Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Boom, boom, boom!

Gu Siwei stretched out his hand to knock the baked pancake, looking dumbfounded.

Not only Gu Siwei, Hu Yanqiu also had this expression at the moment, because the pancake in Gu Siwei's hand actually made a sound like a drum.

"Are you sure you can eat this?"

Gu Siwei looked at the pancake in his hand, turned it over and looked at it for a while, and then asked Sun Qiumei and his wife who were frying pancakes beside the pot.

Sun Qiumei was turning over another pancake and said without looking back: "How can it not be eaten? Not only is it edible, but it is also very delicious, and the taste is different between hot and cold. When it is cold, it is chewy, and when it is hot, it is chewy. It’s crispy. If you don’t believe it, you can try it, but the dish is not ready yet. Once it is done, it will be delicious when you put it in!”

With that said, Gu Siwei swallowed when he saw Sun Qiumei.

Suck!

Sun Qiumei was a little embarrassed and said to Gu Siwei: "I'm drooling as I talk."

"As you can tell, I'm almost dying."

Next to him, Zhao Fangming also praised his newlywed daughter-in-law.

Gu Weiwei looked at the pancake in his hand again.

The pancake is very big, the average pancake is only about ten centimeters in diameter, but this pancake is almost over fifty centimeters, and it is not thin, it is almost four to five centimeters thick.

The outer layer was baked hard, and it felt like a stone in his hand. Gu Siwei tried to squeeze it, but he couldn't do it at all. This was still a pancake that had just come out of the pan.

"How do you eat this? If you eat a piece like this, let alone one meal, a few meals will be enough."

Gu Siwei looked at the pancake, thinking that there was a bit of a wild dog eating the tortoise, and he felt like he couldn't eat it.

Sun Qiumei was now free, so she put the lid back on the pot and put a new pancake into the pan. She turned around and saw Gu Siwei holding a pancake. Next to her, Hu Yanqiu's eyes widened. She felt funny in her heart. The two of them looked at each other. The pancakes are like a fool, which is really interesting.

"You definitely can't bite this and eat it. You have to saw it open before you eat it," Sun Qiumei said.

When Gu Siwei heard this, he suddenly realized and said with a smile: "What do I mean, this thing can't be broken apart. You can't just bite it with your teeth. Even if your teeth are good, it will probably be broken after a few bites."

"By the way, we don't have a saw at home. Let them bring a saw tomorrow?" Gu Siwei thinks that when we go to pick up everyone tomorrow, should we ask them to bring their own saws for eating cakes? Isn't it hygienic for each person to bring one?

"The saw I mentioned is not what you thought. Well, we brought it over for you. Zhao Fangming, please bring the saw over here," Sun Qiumei said.

After hearing this, Zhao Fangming ran to the door, went to the cabinet where he had put his bag, opened the bag, and took out a roll of wire from inside.

Gu Siwei didn't understand why Zhao Fangming came back with the wire.

"This is the saw, the saw for eating pancakes." Zhao Fangming smiled and gestured at Gu Siwei.

Gu Siwei was about to say something, but when his eyes fell on the wire, he instantly understood that Zhao Fangming was right, this thing was really a saw.

Iron wire is not iron wire, but a circular saw blade. To be precise, it is a saw wire. There are saw teeth on the iron wire. In this case, you only need to find something to stretch the wire, or you can just hold it up with two hands and you can cut it without stretching it. Something.

"It's really a saw."

Hu Yanqiu also saw this thing clearly at this moment.

Zhao Fangming pulled away the saw wire in his hand and gestured at the cake in Gu Siwei's hand: "Should I do it or should you do it yourself?"

"You do it!"

Gu Siwei was afraid that he would make a fool of himself, so he gave the cake in his hand to Zhao Fangming.

Zhao Fangming took the cake and put it on the table. He held up the saw wire with both hands and began to pull the saw back and forth in the middle of the cake.

Gu Siwei's job used to be a bit technical, but after looking at it, he felt that it was too easy. The laborious scene he imagined did not happen. Zhao Fangming saw the cake as smoothly as a knife cutting tofu.

"It doesn't look that hard," Gu Siwei said.

Zhao Fangming said: "It's just come out of the pan, so naturally it's not very hard. If you leave it out all day and night to wait for tomorrow, the pancake will be quite hard. It won't work if you cut it like this. You'll have to find a bamboo bow and saw wire." It's stretched, but it won't be too hard, it's made of flour, not stone."

"I don't think this thing is much different from a stone," Gu Siwei said with a sigh.

Hu Yanqiu asked with a little doubt at this time: "This thing is really edible? Will it not chip your teeth?"

Zhao Fangming had already cut the pancake in two. After hearing Hu Yanqiu's words, he saw off a small piece from half of the pancake with a smile, and sent a piece the size of a mahjong piece to Hu Yanqiu.

"Taste it, don't try to chew the outer shell, melt it with saliva first, and then eat the flesh inside..."

After Zhao Fangming finished speaking, he waited for Hu Yanqiu to take over the pancake. He then cut out two small pieces from the big pancake and handed them to Gu Siwei and Sicui who were lighting the fire.

