Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

Sun Qingshan came to the Lingquan space at this time.

Looking at the six piglets he bought that have grown into fat pigs weighing three or four hundred kilograms, Sun Qingshan's face was full of smiles.

"It won't be long before they produce new piglets."

"Then we can eat pork."

Because Sun Qingshan wanted to rely on these six pigs for reproduction, he did not castrate them.

However, a considerable number of their descendants were castrated by Sun Qingshan.

After all, it is impossible to eat pork that has not been castrated.

It's so fucking fishy!

After inspecting the pigs, Sun Qingshan began to harvest the wheat.

The previous five kilograms of wheat seeds were used to plant almost one acre of land.

Now let’s see how much food can be produced from this acre of land? ? ?

As he peeled the wheat one by one with his mind, it didn't take long for all the wheat to be harvested.

The results came out at this time.

Two thousand five hundred kilograms.

"incredible."

Sun Qingshan's eyes lit up.

Then Sun Qingshan took out 100 kilograms of wheat and replanted 20 acres of land.

Sun Qingshan also used his mind to turn 100 kilograms of wheat into flour.

Because the wheat grains are full, one hundred kilograms of wheat can produce eighty-five kilograms of flour.

"Let's go ask Mr. Shi how to make steamed buns now."

"We'll have steamed buns for breakfast tomorrow."

Sun Qingshan took two eggs and knocked on Uncle Shi’s door.

At this moment, the old man walked in from the front yard.

"What happened to Qingshan?"

Uncle Shi saw Sun Qingshan knocking on his door and asked.

"Hey, where are you going so late, Mr. Shi?"

Sun Qingshan asked.

"Go to the toilet."

Uncle Shi said.

"Oh, Master Shi, I want to ask how to make steamed buns?"

Sun Qingshan asked with an awkward smile.

"Hahaha."

"Why do you want to make steamed buns?"

While asking, Mr. Shi opened the door and let Sun Qingshan come in to talk.

"Uncle Shi, I got some white flour and thought I could make some steamed buns for myself."

"By the way, Master Shi, how do you make noodles?"

Sun Qingshan remembered and asked.

"I'll tell you, and you remember it."

Uncle Shi handed Sun Qingshan a piece of paper and a pen.

"it is good!"

Sun Qingshan hurriedly placed the two eggs on the bench in Uncle Shi's house, and then took the paper and pen from Uncle Shi.

"It's easy to make steamed buns. You do this first, then that, let it ferment on its own, and then you can do this and that and it'll be done."

“The noodles are…”

(Hey, dear readers, people from the south don’t understand the production process, so we’ll just make do with it. Sorry, sorry.)

Uncle Shi spoke slowly.

Soon Sun Qingshan recorded all the methods.

"Mr. Shi, why are you bothering me so late at night?"

"Thank you for always speaking up for me at the meeting just now."

"Here are two eggs, you keep them."

Sun Qingshan picked up the egg and put it back on the table. The reason he didn't put it back was that Sun Qingshan was worried that Mr. Shi would say, "If you give me the egg, I won't teach you anymore."

"Kid, it's not a big deal, why give me eggs?"

"Take it back quickly. If I had known you would give me the eggs, I wouldn't have told you anything."

Uncle Shi quickly pushed the egg back.

"Master Shi, just keep it."

"If you don't take it, I'll throw it on the ground!"

As Sun Qingshan said this, he was about to smash the two eggs in his hands to the ground.

"Okay, I'll take it."

"These two eggs are so big, we can't waste them like this."

When Mr. Shi heard what Sun Qingshan said, he had no choice but to accept the eggs.

"now it's right."

"Master Shi, I'm going back now. You should also go to bed early."

Sun Qingshan said with a smile.

"it is good."

Uncle Shi nodded.

Sun Qingshan left Uncle Shi's house with the paper he had just written.

Grandpa Shi looked at Sun Qingshan's departing back and said slowly, "This kid is so good!"

After returning home, Sun Qingshan closed the doors and windows and entered the Lingquan space.

Sun Qingshan began to make steamed buns using his mind according to the method given by Uncle Shi.

In less than half an hour, Sun Qingshan had made thirty white flour buns the size of an adult man's fist.

Sun Qingshan took one out and tasted it, his eyes suddenly lit up, "It tastes really good, even better than the steamed buns with sugar that I ate when I was a child!"

When talking about his childhood, Sun Qingshan recalled the vegetable buns made with potatoes that he ate when he was a child.

Sun Qingshan thought that he would buy some seasonings tomorrow and try to make vegetable buns himself.

Sun Qingshan put the remaining twenty-nine white flour buns into the warehouse.

Because the time flow rate inside is zero, the food will still be hot when you take it out and eat it tomorrow.

After finishing his work, Sun Qingshan left the Lingquan space.

Silent all night.

When the sunlight shines on the courtyard.

The residents in the yard began to get up and wash, including Sun Qingshan.

Before, Sun Qingshan couldn’t understand why these people could get up early every day, but now Sun Qingshan finally understood.

There is no entertainment at night, so I go to bed too early and wake up early naturally.

While queuing in the yard to wash.

Several clerks from the street office came at this time.

It was obvious that he was here to take Jia Zhang to the countryside to renovate the farm.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on Jia Dongxu who was washing.

At this time, Jia Dongxu hurriedly crawled in front of several people.

"Hello comrades."

"I am the son of Jia Zhang, and I have something to report to you."

Jia Dongxu said.

When they saw that the man was Jia Zhang's son, they nodded and let him speak.

"My mother had an argument with someone yesterday and almost fainted from anger. I took her to the hospital for a checkup."

"The doctor said it would be best for my mother to rest at home for a while..."

Jia Dongxu was interrupted by the leader before he could finish his words.

"You also said it's the best, which means it doesn't matter whether your mother cultivates her body or not."

"So stop talking nonsense and get your mother out quickly."

The leading clerk looked at Jia Dongxu with a dark face.

In the past, the reasons made up by those who did not want to accept reform were much more miserable than Jia Dongxu's.

All to escape punishment!