Ye Fu wiped the snow off the soles of his shoes and opened the door of the wooden house. A wave of heat came from inside. He quickly closed the door, took off his boots and put on cotton slippers. Ye Fu was ready to make dinner.
The charcoal in the kitchen stove was still burning. Ye Fu took a few pieces of wood piled in the corner. After sitting down, he picked up the ax next to the stove and started chopping wood.
After chopping the firewood and putting it into the stove, the sparks exploded. Ye Fu filled a kettle with water and put it on the stove.
Take out a pack of hazelnut mushrooms, put a handful into a bowl, and soak them in cold water for an hour.
The radio was placed outside, and Ye Fu played a new tape. It was a nostalgic folk song from the last century. The lazy and melodious song sounded. Ye Fu took a broom and began to clean the snow brought in from the door.
Doumiao and Luoluo kept surrounding her, and Ye Fu played with them for a while. When the water boiled, she picked up the pheasant outside the house, wiped its neck and bled it, then put it into an iron basin and poured boiling water into it.
Ye Fu carried the basin out of the house and went to the eaves outside the door to start plucking the hair. There was an iron bucket placed by Ye Fu not far from the yard. He threw the used garbage into the iron bucket and burned it when it was full.
The cold wind blew over, Ye Fu sniffed and returned to the house with the plucked pheasant.
Disembowel the pheasant, chop it into small pieces and put it into a bowl.
Ye Fu looked at the time and started putting the casserole on the stove, pouring in appropriate oil. After the oil was hot, he added peppercorns, chili peppers, green onions and ginger and stir-fried. Finally, he added chicken and stir-fried.
Ye Fu was choked by the smell of chili pepper and sneezed repeatedly. Doumiao and Luoluo ran to the kitchen door to look at her.
Stir-fry the chicken until it is halfway cooked, then pour in water, put the washed hazelnut mushrooms in, season with salt, pepper, and a little cooking wine, cover the lid and simmer for twenty to thirty minutes, add another spoonful of chicken essence, and continue to stew for another three minutes.
It will be ready in four minutes.
Ye Fu brought the casserole to the low table in front of the fireplace. The ten songs on the tape had finished playing and turned off automatically. After she washed her hands, she took out her tablet, found a drama about cooking, and started eating dinner.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The plot in the TV series was so funny that Ye Fu, a person with such a high laugh point, couldn't help laughing. Doumiao and Luoluo also started to eat their own dinner. Everything was done step by step and in an orderly manner.
Although pheasants are not very fat, their meat is delicate and delicious. Ye Fu really hopes to pick up a pheasant every day.
The ancients waited for the rabbit, she waited for the chicken.
A big pot of chicken leaves can't be finished in one meal, so I put the rest away and will eat it tomorrow.
After eating and drinking, Ye Fu washed the dishes and took out a ball of red yarn, planning to continue her crocheting career.
Red is the most suitable for sweaters and scarves, as it makes you feel warm.
Ye Fu added firewood to the fireplace and began to think about how to crochet.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." Doumiao came over to join in the fun again, and Ye Fu touched its ears.
"Doumiao, how about I help you make a dress."
Ye Fu planned to renovate an old piece of clothing. She had an old-fashioned sewing machine in her space and measured the size of Doumiao. Ye Fu just did what she said, put out the sewing machine and started making clothes for Doumiao.
The first time I did it, I was a little unskilled, and the clothes I made were ugly. Ye Fu put the clothes on Doumiao, and judging from its expression, he seemed to like it quite a lot.
Ye Fu kept up his efforts and made two more clothes for it to wear.
"Luoluo, do you also want clothes?"
Luoluo flapped her wings and flew away.
Ye Fu...
It took more than two hours to make three pieces of clothing for Doumiao. Ye Fu glanced at the ball of wool and planned to study it tomorrow.
Why are you so serious? She doesn't need to study, work, or get married now. Maybe one day the Blue Star will suddenly explode and she will die.
Forget it, take a shower and go to sleep.
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At night, the temperature outside the house had dropped to minus five degrees, and the snow was still falling. After washing, Ye Fu sat on the bed and looked at the snowy scene outside the window with emotion.
So beautiful.
This is probably what Liu Zongyuan wrote about: "Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared."
The alarm clock had been turned off by Ye Fu a long time ago. Now that her nerves were relaxed, she could sleep as late as she wanted. She didn't seem to be so afraid of the unknown tomorrow.
The fire pit is very warm. As a southerner, Ye Fu really feels the beauty of the fire pit. There is no need for air conditioning and floor heating. It is warm all night long.
The injuries on Luoluo's body have healed, but it has no intention of leaving. It seems that it relies on Ye for support, food, shelter, and Doumiao as a playmate. A bird has learned all this.
Looking for a backer is really a skill.
Ye Fu fell asleep in his wild thoughts. That night, the snow in the mountains became thicker again.
The red lantern at the door was swaying left and right in the wind. Some small animals that were out looking for food passed by the yard and ran away quickly after smelling the strange and dangerous smell.
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In the early morning, Ye Fu lay on the bed with his eyes open for almost an hour before getting up.
The wind was howling outside, and the fir branches not far away were broken by the wind. With a "click", the branches fell heavily to the ground.
Ye Fu put on his military coat, immediately put on his winter hat, and covered his ears and face.
Doumiao and Luoluo woke up a long time ago, and when they saw Ye holding the door open, they slipped out.
For breakfast, he had yesterday's leftover chicken stewed with mushrooms. Ye Fu took out two more large steamed buns to make sure he was full. Sure enough, when the weather gets cold, people gain weight and their appetite increases.
He walked around outside the house and found nothing wrong. Ye Fu wanted to go back to the house and continue knitting sweaters, but he found a series of footprints outside the fence door. Just looking at the footprints, Ye Fu couldn't tell what kind of animal they were.
But the claws are very small, it should be a small animal.
After throwing away the garbage, today's inspection was over. Ye Fu returned to the wooden house, started adding firewood to the fireplace, took out the yarn and crochet hook, and continued yesterday's work.
Ye Fu planned to crochet a scarf first to get a feel for it. She had crocheted it at home before, but she hadn't touched crochet for a few months and it seemed like her hands had grown a lot.
As long as practice makes perfect in everything, you will be able to perform well.
Ye Fu spent a whole morning and successfully crocheted a scarf. The red color is beautiful and makes the whole person look rosy.
After practicing with a scarf, I became able to crochet sweaters very quickly, and I crocheted the high neckline in the afternoon.
Thick smoke was emitted from the chimney of the wooden house. In the silent mountains, Ye Fu was busy with dinner again.
"What should I eat today?" Ye Fu was very confused. He took out the recipe and looked through it for a long time, and finally decided to make pork stewed vermicelli.
She had been admiring this famous Northeastern dish for a long time, but she had never made it.
Try it today.
Take a handful of sweet potato flour and soak it in water until soft. Cut the pork belly into pieces and put them aside.
Ye Fu looked at the recipe and operated it slowly.
"If I eat like this every day, I won't grow into a fat man, haha..."
This chapter has been completed!