The pension plan of the ancient cannon fodder woman

Half an hour later, lunch was ready.

Su He and her sister made fried sweet potato chips and potatoes. As long as they were cut in advance and fried in hot oil, it was very convenient.

Half an hour later, Miaomiao and Tiantian were responsible for calling people. They didn't have to walk far, just shout a few times outside, and anyone who heard would tell each other.

After a while, all the big and small radishes gathered together.

Everyone took the initiative to take care of the younger ones, and after washing their hands, they sat at the dining table and prepared to eat.

"Let's eat."

At Miaomiao's command, everyone started picking up bowls to choose toppings.

Su He started letting Miao Miao gain experience two years ago, and now these kids have gotten used to following Miao Miao's leadership.

Su He was doing logistics work on the side with a smile on her face. When she saw that the onions and garlic were gone, she quickly replenished them.

Miaomiao only served the drinks after everyone had made their choice.

"After dinner, take a half-hour break to sleep. Men will have one room and women will have another. After waking up, we'll have afternoon tea together. Today's afternoon tea is sweet potato chips and spicy potatoes. There's also ice jelly. As usual, you can choose the toppings yourself."

The children cheered and said the ice jelly was the best.

"Aunt, I want some more raisins and dried hawthorns. I only ate two bowls last year and they were gone."

Miaomiao looked at Dashan speechlessly. Last year, he was only three years old. She was scared to death when he ate two bowls of food, but this boy was still not satisfied.

"Each person can eat no more than two bowls. It's enough to eat until you are 80% full each time. Eating too much is not good for your health."

Miaomiao felt that she was very reasonable, but Dashan had another opinion.

"But I am only half full after eating two bowls. I want to eat three bowls."

"Okay, then you eat one bowl."

Su He looked at Dashan's confused eyes and smiled with glee.

"No, it's three bowls."

Miaomiao crossed her hands and said to Shitou.

"Shitou, your brother questioned me."

Shitou put the bowl down on the spot, grabbed Dashan's arm and wanted to leave.

"go home."

"Okay, okay, one bowl is enough."

Dashan was flexible and grabbed the cold noodles his brother had prepared and started eating.

Shitou didn't bother with him and mixed another bowl for himself.

Dashan turned his grief and anger into strength and ate two bowls in one breath.

Two bowls are not his real strength, but his cousin’s fists are really all-out.

What a pity, he could have challenged for the fourth bowl.

Dashan looked at the plate of cold noodles with regret, and was dragged away for a walk by his brothers.

Su He sat at the end of the table and ate with Yue Ran.

Xiao Yueran is a gentle person and eats noodles slowly and carefully.

After eating the noodles, I would praise the chefs.

"My elder and younger cousins ​​cooked really delicious food. Yue Ran can help with the dishes."

Miaomiao smiled and touched Yueran's face, politely declining Yueran's kindness.

"Little baby, you don't have to do these things. Go take a walk with everyone. I'll ask you for help in a few years."

Xiao Yueran nodded obediently, drank the sour plum juice in the bamboo cup, took out the small handkerchief prepared by her mother to wipe her mouth, and got off the chair by herself.

"Then Yue Ran went for a walk."

Under the smiling gaze of her two cousins, Xiao Yueran invited Baoer and Dami to go with her.

Dashan never walks with them. He always walks half an hour longer than others.

This little fat boy is overweight. Wen Niang repeatedly asked Su He to make sure he controlled his weight.

Therefore, Dashan is often the first group of people to go out for a walk and the last group to come back.

Half an hour later, everyone fell asleep. The entire yard was silent except for the occasional chirping of birds and cicadas.

Apart from Suho, she liked to lie on the recliner and think about problems during such times.

She has been paying attention to climate change for the past four years.

Since the year before last, the daytime hours have slowly begun to shorten.

As of last month, it has been reduced from 16 and a half hours to 14 hours.

It seemed to be returning to normal, but she was worried that the weather would turn into polar night.

What is more terrifying is that the days are short and the nights are long.

The weather is uncontrollable, so we can only prepare more lighting.

Flashlights cannot be used openly and can only be used in emergencies.

