MTL - Reborn To The Start Of The Apocalypse To Farm-Chapter 231 new year
The sound of chopping vegetables at home lasted for more than a long time. Fortunately, Wei Xuan's physical strength has increased sharply now. He has been busy with two kitchen knives for a whole day without feeling tired at all. Began happily peeling, scrubbing, and shredding the carrots.
These carrots and potatoes stored before the winter have not been used by Wei Xuan for a long time, but this cannot be blamed on him, after all, who made him a zombie now? Zombies shouldn't be eating normal meals, eating human flesh is the right way.
It's just that his zombie is a little different. Compared with human flesh, he can accept the meat of mutated animals. In addition, snowflakes can meet his daily consumption and replenish energy, so he can barely find some use for the vegetables at home occasionally. land.
Now these radishes are finally useful, otherwise Wei Xuan can only wait until next spring to plant them and wait for the seeds to bear... In other words, in his current state, is there any use for seeds, vegetables, fruit trees and hair? Apart from the "possibility" of being able to grow some fruits and vegetables with a decent taste, Wei Xuan can only cultivate this great cause as a hobby.
But having said that, now this behavior is really only a hobby.
Slightly chop the grated radish, add thirteen incense and sesame oil, mix well, and then put it into the prepared meat stuffing. Wei Xuan turned around and walked to the washbasin to confirm the state of the bottom. Seeing that the dough had fully woken up, he immediately took out a piece and kneaded it into strips, cut the dough, and rolled it out.
Round and regular dough pieces were rolled out one by one, Wei Xuan couldn't help but secretly sighed, this can be regarded as being forced by life to have a good cooking skill, right? Thinking back to before the end of the world, he didn't even know how to knead dough, but now he can make dough with the right hardness and a well-shaped dumpling wrapper, which he never dreamed of before. thought about it.
Stir the minced meat and shredded radish poured on top evenly, pick out some and stuff them into the white skin, Wei Xuan started to wrap the dumplings little by little. After a while, dumplings of similar size filled the grate. These dumplings don't need to be stored in the freezer at all. Wei Xuan went directly to a shaded room next door with no windows closed, and put the grated dumplings on an empty shelf near the window so that he can temporarily ignore them.
These days, Wei Xuan didn't heat the building, let alone install an electric heater in the room. As long as he opens all the windows of this house, the temperature in the room on the shady side will be at least seven or eight degrees below zero during the day, and if there is a gust of cold wind, even Wei Xuan will feel terribly cold standing here. It doesn't take long for this plate of dumplings to be placed here, at most an hour, it will definitely be frozen so that it can be used as a shameful concealed weapon.
Plate after plate, when the large pot of noodles and the large pot of fillings were all used up, six or seven multi-layered shelves were occupied in the room specially used for freezing things, which Wei Xuan had collected earlier. More than half of the grate and the wooden tray specially used to hold dumplings have also been taken up.
At this moment, he leisurely returned to his kitchen with the dumplings that were first put in that house—this plate of dumplings had been frozen hard.
Sit on a pot of water, wait for the water to boil, and then put the dumplings into the water one after another. After a while, the round dumplings began to sink and float in the boiling water.
After it was thoroughly cooked, Wei Xuan sat in the room in a good mood and started to eat with the suspected unspoiled vinegar!
The taste of the dough is not as fragrant as before, the taste of the carrot is ordinary, and the taste of the vinegar is a bit too sour. But it doesn't matter, he has enough delicious mutton as stuffing, these small problems can still be tolerated, at least the overall finished product can be regarded as the most delicious dumpling that Wei Xuan has eaten since entering the apocalypse.
After all, even if he was able to make dumplings before, he suffered from the lack of fresh meat, and the taste of the meat was not as fragrant as mutton, so he couldn't compare with today's meal.
"Alas, I should have been able to eat it last year." Wei Xuan sighed, picked up one and brought it to Du Hang's mouth. Du Hang caught it with his mouth open and chewed. It seems to have a "delicious" feeling, but the taste is not as good as Weixuan. So Wei Xuan found that Du Hang, who he had just fed, came over to ask for a kiss with a mouthful of mutton and carrots.
Pushing away the skinless and faceless face of a real zombie, Wei Xuan gave him a disgusted look: "You are not allowed to kiss during meals! Also, these things are not done during meals!"
