not eat rice every day in Gaofu, and eating rice every now and then at home still does not affect my personal eating habits.

It can only be said that she and Xuanzi are becoming more hypocritical now. When eating rice, they have to eat polished rice worth at least one stone and two taels of silver before they think it is rice eaten by normal people.

Nowadays, the main food rations of the common people are not corn and sorghum, as well as millet and millet, as well as potatoes and sweet potatoes. Whose family lives every day with polished rice and flour.

Take corn for example.

These days, many people eat cornmeal, not just grinding the corn kernels, but crushing the corn cob, the small cob in the middle of the corn, and eating it.

It’s called cornmeal, but it’s actually cornmeal.

The stick noodles that pierce the throat like this can only be eaten by the wealthy people in the village from beginning to end of the year, and most of them make do with sweet potatoes.

It's the same with sorghum. If you eat too much, it feels like there's a stone in your stomach, and you can't even turn a corner when walking.

It is conceivable that although eating too much of these things can satisfy hunger, digestion is not easy. The human stomach is not that of cattle and horses, so it cannot have such a powerful digestive function.

Fortunately she came back early, otherwise her father's stomach would have been the first one.

Her father was so frugal that he hid it from her. Every year, he only left the wheat harvest in the fields for rivers and streams, and the rest was exchanged for silver and coarse grains.

When eating whole grains, she didn't remind her again and again that pure cornmeal, which cost only ten taels of silver a year, was all cornmeal.

Then she had stomachache and constipation and didn't dare to tell the truth. Her face was so pale that it could scare people to death. She asked Dr. Dong to check his pulse. Only then did she know that her father was not even forty years old and had severe rheumatism and could not do heavy work. He was disobedient and took good care of himself. , in order to save a few extra bucks, even the intestines and stomach were horribly damaged. It's infuriating and heartbreaking.

Every time he asked him to take home pastries and tonics, he secretly exchanged them for cash, just like Grandet, for fear that he would not have enough money to take her home.

Now that I have a good eye on her, and knowing that she will make money, I no longer dare to take my body seriously.

There are reasons why wheat and rice can replace whole grains as the staple food.

Unsurprisingly, after this meal, Zhou Banxia put down his chopsticks and rubbed his stomach. He looked at Gu Wenxuan with envy, who could still continue to eat big mouthfuls of rice and meat.

"Would you like some more?"

"No, it's full to the throat. Take a bite of vegetables, the cold courgette (cucumber) tastes very good, and this eggplant is also delicious."

"I can't eat it." Gu Wenxuan never mentioned that he preferred meat dishes to vegetarian dishes. No matter how delicious the cucumber salad is, it is still a cucumber.

Hurt from eating.

It's like sweet potato. It's not in season. You can roast a sweet potato and try it in your spare time and think it tastes good. But if you eat it to satisfy your hunger, you'll get gastric acid.

The old lady had done him terrible harm.

Inflicted by the old lady's thrifty eating habits, this body still has an instinctive resistance to sweet potato stick noodles and wild vegetables.

"Guess who my two brothers envied the most when they were young?" Gu Wenxuan asked as he put down the bowls and chopsticks and asked Zhou Banxia to get up and take a few steps to eat.

"Uncle Yang Qing's big boy?"

It's okay not to mention the other person's nickname. When he mentioned it, Gu Wenxuan shook his head happily.

I have to say that his second grandfather is a talented person. Not only did he give his eldest grandson such a nickname, he also gave his eldest grandson the famous name Gu Wenlan.

There is a saying that goes, 'The blue is better than the blue. His second grandfather said that he wanted to suppress the eldest grandson's horoscope, but he was afraid of overdoing it, so he changed it to the homophonic word "LAN".

"It's not him, that's my aunt's eldest cousin."

"No."

"Gu Dalang?"

Gu Wenxuan shook his head in amusement, "That's not to say I envy him. He is indeed my eldest cousin in my aunt's family. When I was a child, he was the only one of my relatives who could eat meat every day."

She just said, it must be the other person.

Among acquaintances, only the eldest grandson of a butcher's family can beat the boy of an Orion family. How can his grandfather and father, who kills and sells pigs every day, leave his eldest grandson short of a bite of meat.

"As for my aunt, in fact, among her nephews, we are the two brothers she dislikes the most. She often coaxed us to come to her house before we moved to town.

As long as I go to her house, every time I can see my eldest cousin either gnawing on meat bones or eating pig skin jelly, his mouth and hands are all oily.

If we hadn't been reluctant to leave our parents, both of us brothers wanted to be our aunt's sons. In the end, the old lady didn't even let us take us back when we met her in-laws, so we wouldn't be allowed to go.

Afraid that our mother would quarrel with our father because the old lady wouldn't let us go to my aunt's house, my eldest brother and I secretly discussed that when we grew up, we would become our apprentices to my eldest uncle. "

"Why did you change your choice later?"