Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

"Doing things for my own family, what's the hard work?" Zhou Yi followed Song Xi's instructions and cut the large intestine into two or three centimeters. After cutting, he handed it to Song Xi, "Daughter-in-law, remember to write down , I will do it later.”

"Okay!" Song Xi responded readily, "By the way, the things in the basket are for your dad, and you haven't made dinner yet, so you just give it to him."

"My dad is really happy to have such a good daughter-in-law like you." Zhou Yi said with emotion as he lifted the little basket.

Song Xi asked curiously, "What about you, Brother Yi? Are you happy?"

"Extremely happy." Before Zhou Yi left, he leaned over and kissed Song Xi on the forehead, and then went out with a small basket.

Seeing Zhou Yi's embarrassing appearance, Song Xi smiled helplessly, and then went to the stove to make fried sausages.

Song Xi used two large iron pots to finish the 20-pound large intestines, divided them into a pot with lard, and put the rest in the supermarket for later when he wanted to eat.

Ever since Song Xi bought the stove and came back, the stove has been used for cooking and bath water at home.

As for the big iron pot that was originally used for cooking, it has long been used to process crabs because it was too late to process so many crabs in one pot.

So no matter how clean the pot is, using that pot to boil water for a bath will still feel oily.

So now the two pots at home are used for cooking.

Since Song Xi donated pots and pans to Ping'an Village last time, he still has a few old iron pots in his hands.

She wanted Zhou Yi to use mud bricks to build another hearth in the yard, but it was almost time to harvest late rice, so Song Xi didn't mention this matter, let's talk about it later!

Zhou Yi came back soon, and went to the stove house to take over Song Xi's next work.

The daughter-in-law is there for pain, he won't let the daughter-in-law do the laundry and cook for him all the time, it's not bad to come here once in a while.

After the task of cooking was handed over to Zhou Yi, Song Xi went to check the rice on the stove. While washing the rice, she added a handful of green rice to it. When the lid was lifted, the aroma was tangy.

Green rice is called green rice, which is a traditional rice planted in Zhejiang and has a relatively low yield.

It has a unique appearance, a certain aroma, and rich nutrition.

It is usually one season throughout the year, sown in May and harvested in October. The husk of the rice is black and the bran is light green.

There are not many green rice of this kind with high nutritional value in her supermarket, at most it does not exceed two thousand catties.

So she never sold out, and kept it for her family to eat.

However, there are seeds of this kind of rice in the supermarket, but she does not plan to take the seeds out, because the fields are owned by the village collective, and they will be confiscated if they are taken out.

If it is planted in the vegetable garden and someone reports it, the loss outweighs the gain.

Zhou Yi made a dish of cold fungus, an egg soup with rattan vegetables, and Song Xi's fried sausage. For two people, two dishes and one soup are enough.

"Daughter-in-law, the smell of the rice today is a bit strange!" Zhou Yi was a little surprised when a fresh fragrance came over his face when he was serving the rice.

"Yes, that's because I added a handful of green rice to it. I didn't expect there to be a village growing green rice outside!" Song Xi took Zhou Yisheng's rice, sat down and ate it, "But the rice yield is very large. Low, their family didn’t get a few catties, so I only bought two catties, a small handful at a time, enough for us to eat for a while, if I meet other people selling green rice next time, I’ll buy some more Come back, although it is a bit expensive, it is really worth buying this!"

"Well, as long as the daughter-in-law likes it." Zhou Yi filled the meal, sat down opposite Song Xi, and began to taste the fried sausage made by Song Xi.

It's spicy and spicy, and it's really delicious. He has never eaten such a delicious fried sausage.

The little daughter-in-law really has a lot of research on food, but their family is rich, so they can eat as long as they can buy it, so don't treat your mouth badly!

Song Xi handed the tea mug to Zhou Yi, "Drink some herbal tea to relieve the spiciness."

When she was making stir-fried fatty sausages, she took a large bottle of XX Ji herbal tea from the supermarket, poured a teacup for each person, and kept the rest in the supermarket for drinking next time.

Zhou Yi looked at the dark tea, frowned slightly, Song Xi just caught it, and smiled helplessly, "Drink it at ease, it's not poisonous, have you heard too many stories about Wu Dalang? I'm a little village girl, where can I go?" To do those outlandish things?"

Besides, Wu Dalang's incident is clearly false, it was maliciously slandered by others. In modern times, the truth can be found on the Internet, but she can't tell it now!

Zhou Yi gave Song Xi a smirk, "I'm just curious, how can I think so much? Even if it's really poison, as long as it's prepared by my wife, I can still drink it."

As he said that, he took a sip. Although the taste was a bit strange, it was quite delicious, but the tea leaves in it were not strong, and there was a refreshing feeling. The name of herbal tea is really correct.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Song Xi rolled his eyes at him coquettishly, "With me here, I will let you taste all the delicacies in this world."

Don't look at Song Xi who just graduated and ran a Hanfu studio, and later opened a large supermarket, but Song Xi still has a lot of time for herself.

When she is alone, she likes to learn some life skills on the Internet.

For example, cooking, not to mention the eight major cuisines, as long as the kitchen utensils are complete, Western food can also be prepared.

Learn to make pastries, preserved fruits, make fruit wine with friends, and make handmade soap, extract pure dew and essential oils from flowers...

In her short life of more than twenty years, she has really learned a lot of skills.

The skills learned in modern times have become her most precious wealth.

It's just that there is no such condition to show it now!

"I'm not interested in the so-called delicacy in this world. The delicacy I'm interested in is right in front of me." Zhou Yi looked at Song Xi with deep and tender eyes.

Song Xi was quite embarrassed by Zhou Yi's look. After glaring at him, he speeded up his meal.

Because she was going to see the little shelduck once.

Under the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, the little shelduck looks different every day.

The little shelduck can call, but the sound is not loud, not like the big white duck quacking.

At night, when both of them packed up and lay down to rest, Song Xi turned his back to Zhou Yi, closed his eyes, and consciously entered the roof of the supermarket.

As a result, he was horrified by the sight in front of him.

Unexpectedly, it was pitch black.

It seems that the world on the top of the building has the same flow of time as the outside. It is night outside, and it is also night on the top of the building.

Only the inner space of the supermarket and the underground garage were still, but the temperature on the roof was higher than the temperature outside, Song Xi didn't feel cold inside.

Song Xi came to the greenhouse and pressed the switch on the lights in the greenhouse, and immediately the whole balcony was lit with warm yellow lights.