One
Can't see people,
Restricted activities,
Every day I think about what I can eat the next day.
I really didn't expect that one day, I could also live the life in the movie. However, those films have only one actor.
I prefer four films, two of which I can't learn, one called Desert Island Rest of Life, and one called Teen Pi's Fantasy Drifting.
The other two have a lot to offer that can be applied to my current situation.
The first one is called I Am Legend.
Will Smith played, yes, the macho man who slapped the host at the most recent Oscar.
He has acted in many classic movies, which is also his confidence that he is not afraid of big things. For example, when happiness comes knocking on the door, the national Superman Hancock, the Jedi X-Men, and the one that took me to the beginning, this doomsday survival guide - I am a legend.
When you are isolated, the most feared thing is indulgence.
The last time I was quarantined was two years ago, I couldn't go out of the community, I worked from home, fortunately, there was no shortage of materials, I made a few meals of braised meat, and I ate ten pounds of fat. Since then, my weight has been like a dam that broke its banks and can no longer be stopped.
In I Am Legend, Will Smith has been working hard and maintaining a good figure.
The second part is called The Martian.
At that time, after watching this movie, I went to read the novel carefully, which was very attractive.
Mark, an astronaut played by Matt Damon, is trapped on Mars by a man in a space storm.
What's even more bizarre is that he took stock of the supplies, and the food was only enough to eat for a month.
Can I be rescued? I don't know. When will he be rescued? I don't know.
Fortunately, there were potatoes in the supplies, and Mark also mastered the method of preparing water, so Mark decided to grow potatoes on Mars.
Two
Like Mark, when I was first arrested, I took stock of my supplies.
Two pieces of beef, the legacy of the last weight loss failure, their existence is a humiliation to me.
Half a chicken, the last time I brought home the chicken, I didn't fry it for half a year, and I became a witness to my lazy cancer.
A dozen blueberries, lying in a bowl on the coffee table. The average person can't see it at all without washing.
The only green plants in the house were three and a half pots of green lotus, which should have left me a long time ago, and last time there was a cleaning aunt who watered them and saved them back.
When I continued to rummage, I pulled out two small cardboard boxes of potatoes from the cupboard, but unfortunately, when I unpacked them, I found that the buds of potatoes were already longer than normal potato seedlings. I thought about it for a moment, and it was supposed to be an antique from the same period as beef, and it also witnessed my entire journey from ambition to weight loss failure.
Potatoes and beef are what I think are a perfect match for weight loss, and it is more perfect to have meat and carbs, plus a little leaf or green pepper.
Cut the potatoes into chunks, cut the beef into chunks, boil in boiling water, add some vegetable leaves, and dip in a low-fat dipping sauce. Simple and straightforward.
Potatoes beef and green peppers, crushed into foam, salted, steamed, also delicious.
Now there's beef, but it's not potatoes.
But our conditions are much more abundant than Mark on Mars.
He has no water, we have.
He has no soil, we... Nor does it.
I glanced at the green lotus next to me. I'm sorry, I've always been a thin-hearted person, although a few of your brothers have spent a lot of formaldehyde with me through the difficult years, but now potatoes are obviously sexier than you, so I have to borrow your soil.
Three
To make sure potatoes can survive better, I consulted a friend of mine with a PhD in agronomy.
Lao Hua obviously did not know that he actually answered me with "do you use computer professionals to repair computers". I seem to see that the loss and ridicule in the eyes of the villagers when he returned home was the same as the eyes of the villagers after the Villagers let me perform a counting of money and I refused during the Spring Festival that year.
However, he still introduced me to a friend surnamed Ye, saying that his family is a potato family and has studied this aspect.
Old Flower said that Ye Friend's grandfather seemed to be yeltsin, and once said a passage about potatoes, "I still plant and harvest potatoes by my own hands." Every spring, our whole family works together to plant 8 small bags of potatoes, and in the autumn, we can harvest 8 large bags. ”
As soon as I heard that this was the result I wanted, I wanted to plant 8 small potatoes and then harvest 8 big piles.
I quickly got in touch with Ye's friend.
Sure enough, Ye Friend is very professional in this regard. Potatoes, he said, were first eaten by Indians in South America, native to the Andes and Chilean mountains, and were later brought back to Eurasia by European colonists.
I interrupted my friend Ye and I said, friend, do you know that the area is not only rich in potatoes, but also rich in a scarce metal element, lithium, and now we Chinese capitalists plan to bring that lithium back from there.
Friend Ye is a little impatient, we are discussing academics, do not use your dirty financial judgment to look at such pure knowledge.
