《Ancient Wife [ DANMEI MTL ]》3: Take it Easy
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The reason why Liang Han called out the virtual panel was because of the things in the system gift.
He clicked on the system gift button, which contained a bottle of blue medicinal liquid called Physique Enhancement Liquid.
This bottle of medicinal liquid was given by the system when he first got it. Because farming is a hard job and requires a strong physique, and the physique enhancement liquid can improve people's physical functions, allowing users to plant more without considering planting as a burden.
Because Liang Hansheng's physique is very strong, he has never taken this bottle of medicinal liquid, thinking about when his body needs it before drinking it.
It's just that in the original world, when he never encountered the need for medicinal liquid, he didn't expect to encounter the situation that he needed immediately when he arrived in this world.
In addition to strengthening physical functions, the physique enhancement liquid can also be said to be a good therapeutic drug, and now he is full of injuries and needs this drug for treatment.
Liang Han clicked the liquid medicine icon, and then chose to take it out.
A bottle of blue liquid medicine appeared in his hand. Because the instructions state that users need to take ten milliliters of liquid medicine every month to gradually improve their physique.
Do not take too much, so as not to cause unbearable consequences for the body.
Liang Han poured ten milliliters of the medicinal liquid into the measuring cup he brought with him.
He sniffed the smell first, and found that there was no strange smell. Then he tried to sip it a little, and found that it tasted pretty good, so he drank all the medicine in one breath.
Then put the rest of the medicine back into the system. After a while, he realized that he was very sleepy, and he couldn't care too much. He pulled the quilt and lay down, and soon fell asleep.
But when he woke up the next day, Liang Han found that he was still in this room.
Traveling through was not a dream, which really made him regret. However, from the current situation, he had to accept the fact that he had traveled to ancient times.
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He felt his body and found that his body was no longer in pain.
After being surprised by the amazing efficacy of the physique booster, he thought that he still have the golden finger of the implant system.
Even in ancient times, he had the capital to settle down. Anyway, come here, let's have a good time. He was more at ease with the situation and decided to stop worrying about the time-travel.
Listening to the howling wind outside, he feel a little cold. Thinking that it seems like it's just entering October, he didn't expect it to be so cold.
Touching the hard old quilt, Liang Han said with emotion, "The winter here is a time for farmers who have been busy for a year to cultivate. It can't be considered a good time. It seems that I have to find a way to quickly change to a warm quilt."
The original owner's family had no money, and he couldn't afford cotton or fabric.
Liang Han, who was in urgent need of money, was thinking about what to do. How to make some money first. Now all he can use is the planting system, he calls out the virtual interface, turns on the warehouse button, and sighs.
It turned out that before he came, he cleaned up the warehouse and sold most of the harvested things. If it was not easy to sell, he exchanged points with the system. Now there are only six seeds left. There are wheat seeds, rice seeds, pepper seeds, tomato seeds and pumpkin seeds. As for the potatoes, he had kept them for himself, but there were not many of them.
Of course, what he planted at the beginning was not just these kinds of plants, but the seeds were easy to buy in the original world.
Although the system also screened plants suitable for seed preservation, because some plants were more time-consuming to preserve seeds, he wanted to hurry up and replant other plants, but many of them did not leave seeds.
Just like cabbage, green onions, cucumbers and other plants, as for corn and sweet potatoes, although he has planted them, because he has always harvested fresh corn to eat, he did not leave any seeds.
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As for sweet potatoes, some were originally left as seeds, but they were later used by him to make porridge. It's a pity to think about it, if he had known earlier, he would definitely not have eaten all the sweet potatoes, at least one left.
As for the 5 cubic meters of space that he can use, it is mainly used for planting tools, and there are only two boxes of milk, one box of unsealed instant noodles, three bags of ham sausage, and some change.
The reason why he can still have so much food is because the world he lives in is summer. And the milk he bought was discounted milk that expired in more than ten days in the mall, and the instant noodles and ham sausages were also due to expire because they had been stored for a while.
The time in the system warehouse is still, and you don't have to worry about things going bad when you put it in it.
So, things that can be directly exchanged for money...nothing.
Looking at the empty warehouse, Liang Han thought to himself. "It seems that we can only plant some things and sell them first, but I only have a few seeds, and the only thing I can sell is wheat, it's just... "
He clicks the field button and can see what's going on in the planting system.
Both fields are now planted, one mu of melons and one mu of watermelons, it seems that they can be harvested in two days.
It's just that these two things are the products of summer.
Even if he planted them now, he would not dare to sell them. It seems that he can only wait for things to harvest wheat.
The main crops grown in Dongluo Village are millet, that is, millet, and wheat, as well as some beans, such as soybeans, green beans, and lentils.
Cotton must be planted, because the annual tax to be paid includes cloth and cotton.
In addition, rapeseed is also grown, which can be used to exchange for rapeseed oil. Of course, most of them are sold for money, and a little is reserved for oil change.
In fact, the oil that the villagers eat is mainly meat oil, which is lard.
After making up his mind, Liang Han got up, went outside and opened the door, and the cold wind roared. Shrinking his neck from the cold, Liang Han looked up at the gloomy sky.
"It looks like I wants to snow. The first snow since the beginning of winter will not be today, right? Alas, after the snow, the weather will change. It's getting colder, although the kang is being burned at home, but there is not enough firewood, so I have to find a way to get more firewood and come back."
Tightening the collar of his cotton-padded jacket, Liang Han went to the kitchen.
The yard of Liang Han's family is very large. The whole yard covers an area of one mu and is divided into front and back yards.
There are three connected houses in the yard plus a smaller room for food, facing south.
There is also a slightly lower kitchen by the east wall, and a woodshed in the backyard.
The front yard was quite empty, inlaid with two wooden sticks and tied with a thick hemp rope for drying clothes.
There is a persimmon tree in the backyard. This season is when the branches and leaves are withering, and there is a broken pigsty next to it.
Liang Han entered the kitchen and directly endured the special spirit of being frozen after washing with cold water.
Then he looked at the chaotic kitchen, and after a simple tidying up, he looked at the two bowls in the house, and it seemed that they were all bottomed out. The original owner had planned to go to the mill to grind flour in two days.
After wandering around, he couldn't find even the leaves of the root vegetable.
For the original owner who didn't grow winter vegetables, Liang Han didn't want to say anything more. Looking at the situation in the house. "It seems that I can only make do with instant noodles first."
After the fire was raised, some hot water was burned to wash the pots, bowls and chopsticks, and Liang Han started to cook breakfast.
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