One hour to cook and five minutes to eat.

With just such a bowl of porridge, even Fang Yu could finish three bowls in a row.

What's more, one person has one bowl.

On such a hot day, they did not use their chopsticks immediately, but waited until the porridge was cool enough to eat before picking up the bowls.

Fang Yu recalled the eating methods in her memory.

First, take a small piece of lard, about half the size of a fingernail, put it into the porridge and stir it, so that the porridge looks a little oily and smells delicious.

Then stretch out the chopsticks, cut off a small piece of pickled radish, put it into your mouth and take a bite.

Um!

Isn’t this radish made of salt?

Fang Yu was so salty that she picked up the multi-grain porridge and took a big mouthful of it.

Fang Yu didn't even finish the piece of pickled radish in the end. A bowl of porridge was served with a piece of pickled radish that was probably only as big as a finger knuckle, and that was it.

The other two are similar.

In this era, salt is expensive. Pickled radishes are not only useful for cooking, but also a way to consume salt.

After eating, Fang Sanduo took off his turban. The turban, which had a strong smell of sweat, was placed on the chair. He sighed, and just sat there in a daze.

In the past, Fang Yu would sit on the threshold and study the earthen nest at this time, watching the ants move, and then wait until dark before going back to their respective houses to sleep.

Now Fang Yu took the initiative to help Huang Mei put away the dishes and chopsticks. Fang San took another look but didn't say anything. He still sat there calmly without knowing what he was thinking.

When Huang Mei saw Fang Yu's movements, there was a slight warmth in her eyes. The two of them put away the dishes and went to the kitchen. Huang Mei took the bucket to the only old well in the village to fetch water.

Fang Yu tidied up the kitchen, swept the floor, disposed of the plant ash in the stove, and swept it with a dustpan specially designed to collect plant ash.

Don’t throw away the plant ash. When plowing the soil, add some plant ash to restore some fertility.

That's how poor families are, they can't throw anything away and everything is useful.

When Huangmei came back from fetching water, they got together and washed the bowls and pots.

There is no trace of oil or water in the bowl. Apply two handfuls of it and rinse it with water and it will be clean.

After tidying up, the two returned to the room. At this time, it was almost dark outside. Fang Sanduo was still sitting in the original position, waving to the two of them and said.

"Come here and sit down..."

The two of them took their seats obediently.

Then Fang Sanduo spoke.

"Most of the seedlings in the field will not survive. Today we went to the river to fetch water. The river is almost dry. If you pick up a load, it will be very mixed."

"For God's sake, it hasn't rained at all. If this continues, these seedlings will all die!"

Fang Sanduo smacked his lips and sighed again, looking helpless and helpless.

In ancient times, farmers relied on the sky for their livelihood. Now if God doesn't give them face, it means they won't give them a way to survive.

"Mei, Aunt Liu said that there is a famine in the next county, which is probably true. I think we can't escape it either. During these days, if you order all the things at home, the food at home will be almost gone.

I'll go to the county town tomorrow and buy some food, and then I'll stock it up first."

"I heard from Niu Er that a bucket of rice in the county now costs 80 cents. These damn merchants are trying to suck our blood!"

The rise in food prices made Fang Sanduo angry again, slapping his hands on the table loudly, but showing helplessness.

As the lowest level of society, all he can do is accept it.

After a conversation, it got dark, and Fang Yu returned to her small room in the dark.

A half-grown boy, a poor man.

Fang Yu is now in her prime and in urgent need of nutrition. Today she only drank a bowl of porridge and an egg.

If it were the original Fang Yu, because she had been hungry for a long time, her appetite would naturally become smaller. She would feel full after eating a little, and she would still be full of energy the next day.

In fact, this is overdrafting the body.

This is also the reason why people in ancient times did not live long.

Especially in rural areas, if you can live to be over fifty, you are considered to be in good health.

After Fang Yu entered this world, his passive skills began to operate.

The iron stomach allowed Fang Yu's stomach to directly eliminate some of the functions that had been lost due to long-term starvation. Sensing that the body was in a state of extreme lack of nutrition, it worked at full strength to squeeze out every ounce of nutrition from the food eaten today.

came out.