After taking the pancake, Gu Siwei followed Zhao Fangming's instructions and put the pancake into his mouth.

I was originally looking forward to eating a wonderful taste, but unfortunately, Gu Siwei really didn't taste anything special. It was just the smell of wheat, and the shell had a slight burnt aroma. Apart from the hard shell and iron plate, it was the same as ordinary ones. The pancakes taste almost the same.

Oh, there is still a slight difference, that is, this pancake obviously has a strong alkali gas, and the flesh is yellow, which clearly belongs to the category of alkaline noodle pancakes.

Gu Siwei was embarrassed to say that this thing was just so-so. The couple had been busy working on it for a long time.

Just when I was about to say something to deal with it, or say something against my will, and give some positive comments on the couple's work, I heard Sicui speak.

"It doesn't seem to taste as good as before. Now the pancake tastes just average."

Sicui looked at the half-filled pancake in her hand and said to Sun Qiumei, who was frying pancakes.

After hearing this, Sun Qiumei felt that she had lost her craft today, so she asked her husband for a piece and put it in her mouth to taste it. She found that the taste was still as wonderful as before, so she smiled at Sicui and said.

"The taste hasn't changed. But you're right if it doesn't taste good. You often eat polished rice and white flour in the current living conditions of Siwei. Naturally, you don't feel good about eating these things. But for ordinary people, this stuff is really too much." How delicious it is.

Did you hear Dezhu say a word this afternoon? "

Gu Siwei asked: "What are you talking about?"

"Even if there is no food at all, he can eat three or four bowls of white rice," Sun Qiumei said with a smile.

"This guy can satisfy him now. Their rice has been harvested," Gu Siwei said cheerfully.

After hearing this, Sun Qiumei said: "Why are you willing to give up? Such good rice must be exchanged for grain with other people. After all, one pound can be exchanged for one pound, two or three taels. An extra pound of grain will make life easier for the whole body." .

If nothing else, you have to be prepared for a disaster or something. In short, the whole village has enough food for you to eat, and I guess there is no other family except yours."

"So much needs to be exchanged for food?"

Gu Siwei was a little surprised. Two days ago, he heard that this year's new grain could be exchanged for other people's poor grain. Gu Siwei thought it was just an individual, but now that he heard Sun Qiumei say this, he realized that the whole village was doing this.

Sun Qiumei said: "It's not necessary to exchange it. Some people's grain is not up to standard at all. If you take that kind of grain and hand it over to the public grain station, the grain station will not accept it. If they don't accept it, there is no other way but to exchange it for good grain and hand it over." But for our village, it is equivalent to growing at least 10% or 20% more food in the fields.”

Listening to what Sun Qiumei said, Gu Siwei could only sigh. The life of farmers is really difficult now. In comparison, the lives of the folks living in the mountains are better.

"But don't go out and say this. If we produce good grain here, maybe someone will be jealous and say that there is a lot of grain in our land, and they might have to collect taxes," said Uncle Chuanwu. If anyone talks about it, I will pay it to your family directly."

Gu Siwei listened happily and said nothing.

Everyone was just talking and working at the same time.

By the time the sun went down, the pancakes had not yet been completely baked.

There was no other way, so Gu Siwei had no choice but to take out the gas lamp again, lit it and hung it up, letting Sun Qiumei continue to bake pancakes.

Although everyone is hungry, there is nothing we can do about it. The work must be done before the stove can be freed for cooking. Otherwise, everyone will still be hungry when they should be hungry.

It was completely dark and the moon was hanging in the night sky. Gu Siwei estimated that it was almost eight or nine o'clock when Sun Qiumei shoveled the last piece of cake out of the pot.

The next step is to make dinner.

There's nothing much to say. Now that the pancakes are available, let's cook. I simply fry two large pots of salty vegetables and cook a pot of stick noodle porridge.

Everyone just finished dinner together.

It was too late, and the couple didn't have any children at home, so they stayed at Gu Siwei's home to avoid having to travel back and forth.

The two of them didn't choose a place. They stayed in the utility room that Gu Siwei had originally prepared for the night.

It wasn't that Gu Siwei was neglecting the couple, but that the couple refused to live in Gu Siwei's study. They were not comfortable living in it, because Gu Siwei's study was relatively clean, and they were afraid of messing up and getting things dirty.

Both of them are picky people and are afraid that their behavior will cause trouble to others, so in comparison, the utility room is more suitable for them.

Gu Siwei can also understand this feeling. He has also experienced it himself, that is, entering a five-star hotel, a particularly luxurious one, his heart trembles after being locked in, for fear that he will cause something to make people laugh.

But after a while, I became thick-skinned and no longer had this psychological burden. Later, every time I didn't flirt with my colleagues at the hotel front desk, I felt like I had never stayed in a hotel.

After everyone had been working for a long time, Sun Qiumei and his wife took a bath by the canal and then went back to the house to sleep.

Gu Siwei, Hu Yanqiu and Sicui did not stay outside for long, and one after another went back to the house to rest within half an hour.