I became an old man in my leisure time

Gu Ke didn't mean to blame her.

He played in the workshop every day and tried more messy things.

But how to use this Lieyang pan? The instructions said it was for her only.

When I thought about the young lady picking up this big pot with a diameter of half a foot and hitting someone on the head, and she liked red clothes, this... seemed very dangerous.

Besides, this was a big pot used in the "canteen", and he didn't even get the handle.

If she wanted to hit someone with her, Miss Qin would have to grab the edge of the pot with her hands, and the scene was simply beautiful.

These thoughts flashed through Gu Ke's mind, and he could only say calmly: "Okay, this pot is for you, you can make pancakes for yourself in the future."

Miss Qin: "Ah? This, this..."

She didn't know how to make pancakes, but eating pancakes was okay.

Gu Ke didn't care whether she used it to make pancakes or not, anyway, she couldn't make pancakes for himself.

He just dragged her to experiment a few more times, boiled molten iron, and directly used Lieyang blood to shape it into a small disc.

As a result, there was no "super-quality" like the Lieyang Pot, so he gave up.

+10 characteristics, this kind of thing is indeed pure metaphysics.

He simply put the small round plate back into the furnace and made it into the kind of frying pan with handle used in the previous life, and sent it to the kitchen together with the original large frying pan.

At this time, the girls finished their martial arts training one after another, and first went to "inspect" the green linen cloth.

Although they were not as excited as the dust-proof cloth yesterday, they could finally change into new clothes. They couldn't help laughing and dividing the "stolen" one by one.

Then, when cooking, they saw two new frying pans.

The small pot was fine, but the big pot made Xiaoman very satisfied: "This is great, it can fry more than ten pancakes at a time."

Chunxia didn't waste any words at all, took the ready-made dough and vegetables from the warehouse, and started working directly.

The dough is rolled into long strips, brushed with oil, soybean flour, salt, and vegetable shreds, rolled up and rolled into long strips again, and the process of brushing oil, putting fillings, and rolling up is repeated.

Finally, stand it up and slowly press it into a round cake.

At this time, put it on a large pan brushed with oil, fry it on low heat, turn it back and forth, and let both sides appear brown.

In a cup of tea, a large pot of thousand-layer pancakes is ready.

This method was learned by Gu Ke from the Juntun Guokui at the school gate in his previous life.

It’s just that when the Juntun Guokui is brushed with oil, it is also brushed with raw meat filling, but the amount is very small, and it only tastes meaty, but there is no meat chunks.

This one made by Chunxia is a pure vegetable pancake.

Fortunately, when it is slowly fried on low heat, the outer layer of the pancake is exactly the same crispy, and the internal layers are richer than the Guokui that is only brushed once.

The ingredients produced in Xiantian are more fragrant than the rice, flour and rapeseed in the previous life. Even though Chunxia's cooking skills cannot compare with those of the masters, the taste is still slightly better.

Xiaoman, the taster, immediately took one, tore it open and handed half to Xiaoping'er next to him, and took a big bite herself.

The crispy dough broke into pieces, and a crackling sound rang in her mouth.

Her eyebrows and eyes immediately revealed satisfaction and happiness: "Hao Chi, Hao Hao Chi."

Xiaoping'er nodded, indicating "Me too."

On the other side, Chun Xia and Xia also tasted it, but they were not so excited. Instead, they looked at each other and said, "This pancake is much easier to use than the previous one, and the heat is more stable."

"Sir, I think you will like it."

"It's a pity that the soybean paste has not been made yet. It's a pity that there is no sesame as you said, which is easy."

"With sesame, anyone can grind it, so why do we need it? Let's try the soybean paste again. It seems that it can't be fermented all the time."

"By the way, how are the string beans in the jar?"

"It's been seven or eight days. Take it out and have a look later."

The staple food for lunch is the pancake made in the new pan. If you feel it's too oily, you can have a bowl of grain porridge.

Gu Ke habitually accompanies it with tofu brain.

Onion, ginger, garlic water and pepper oil are also spicy.

Even before the large-scale cultivation of peppers, China relied on these few things to get the spiciness.

The difference is not small, but it's better than nothing.

A bite of crispy pancake, a bite of smooth tofu pudding, this feeling... well, it's like the taste of a breakfast shop in the previous life.

Chunxia was looking at a small jar over there, a little nervous: "Did I fail again? I think this is a bit smelly."

"Not a bit, it's too smelly."

"Forget it, I'd better give it to the gentleman after I finish eating it. Well, it's best to give it to him half an hour after eating, so as not to vomit because of the smell."

Gu Ke sensed the whispers of the two women, and simply walked over with the bowl and the pancake, looking at the small jar.

