When Mrs. Tian was muttering, she saw Tian Jing coming back and shouted at the west room. She had been playing for a long time, but she didn't know where she died and played, which made her and the old man think that this dead girl had run away.
Woolen cloth.
"There's rice left for you in the pot. It's already cold. You can warm it up yourself."
If you don't come back for dinner and still ask for a meal, you won't think of yourself as the emperor, right? You can't directly scold Tian Jing, and Mrs. Tian will have a lot of inner drama.
"I understand." Tian Jing placed a basket of pigweed next to the guillotine at the root of the courtyard wall, then turned and entered the kitchen.
Take out the bowl from the pot, pour a ladle of water into the pot, put it on the bamboo drawer, put the rice bowl on the bamboo drawer, cover the pot lid, and squat down by the stove to light the fire.
While the bellows was being pulled, Chen Yun walked in and said, "Girl Jing, are you hungry? Do you want my help?"
"No need." Tian Jing pulled the bellows several times, and the firewood in the stove ignited.
Chen Yun carefully observed Tian Jing's movements and found that he was still as skilled as before. The doubts in his eyes deepened, "Then I'll go chop the grass. Don't put out the fire in the stove. Keep it burning."
Tian Jing raised her head and said coldly: "Then hurry up, I have to eat."
"Just add two ladles of water to the pot, throw a few sticks of firewood into the stove and let it burn. It won't delay your meal."
Tian Jing glanced at her and said, "That's it. No more, it's impossible."
If she hadn't happened to be lighting the fire, she wouldn't have taken the job. The Tian family was always pushing their limits.
"Yeah," Chen Yun responded, "I'll just give it a try and come in right away." After saying that, he quickly left the kitchen.
When the rice in the pot was hot, Tian Jing used a spatula to shovel the bottom of the bowl and placed it on the stove, picked out the bamboo drawer, added two ladles of water, covered the pot, added firewood and let the stove continue to burn.
Facing the multigrain porridge in the bowl, Tian Jing felt worried.
After such a long time, her tongue has become picky, but if she really dares to pour rice into the pot and use it as pig food, she will definitely be criticized by the Tian family.
She doesn't care about the Tian family's accusations, what she cares about is food.
After the apocalypse, she had eaten moldy food, so it was impossible for her to waste food. What's more, in this era of low harvests and insufficient food, wasting food would be punished by lightning.
Eat, she's hungry again anyway.
Chen Yun came in carrying the chopped grass on his back, added more firewood to the stove, then opened the lid of the pot and poured the pigweed in.
Under the conditions at this time, it was not possible to distinguish the pot for cooking pig food from the pot for cooking rice.
Usually, the ingredients used to cook pig food are cut grass. After cutting it short with a guillotine, boil it in a pot of boiling water until soft and tender. Then scoop out one or two scoops of rice bran or wheat bran and stir it in for a few times. Then scoop it out of the pot and put it on the
Let it warm in a wooden basin or barrel before pouring it into the pig trough in the pig pen.
This kind of pig food is still in the state of a thin soup. Even if you add a few more scoops of rice bran or wheat bran, it will still be in the shape of a thin soup. It is not until the people's conditions are better that they are willing to cook pig food with sweet potatoes, and the pig food becomes thicker.
This is also the reason why the weight of pigs cannot increase in this era. A pig weighing 200 kilograms is considered a fat pig.
Tian Jing's hometown is in the countryside. When she was in elementary school, Tian Jing went back several times with her grandparents. The conditions in the countryside at that time were already very good.
Regarding the age difference in cooking pig food, she still remembers it vividly because she made a joke.
When I followed my grandma back to my hometown for the first time, I saw my uncle cooking half a pot of sweet potatoes in the big stove. She curiously asked her grandma if she had cooked so many sweet potatoes to entertain them, what if they couldn't finish them all?
This question made everyone laugh out loud.
Grandma and her uncles and aunts talked about how the pigs now eat better than when they were young, and also compared the differences between pig food and human food under different economic conditions.
In that embarrassing state, Tian Jing, who knew nothing about rural life, of course remembered it.
Fortunately, grandma and grandma have not experienced the apocalypse, otherwise, they would have experienced the pain of not having food to eat, both in their youth and in their old age.
"Girl Jing?"
Tian Jing was in a daze holding the bowl, and the sad aura around her made Chen Yun feel sad and couldn't help but call out to Tian Jing.
Tian Jing calmed down her emotions and put the food in the bowl into her mouth in a few mouthfuls. She flattened it a few times before swallowing it and letting her stomach digest it. Her tongue was protesting.
After returning to her room and climbing onto the kang, Tian Jing opened her eyes and looked at the roof. She missed her family. In the early days of the apocalypse, her parents didn't last long. Before leaving, they told her to live well. She struggled alone.
After working hard, she still did not escape the zombie siege. However, now that she has changed her world and her identity, she can live a good life, right?
Sighing deeply, Tian Jing closed her eyes and fell asleep, but she actually fell asleep. It wasn't until she heard Mrs. Tian's scolding voice that she woke up. She ran her powers twice to cheer up. She couldn't be weak.
Show people, especially the Tian family.
When Tian Jing didn't know it, Chen Yun had already quietly told Mrs. Tian about her performance in the kitchen just now. Mrs. Tian waved her hand, signaling her not to talk too much and to get through the past few days smoothly.
After walking out of the room, listening to Mrs. Tian scolding Tian Ping, Tian Jing walked past the two of them calmly and went directly to the backyard latrine.
The two vegetable plots in the backyard have been plowed, the two paulownia trees are as if they never existed, and all the land has been plowed.
Thinking of the newly tidied places in the front yard, Tian Jing twitched the corners of her lips. The apricot trees that had absorbed all their energy dissipated into dust, and the withered plants of the Tian family should also be the same. Of course, these people with ghosts in their hearts are scared.
, cleaning up all traces is the best way to deceive yourself and others.
Facing the simple and smelly hut, Tian Jing didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but the smell of zombies was even more disgusting.
After solving the physical problem, she returned to the front yard and washed her hands. Tian Jing sat at the dining table and waited.
This time, no one would mess with her again.
During lunch, before she came back, Mr. Tian said that whoever provoked Tian Jing would be responsible for the consequences. If he caused any damage to the family, he would be compensated by the troublemaker.
Old Man Tian warned her like this, and of course the Tian family took it to heart. Moreover, they heard that Tian Jing was already being looked at, and they would marry her as soon as possible. Of course, the Tian family was willing to smoothly send the changed Tian Jing out of the Tian family.
This time, it was Tian Ping who was eating while standing up. She pouted her lips, turned her chopsticks into forks, and took away a lot of vegetables at once.
With a snap, Mrs. Tian claps her chopsticks and points to the outside of the room, "Get out of here. You are not allowed to eat today as a punishment. If your mother hadn't interceded for you, you wouldn't even be able to eat. Who could you show your temper to?"
What do you think? Get out of here!"
Tian Ping's eye circles immediately turned red, she put down her chopsticks and the pancake in her hand, turned around and left the main room.
Mrs. Tian was so angry that she clutched her chest and gave Chen Yun a hard look, "Look at the good girl you taught, she doesn't have any rules."
Chen Yun lowered his head to eat, not daring to apologize for his daughter or defend himself. Only after a full meal can he truly eat.
The others ate their meals more quietly, not wanting to be offended and not wanting to be without food like they had in the morning.