Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

  Chapter 139 Drink as you please

"Doing things for my own family, what's the hard work?" Zhou Yi followed Song Xi's instructions and cut the large intestine into two or three centimeters. After cutting, he handed it to Song Xi, "Daughter-in-law, remember to write down , I will do it later.”

   "Okay!" Song Xi responded readily, "By the way, the things in the basket are for your dad. You haven't made dinner yet, so you just give it to him."

   "My dad is really happy to have such a good daughter-in-law like you." Zhou Yi lifted the little basket and said with emotion.

  Song Xi asked curiously, "What about you, Brother Yi? Are you happy?"

   "Extremely happy." Before Zhou Yi left, he leaned over and kissed Song Xi on the forehead, and then went out with a small basket.

  Seeing Zhou Yi's embarrassing look, Song Xi smiled helplessly, and then went to the stove to make fried sausages.

  Song Xi used two large iron pots to finish cooking the 20-jin large intestines, divided them into a pot with lard, and put the rest in the supermarket for later when he wanted to eat.

  Since Song Xi bought the stove and came back, the stove is used for cooking and bath water at home.

  As for the big iron pot that was originally used for cooking rice, it was used to process crabs when it was too late to process so many crabs in one pot.

  So no matter how clean the pot is, using that pot to boil water for a bath will still feel greasy.

  So now the two pots at home are used for cooking.

  Since Song Xi donated pots and pans to Pingan Village last time, he still has a few old iron pots left in his hands.

  She wanted Zhou Yi to use mud bricks to build another hearth in the yard, but it was the time to harvest late rice soon, so Song Xi didn't mention this matter, let's talk about it later!

   Zhou Yi came back soon, and went to the stove house to take over Song Xi's next work.

  Daughter-in-law is for pain, he won't let her do the laundry and cooking for him all the time, it's not bad to come here occasionally.

  After the task of cooking was handed over to Zhou Yi, Song Xi went to check the rice on the stove. While washing the rice, she added a handful of green rice to it. When the lid was lifted, the aroma wafted into the nostrils.

  Green rice is called green rice, which is a traditional rice planted in Zhejiang and has a relatively low yield.

  It has a unique appearance, a certain aroma, and rich nutrition.

  It is usually one season a year, sown in May and harvested in October. The rice husk is black and the bran is light green.

   There are not many green rice with high nutritional value in her supermarket, at most no more than two thousand catties.

  So she never sold it out, and kept it for her family to eat.

  But there are seeds of this kind of rice in the supermarket, but she does not plan to take the seeds out, because the fields are owned by the village collective, and they will be confiscated if they are taken out.

   If it is planted in the vegetable garden and someone reports it, the loss outweighs the gain.

  Zhou Yi made a dish of cold fungus, a dish of rattan vegetable and egg soup, plus the fried sausage made by Song Xi. Two dishes and one soup are enough for two people.

   "Daughter-in-law, the smell of the rice today is a bit strange!" Zhou Yi was a little surprised when a fresh fragrance came over his face when he was serving the meal.

"Yes, that's because I added a handful of green rice to it. I didn't expect there to be a village growing green rice outside!" Song Xi took Zhou Yisheng's rice, sat down and ate it, "But the rice yield is very large. Low, their family didn’t get a few catties, so I only bought two catties, a small handful at a time, enough for us to eat for a while, if I meet other people selling green rice next time, I’ll buy some more Come back, although it is a bit expensive, it is really worth buying this!"

   "Well, as long as the daughter-in-law likes it." Zhou Yi filled the meal, sat down opposite Song Xi, and began to taste the fried sausage made by Song Xi.

   It is spicy and spicy, and it is really delicious. He has never eaten such a delicious fried sausage.

  The little daughter-in-law really has a lot of research on food, but their family is rich, so they can eat as long as they can buy it, so don't treat your mouth badly!

  Song Xi handed the tea mug to Zhou Yi, "Drink some herbal tea to relieve the spiciness."

  When she was making sautéed sausages, she took a large bottle of so-and-so Ji herbal tea from the supermarket, poured a teacup for each person, and kept the rest in the supermarket for drinking next time.

Zhou Yi looked at the dark tea, frowned slightly, Song Xi just caught it, and smiled helplessly, "Drink it at ease, it's not poisonous, have you heard too many stories about Wu Dalang? I'm a little village girl, where can I go?" To do those outlandish things?"

  Besides, Wu Dalang's incident is clearly false, it was maliciously slandered by others. In modern times, the truth can be found on the Internet, but she can't tell it now!

  Zhou Yichong and Song Xi smirked, "I'm just curious, how can I think so much? Even if it's really poison, as long as it's prepared by my wife, I can drink it."

   As he said that, he took a sip. Although the taste was a bit strange, it was quite delicious, but the tea flavor in it was not strong, and there was a refreshing feeling. The name of herbal tea is really correct.

   "What nonsense are you talking about?" Song Xi rolled his eyes at him coquettishly, "With me here, I will let you taste all the delicacies in this world."

  Don’t look at Song Xi who just graduated and ran a Hanfu studio, and later opened a large supermarket, but Song Xi still has a lot of time for herself.

  When she is alone, she likes to learn some life skills on the Internet.

  For example, cooking, not to mention the eight major cuisines, as long as the kitchen utensils are complete, Western food can also be prepared.

  Learn from friends to make pastries, preserved fruit, brew fruit wine, make handmade soap, extract hydrosol and essential oil from flowers...

  In her short life of more than 20 years, she really learned a lot of skills.

  The skills learned in modern times have become her most precious wealth.

   It's just that there is no such condition to come up with now!

   "I'm not interested in the so-called delicacy in this world, the delicacy I'm interested in is right in front of me." Zhou Yi looked at Song Xi with deep and tender eyes.

  Song Xi was embarrassed by Zhou Yi's look. After glaring at him, he speeded up his meal.

  Because she plans to visit the little shelduck once.

  Under the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, the shelduck looks different every day.

  The little shelduck can quack, but not loudly, unlike the quack quack of the great white duck.

  At night, when both of them packed up and lay down to rest, Song Xi turned his back to Zhou Yi, closed his eyes, and entered the roof of the supermarket consciously.

   As a result, I was frightened by the sight in front of me.

   Unexpectedly, it was pitch black.

  It seems that the world on the top of the building has the same flow of time as the outside. It is night outside, and it is also night on the top of the building.

   Only the inner space of the supermarket and the underground garage are still, but the temperature on the roof is higher than the temperature outside, and Song Xi doesn't feel cold inside.

  Song Xi came to the greenhouse, pressed the switch on the lights in the greenhouse, and immediately the whole balcony was lit with warm yellow lights.

  (end of this chapter)