His nose moved slightly, and he keenly detected a familiar smell - a bit like the smell of feet.

But Chunxia would not put their feet on the jar to rub the smell.

His eyes lit up slightly: "Is it beans inside? Very smelly?"

Chunxia looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Gu Ke reached out and wanted to uncover it.

Chunxia was shocked: "Sir, don't."

Gu Ke paused, remembering how he screamed "Ah, why is it so smelly" in his previous life, and decisively gave up opening the lid on the spot.

Otherwise, Miss Qin and Sister Bai would be crazy, and the other women would be angry but not speak out.

Well, except Xiaoman, she would definitely be concerned about whether such smelly beans can still be eaten and how to eat them.

Picking up the small jar and going outside, Gu Ke deliberately walked away before lifting the lid.

A stench hit him in the face, making him take it a little further away, but he immediately took it back.

Holding his breath, he reached out and took out the black, slippery beans from it and threw them into his mouth.

Douchi, this is Douchi. Gu Ke almost immediately confirmed his guess.

It smells like foot odor, and tastes a bit soft, as if it is made of flour.

Even if this jar of Douchi is not a complete version, it is a semi-finished product.

The only pity is that Chunxia only added salt and no other seasonings.

The result is similar to the most common black Douchi, which is smelly and salty.

He turned around and said to Chunxia, ​​who followed him and covered their mouths and noses: "Try it. Add onions, ginger, garlic and peppercorns when putting them into the jar, mix well, add some cold boiled water, and soak another jar."

Chunxia agreed, and then asked curiously: "Sir, what is this? Do you really think it tastes good?"

"This is called fermented black beans." Gu Ke said this and sighed: "This fermented black beans is best fried with chili and pork, and can also be used to steam fish. It is even better to mix it with vegetable oil and chili to make fermented black bean chili sauce. Unfortunately, we don't have any of these."

After thinking about it, he added: "Adding water and seasonings can make water fermented black beans. That one is not so smelly, and it can be used as a cold dish."

Chunxia understood immediately: "I understand, we will make water fermented black beans first."

Gu Ke nodded, he meant that too.

Other dried fermented black beans and black fermented black beans are almost useless, and no one eats them after they are made.

Including himself, he likes to eat salt-fried meat, fish with fermented black beans, Lao Gan Ma spicy fermented black bean sauce, and water fermented black beans. He is not interested in ordinary fermented black beans.

It can only be said that the smell of fermented black beans is really anti-human.

Most people put dried fermented black beans next to them, and they will be woken up by the smell when they sleep, which is not much different from being woken up by the smell of smelly feet next to them in the carriage.

The only good thing is that fermented black beans are not as psychologically "polluting" as smelly feet.

After the three of them finished talking, Chunxia covered the jar of fermented black beans and sent it back to the warehouse.

Gu Ke went back to the room to continue eating breakfast.

Xiaoman beside him sniffed: "What's the smell? Old Gu, didn't you wash your feet last night?"

Gu Ke: "...Yes, I'll put my feet in your mouth later and make you stink to death."

On the other side, Qin Bai's two daughters who heard him talking with Chunxia couldn't help laughing, but they were also full of vigilance against fermented black beans.

Including the so-called water bean curd that Gu Ke mentioned, they would never taste even a bite.

The thought of food that smells like feet makes me feel uncomfortable.

…

Two days later, Gu Ke got his new clothes.

He gave up the dust-repellent cloth on his own initiative, and the advantage was that the two sets of new clothes, including the tights, were made by the women together.

Not only was it fast, but he also decided the style himself, with a fit and fine stitching.

Wearing the flexible +5 green linen cloth on his upper body, he vaguely felt like he was wearing an ice silk T-shirt and shorts in his previous life.

Yes, what he wanted was a combination of a long-sleeved round-neck T-shirt and straight-leg cropped pants - in fact, it was an old man's shirt and large shorts. In the summer evenings of his previous life, many old men would dress like this.

Put on a pair of fine straw sandals made of small straw sandals, and you will feel comfortable and at ease when working in the fields.

Whether it is green linen or straw sandals, they can be washed in water and dried on Yulong Peak for half an hour to be as dry as before, which is not troublesome at all.

In the end, Qin Bai and his wife each got two sets of dust-repellent cloth, and Liang Xiao and Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju each got one set.

Chun, Xia, Qiu and Dong didn't get much, so they simply used them to make small underwear. They were flexible +5 and not afraid of sweat stains, so they were absolutely suitable.

No one complained, after all, Gu Ke, who made the dust-repellent cloth, only wore clothes with flexibility +5.

Besides, the piece of green linen cloth with flexibility +5 was only used a little, and the piece of flexible +1 was not touched at all. These were enough for the women to make two more sets of new clothes.

