Putting the apples and duck eggs on the ground, Cheng Zhiguo waited quietly.

After nearly an hour, he smashed a duck egg, and a stench came out.

really.

He broke the other duck eggs and found that they were all stinky.

After waiting for a while, the apples also began to rot, and the speed was so fast that it was almost visible to the naked eye.

call--

Cheng Zhiguo breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

This house is really a treasure.

If this is old, it must not be published?
Cough!

Putting aside this idea of ​​seeking death at this stage, Cheng Zhiguo walked out of the house, intending to do a few more experiments to accurately time the flow rate.

After tossing all night, Cheng Zhiguo was roughly determined.

The time flow in the room is nearly a hundred times that of the outside world.

This gave him a headache, because the time flow is too fast, and many ideas are not easy to implement, such as ripening, storage, planting and poultry raising.

It's easy to overdo it if you're not careful.

But there are many benefits, such as wine making, cultural relics storage and so on.

It was already dawn, Cheng Zhiguo didn't think about it any more, he got out of the system, got up and went to work.

"Snowing?"

After getting up, Cheng Zhiguo looked at the vast expanse of whiteness outside, covered in white.

"Well, how about you try this sweater."

Zheng Juan came over, stretched the sweater in her hand, and handed it to Cheng Zhiguo.

Cheng Zhiguo asked unexpectedly, "You weaved it?"

"Well, I don't have anything to do at home, so I'm thinking about knitting clothes for you and Guangming. I just wove it last night, and it's just right, and I can use it today."

If it was really finished last night, it would have been given to him last night.

It is very likely that Zheng Juan found out that it was snowing, so she got up overnight to knit the sweater.

Cheng Zhiguo's heart trembled slightly, and a feeling of pity welled up in his heart.

It was different from the simple desire to find a woman with a good personality who was worth spending a lifetime with in the past. At this time, he really felt distressed in his heart.

The beautiful, kind woman in front of her, who was slowly accepting him, also regarded him as her heaven.

Cheng Zhiguo was speechless for a while, he stretched out his hand to grab Zheng Juan, and embraced her in his arms.

Zheng Juan's body stiffened instantly.

"I... my mother is getting up soon."

"It's okay, let me hug you for a while."

Zheng Juan hesitated for a moment, then hummed lightly.

She wanted to raise her hand, and tried to put it on Cheng Zhiguo's waist, but after all, she still didn't have the courage, and she tried several times without success.

There was a rustling sound from inside the house.

Zheng Juan was startled, and quickly pushed Cheng Zhiguo away, then checked her clothes with a guilty conscience.

Seeing this, Cheng Zhiguo couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to scratch Zheng Juan's nose lightly.

"I am going tocook."

Zheng Juan blushed and ran into the kitchen in a panic.

Cheng Zhiguo walked out of the house, stood in the thick snow, and looked at the gray sky.

The wind in Sijiu City is unique, especially after it snows.

The biting cold pierced through the crevices of his clothes and hit his skin, making his skin crawl.

Please take a leave in the afternoon and help Zheng Juan to buy cotton clothes in advance.

After dinner, when walking to the factory, Cheng Zhiguo met Yi Zhonghai and others at the gate of the courtyard who were also going to work.

Cheng Zhiguo didn't mean to say hello, but his eyes fell on Xu Damao.

In the cold weather, Xu Damao actually wore an old-fashioned suit, not even a coat, shivering from the cold.

"Xu Damao, what are you doing?" The second uncle asked in surprise.

Xu Damao tucked his hair, which was clearly well-groomed, sniffling his nose, and said triumphantly: "Second uncle, today I'm going on a blind date."

"You don't have to dress like this for a blind date, aren't you cold?"

"What do you know? This is demeanor!" Xu Damao's legs were shaking.

"nerve."

Everyone was too lazy to talk to him anymore.

Blind date?

In this way, Lou Xiaoe is about to appear.

Cheng Zhiguo was a little emotional.

The director of the rolling mill has a very high status and rank, but his daughter is married to an ordinary person like Xu Damao with little background, which shows the oppression and neglect of class in this era.

But some things cannot be eliminated by suppression.

Most of the marriages of the wrong families end in tragedy.

Do you want to destroy it?
Not to mention that Xu Damao is a real villain, and he has no way of having children. It was a mistake for Lou Xiaoe to be with him from the beginning to the end.

But he quickly dismissed the idea.

He's not a saint. Although I thought Lou Xiao'e was pretty good when watching TV dramas, there are so many good people in the world, so what does it have to do with him?
Everyone has their own destiny. In this difficult era, he only needs to protect the people around him.

In the morning, he went to work honestly. In the afternoon, Cheng Zhiguo asked for leave and went straight to the market.

First, I went to the library.

After looking around, the method he found to use the small black house was similar to his previous cognition.

Tangerine peel, old vinegar, wine, tea, etc.

It’s okay to say that there are a lot of tea leaves and tangerine peels in the system, but it’s useless to store aged vinegar and wine in bottles, it will only lead to a decrease in alcohol content, and you need to get those puree and original bottles to be useful.

It's hard to find these days, they are all public property.

Cheng Zhiguo bought a few related books and planned to study them by himself first.

Wine and the like, it is quite easy to make.

Coming out of the library, Cheng Zhiguo came to the supply and marketing cooperative, bought a pack of cigarettes, and handed it directly to the woman who collected the money: "Aunt Hong, I have a question for you."

"You boy, let me go out with my left hand and go in with my right hand?"

Aunt Hong stuffed the cigarette back, "Ask, they are neighbors, don't do this."

"Do you know that there is no black market in Forty-Nine City?"

Aunt Hong glanced at him: "Zhiguo, don't think about it, this kind of thing is against the law. I heard that you are going to marry a wife, and you have been promoted to a fifth-level fitter? Are you not satisfied with your current life? Don't be foolish. "

Cheng Zhiguo smiled and said, "Aunt Hong, where are you going? I just want to buy something, and the supply and marketing cooperative can't buy it."

Aunt Hong frowned for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "There is a street in Lingnan Hutong. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a market. Now there are gatherings on the first and fifteenth nights of every month. If you need anything, you can go and have a look." .”

After finishing speaking, he said worriedly: "Pay attention to yourself, don't think about it blindly."

"All right, thanks."

After speaking, he turned and walked out.

"Brat, take the cigarette away."

Cheng Zhiguo waved his hand: "No one in our family smokes, give it to Uncle Wang."

He knows that Lingnan Hutong is only two or three miles away from here, but there are still a few days before the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, so he can only wait.

The things to be done are almost done, Cheng Zhiguo is going to buy clothes for Zheng Juan.

……

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