Thinking of the space's acceleration, Ye Hao suddenly remembered the chicks he exchanged at the Pigeon Market that morning.
With ten times acceleration, they wouldn't have starved to death, would they? The land in the space was completely empty.
Ye Hao busily looked around and found that the chicks had changed dramatically.
The two chicks had already grown into half-grown chickens.
The fried chicken in later fried chicken shops was made from chickens of this size.
It was then that Ye Hao also noticed that one of the two chickens was a rooster and the other a hen.
Now, the two chickens could breed into a large family.
Thinking of having flocks of chickens and endless eggs in the future, Ye Hao's mouth watered.
But Ye Hao didn't understand how these two chickens grew so large without food. Could it be that animals in the space didn't need to eat to grow?
Just as Ye Hao was wondering, he saw the two chickens go to the shallow edge of the fish pond and catch small fish, shrimp, and snails to eat. At this point, Ye Hao understood why these two chickens hadn't starved to death.
Ye Hao was also dumbfounded, thinking, "These two chickens are really comfortable. They eat small fish and shrimp raised in spring water and drink spring water. I don't even have such a good life."
Ye Hao ignored the two chickens and went straight to his planned grain planting area.
The grain planting area was in the southwest direction of the space.
Upon reaching the grain planting area, Ye Hao, with a thought, cultivated a patch of land.
He planted the potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn he had exchanged at the Pigeon Market earlier.
Although it wasn't much, it was just the beginning.
Ye Hao believed that it wouldn't be long before his space was filled with grain.
Then he would no longer have to worry about food and drink.
After tidying up the space, Ye Hao prepared to go out for a walk.
After all, he hadn't seen Beijing in the 1960s yet.
The original owner's memories were all about getting food; he had never paid attention to the scenery of Beijing.
Since he had come to this era, he might as well go and see it.
In this era, every household left their doors unlocked at night, so Ye Hao followed suit and didn't lock his door.
Leaving the Four-sided Courtyard, Ye Hao walked towards the Hucheng River, intending to get some more fish fry to put in.
He wanted to prepare more before going to the countryside, just in case.
Walking through Beijing in the 1960s, Ye Hao looked at the people coming and going, dressed in black, blue, or gray clothes, which felt very new to him, who was used to the colorful clothes of later generations.
On the road, he only saw a few streetcars passing by; Ye Hao didn't see a single other car.
Thinking of the traffic jams in Beijing in later generations, he sighed at how fast times had developed.
Now, having a bicycle at home was already a big deal.
There were no skyscrapers like in later generations, only low, flat houses.
There were no various street vendors like in later generations, only dense, messy power lines.
There was no constant flow of traffic like in later generations, only faces full of hope.
From these smiling faces, Ye Hao read hope for life.
This was rarely seen in later generations.
At this moment, Ye Hao felt that things were quite good now; there were no car loans or mortgage pressures like in later generations, bending one's back.
Although he might go hungry here, it was full of hope.
Walking and observing, Ye Hao felt like he didn't belong to this world.
It was as if he had walked out of a time corridor; everything coming and going had nothing to do with him.
He was visiting, recording, and appreciating this era, appearing out of place.
After an unknown period of walking, he finally reached the Hucheng River. Seeing that the water in the Hucheng River was less than in previous years,
He knew how severe the drought was.
He didn't think about collecting water from the Hucheng River, as there was spring water in the space.
Fish raised in spring water could also grow faster.
Ye Hao took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, and went down into the Hucheng River.
He put his hand into the river water, thinking of only collecting fish, not water.
At this moment, he discovered a new function of the space.
Anything within five meters of Ye Hao could be collected into the space with a single thought, provided that the item's length, width, and height were all within five meters.
For example, a tree dozens of meters tall could not be collected now.
With a thought, many small fish and shrimp instantly appeared in the space.
But there were no large ones. Indeed, during this nationwide famine, there was no food, as evidenced by the people with fishing rods by the Hucheng River, all hoping to try their luck, and if they caught one, they could have some meat at home.
