Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts.

Chapter 30 30. Xiaoda

Huaiyu didn't know what Zhou Qian said.

Her memory started from the census of the entire population on March 8. She had no idea of ​​what everyone had subconsciously learned during the six years of the disaster.

It's because I have some understanding of normal life that I don't look like a fool. Huaiyu touched the top of her head with pity. Her brain was really getting better!

But now, the city may be full of curses, but in this silent and invisible Rose Corridor, there is nothing. She can only stare blankly at the dark rain curtain.

The Rose Corridor, which had been a little short-tempered before, but overall quite docile, was snarling in the rain, while Sanqing Mountain, which could not be seen in the middle of the night, seemed to be filled with deeper terror at this moment.

Just now she said that the mountains are her home, but now that it rains, her home... is gone?

The docile and lovely Qiangwei Corridor has gone crazy. Can she still eat her juicy wild vegetables and mushrooms that she hasn’t eaten yet?

Probably not.

Looking at the soybeans that were about to be eaten, Huaiyu's face collapsed.

(p′︵‵.)

If I had known this, these soybeans would be great to use as seeds. The rest would be bought and stored in nutrient solution, which would last for a month or two!

Then wait for the rain to stop, carefully plant the seeds in the ground, and then cooperate with the superpower. After a month or two... you can always produce a little, right?

But now that the beans have been soaked, there is no way to plant them in the heavy rain. Huaiyu struggled for a long time, and finally broke the jar and threw it:

It’s all like this, you can’t plant it anyway, just eat it! At worst, she would go back to harvest the beans, and those selling vegetable seedlings. She still remembered that pepper seedlings cost 10 cents a piece!

At this moment, he raised his palms, fished out half of the beans, and put them directly into the pot.

After thinking about it, he put his hand into the water again, squeezing out the slightest bit of supernatural power that he had just recovered from...

Wisps of inexplicable substances surged from the palm of her hand into the water. Huaiyu widened her eyes and watched as the water that she felt was dirty gradually became clear and clean...

Although there were still some impurities floating in the water, it just made her feel cleaner.

Then he turned around and looked at the water he wanted to drink in the mineral water bucket aside...

Her face fell instantly.

…

After purifying a whole bucket of water, Huaiyu sat there and almost felt like he was shaking even when he raised his arms.

At this moment, I was panting heavily and rested for a while. Then I added more firewood and put the pot up.

The flames rose instantly, and because there was still smoke in the room, the door was still not closed. A bit of coolness from the rain drifted in, making people feel uncomfortable.

Huaiyu adjusted the direction, and after the pot was hot, he put in the handful of soybeans he had just fished out. It had only been soaked in water for more than half an hour. The skin of the soybeans was only slightly softened, but the inside was still hard.

But it doesn't matter.

She followed her memory and used a wooden spatula to pull the beans. After the fire quickly dried up the moisture on them, she took out the firewood from the stove and turned to a low fire to slowly roast them.

Frying and flipping at the same time is now a little fun to kill this boring night.

And as bursts of burnt aroma slowly gushed out, Huaiyu's resentment and fatigue disappeared in an instant.

She became energetic and stared at the pot with almost intense eyes! I heard the occasional crackling sound of soybeans inside, which was very pleasant to my ears.

The slightly cracked spots on the soybeans in the pot were already showing a little bit of brown color. Huaiyu could only feel his saliva dripping while turning the beans.

She closed her eyes and immersed herself in the touching aroma. She felt that she had never been so greedy.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw a small, wet thing next to the flickering shadow of the jumping fire, looking at her carefully with its black eyes.

Why?

Huaiyu looked over with wide eyes and found that the wet little thing looked a bit like the field mouse that he had sponsored!

I don’t know if it’s because of the rain, but the color of the hair on its body is different from before. It looks like maroon or orange.

At this moment, the little field mouse huddled in a ball and looked at her pitifully, as if it was rubbing against the warmth of the flames or the aroma of soybeans. Huaiyu:…

She thought of her peanuts, yam beans, and two large pots of mung beans that she had acquired from the defense army, and she felt a little guilty at this moment.

Then she smiled even more lovingly:

"Xiaotian, although I received a little sponsorship from you, I also share my 600 acres of land with you."

"As a field mouse, it's best to be content."

The vole who somehow got the name [Xiao Tian] squeaked and moved quickly towards the fire. Looking up at her, he looked even more pitiful.

Huaiyu was still very determined: "Where is the 600 acres of land..."

"Squeak!"

"No field mouse has achieved what you have!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

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"The greedy little field mouse will be caught by the owl!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

“…”

"Okay, okay, if it's raining so heavily, I'll be merciful and let you warm yourself by the fire. But you have to go out after you're done baking..."

"squeak…"

"You're so greedy...Forget it, come on, I'll give you another piece of beans, there won't be any more."

"Zhizhi..."

"Three! Just three! There's not much more left. I'm going to spread the salt!"

Huaiyu took the spatula and carefully picked out three soybeans, put them to his mouth and blew them before pouring them into his palm.

The soybeans have been thoroughly fried, and the dry yellow skin has wide cracks. There are burnt black spots on the whole beans from time to time. They are turned back and forth in the pot, which is particularly attractive.

She placed the soybeans next to the stove. The field mouse squeaked and couldn't wait to move forward!

When she got closer to the mouth of the stove, Huaiyu realized that just now she didn't notice that the vole's wet fur had become darker in color. Now after some bargaining, Xiaotian's fur was already half dry.

The flames in the stove danced, reflecting the orange color of its hair, with a halo-like golden edge at the ends.

Still, it’s pretty good-looking!

Huaiyu wanted to touch it for a moment.

But she quickly came back to her senses and realized that she didn't have many soybeans in her handful, so she puffed up her cheeks and watched the field mice eat the soybeans, then carefully poured out a pinch of salt and sprinkled it evenly on the beans. superior.

The salt grains melted quickly under the high temperature and quickly penetrated into the beans. She tossed the beans twice, which were already cracked and blackened at the edges. She took a deep breath, held up the spatula and announced loudly:

"Wow! I'm the master chef! My crispy caramelized salted soybeans!!"

The next moment, a soft laugh suddenly came.

Huaiyu looked at the door warily for a moment!

There was still a damp cold wind blowing outside the door, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen.

But at this moment, what was surging in her heart was definitely not curiosity, but huge horror and uneasiness!

Here it comes!

(End of chapter)