59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

"Cauldron, axe!"

Chen Li took the kitchen axe in her hand, looked at the falling wood, and had the idea of ​​chopping wood.

"Big Pot, I'll help you chop wood."

"Forget about you, you're too small. With your arms, if you fail to hold the axe and damage the roof, that would be terrible."

Chen Feng took the axe and said, "I've chopped the wood. You and Xiao Jie will help me stack it in the corner. Do you know how to stack it?"

"I know. Cai Xiaochen's family puts two pieces of wood horizontally and then two pieces vertically, and finally piles them up this high!" Chen Li gestured with her hands and feet.

"Just know."

First, take out the old wooden blocks at home to serve as pads, and then use an axe to directly chop the tree trunk instead of slowly sawing it with a saw. If you have great strength, it is more convenient to chop with an axe.

Of course, there are limitations to this approach.

For example, you need to have great strength, and the wood cannot be too thick.

The largest diameter of the wood that Chen Feng pulled back was only a dozen centimeters, just right for him to split.

First, split dozens of two-meter-long tree trunks into sections, then use your hand to hold the axe and chop it lightly, clamp the axe, and apply force to the stump to split it into two.

Chen Li and Li Jie stepped forward happily, each holding a piece in their hands. After Chen Feng split the second section, they were finally able to build the wooden frame.

It only takes a few seconds to split a section. After a while, a wooden shelf more than one meter high is formed under the eaves of the kitchen door. The biggest advantage of the tic-tac-toe stacking method is that it is ventilated and can dry quickly.

"Big pot, this wood smells so good, the barbecue must be delicious."

At this time, Chen Li did not forget to barbecue.

"Haha, let's wait until the wood is dry."

"Big brother, Banggeng's family also has a lot of wood, and someone brought it here by car, and it's also a car like yours." Li Jie was a little envious: "My family doesn't have any wood, and it smells bad when burning coal."

"It's okay. Your father is off work. Ask him to bring some back and I'll give it to you tonight."

Chen Feng said with a smile.

These woods are all made of space. He can make as many as he wants. If he wasn't bored, he would just use space cutting to make more than a dozen pieces in a few seconds, and the cuts are extremely straight.

However, more ritual in life will bring more satisfaction.

It's like surviving in the wild. If you use a lighter, a machete, and a rope, what's the point?

Is this also called survival?

It's clearly a summer camp in the wild!

"Haha, bring back more wood when you have time. Cooking with coal is faster, but it's still not as delicious as cooking with wood." The old man interjected.

In fact, he was not used to eating meals cooked with coal, but he was old and had gone through the hardships of the Long March of tens of thousands of miles, so how could he pursue the desire of food?

"Okay, I'll go to the mountains a few more times in the next few days. Anyway, as long as I'm not hunting, I can cut as much wood as I want."

It is not the afterlife yet.

In later generations, when most of the forests were allocated to mountain villages, not only would people be sentenced to life imprisonment for burning mountains to prevent fires, but they would also be fined for cutting trees in the mountains.

The trees in each village are also an important resource. They have become one of the ways for village cadres to make profits, along with building ancestral halls, as one of the two major ways to get rich.

For the sake of tens of thousands of yuan, he sold tens of thousands of trees and swallowed up the money for returning the trees to the forest, becoming the richest man in the village overnight.

Nowadays, each mountain village has its own way of cutting down trees. In areas with large forests, villagers are casual about it, and as for people outside the village, it depends on their attitude. Often, they can get the deal done by smoking a cigarette or two and building some connections.

After a while, Qin Huairu came.

Seeing a pile of wood at the kitchen door, she felt the urge to leave.

"Huai Ru, you are here, sit down."

Night falls quickly in the north in winter. It was already dark outside. Ran Qiuye was pushing the stroller back home. Qin Huairu came over only after seeing this.

"I'm here to see Chen Feng."

"Oh, he's burning wood in the study."

Qin Huairu turned around and went to the yard and knocked on the study door a few times.

Chen Li pushed open the door and saw Qin Huairu. She asked softly, "Auntie, hello."

"Hello, little Lily." Qin Huairu couldn't help but smile.

As they are both daughters, she is particularly envious of the little girl, and sometimes even a little jealous.

The little girl is like a little princess, being so doted on by her family and being so doted on by Chen Feng. Her life is so miserable, and her daughter's life is also miserable.

Chen Feng was burning wood in an iron bucket in the study.

Before, there was little wood at home, so we could only give it to Chen Jianjun’s house. Now that we have so much more, we can naturally burn it. After this batch of dry wood is burned, the firewood at the kitchen door will be almost dry.

"Don't you take the wood from your house and put it inside at night?" Qin Huairu reminded.

Chen Feng hesitated for a few seconds, then said, "It shouldn't be that serious."

Qin Huairu rarely saw Chen Feng in such an expression, and smiled and said, "I think it's better to put it in the house. I also bought some wood, 1 cent per pound. Even if you don't need it at home, you can sell it and get a few dollars."

The market price of 6 kilograms of coal in the old city was only 2 cents, and one kilogram of coal was only cents. The market price of wood was cents per kilogram, which was indeed not cheap.

However, if one wanted to collect wood, one had to either go to Yanshan Mountain, which was more than ten kilometers away, or go to the woods that the villages in the city used as a source of income.

The former is too far, but the fare is definitely worth it.

The latter is very close, but the village committee and the commune are not stupid. This is one of the biggest sources of income they earn by selling to the city, and even their own people are not allowed to cut down trees at will.

"Uh, I'd better take it in."

Chen Feng glanced at Chen Hao and Fatty Wang beside him. Chen Hao was still concentrating on burning wood and was pulled out by Fatty Wang to move firewood.

"No need to move. If anyone dares to steal, I will beat his hands!" said the old man after asking a few questions outside.