And without the dust-repellent feature, the cutting and design did not need to be so careful, and they could make it according to their favorite style, which made people happier.

Even in the previous life, many women bought clothes worth dozens or hundreds of yuan on Taobao, just to make them look good.

A group of women looked around his new clothes, commenting: "Simple style, easy to put on and take off."

"No buttons or belts are needed, so it won't fall off or tear."

"It can be done with two symmetrical pieces of cloth, and the two sleeves can be made of scraps of cloth, which is easy to cut and sew."

Of course, no one mentioned the shortcomings.

There is a reason why round-necked old man's shirts and big shorts have become the "standard" for uncles in later generations.

It is very comfortable to wear, without any extra things, in other words, it is unfashionable and rustic.

Middle-aged and elderly people don't care, most of them pursue comfort, and young people don't like it much.

Of course, this is not reflected in Gu Ke.

The Wuxiang Zhenjing just broke through level 60 two days ago, and the four major attributes were added +60 again, which means that his current physical fitness is as high as 270.

According to his estimation, the physical fitness of ordinary adults who have not practiced martial arts in Dawu basically fluctuates between 20-30.

Now Gu Ke's physical fitness alone is almost ten times that of ordinary people, or even more.

With the superposition of multiple characteristics, the warriors in the first round were no match for him at all. In the second round, the fourth turn had no way to deal with him, and only the fifth turn could suppress him.

He was probably above the fourth turn, but not yet the fifth turn. He was only below Qin Bai and the other two women in the valley, and was definitely the third person.

High physique brought high growth. At this moment, he was tall and straight, slender and strong, with broad shoulders and long legs, and was an excellent clothes rack.

Even if he was wearing an old man's shirt and big shorts, he was still pleasing to the eyes of the women.

The two Qiudong women, who had some writing skills, had words like "free and casual" and "unrestrained and uninhibited" in their minds.

Anyway, if a person is good-looking, picking the nose can be understood in this way, and you can also say that you are good at discovering the beauty of someone.

Xiaoman didn't say anything, and started directly, shouting: "I want it too, my new clothes are made like this."

Can you really wear that big round neckline? And without the belt, aren't you afraid of pulling your chest? Bai Suqing turned her head speechlessly.

As for Gu Ke, she couldn't say anything against her will: Well, this must be the effect of that affinity halo.

When she was telling herself so, Sister Bai suddenly had an idea, raised her head slightly, and looked in the direction of the pergola on the peak.

Immediately, everyone, including Gu Ke, looked up, turned their heads to look in the same direction, and then turned from west to east with the same rhythm and frequency.

In the sky, a bright red disk slowly flew up from the peak and moved horizontally to the east.

Well, that's not the sun.

Because the sun should be "standing", but this red disk is level with the ground.

On the red disk, a pretty figure in a red robe stood, like an immortal, riding the wind... er, well, it should be riding the "disk".

Juqin couldn't help but cry out softly: "Miss?"

Bai Suqing frowned, and a faint green blood aura emanated from her body, which made everyone's mind clear.

"She is trying to control the disc, don't disturb her, otherwise..." She didn't say the rest.

But the women and Gu Ke all understood.

A six-turn warrior can indeed burst out blood aura in a short period of time and walk in the air.

But compared with the seven-turn warrior, the stability is not on the same level.

The former is a long-distance vertical leap, and the latter is the real flying in the air.

If Miss Qin falls off the peak, she will be smashed into a pulp if the timing is a little worse.

Gu Ke frowned and stared at the disc under her feet. He felt familiar at first sight.

Immediately understood: Damn! This is the scorching sun pan.

Is this something that can be stepped on? Uh, well, that's not the point. The point is to step on it and go to the sky.

Miss, you don't want to be a good Red Wolf, but you want to be Nezha!

Nezha at least has two wheels, so the force is balanced. You don't have to worry about falling headfirst into the ground if you step on a frying pan!

Although he complained, Gu Ke had already stood at the stone platform near the outside of the peak.

If the young lady really fell, he would have to jump over and catch her.

He has the lightness of floating on water, which is enough for the two of them to stay in the air for a longer time, so that the young lady can fly them back.

But after a look at his perception, Gu Ke realized that he was thinking too much.

Miss Qin was never stupid. She was holding a wire vine with a dart head in her hands hidden in her sleeves.

In case of an accident, she only needed to throw the rope dart towards Yulong Peak to avoid a "crash".

After a moment, she even controlled the frying pan and flew back steadily and landed on the stone platform.

Not only was her expression calm, but her blood and qi fluctuations were also extremely stable, and it was obvious that she had some strength left.