Start farming in another world, the master of the plane has assets worth hundreds of billions

Wen Xia was serving rice for himself. Hearing this, he smiled helplessly: "I don't have much here, so it won't be a problem for you to stay and eat for ten days and a half. Besides, you are working for me. The pig pen is repaired. I also want to ask you to help me rebuild a few earthen stoves. I can’t even clean the toilet outside the backyard, so I need your help.”

"That's easy to say...Then we're not polite. It's so embarrassing to cost you money..." After Wang Tong said this, he finally let go of his reserve, glanced at the other four team members, and said in a solemn voice: " Everyone is here, let’s eat!”

In an instant, the clatter of chopsticks echoed in the yard.

Several big men ate meat and pancakes at one time, and their hands were all busy.

"This stew is so delicious! Even the vegetables in it are delicious!" Zheng Chen said with difficulty as he put something in his mouth.

"What kind of food are you eating? Eat meat, company commander. Eat some meat to replenish your body and heal your wounds soon! Haoyuan, come here, the fat meat you like!" Li Xiao took care of this one and that one, pinching it in his hand. Holding a noodle cake filled with soup, you can eat it with relish.

"Squad leader, you eat too. Don't you have some cooking skills? You can cook this dish for us when you go back!" Xie Laoer said, "If we can go back, I will definitely miss this dish!"

As he spoke, tears wet his eyes and quickly dissipated.He picked up a mouthful of fat meat and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and tasting it carefully.

As a chef, Wen Xia was very happy when someone appreciated her cooking skills.

Although most of the credit is due to the ingredients, after all, in this era, where can you see white flour and large pieces of meat that are willing to cook.

She divided the remaining portion into four portions, served herself a portion of the stew, mixed it with half a bowl of rice porridge and put it aside first.

Give Xiao Huihui, Xiao Huang and Xiao Bai a portion each, fill up the rice porridge, break up the steamed dough and soak it in, stir evenly, let all the flavors blend and put it on the ground.

"Today's great hero is here for dinner. Let's keep up the good work in the future!"

The three little ones waggled their tails and stuck out their tongues, sniffing the fragrant rice in the basin, and then one by one they pushed their heads into Wen Xia's hand, and after receiving a heavy rub to comfort them, they went back to eat.

Others are not surprised that the three little dogs eat human food. As far as Wen Xia said, these three little dogs are not just domestic dogs to her, nor are they even pets. They are more like them, It is the identity of a comrade.

Coupled with the incident of seducing the wild boar and holding ginseng in its mouth this afternoon, they confirmed that the three little animals were different from ordinary animals.

They have their own thoughts and ideas.

Wen Xia was so kind to these five strangers, so he was naturally nicer to his comrades.

The porridge in the bowl was very hot. Wen Xia stirred it with chopsticks to cool it down. After a few minutes, he tried to take a sip.

The rich rice aroma of the rice porridge, accompanied by the salty aroma of the stew and the taste of the fat inside, achieve a perfect fusion. Although it is not as good as the state banquet chef's method, the taste is indeed quite delicious.

After just a few sips, hot sweat began to break out all over my body. The coldness of the night was driven out of my body, and even my toes, which were least likely to get hot, felt warm.

The most important thing is that there is wok gas in the dish, and the wok gas is produced by stir-frying. In modern society, it is even a symbol of delicious cooking by senior chefs.

Others can't compare, so she gives this one a hundred points.

"It feels so good!" Zheng Chen put down the bowls and chopsticks with a bang and wiped the sweat off his forehead, his face full of satisfaction.

He had never been so full. His mouth and stomach were filled with the aroma of meat and noodles, and his nose was still filled with the aroma of sweet potatoes.

He looked at the sweet potato in his hand with regret and licked the corner of his mouth.

"Don't eat when you are full. Holding your stomach full will make it uncomfortable to sleep at night." Wang Tong said, drank the last mouthful of rice porridge, and stood up carefully while holding his full stomach.

Because his right arm was amputated and he now eats with his left hand, Wen Xia specially gave him a spoon.

He used to be a skilled right-hand man in the army, but now he has no trouble eating, so he doesn't eat slowly.

Others put down their bowls and chopsticks one after another and hugged their bellies.

"Why don't you keep the sweet potatoes for tomorrow? This thing can be stored anyway!" Li Xiao said, feeling warm all over, and the pain in his right leg before was gone.

Wang Tong nodded and said to Wen Xia, who was still eating: "Wen Xia, you don't have to do so much tomorrow. We tend to get sleepy when we are full. Seventy percent full is enough."