But there really wasn't much food, and I couldn't even hold this small amount of porridge in my stomach for more than a few seconds.

In the past, he could eat seventy percent full, but now that he has an iron stomach, his stomach is never full!

Since the day, his stomach began to send Fang Yu messages of hunger crazily.

But no matter what, there is really nothing to eat here. Although he knows that there is rice at home, it is obviously impossible to eat this rice. This is their family's ration. If they eat it all, Fang Sanduo will have to eat it the next day.

Beat him to death.

Besides, such a small amount of rice is really not enough for Fang Yu to digest.

His body was extremely depleted. It lacked not only a tiny bit of nutrients, but also insufficient meat and carbohydrates. It was absolutely impossible to recover.

Under this situation, Fang Yu could only suppress the feeling of hunger, lie on the bed, and prepare to sleep.

However, the feeling of hunger was so strong that Fang Yu couldn't sleep despite tossing and turning.

When acquiring the Iron Stomach skill, Fang Yu always enjoyed its good aspects.

Fast digestion, speeding up the recovery of physical strength and injuries. In the previous three worlds, Fang Yu was rarely hungry. Therefore, this skill has always given Fang Yu better conditions to complete his tasks.

But in this world, the lack of food made him feel the "side effects" of an iron stomach for the first time.

When you are hungry for a long time, your need for food seems to be much higher than ordinary people!

The hungrier you are, the stronger your craving for food will be!

Therefore, Fang Yu tossed and turned, unable to sleep due to the torment.

In desperation, he could only rely on entering concentration and controlling his body to enter the "Turtle Breathing Technique" that he had studied when he was drifting in the previous world.

By reducing the frequency of physical activity and forcing the stomach into a dormant state, the hunger will slowly subside.

One night, Fang Yu maintained this state of breathlessness until tomorrow.

As soon as day broke, he was released from this state.

It cannot be used for a long time in the resting state, otherwise it will cause irreversible damage to the body.

And maintaining a state of tortoise breath does not mean that the physical consumption will stop. Sometimes it continues continuously, which is also a burden on the spirit.

When the physical fitness is not enough, the spirit cannot be full.

As soon as the restless state was lifted, Fang Yu's stomach growled in a short while. Fang Yu had no choice but to suppress this feeling of hunger with perseverance.

For the first time, he regretted incorporating the Iron Stomach skill into the mask.

This feeling of being hungry is really terrible.

If he doesn't suppress his hunger, in Fang Yu's eyes, anything can arouse his appetite.

The thatch under me, the soil on the ground, and the wooden threshold.

The rich taste of modern society has developed Fang Yu's developed taste system, so that he always has thatch that should be like wild grass roots. After two bites, sweet juice like sugar cane will overflow.

The soil on the ground may be chocolate-flavored, and it tastes sweet and delicious.

The threshold looked a bit like a soft panel, which made him want to take a bite.

Fang Yu has to activate the perseverance skill as a last resort.

Because, when he got up, he looked at the thatch on the bed. Being deceived and seduced by the taste, he stuffed the thatch into his mouth and took a few mouthfuls.

Only when the dry and tasteless taste of thatch reached his mind did Fang Yu wake up.

In order to prevent herself from hallucinating due to hunger, Fang Yu could only turn on her perseverance and suppress this terrifying hallucination.

In a state of perseverance, his spirit returned to normal.

But he knew in his heart that if he didn't solve the food problem early, he would be in such suffering every day.

Iron Stomach is easy to use, but when it cannot meet your needs, you have to bear the price.

Moreover, he needs to temper his body and combine it with Huxing Quan, both of which require a large amount of energy supply to maintain.

Being poor in literature and rich in martial arts is no joke.

In order for Fang Yu's body to return to its normal state and to be able to fully utilize the strength of his Tiger Walk Fist, he needs sufficient food and a long-term supply to complete his body's transformation.

In this situation, Fang Yu couldn't even stand still.

Forced exercise will only deplete one's body. Now his body is likely to die suddenly before the boxing is finished.

Because his body cannot bear such exertion and exercise.
To be continued...