Ye Friends went on to talk about it, and later a pharmacist named Farmont brought potatoes to France, which was highly cherished by the French nobility, but at that time they were always regarded as ornamental plants.
Ye Friend specifically emphasized here that Farmon should be his distant cousin. Another distant cousin of his, Jonas Altruma of Gothenburg, Sweden, planted some potatoes on his own family's estate, becoming the first potato eater in Europe.
Four
Ye Friends know a lot, and even talked to me about the literary and art circles from potatoes.
He asked me who I admired more in the Western painting world.
I said to myself, if you talk to me about writers and philosophers, I can discuss it with you for a day and a night. However, when it comes to painters and musicians, when preparing for the basic ability of the Shandong college entrance examination more than a decade ago, it was the peak of my knowledge reserve.
I said, Leonardo da Vinci?
Ye friends said that they would only draw eggs and were unremarkable.
And I said, Monet?
Ye Friend said that he would only show off his skills and had no connotation.
I say again, Picasso?
Ye Friend said that his personal morality is not good, and he sells his reputation and reputation.
I had to ask Ye friend, so what do you see?
Ye friends said that in my opinion, only two painters can be remembered by history. One is Van Gogh.
I nodded. I once remembered a comment by Feng Zikai, "His works of various eras are completely records of the life of an era." This kind of tragic and talented character is probably only comparable to Du Fu in Chinese history.
Ye Friend then asked, then do you know which of his best works is?
I learned to be smart this time, and I asked him what he thought.
Ye Friend threw over a picture and said, this one, potato eaters. Like Don Quixote, Van Gogh found the farmer who grew potatoes, dug potatoes, ate potatoes every day, and ate potatoes as a staple food. This was their life, and it was also the life of the entire Dutch peasants at that time.
Ye friend said that this painting is collected in my family's potato farm. Human beings can survive hunger and go to food and clothing, and potatoes are indispensable. Nowadays, people want to pursue a better quality of life, a better quality of body shape, but also inseparable from potatoes. These are all van Gogh's meanings.
I thought about it, if what Ye Friend said was true, then the collection of the Dutch Muller Museum must be fake.
I then asked Ye who the other painter was.
Ye friends said, Miller, Jean François Miller.
I'm a little confused, I only know three Millers, and it's a shame there isn't one. The first was Reggie Miller, who played for the NBA Pacers, creating an 8-point Miller moment with 8 seconds. The second is Wentworth Miller, the protagonist of the American drama Prison Break. Third place is Richard Miller.
Ye went on to say that Miller's greatest contribution was to discover the beauty of the laborers on the land of France, and it is said that he inspired Engels and gave him a deeper understanding of the ideas of the laborers. His best work is this one, the man who collects potatoes.
He also threw the picture at me.
I immediately asked, if so, that this one is also on your estate.
Ye Friend did not deny it.
I think the one in the Collection in the United States is indeed a fake. Friend Ye single-handedly repaid the revenge of the Eight-Nation Alliance for robbing our cultural relics.
Five
Ye friend is still very interesting, I heard that I planted potatoes to eat, generously said, sent me two bags of potatoes.
However, he immediately reacted and said, Alas, it is not a domestic epidemic now, is it impossible to send it. I'm in France, our estate is near the Loire Valley, and I have the opportunity to come and play.
I said, ah, it's a bit of an epidemic, but it's okay, the courier can be received. You're near the Loire, so when you can't send potatoes, pick up a few bottles of Sauvignon Blanc. I heard that Sauvignon Blanc is the most authentic in your place.
Ye friends said, OK, ok, no problem, but the smell of Sauvignon Blanc is relatively strong, and domestic friends may not be used to drinking.
I said, ah, it's okay, I'm just a good allegory. Who doesn't have a little lovesickness when they're closed and isolated here?
Ye friend said, good, good, good, there is time to talk.
Outside the window, the sun was about to set, leaving me sitting in the office chair I bought from IKEA.
Sauvignon Blanc
Before sunset, I was on this balcony looking out over the mountain
Often lie quietly for a while
Read a book
Rest your hands behind your head and close your eyes
Think again
The one who won't come to see me again
Her smooth forehead
Long legs that long skirts can't cover
Mischievous and triumphant smile
The face that floated out of the fruit pile
Seems a little shy...
I'm going to finish before sunset
She's more vivid
So that it will not be engulfed by night
The mountains are even more brilliant
Before sunset, I'm going to read another little book
Trying to forget her
Drinking water, lifting iron, bathing, changing clothes...
Lie down and forget about her
Forget her at least every day
(The poems are copied.) For Sauvignon Blanc this wine copied. ）