Siheyuan magic can defeat magic

In front of the gate of the courtyard, Zhang Qing and Wang Hu stopped the cart.

Huang Abao behind him also stopped his rickshaw.

After Lu Yuan came down, he said to the two of them.

"That's it, carry the wood and follow me.

Abao, just stay here and watch over the car."

Zhang Qing and the other man nodded, picked up a piece of wood and put it on their shoulders.

Lu Yuan walked in front and led the way.

It was just past two in the afternoon, and most people in the hospital were at work.

Therefore, goalkeeper Yan Laokou is not in the yard at this moment.

As soon as Lu Yuan arrived at the central courtyard, he saw several women sitting under a big tree in the courtyard and bragging.

"Hey Xiaoyuan, what are you doing?"

Huang Guifang saw Lu Yuan coming in, followed by two people, carrying wood on their shoulders.

"Aunt Huang, we have no furniture at home. I have read some books recently and I plan to learn by myself.

You guys chat, I have something else to do, so I won’t say more.”

Lu Yuan responded as he walked.

After arriving at the backyard, Lu Yuan opened the door to his parents' room.

"You two bring the wood in."

Lu Yuan had no intention of performing in the yard, these pieces of wood were just used to cover up his tracks.

He wanted to make furniture with sandalwood, of course, in this empty room.

Zhang Qing and the other man didn't say much. After putting the wood into the room, they turned around and continued to go outside.

Lu Yuan opened the door of his room and took out the toolbox he bought last time.

Originally he was going to use iron nails to make the furniture.

But now that we have good materials, we can directly use the mortise and tenon structure technology.

Get the whole set of furniture ready.

We use a kang here, so there is no need to make a bed.

Just a table, chairs or something.

Before long, the two of them went back and forth and moved all the wood into the room.

"Thank you for your hard work, masters. Here is your wages. Take it and divide it among you."

Lu Yuan took out two ten thousand yuan bills and handed them over.

“Thank you, Boss. We are leaving now. You can come to us if you have any problems in the future.

My name is Zhang Qing, his name is Wang Hu, and we live in the compound at No. 52 in the alley next door. "

"Okay, I understand. I will help you if you need me next time."

After seeing the two off, Lu Yuan saw a few women poking their heads in to take a look at the Moon Gate.

However, Lu Yuan ignored them and took out all the tools directly from the box.

But then I thought, he hasn't eaten since he got up.

So he took out the tools, put them in the room, and locked the door again.

Open the kitchen door and start cooking.

When everyone saw that Lu Yuan did not start to process the wood, they lost interest.

Soon, white smoke billowed from Lu Yuan's kitchen.

Lu Yuan plans to cook rice today.

Rinse the rice, add water, and measure it with your fingers.

When the water is almost full, put the lid on and place the pot on the stove.

"Hey, these magic points are really not enough, do you want another wave of food temptation?"

Lu Yuan looked at the magic dots on the panel.

I only have one hundred and one points now. The system deducted two hundred from me today and I had to change the appraisal technique.

Since I don’t have enough magic points and don’t want to cause any trouble, I can just use the temptation of food. That should be fine.

The rice is given by the system, so now let’s stew some pig’s feet.

There is exactly a ton of pig's feet in the space that has not been eaten yet.

Then Lu Yuan lit a fire on another stove.

Wash the pot and add water first.

Lu Yuan took out four pig's trotters, each weighing one pound.

Lu Yuan picked up a pig's trotter and looked at it, and found that it had been cleaned.

I brought it to my nose and smelled it, and found that there was no bad smell or fishy smell.

After simply rinsing it with water, Lu Yuan put it directly into the pot with cold water.

He originally wanted to blanch it, but after seeing the quality, he thought it was unnecessary.

Open a bottle of Lao Baigan and pour a little down.

Then add the salt and put the lid on the pot.

"We don't have much firewood left, so I have to buy some coal tomorrow.

But where can I buy this coal? "

Lu Yuan checked his original body's memory, but didn't find out where he bought the coal, so he was a little confused.

But if there is no coal, then let someone get firewood.

You need coal and firewood, but it is difficult to light coal in winter.

As he was thinking, the water in the pot boiled. Lu Yuan picked up a spoon and planned to skim out the blood foam.

I opened the lid of the pot and looked at the soup inside, but there was no blood foam on the surface of the soup as I had imagined.

"As expected, the stuff produced by the system is really awesome."

I took a look at the water in the pot and found that it might not be enough, so I added two more scoops of water.

Only then did he put the lid on the pot and continue adding firewood.

Feeling his stomach rumbling, Lu Yuan slowly ate his chicken wings while looking at the fire.

After a while, he saw the pot start to make a gurgling sound, so he moved the firewood inside to the side where the pig's feet were stewed.

Only the charcoal and two smaller firewoods are left to bake the bottom of the pot so that the rice can reach maturity.

After more than half an hour, the pot went from emitting white smoke to the rich aroma it now has.

Last time, Lu Yuan only had pork porridge, and the aroma was not as strong as today's.

Because the porridge was almost cooked last time, the pork was added and it was taken out of the pot after not cooking for long.

This time it was different. Four pounds of pig’s trotters were stewed for more than half an hour.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of meat, and the aroma made Lu Yuan, who was squatting aside, drool.

"Hehe, that's it, I still don't believe it, aren't you greedy?

I can hardly bear it myself.”

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan hurriedly locked the kitchen to prevent anyone from pushing the door open.

It doesn't matter to other people, but if the old lady in the main house in the backyard really wants to push the door and come in.

It's really hard for him to say.

Lu Yuan opened the lid of the pot, poked it with chopsticks, and found that it was still a little hard.

It’s a pity that I don’t have a pressure cooker, otherwise it would have become mushy after pressing it for twenty minutes.

But Lu Yuan thought about it, poked a piece of pig's trotter with his chopsticks and picked it up.

After blowing a breath, he bit it.

"Well, it's OK, not too hard, edible."

Lu Yuan simply grabbed the food with his hands and started eating.

It's a bit hard, but it can't be said to be hard.

It should feel a bit crunchy.

After throwing the bones in his hand into the space, Lu Yuan got a bowl of rice.

Another pig's foot was inserted.

The rest is to let it continue to simmer.

"Mm, it smells really good. Although it's not well stewed, it still tastes very good."

Lu Yuan enjoyed his meal.

The people in the courtyard are not very nice.

At this moment, the old lady in the backyard was lying on the bed taking a nap.

Suddenly she smelled meat, and the smell was very fragrant.

This caused her, who was sleeping soundly, to drool from her mouth, soaking her pillow.

This woke her up.

"Hmm? This smell seems to come from that little guy Lu Yuan.

I didn’t get to eat the meat porridge I cooked last time, but it smells so good this time, it must have been cooked into soup.

No, old lady, I have to go there quickly."

The old lady turned over and got up from the bed.

Then he walked out of the house quickly without even taking his crutches.

Looking at the smoke coming out of Lu Yuan's kitchen, she knew she was right.

But she came out a little late, and at this moment, there were several women standing in the backyard.

There were Huang Guifang, Wang Yueling, Yang Ruihua, Jia Zhangshi and several other women from the courtyard.

Even He Yushui, Liu Guangfu, Yan Jiefang, and a few little kids who didn't go to school.

Everyone's eyes were directed towards Lu Yuan's kitchen.

Children, on the other hand, are constantly drooling and swallowing their saliva.

(Gentlemen, should we give them something to eat? Or should the protagonist eat the meat and they drink the soup?)