The light from torches was limited and unstable, so Su He thought about it and decided to make some candles.

It was not practical to go to the grocery store in the city to buy candles. There were not enough of them and they were expensive. She could afford them, but the people in the village could not.

In addition to lighting, you also need to prepare some self-defense weapons.

She herself is fine, she has space, but her brothers and sisters don't.

Speaking of this, Su He felt a little regretful. He had not asked Liu Bai to teach the children self-defense skills over the years because he was only focused on making money.

Su He decided to let Liu Bai be the coach tomorrow.

Learn as much as you can, even if the polar night does not come, you will benefit from it for the rest of your life.

Su He took out a small notebook and wrote it down.

The next step is to strengthen the village’s defense capabilities.

Su He frowned and sighed, wondering if there was any information on this topic in her computer.

It’s okay, she still has time to prepare, just think about it slowly.

Su He entered the kitchen, closed the door, and then went into the space to look for information. Finally, he determined the raw material for making candles, Tung oil tree.

This pastoral village has it nearby, and in two or three months we can pick it and start making candles.

The production process is not complicated, and there are many tung trees. She only needs to find good people to help in advance.

I couldn’t find many people in my own village, so I could only look for people from the border village.

Su He carefully copied the production process. He could prepare the tools in these two months, and then start work immediately once the materials were in place.

This is a profitable business, and she can also make it into incense or flower shapes to sell for money.

But forget about the first three years and focus on basic models.

Su He calculated in a notebook how much money it would cost to make candles. These candles had no cost for raw materials, only the tools cost a little, and the biggest cost was labor.

The labor cost in the south was originally about 18 cents a day, but after people from the border villages came, the labor cost dropped a little.

Now you can find a lot of people for 15 cents without meals.

It's just right to wait until the autumn harvest is over before we start working on it. By then everyone will be free and there will be more people idle.

Su He wrote and drew on the notebook. An hour later, everyone woke up.

Su He heard the children shouting and walked into the kitchen with a smile.

A large bowl of sweet potato chips and potatoes was placed on the table, and the ice jelly and toppings were placed on another small table. Everyone spontaneously took a bowl and started to choose the ingredients.

This was not the first time for the children to participate, and they were all very cooperative and the team in the kitchen was well organized.

Apart from

"Mountain!"

Miaomiao walked over angrily with her hands on her hips.

Su He looked over in surprise, and laughed out loud the next second.

No wonder the boy agreed so readily when Miaomiao asked for a bowl.

This kid actually took a small wooden basin filled with rice and prepared to eat ice jelly.

"We agreed on this. Auntie, you are not keeping your word. I will give you one bowl right now. Wow!!!"

Dashan cried so sadly that Suhe felt a little sympathetic, but sympathy was sympathy, and she would never let Dashan use the bucket.

Miaomiao not only took the wooden barrel away, but also reserved a bowl for Dashan. This bowl was shallower than the ones everyone else used. Miaomiao took advantage of Dashan's young age and the fact that he didn't know how to distinguish between deep and shallow bowls, so she sold it to him directly.

"Look, isn't the mouth of this bowl bigger than others?"

Dashan wiped his tears, held the bowl in both hands and compared it with Yueran beside him. It was true that his was bigger.

Dashan was very happy and looked at Miaomiao innocently.

"Aunt still loves me."

After saying this, he looked at Baoer and Yueran with pride.

Yue Ran looked at Miao Miao hesitantly, then at Su He, and remained silent.

As for Baoer, she felt even less. She couldn't finish a bowl every time and never thought about eating more bowls. Of course, she didn't care about the bowl at this time.

"Yes, yes, you are right. Please wait in line and do not cut in line. It is shameful to cut in line."

Miaomiao nodded, trying not to laugh. This kid really didn't see that.

"I never cut in line, auntie. I'll wait until everyone has chosen their choice before I go."

Dashan smiled ingratiatingly at Miaomiao.

"Okay, Dashan, you did a good job. I'll tell your mother when we get back to the village that you did a great job. I'll bring you here next time."

Miaomiao touched Dashan's chubby face with satisfaction, and stepped aside to watch everyone select ingredients.