Wen Xia swallowed the meat in his mouth, looked up, and said with a narrow smile: "Captain Wang, I have a hoarding habit, and I also like to make more food to be prepared. I will make so much whether you eat it or not."

This means that even if they don’t eat, there will be leftovers in the pot.

Eat, you can leave less.

Cook less, impossible.

Several people looked at each other in confusion and soon felt relieved. Wang Tong smiled: "Well, you should do as you are used to. If we can't finish, we will eat the next meal first, and then eat the fresh ones in your hand!"

As a soldier marching in the mountains, he understood the hoarding in her mouth all too well.

Just like their crazy desire to hoard all kinds of ammunition, doesn't it mean that they are uneasy about something missing?

It seems that Wen Xia's life was really thrilling before.

Wang Tong thought to himself and looked at the others: "We will arrange a shift later. Except for cooking, the five of us will do the work here in Comrade Wen Xia in shifts. Some people will help, and some people will be on duty and keep watch." Listening to the radio..."

Wen Xia put down the bowl and chopsticks and sighed that these old people were really simple and very conscious in some aspects.

She took out her portion of the sweet potato, peeled away the black layer of burnt skin on the surface with her fingers, smelled the aroma of the sweet potato inside, then divided it into two pieces, holding the smaller half in her hand to taste it.

Very sweet and glutinous.

She has never eaten sweet potatoes that are modernly developed and specially used for roasting sweet potatoes. She has lived in the countryside since she was a child and has no great feeling for this common crop.

Now when I eat the ordinary sweet potato in my hand, it feels sweet and delicious.

"Awwww!" Xiao Huihui squatted in front of her with his long legs, raised his head and howled a few times.

Wen Xia divided the remaining sweet potatoes into three portions, and handed the largest portion to Xiao Huihui, "Eat it, I can't finish it. Your portion is still under the stove, I'll take it out for you."

Little Huihui was originally a carnivore, but its identity is said to be a wild wolf. In fact, it has been fed by humans since it was a child, and grew up eating human bread, rice cakes and broken bones.

After being with Wen Xia, he ate and drank the same, eating complex carbohydrates and meat dishes, and he had long been accustomed to human tastes.

Xiao Huang and Xiao Bai are similar, but they have a small appetite and the pot looks big. She only fills half of it every time, and there is no more than enough.

Xiao Huang and Xiao Bai ate a sweet potato together and placed them next to the bowl.

Zheng Chen and Li Xiao, who were collecting the dishes and chopsticks, saw it and swallowed greedily.

Those sweet potatoes look delicious!
Unfortunately, their bellies were too full and they couldn't eat.

The remaining three people were not idle. They rearranged the thatch that Wen Xia had given them before, and asked for a few wooden boards to lay underneath. The thatch was spread on top, and it was simply a bed for sleeping.

They did not refuse the two large cotton quilts Wen Xia handed over.

"You guys are busy, I'm going in to rest."

Wen Xia returned to the thatched house, lit the torch on the shelf, opened the brain under the dim light of the flame, and continued to study the functions inside.

In addition to the map recording function and tutorials for learning how to use various weapons, there are also classification records and uses of various star ores.

What a coincidence, she had all the commonly seen items written in it.

These star mines contain a large amount of energy, far exceeding the energy of any mineral on Blue Star, and are mostly used as energy supplies for weapons and other military or civilian equipment.

She has two half-space balls of star ore in her hand, which is about the size of three containers. One star ore can allow her to cook for a month, and the energy shield can last for three days without being attacked. It can be seen that this The rarity of star ore.

What is specially marked among them is the special star mine from AS2, one piece can equal the energy contained in ten pieces.These all came from Nelson, and he took the notes.

If she had the chance to go to the interstellar world, she would definitely find a way to change more.

If I remember correctly, the food in that world cannot be used.
The sound of clear water flowed to their ears, and several men walked carefully to the stream. They used the firewood in their hands to beat the dirt on the clothes, and at the same time, they used soap to rub the dirty areas and wash them.

I'm thinking about bringing this good thing back when I can, so that I won't have to worry about not being able to wash the clothes at home anymore.

A few people only had one set of clothing to protect themselves from the body, and they were running back and forth in shorts. Their wet clothes were hung next to the burning fire, and several people were squeezed into two warm quilts.

After feeling the movement outside disappear, Wen Xia fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Wen Xia got up, took out the noodles he had bought earlier, and made a steaming bowl of lard and vegetable noodles. Everyone was sweating after eating.

During the morning and daytime, I asked a few people to help dispose of the wild boar carcass.

