Looking at Wen Shizhang, who was sitting opposite him with a frown face, Bian Rui almost broke his anger.

"You must understand them too. After all, not everyone can be as restrained as Yosuke Terashima and I," Bian Rui said comforting Wen Shizhang.

Wen Shizhang said: "I'm not doing anything either. I just think what they did is a bit unfavorable. I just asked this question, but I didn't ask one by one. I just asked a few people, and all these old bastards were all right..."

As he was talking, Wen Shizhang became happy himself. He was really angry, but when he said this, he was also happy when he remembered those old gangsters.

Bian Rui looked at Wen Shizhang and suddenly asked, "You are doing your daily life in the United States, right?"

"Why do you ask that?" Wen Shizhang asked back with some confusion.

Bian Rui said: "I just think your current idea is completely Chinese. Will there be a barrier when you return to the United States?"

Wen Shizhang replied: "You have never been to my home in the United States. There are not many people there, and the relationship between people is simple. Everyone just greets you when you meet. I have a small farm myself, but there is actually not much farming. Forget it, you will understand when you have time. It is best to go there in summer. In winter, it is cold in our place, so you may not accept it."

"I really have to go and see if I have time," Bian Rui said politely.

"Okay, I'm back. I still have a lot of things on my hands now. By the way, tell your friend Zhou Zheng that more than 40 people will come the day after tomorrow, and there are two big cars of things. Ask him if he can arrange a place to live there. The daily standard I can give is this number. If there are too many, I have to find a place for them to live in the village." Wen Shizhang stood up and was about to leave, but then he remembered such a thing and told Bian Rui.

After hearing this, Bian Rui nodded to him and responded to the matter. After responding, Bian Rui remembered the serious matter and asked, "Are you going to record it here?"

Wen Shizhang said, "I think the atmosphere here is better, it has an ancient style, and it can make a more sense of recording here. When the time comes, we will make some wine and start recording after eating and drinking. I think it will be better than what comes out in a professional recording studio..."

"That's OK!"

Bian Rui didn't say much, anyway, Wen Shizhang was responsible, and people said that if they did this, they would just do it according to their own wishes.

When he sent Wen Shizhang out, Bian Rui turned around and returned to his yard, sat back on the floor of the main hall and began to think about it. Bian Rui felt that since he was going to record, he had to do something and make the rate of the sequel. Don't record it for two or three weeks, even if Wen Shizhang suffered, Bian Rui himself would go crazy.

After thinking about what he could do, Bian Rui felt that taking out the firefly tree he made last time was good, but the seasons were a little different. Doesn’t Bian Rui have room for good? It’s okay to play like this for one night and two nights.

Thinking of this, Bian Rui put on his shoes and went out, and began to find traces of fireflies in the stream. Fortunately, the weather is not too cold yet, and it is not time to wear cotton coats, so after Bian Rui's careful search, he found some fireflies.

After sending these little guys into the space, Bian Rui started fiddling when he returned home.

After fiddling with him for a long time, Bian Rui felt that he was a little confused and did not make any interesting things, so he had to get these fireflies out and instead fiddle with others.

What are you fiddling with? Of course, they were the little bees caught by Bian Rui. These little bees do not build nests or collect honey in the space. As soon as Bian Rui entered the space, he flew around Bian Rui around him, so Bian Rui wanted to build a home for them.

Bian Rui has seen beehives, not only seen, but also played with them. He raised beehives in the village when he was a child, but they were not very successful. Bian Rui remembers the appearance of beehives clearly.

I have the material in my heart. Making a beehive is really not a big deal for Bian Rui. I will just seal a solid wood box.

Bian Rui could not put the bee chest in his yard. He was not stupid enough to turn his home into a place where bees danced, but he could not get too far away because the winter was about to be over, and the bees had no food to eat, so he could not stand the beginning of next year. So Bian Rui placed the bee chest on the sunny side of the hillside in front of his house. He walked past his home for about twenty minutes, and rode the ox for ten minutes. In this way, Bian Rui could walk there.

The beehive in Bian Rui was ready, placed in the right position, and sent the honey he had cut back back to the beehive, enough for the little bees in the beehive to live until the spring next year.

As for honey, besides Xiaofengzi honey, Bianrui can also collect other wild honey. Not to mention Bianrui, the people in the nearby villages are not too worried. Everyone just doesn’t want to look for it. If you really want to find it, you can always find some.

Early this morning, when Bian Rui got up, his father and grandfather came over. They also brought some small glass bottles, each of which was the same size, dozens of them. I don’t know what to use for the installation. Anyway, there were quite a few, so Bian Rui counted it and happened to be the number of households in the village.

