Siheyuan: Take control of the overall situation, don’t mess with me

Especially food, which is extremely scarce.

Even if this is Forty-Nine City, it's not much better.

Everyone has to buy food, not to mention money, but also to buy things with food stamps.

The people in the courtyard house, relying on those daily rations, can barely make ends meet.

Apples, this precious fruit, are even more unimaginable luxury items!

Ordinarily visiting relatives, Chinese New Year and holidays, may not be able to afford it, or even can't be bought.

But this sail turned over and turned out of thin air!

"Brother, what a powerful magic trick! My brother is the most powerful!"

The five-year-old Xiao Nuannuan doesn't think so much!

He looked at his brother with admiration.

"Obey, let's eat..."

Zhang Fan smiled and rubbed the little dumpling.

There is no magic.

It's just a necessary system for the protagonist to travel through.

Not long after Zhang Fan traveled to this world, he had already awakened his system.

Simple check-in system, once a month.

But the rewards given are never simple.

For the first time, the system directly rewarded him with a huge portable space.

The second time is the top traditional Chinese medicine inheritance and medical master level medical skills.

The third time was even more powerful, master-level Bajiquan was mastered.

In addition, there are many clean sources of cash, supplies, and bills.

The hand just now was nothing more than taking out an apple that was stored before from the portable space.

It's just a trick to coax my sister!

It can be said that only by virtue of this system.

Zhang Fan had the confidence to bring his only biological sister with him by blood.

In this era, live without worry.

Not to mention, he is also like a prophet, knowing everything that will happen in the future!

"Brother, apples are delicious, eat them first..."

Although the stomach is already croaking with hunger.

But the sensible Xiao Nuannuan still suppressed her greed and pushed the apple in front of her brother

Looking at it, Zhang Fan's heart immediately felt warm.

Such a well-behaved and sensible little dumpling, who would not treat him like a baby!

"Nuan Nuan, my brother is not hungry, you eat this apple first to fill your stomach, and my brother will cook something delicious for you!

After gently exhorting my sister for a few words.

Zhang Fan stood up and came to the table.

First, I looked at the envelope, which contained two thick stacks of cash and two death certificates

A full 2000 yuan!

In this era, it is definitely an unimaginable huge sum of money.

But in Zhang Fan's heart, he had no intention of moving the money at all.

This money was bought by his parents in this life with their lives!

If you can choose.

He was an orphan in his previous life, he would rather choose to use this sum of money, or even more money.

In exchange for the return of the respectable parents...

Open the closet, and hide this envelope in the deepest place together with the previous brother's martyr certificate.

Perhaps, when Xiao Nuannuan grows up in the future, she will get married and start a business.

Zhang Fan will take out these things and give them to her as a dowry.

It can be regarded as the last legacy given to Nuannuan by their parents and elder brother.

After tidying up these, Zhang Fan looked at the bamboo basket brought by Director Wang.

Inside were ten eggs, two catties of fat meat, and a large bag of white flour, which weighed about five or six catties.

In this era, these things are definitely a generous gift!

It can be seen that the neighborhood committee of the street has given great attention and care to the two orphans of the martyrs.

"There are still good people!"

Zhang Fan shook his head.

Carrying the basket directly, he walked to the next room.

As soldiers, Zhang Fan's parents left three rooms for their children.

One big and two small are the big rooms facing south in the central courtyard of this courtyard.

Now that they are gone, these three houses have also been transferred to Zhang Fan's name.

Zhang Fan and the others naturally lived in the largest room.

As for the two small houses on the left and right, one was transformed into a kitchen and bathroom by Zhang Fan according to the design of later generations.

The other one is temporarily used as a storage room.

Zhang Fan thought, when he gets married in the future, or when Xiao Nuan Nuan grows up.

Just tidy up the house.Make her a separate room.

But after thinking about it, I am only 17 years old, and Xiao Nuannuan is only five years old.

There was no rush to start.

The days are still long, let's take it step by step...

He walked into the kitchen with a basket.

Look at the finger-wide fat pork.

Zhang Fan sighed again.

For people in this era, the fatter the pork, the more oily and watery it is, and the more expensive it is

but.

For Zhang Fan, who came from later generations.

This meat is really not easy to eat.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan simply kneaded the dough and turned this piece of pork into lard.

Make lard noodles, sprinkle chopped green onion and lard residue while hot.

Then I used lard to fry two fragrant and yellow poached eggs for myself and Xiao Nuannuan.

Zhang Fan was a foodie in his previous life, and his skills were not bad.

It's just a moment's work, and a hearty and delicious breakfast is all it takes.

"If there is a chance in the future, it's better to get a top culinary artist from the system. People depend on food.

Holding the noodles, Zhang Fan muttered something, and went back to the room.

What Zhang Fan didn't know was.

In his opinion, a simple breakfast.

But Haoxuan didn't make everyone in the courtyard cry!

Whether it's the meaty aroma of boiled lard, the strong aroma of poached eggs, or the fragrance of white noodles...

All kinds of strong fragrances are mixed together and blown away by the wind.

Directly let the hungry beasts who just got up in the courtyard, can't stop the fragrant saliva.

"Smells so good! Who is this? Boiling lard to cook noodles early in the morning, can't make a living?"

In the middle courtyard, the uncle Yi Zhonghai and his wife, the eldest mother, also just got up and are having breakfast.

The life of their family is not bad, and the breakfast is not bad.

But smell this nose-piercing fragrance.Still sniffling involuntarily.

Immediately, I felt that the steamed bun and porridge in my hand were not fragrant.

"It seems to be from Xiaofan's house next door, probably made breakfast for his sister."

The first mother glanced outside, then sighed, then shook her head and said.

"Sin, I lost my parents all of a sudden, the older one is not in good health, and the younger one is even worse... I guess the younger one didn't eat anything last night, so Xiaofan cooks something delicious in the morning to coax my sister ..."

"He is a sensible child..."

The uncle also nodded, and looked at Zhang Fan's house thoughtfully.

Chapter 3 The courtyard is full of beasts, and the white lotus in the prosperous age comes to the door

For so many years, the first uncle and the first mother have never had children.

Both of them were heartbroken.

I'm afraid that when I get old in the future, no one will die in retirement.

For this reason, Grandpa, he started planning early on.

I want to pick a suitable one from the young people in the courtyard and cultivate it secretly.

In the future, he will be his godson, and he will die in retirement.

Among them, his apprentice Jia Xudong, and Sha Zhu who lived next door were all his targets.

(Ask for flowers! Ask for comments!)

But now it seems that there is one more candidate for him.

Well-behaved and filial, the orphan of a martyr, and the child who grew up with him.

Not bad, not bad, you can cultivate it well...

"It smells so good, who is making delicious food here?"

In the front yard, the third master's family just woke up.

The youngest daughter, Yan Jiedi, was only about ten years old, she sniffled and asked enviously.

"What came from the middle courtyard was either Shazhu or Xiaofan cooking for his sister. The third master also greedily sniffed the fragrance in the air.

Then he frowned and said:

"I boil lard early in the morning and eat white noodles. Hey, how much does it cost..."

"Dad! I want to eat noodles mixed with lard..."

The youngest, Yan Jiekuang, said something subconsciously, but what he got in return was a chestnut from his old man.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. I want to eat lard and white noodles early in the morning. This family will be wiped out by you sooner or later. The third master said cursingly.

"Go, cook stick noodle porridge, add more water, it's early in the morning, just make your stomach full..."

The same dialogue was staged in every household in the courtyard house.

"Father, it smells so good, it smells so good!"

In the middle courtyard, Qin Huairu's family was also woken up by the nose-piercing fragrance.