She Only Cares About Cultivation

Li Qiuxia and Liu Caihua, although regretful, also understood in their hearts that drawing a clear line was good for both of them. Even blood brothers settle accounts clearly, let alone people who are unrelated? The fact that they were willing to help was a huge stroke of luck, and they should be content. So no matter what conditions were proposed, they had to comply.

Thus, after living together for a month, when the weather turned cool in September, An Yi resumed her comfortable and regular lifestyle of retirement.

The previous decades were tumultuous, while the subsequent decades seemed very comfortable. In this era, rural life is definitely better than city life.

Actually, given her circumstances at the time, she could have easily achieved a formal job, even if it meant being assigned as an ordinary worker at a food factory or match factory, it would have been a stable job, right?

Eh?

She chose to go against the norm and opted for her current lifestyle. Look, now living in a villa, raising pets, having enough food and drink, this life is so great that she wouldn’t trade it for anything.

The one male and one female cow in the space were adopted after the system upgrade. They could be sold to the system for Gold Coins or brought out to be slaughtered for meat.

Now there’s a newly raised calf, and killing it for meat is out of the question. There’s no need for cattle to do the work in the space, and living creatures from the outside can’t enter the space.

The chickens, ducks, and geese inside the space were also adopted and gradually bred. They could be slaughtered for meat or sold for Gold Coins.

Outside, the six hens, carefully selected, were from fertilized eggs she sold in the village and hatched using the space chickens. Originally, it was just to try, and unexpectedly it worked! Out of ten eggs, six hatched, and coincidentally, they were all hens.

Now the chicks have grown up, and every day she can collect five or six eggs. The chicken feed consists of wheat bran, rice bran, and corn husk from the space, mixed with rotten Vegetable Leaves and chopped sweet potato vines from the yard, perfect for feeding chickens.

Bean dregs are fed to the pigs and cattle. A family of three pigs is already ready to be eaten, but she’s a bit hesitant, especially when it comes to slaughtering in front of the piglets, it’s too cruel. So up to now, the only meat she has eaten is from chickens, ducks, and geese because there are more poultry and fewer livestock, and having a lot makes it easier to act without as much mental burden.

The time in the space flows at twice the rate of the outside world, so every day she can collect about twenty to thirty duck eggs, ten to twenty goose eggs, and thirty to forty chicken eggs.

With so many eggs, she can’t finish them herself, so she pickles Salted duck eggs. She doesn’t like eating goose eggs, and since chicken eggs are available outside, apart from duck eggs, the rest are sold into the space for Gold Coins.

The Salted duck eggs she pickles with yellow clay are oily, not too salty, super delicious, and with the preservation of the space, they actually taste happier than chicken eggs.

The town is really too far away, although her space has bicycles, about ten of them, she’s too lazy to ride.

These bicycles were collected over the years while running around the Northeast, some new, some old, enough to last her a lifetime without a problem.

She’s currently not short of money, so she’s not planning on going out to sell. If she needs money in the future, she’ll consider venturing out for business.

Anyway, the space can slowly accumulate goods, and she has nothing else to do, running around inside and outside the space, it’s enough to keep her busy.

There’s another month before the crops in the ground will be harvested. The cold in the Northeast arrives much faster than in the Central, and after entering September, it’s particularly noticeable, with large temperature differences between morning and evening, and only a brief warmth at noon.

The leaves are visibly turning yellow.

At the beginning of September, while doing her morning run, she made a brief stop by the riverside, specifically looking for a lowland near the hill with stones. Initially, she intended for the nuts to take a bath, but she found ’Northeast Crayfish’ crawfish in the rock crevices of the stream?

As it is well known, crayfish demand particularly high water quality, a testament to the good water quality of this era. She took out a frame she weaved from corn husk from the space and began bending over to search for crayfish in the stream.

Because crayfish must live in the cracks of flowing water, their taste is much fresher than that of small lobsters that require heavy oil and salt to mask the fishy taste. Just thinking about the Northeast specialty ’Tofu Crab Soup’, makes her mouth water.

Small lobsters are red, while crayfish are green. They’re not very big, as they grow slowly. It takes six to seven years for them to reach the size of an average farm-raised consumable small lobster. In later years, the price of these things soared to several hundred yuan per jin because they are difficult to cultivate, leading to a market price but no market availability, they simply cannot be bought.