Siheyuan: The Final Winner

Jiang Pingan didn't want Qin Huairu to take the things home.

Giving her five catties of stick noodles tomorrow is also to comfort her, lest she return home empty-handed and be scolded at home.

Jiang Ping'an knows the virtues of the Jia family too well, if he really wants to be entangled by them, he will just wait for his blood to be sucked in the future!

Therefore, from now on, when Qin Huairu comes to her home, she can eat and drink to her heart's content, but she can't eat and take food, and she can't get used to it from the beginning.

Qin Huairu didn't bother, because she couldn't be sure whether Jiang Ping'an was really poor or fake.

If it wasn't for going back to the countryside this time and seeing his house and furniture, Qin Huairu would have always thought that Jiang Ping'an was really poor.

After all, it was true that Jiang Ping'an asked someone to borrow money and food every now and then in the yard.

As time goes by, it creates an impression on others.

That is, Jiang Ping'an is very rich and can't save money, so he is very poor.

night.

Jiang Ping'an boiled a large pot of water, and after washing with Qin Huairu, he went back to the bedroom to toss.

Jiang Ping'an celebrated the Chinese New Year today, and he greedily ate a good meal.

But Qin Huairu was having a hard time. After eleven o'clock in the evening, she kept mourning in Jiang Ping'an's arms:

"Don't do it, don't say anything, you are too ruthless!"

Jiang Ping'an was frightened.

He often goes to the countryside, and it is inevitable that he will have bumps and bumps, so he found an old Chinese doctor to prepare some ointments, which happened to be used at the moment.

Qin Huairu pursed her lips and smiled, feeling warm in her heart, feeling that Jiang Ping'an was very considerate, at least Jia Dongxu never cared about her like this.

I am afraid of comparison in everything. Once there is a comparison, there will be a distinction between high and low.

Qin Huairu felt that if she hadn't had two children, even if she was married, she couldn't help but want to divorce and live with Jiang Ping'an.

Jiang Pingan put away the ointment, washed his hands, got into bed again, hugged Qin Huairu with a loving face and said:

"Is it comfortable? This ointment is not cheap. I would be reluctant to use it for someone else!"

Qin Huairu patted Jiang Ping'an's wobbly hands lightly, and giggled: "Don't wobble, you'll be frozen to death!"

Then she asked again: "Look at what time it is now? I guess it's getting late, let's go to bed quickly and get up early tomorrow."

Jiang Pingan took the watch on the low cabinet beside the bed, looked at it carefully, and replied: "It's almost twelve o'clock, I need to go to bed early, otherwise I won't be able to wake up tomorrow."

"Well, then go to sleep!" Qin Huairu arched in Jiang Ping'an's arms, muttered in a low voice, and fell asleep within a breath.

Jiang Pingan glanced at her with a smile, blew out the oil lamp, covered the quilt up again, and fell asleep.

...

the next day.

After Jiang Pingan woke up, seeing no one around him, his heart was empty, and he thought to himself, "Going away?"

"After all, it's someone else's woman. It's not bad to sleep for a night." Jiang Ping'an thought to himself.

When he came back to his senses, he looked at the space.

The food and vegetables planted yesterday have been matured and harvested, and are stored in space backpacks by category.

It's just a small number.

The most wheat was planted yesterday, but only a fraction of the land was planted. After harvesting, we got 96 catties of wheat.

This yield is actually very good. The yield of wheat per mu is generally about 300 catties on dry land and about 800 catties on water land.

The irrigated land yields about 1,000 jin of wheat per mu.

From this point of view, the land in the space is relatively fertile, reaching the standard of irrigated land.

About 20 catties of wheat seeds are needed to plant one mu of wheat.

Jiang Ping'an planted another three acres of wheat, and processed all the remaining wheat into flour, yielding 25 catties of high-precision flour.

In this era, high-precision flour is also called Fuqiang flour, also known as 70% flour, which means that only 70% of whole wheat flour can be produced, and the supply is relatively small, so it is considered a relatively luxurious item.

Jiang Ping'an didn't need the rest of the food and vegetable seeds for the time being, so he planted them all except for a few chickens.

By tomorrow, there will be no shortage of all kinds of food, and then they can squeeze oil and make other foods.

After the food was available, the chicken icons raised on the farm suddenly came alive and began to pace around for food.

The hen was even more surprising. It was shown on the Internet that after two minutes, it would lay an egg.

"That's good!" Jiang Ping'an said with a smile.

Free-range chickens in rural areas can lay about 250 to 300 eggs a year.

Jiang Pingan set up the hen, and after it laid 200 eggs, it began to hatch.

I believe that by tomorrow morning, many chicks will be available.

After handling the food, vegetables and a few chickens, Jiang Ping'an looked at the various trees planted yesterday, and found that they were still small saplings, which had obviously grown a lot.

The above shows that the earliest harvest will have to wait until ten days later, so don't even think about eating fruit in the next few days.

As for the trees that can be used to make furniture, it will take longer, and it will take at least half a year before they become useful.

"It's better to get some pine wood and plant it, and the time to grow will be shorter." Jiang Ping'an thought to himself.

Furniture made of pine wood has many advantages.

For example, the shape is simple and unpretentious, the lines are smooth and smooth, the appearance lines are clear, the color is good, there is a faint wood fragrance, and the visual effect of the finished product is better.

After irregular maintenance, the service life is long, firm and not easy to be damaged.

In this era, Jiang Ping'an did not dare to use too expensive wood for furniture, and pine wood was just right.

Now he has no shortage of furniture in his house in the country, but there is a lot of lack in his room in the city.

He didn't buy it before because he was afraid of showing off his wealth and making people jealous.

But if you use wood and do it yourself, most people will only say that he is capable, and even if they are jealous, they will just hold back.

After all, in this day and age, workers and peasants are the masters of the country, and those with real skills are still respected.

After making up his mind, Jiang Pingan closed the space display page, got up, got dressed, and walked out of the room.

"Huh? There is movement in the kitchen, is it Qin Huairu or Qin Jingru?"

As soon as he came under the eaves, Jiang Ping'an became curious when he heard the movement in the kitchen.

When he came to the door of the kitchen, Jiang Ping'an took a look in and saw that it was Qin Huairu. For some reason, his heart suddenly felt like seeing the sun behind the clouds, and he was very happy.

Qin Huairu, who was making steamed buns in front of the stove, looked back, smiled, and said:

"Are you awake? Hot water has been added to the thermos bottle. You should wash up first. Breakfast will be ready soon."

Jiang Pingan came forward with a smile, hugged Qin Huairu's willow waist from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, smelled her body fragrance, and praised: "Sister Qin, you are so virtuous!"

"Are you virtuous? In the future, you will marry a wife like your sister, and you will have a better life." Qin Huairu said with a smile, holding Wowotou's hands but not idle.

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