Wild boars are different from domestic fat pigs that eat feed. Their meat is lean meat with very little fat.

Compared to the disappointment of Wang Tong and others, Wen Xia was very satisfied with the quality of the meat.

She doesn't like to eat fat meat, preferring to eat lean meat.

It took a long time to handle the four pigs, and several people were unfamiliar with handling the internal organs, so it took a whole morning.

Just like killing pigs in the countryside, a hole is poked at both ends of the cut meat with a dagger, and a rope is passed through it and hung on a long pole for later processing.

Pork bones and trotters are individually marinated with salt to extend their shelf life.

When it was noon, Wen Xia took a piece of fat and thin pork belly, cut it into thin slices, fried the pork with bean skin and salt, and ate it with steamed rice.

In the afternoon, I picked up other pieces of meat while others started working on the toilet.

The newly built stove is planned to be at the entrance of Wumingjing, and a wooden fence is added around it to indicate that this is an owner's house and cannot enter or exit at will.

If Wumingjing travels around the world in the future and makes a business based on his own food, it is something he can do.

It was also for long-term planning that she planned the final stove location here.

When you have enough resources in the future, or when you return to the original world, you can get a mobile stove for use.

In just two days, the stove and toilet fermentation pits were repaired.

The toilet pit is covered with a large wooden board, and there is a sloping slope below to connect to the toilet built in the backyard.

It is paved with smooth stones, with almost no gaps between the stones.

A simple fermentation tank that can be used temporarily is ready.

Excrement can also be flushed down the slope with water from the toilet in the yard.

It just tastes a bit strong.

But there's nothing we can do about it. We'll consider rebuilding it after we have cement and other things in the future.

What I had for lunch was Rouju, a well-known pasta on the Internet. It is similar to steamed buns, but the wrapping method is different.

The filling inside is very filling, and those who like meat will be able to eat it all at once.

Several people were working, still thinking about it, while looking eagerly at Wen Xia in the thatched house to see what she was going to do for the next meal.

Several people have been staying here for many days, but there has been no response from the radio station.

I didn’t expect that life here would be so good.

Wen Xia is different from people in the hard times like them. She has to cook at least two meals of meat a day, while people in this era may not be able to eat once a week, and most of them still eat chaff and weeds.

Wang Tong's family's conditions are better, but not to this extent.

However, they tacitly understood that they only ate, did, and did not talk or run around. They only knew that scary things would come out of the mountains behind this every night. The blue instrument in Wen Xia's hand could block these terrifying attacks if it was turned on.

After two days, finally, on this day, they received a radio signal.

"...Beep, beep, beep..." The signal sounded. Li Xiao quickly took out a pen and paper to record, and compared it with the code book to decipher it.

A line of words was translated crookedly and written on dusty paper.

Wang Tong watched from the side, looking stunned.

"……do not fight?"

The writing on it is simple, and the whole sentence is to cancel the action and retreat immediately.

Wang Tong looked at the sky and saw that it had indeed been a long time since there had been any space for planes to fly, and no enemy movements had been detected on the ground for a long time.

Although the five of them help with farm work, they actually arrange for two of them to take turns collecting intelligence during the day.

Now that I think about it, the other party should have withdrawn their troops.

Li Xiao, who was writing, also understood the meaning above, "Company Commander... shall we withdraw?"

"Yes. Get ready..." Wang Tong glanced at the reluctance on Li Xiao's face, swallowed the words in his mouth, and said another sentence: "Tomorrow morning, we will leave early."

Li Xiao clenched his fists excitedly and raised his hands high, like an 18-year-old child.

"Great!"

Knowing that several people were leaving, Wen Xia was actually a little reluctant to leave.

No matter whether people are sad or happy, there are separations. This is the normal state of life.

When people gather and disperse, there is always separation.

Although reluctant to leave, Wen Xia still smiled and nodded, watching them reclaim the barren grassland one acre after another.

Decided to make a farewell dinner tonight.

A few people are going to hike in the rainforest, so they need dry food.

She kneaded more than 20 kilograms of dough, and used an iron sheet and low heat to bake it into a ten-finger-long solid dough cake. When you break it open, you can see the fluffy inside.

This kind of bread is easy to carry, can be stored for a long time, and makes you full after eating. It is very good for emergencies.

She was going to make hot pot for dinner that night.

I happened to have hot pot ingredients on hand, including vermicelli, tofu skin, potatoes and other commonly used hot pot elements. There was no shortage of pork, and there was also fresh pig blood, which is a good thing that is not easy to buy in modern cities.

Just enough for a few people to have a taste of hot pot.

(End of this chapter)