Du Hang shrank back obediently, hung himself on Wei Xuan honestly and refused to leave, watched him eat the dumplings one by one, and opened his mouth to catch the dumplings he fed to him—it was still not as delicious as Wei Xuan .
Wei Xuan, who hadn't noticed that the zombies behind him had shifted their attention from the dumplings to himself, happily killed a handful of dumplings, not too entangled in wanting to eat a round belly in one go. After all, today is not the day of Chinese New Year.
"Well, it would be even better if there were cows, beef sauce, stewed beef, tripe and veal..." Wei Xuan, who was still unsatisfied after eating, suddenly remembered the cow he saw outside the city last year. I thought, maybe this group of zombie boys in my family can really just down a cow, and they won't suffer too much damage. Just think about it carefully, let the younger brothers go out to take risks for the sake of his own appetite... As the person in charge, leader, and nanny of a community, he still can't bear it.
Of course, when he led the team out for a stroll later, if he found a mutant cow that was easy to deal with, he could still lead the younger brothers to catch one and bring it back.
Thinking in his mind that after the beginning of spring, he would take his little brothers to the edge of the city without any problems. Wei Xuan was distracted while packing up the dishes, took them to the kitchen and cleaned them, and then was carried back to the bedroom by Du Hang, who had been waiting for a long time. On the big bed, I cleaned it up by the way...
The weather in winter is so cold that even the mood to go out for a walk is unbearable. Wei Xuan struggled for a while, then let a certain zombie who had finally mastered the "new skill" let him torment him a lot, but Wei Xuan unfortunately failed to make a game that day.
On the night of the New Year's Eve, there was another heavy snowfall in China except some places in the south. This is the first new snow in the fourth year of the last days (in the lunar calendar). From the evening of New Year's Eve, it snowed heavily until the fifth day of the new year. During this period, Wei Xuan excitedly ate several meals of dumplings, a few dishes fried with mutton, kebabs, kebabs and so on.
During this period, those in T city who got the big gift packages tried those things one after another even if they didn't dare to eat those things in their thirties. Although many things have long lost their original taste due to expiration, but being able to eat these things is better than relying on potatoes with a single taste, and those that have changed color, collected from nearby, and can barely make ends meet Food can be much stronger.
Without firecrackers, countdown, and Spring Festival Gala, this traditional festival passed quietly without many people even realizing it.
"...the dumplings are all eaten." Standing in the room with only empty shelves left, Wei Xuan looked at the situation in the room with some melancholy. In the past few days, it may be because of the Chinese New Year, he subconsciously wants to eat something to fill his appetite every day to feel full, but he accidentally ate up all the dumplings made.
Although the number is actually not too much, it is still filled with at least one-third of the shelves of dumplings in this room. Originally, Wei Xuan thought that if he ate one or two dumplings in one meal, he would probably be able to eat until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. However, it's only the fifth day of the new year, and the dumplings at home are completely eaten up.
After that... I'm afraid he really won't be able to eat dumplings for a long time.
The reason is not other than that there is basically no flour in the community. The last time he used it to make dumplings was the only unopened bag of flour he could find at home. Although there is still some flour in the community, it has been unsealed when it was discovered, and God knows how long it has been stored? Bad or bad flour.
These things are foods that he, who has a zombie stomach that can't be eaten, is unwilling to try food easily, so now he can only look forward to the spring of the next year and try it himself to see if he can use the seeds left at home and collected in autumn A crop grown to replace wheat.
In this way, farming is not completely useless to him, a zombie.
Thinking of this, Wei Xuan, feeling a sense of loss in his heart, turned around and went to the newly allocated room for storing seeds, and checked the collection inside.
When Wei Xuan was asleep, his zombie brother, led by his zombie boyfriend, ruined almost all the seeds he had saved before. Today, the only remaining seeds of the fruit are only a little bit, most of which are carrots (potato tubers can be planted when they germinate), and the remaining seeds basically belong to all kinds of golden vegetables.
Faced with such a tragic situation, Wei Xuan couldn't help but twitched in his heart again, sighed silently, and swallowed his complaints about his lover again - it can only be said that he didn't teach Du Hang well at the beginning, not Du Hang's fault! It must be because Wei Xuan was doing these things before that he took the zombie boys to farm, so Du Hang wanted to help him.
Turning around, he patted Du Hang's face with an inexplicable face. Wei Xuan dragged him out of the room again. There was no rush for these things, anyway, there were not many seeds, so he didn't need to set up a planter to plant them, and wait until the spring of next year.