As soon as he saw this stance, Bian Rui knew that today was the time to divide the honey. As expected, Bian Rui asked, and both the old man and the old man nodded.

"I'll get it done and I'll give you some money, so that everyone can ask for it," said Bian Rui's grandfather.

Bian Rui didn't say much after hearing this, so he went to the kitchen and took out the box of honey.

Although the honeycomb is quite large, if the honey produced is divided by household, each room will not be divided into two or three hundred grams, which is less than a pound.

But this is how everyone is. For these things, I would rather have a share of a little bit of them than anyone thinks of eating alone. Anyway, as long as there are enough things to share, everyone is willing to share with everyone.

Of course, Bian Rui means most, are there any stingy minority in the village? Of course, there are Bian Twenty-seven. After this kid lived in the village for a few days, no one wanted to pay attention to him, so he left without any interest.

Bian Rui's grandfather divided all the honey, made the bees in his bottle and tasted it, and then said happily: "This honey must be delicious in autumn, and it tastes good enough, and the honey in spring is a little worse."

"Master, I'll give these things?" Bian Rui asked.

Bian Rui's grandfather said, "Don't bother with this matter. Your dad and I will get them home later. Wait for your grandmother and your mom to bring them with you when they are going to make strings. Then you can just get one point. How can I use it to send it out? By the way, how about the recording of the things you mentioned? Record it quickly, otherwise will your sauerkraut still be pickled?"

After hearing grandpa say this, Bian Rui then patted his forehead: "If you don't mention it, I will really forget this matter!"

Now, there are hundreds of kilograms of high-seeded vegetables in the cellar of Bian Rui’s family.

"Pickle, don't pick the days. Today's sun is pretty good. I'll go find a few crock-pressing stones to come back later. I will start frying vegetables into the jar in the morning," said Bian Rui.

"Is your tank enough? I see you guys are going to pickle a lot this year?" asked Bian Rui's father.

Bian Rui thought for a moment: "I think it's almost the same, right?"

In addition to the vegetables he bought, Bian Rui also had them collected from his own home, and the space required was more than 1,000 kilograms. The high-bangzi vegetables he bought were now fed by Bian Rui as feed. The chickens and geese were grown in the remaining space. The ones grown in the remaining space looked like a hundred kilograms of their own. If you want to pickle such vegetables, it is impossible to pickle them without two or three large jars.

Dagan Bianrui has it at home, but I don’t know if it’s enough.

Seeing that his grandson was a little hesitant, Bian Rui's grandfather opened his mouth and asked, "Take me to see how many dishes you have saved, and then take me to see the jar!"

After hearing this, Bian Rui put down his work and took his grandfather to the backyard.

I went to the cellar to take a look, and then Bian Rui finally took the old man to look at the tank he prepared.

Who knew that when Bian Rui's grandfather saw the jar prepared by Bian Rui, he immediately shook his head: "It's too big for pickles. You are the big jar left by the old Taoist priest to fill water. Do you know what these jars are used for? ""It's the one that fills water," Bian Rui said.

Bian Rui naturally knew what these large cylinders were used for. There were also large cylinders with the same function in the Forbidden City, which was for fire prevention.

Bian Rui lives in a house full of solid wood. If it catches fire accidentally, it will bring water from the stream next to it. If you are exhausted, the house will probably be burned out. Therefore, there are such large tanks in the corners of the yard that can be called a quick fire extinguishing.

[Zeroling Book Network.]    How big is this tank? There is no problem with three adults standing inside. "This tank is not good. It has been soaked in rain for too long. The pickled sauerkraut is definitely rotten. So, I will ask the town to send you seven or eight new tanks later. The new tank that has not yet been broken is more suitable than these water tanks. When I wait for three or four years to pickle, the pickled sauerkraut that becomes an old tank will be more delicious..." Bian Rui's father directly began to teach his grandson.

Bian Rui did not argue with his grandfather. The old man is authoritative in this regard. It is correct to listen to their accuracy. If Bian Rui insists on using this water tank to pickle vegetables, the result of grandfather's words. He pickled a jar of rotten vegetables. He spent time saying that he had not eaten anything yet. "Okay, then you can send it here. I will prepare it myself and wait for the tank to start cooking fires as soon as it arrives!" Bian Rui said.

You must cook pickled sauerkraut. Put the high-top green vegetables in hot water and blanch them. It is not called blanching here. In the words of the older generation, you should kill the green soaking flavor of the green vegetables. Remove the green soaking flavor after the green soaking flavor, and hang them on the bamboo pole to control the moisture on the surface. Then put them in the jar layer by layer until the jar is filled. Then use a slurry to put them on the green vegetables and place them in a cool place. After a month and a half, a tank of delicious sauerkraut will be made.
Chapter completed!