Ye Hao didn't mind the small fish; anyway, once they entered the space, size wasn't an issue, and they would all turn into large fish in a few days.
He didn't even let go of the aquatic plants; Ye Hao was truly a penny-pincher.
After collecting everything within this five-meter radius, he went ashore and put on his shoes.
After that, he would walk a certain distance and collect some small fish and shrimp.
Knowing that he didn't need to touch things to collect them, Ye Hao no longer went into the water but walked along the bank, collecting as he went.
His trip wasn't in vain; he got so many small fish and shrimp and also learned about a new function of the space.
Seeing that he had collected enough, Ye Hao began to walk back along the river.
There were quite a few people by the river, all fishing enthusiasts.
One old man's equipment was not much worse than what would be seen in later generations: fishing rod, fishing line, bobber, folding stool, and landing net, not one missing.
As he passed by this old man, Ye Hao glanced into the old man's fish bucket, and sure enough, it was empty.
There were fewer fish in this river than people; even the best equipment couldn't catch fish.
The old man saw Ye Hao pass by and said nothing, just smiled and nodded in greeting.
Ye Hao returned a smile.
Looking at the others, their equipment was much poorer.
Most used homemade bamboo fishing rods, bobbers made of reed stalks, and as for fishhooks, they might have used their wives' sewing needles, heated red and bent themselves.
Perhaps only the fishing line was bought.
There were also a few children who didn't even have bamboo poles, just tree branches picked up by the roadside, which they used as fishing rods.
Just then, an old man next to him hooked a fish.
Although he used the simplest fishing equipment, the old man's rod lift gave Ye Hao the impression that he was holding a several-thousand-yuan fishing rod.
There was no sound of the line cutting through the water as imagined; the old man directly lifted the fish out.
It was just a crucian carp a little longer than a finger.
However, even for such a small fish, the old man's face, weathered by time, was beaming with smiles.
The other fishermen were also filled with envy.
They might not catch a single fish all day.
In his previous life, Ye Hao liked to watch fishing live streams during his breaks, but he had never tried it himself.
At that time, he had to support himself, working 996 every day, and had no extra time to go fishing.
Another reason was that he had no money; even a casual fishing rod cost several hundred yuan.
He also had to buy various accessories, and Ye Hao was reluctant to spend that money.
He could only satisfy his craving by watching on Douyin.
Ye Hao saw others fishing and wanted to try it himself, but he didn't have the tools now, and there weren't many fish in the Hucheng River, so he couldn't experience the joy of fishing.
Ye Hao then abandoned the idea of fishing now.
However, he made up his mind that before going to the countryside, he must get a set of fishing equipment in Beijing.
He would have a good time when he went to the countryside later.
Seeing so many people fishing by the river, Ye Hao was not in a hurry to go home.
He found a spot by the river and sat down.
He wanted to learn how people fished in this era.
Ye Hao found that most used earthworms for fishing.
There were also a few old men using something like commercial bait from later generations, and Ye Hao wanted to ask what it was.
But he was afraid of being abrupt; after all, they were strangers, and it wasn't good to just go up and ask. In later generations, he could offer a cigarette to ease the atmosphere, but Ye Hao had nothing on him now, so he felt embarrassed to disturb them and just watched quietly, thinking of preparing himself and coming back to ask next time.
Thus, Ye Hao spent the entire afternoon watching fishing by the river.
Not many caught fish; only four or five old men did. The one who caught the most was an old man using something similar to commercial bait, whether it was extreme luck or great skill.
The old man caught 4 carp; the largest one was about three or four jin, and the smaller ones were over a jin.
This made the other fishermen extremely envious.
Even Ye Hao was a little envious; using homemade fishing gear, in this fish-scarce Hucheng River, he actually caught such large carp, which was truly impressive.
Seeing that it was getting late, Ye Hao also got up and went home.