After Zhang Qingzhu finished eating a bowl of noodles, he was actually only a little half full, and he felt that he was very unfinished. I went to the kitchen with a clean bowl to see if there were any noodles. Anyway, he came to make Liang Han uncomfortable, and naturally he wouldn't feel embarrassed to eat more.
Entering the kitchen, Zhang Qingzhu saw that Liang Han was burning the fire, and while mixing gnocchi with a scoop, he asked very directly: "Hey, Liang Pizi, is there any noodles?" I haven't had enough yet.
Liang Han looked back at Zhang Qingzhu and said to him, "No, I didn't expect you to come, do less." I'm making a salty soup and I'll be able to eat it in a little while.
Zhang Qingzhu saw that the two pots were burning and knew that he was not lying, put the bowl on the board and said to Liang Han with a big look: "After it is ready, send it to me." What else could Liang Han do, he could only promise: "Okay."
"Hum—" Zhang Qingzhu snorted and left leisurely.
Liang Han smiled helplessly and shook his head, "When he has tossed enough, he will go back."
After breakfast, Zhang Qingzhu didn't sleep well last night, and after eating, he couldn't help but start yawning. Liang Han saw the situation and tried to persuade him to go home, but the people got up and went into the back room, putting down a threatening sentence: "If you dare to come in, let my brother beat you." After that, he closed the door and went into the house to sleep.
Liang Han saw the situation and thought, "It seems that he will not stop without tossing for a few days." Let him go, I have to bring some grain to the mill today to grind noodles, and then ask the villagers for some vegetable seeds, and there is no vegetable at home. "Although there are no popular out-of-season vegetables here, even if he grows them, he only dares to sneak up on himself to eat them, but he can't stand letting him live a winter without fresh vegetables to eat like the villagers."
Liang Han glanced at the closed door of the back room and got up and went to the room where the grain was placed in the west. Because of the prevention of moisture in the uncle, the grain in the family is placed in the tank. Less than four hundred catties of grain, fifty or sixty catties of soybeans, and a bag of cotton. Looking at the cotton, I thought I needed to make a new futon. When you are ready to grind the wheat, you will pick some cottonseed and come out, and when you have planted a stubble of wheat, you will plant cotton.
After Liang Han came out of the room carrying the wheat, he carefully locked the house where the grain was placed. Thinking that he had to talk to Zhang Qingzhu when he went out, he entered the hall, patted the closed door, and then rushed inside and said, "There is no face at home, I will go to grind the noodles." Do you want me to lock the door?
Listening to the sleepy humming of two voices coming from inside, I knew that the other party was sleeping confusedly. Although most people in the village do not like to lock the door when they go out, it is also because there are many people in the family, and there are people from time to time. As a modern person, Liang Han thought about locking the door for safety.
After locking the gate, Liang Han carried the grain to the east end of the village. His family lived in the west of the village, on the outskirts of the village, a little farther from the mill. On the road, I occasionally met a shogun, and I didn't mean to greet Liang Han when I saw people. Because of what the original owner had done, he was not good enough to take the initiative to greet people, lest people still wonder what bad ideas he was trying to play. Thinking of the original master's personality, Liang Han couldn't help but look at the sky, and the work of whitewashing was more difficult.
Coming to the door of the mill, Liang Hanchong shouted inside: "Is Uncle Lu at home?" "Uncle Lu's name is Liang Dalu, and he opened a mill in the village. Saying that the mill is actually a family workshop, and the place of work is in his house.
After Liang Han finished shouting, an old woman's voice came out of the room after a while: "I'm not at home, what is the matter with him?"
Liang Han said through the door, "Here to grind the noodles."
When the old woman heard him say this, she said, "Come in."
Liang Han pushed the door and entered, and saw a woman in her fifties coming out of the house.
Zhang Shi saw that it was Liang Han, and there was no smile on his face, not as warm as other villagers who came over. Directly without expression, he said, "Come, go into this room and weigh it."
Liang Han did not care about her attitude either, and followed Zhang into a relatively long house on the other side of the Western Wall. Put down the grain according to Zhang's instructions and watch the other party weigh it.
Zhang Shi finished weighing two pounds and said to Liang Han, "Fifty-three pounds, you give five pieces of money."
Liang Han happily gave her the money. This money is still the original owner's savings, a total of one hundred and thirteen yuan, which is really poor enough.
Zhang Shi collected the money and said to him, "Go back, come and get it in the evening."
Liang Han could see that the other party did not want to see him, but thinking that he needed vegetable seeds, he smiled and asked: "Aunt Zhang, do you have any rapeseed in your family, give me a little sample?"
The so-called person who reached out and did not hit the smiley face, Zhang Shi did not continue to pose his face. She asked curiously, "On such a cold day, what do you want rapeseed to do?"
Liang Han said with a smiling face: "I am planning to order a variety of dishes in the coming year, thinking of taking the opportunity to find the rapeseed first."
Zhang Shi was very surprised: "You grow vegetables? "I don't blame her for being so surprised, after all, the original owner wouldn't bother to grow vegetables." The original owner used to pluck some of them into the vegetable garden whenever he wanted to. He is not only in a pickpocket, so because there are not many pulls, although everyone is not very comfortable in their hearts, they will not worry too much with him.
Liang Han naturally knew what the original owner had done before, and could only laugh and explain awkwardly: "Well, I will plant vegetables next year, thinking of selling vegetables to make some money."
"This dish doesn't sell for much money." Although Zhang Shi said this, seeing that the other party thought of planting vegetables was also a change in a good direction, he said: "Go, follow me to get rapeseed."
Liang Han hurried to keep up.
The number of rapeseeds given by Zhang Shi is not much, there are a total of eight kinds. Cucumbers, winter melons, turnips, small greens, melons, cranberries, green onions, and bracken vegetables are also hollow cabbages. Depending on the situation, Liang Han could only find a few more, and he wanted cabbage seeds more.
He cheekily ran several households, and in the surprise of the other party, Liang Han also counted out enough seeds.
There are not many kinds of vegetables here, in addition to the eight kinds of vegetable seeds found from Zhang's family, he also found four kinds of cabbage, eggplant, cowpea, celery, plus a vegetable seed called black cabbage. Of course, there are also garlic and leeks, two kinds of vegetables that he did not find, because if you plant garlic, you need a lot of seeds, as for leeks, in the next year he asked others for some leek roots to plant a bush is enough to eat. There are also people who grow loofahs here, but they are all bitter loofahs, which are used for bathing and brushing dishes, but they can't eat them.