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He Song Bai carelessly wiped his face with his palm.
His gaze looked at the gradually disappearing figure before he continued to look at the pile of firewood. He silently and powerfully chopped the firewood, repeating the boring action over and over again.
Although he was thin, he had endless strength like a young man. In addition, his stomach had finally seen some oily stars during this period of time,
Some meat quietly grew under his dark skin.
..
What Zhao Lanxiang didn't know was that when she walked to the woodshed,
The two people in the woodshed seemed to have never eaten their fill,
One after the other, eating happily.
Tang Qing was well-educated, so he could at least restrain himself,
Even if he wolfed down the food, it wasn't ugly.
Jiang Li, on the other hand, had already abandoned the reserved shyness of a girl,
She had also forgotten that the boy eating at the same table as her was the one she secretly liked.
Sigh! She finally understood why Zhou Jiazhen deliberately slurped the noodles so loudly that day,
It was as if he had never eaten noodles in his life.
Because... it was too, too delicious!
He bumped into Jiang Li, who hadn't eaten properly for a month,
The eight points of deliciousness also became ten points. Zhao Lanxiang's noodles were twelve points of deliciousness to Jiang Li. The soup was rich and delicious,
The noodles were smooth and crispy,
As she chewed, she could feel their tenacity the moment they were bitten off,
The pork belly hanging on the noodles was so crispy that it was mesmerizing,
It was crispy and fragrant in one bite,
The more she chewed, the more energetic it became, and the aftertaste in her mouth was endless. She held this bowl of steaming noodles and ate,
Jiang Li was thinking that it was a good thing that she came with Zhao Lanxiang,
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to eat such delicious food.
At this moment, she had completely forgotten about the steamed buns,
Her heart was completely captured by the noodles.
Jiang Li sucked on the noodles,
He finished a big bowl of soup at lightning speed, and burped.
She glanced at the remaining noodles in the pot and said to Zhao Lanxiang, "I want another bowl."
At this time, Zhao Lanxiang also sat down and slowly ate his bowl of noodles.
Seeing that Zhao Lanxiang ignored her, Jiang Li ground her teeth, but she wasn't angry. At this moment, her mind was filled with the fragrant noodles. She went to the pot and filled half a bowl.
Zhao Lanxiang swallowed a mouthful of noodles and said to Jiang Li, "Big Sister He and San Ya didn't come back for dinner. Don't pretend too much."
Jiang Li snorted and said, "It's rare for you to treat me to noodles, but you're still so stingy. Okay, okay, I got it."
Fortunately, Zhao Lanxiang thought that these two people hadn't eaten anything good ever since they came to the countryside. Perhaps they could eat quite a lot, so he kneaded an extra ball of noodles and put it in. Otherwise, with Miss Jiang and Young Master Tang's appetites, Eldest Sister and Youngest Sister's lunch would have been long gone.
Tang Qing ate a bowl of noodles and slowly sipped the soup. He said, "The soup is the most nutritious part of the whole bowl of noodles. Comrade Zhao, your soup is delicious."
Zhao Lanxiang smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliment."
Zhao Lanxiang accompanied Ling Tianyi to many banquets and parties, so his way of speaking was more American. Most people would say something when they were praised, but when it was her turn, she accepted it directly.
Tang Qing wanted to ask how to make the soup, but now he couldn't help laughing.
Zhao Lanxiang saw the curiosity in his eyes and said with a smile, "In fact, this soup is nothing special. You can make it according to my method, and you can eat it on the weekend when you are hungry. When you have time, you can go to the store and pick up some pork bones without meat. Don't worry, it doesn't need a meat coupon. You can buy a lot of pork bones for ten cents. It's very cheap. Stew the pork bones for two or three hours, and the soup will taste like what you drink. "
Of course, she added some other ingredients, which were not suitable to be told to outsiders. Although the pork belly noodles looked simple, the soup base was the secret recipe of a chain restaurant, which was worth a lot of money in the future.
At present, its meaning could only be to make people eat more happily.
Tang Qing said, "I see. You are so clever. You know how to make a bowl of noodles."
Jiang Li filled half a bowl of noodles and slurped the noodles. To be honest, this bowl of noodles was really excellent. Even the nanny hired by her family couldn't make it. However, for the sake of saving face, Jiang Li would not praise Zhao Lanxiang's cooking from the bottom of her heart. She just slurped the noodles silently.
Tang Qing solved a problem and asked excitedly, "But the noodles I make have always been soft and sticky. After eating with you, I finally have decent noodles. How do you make the noodles so smooth? "
Zhao Lanxiang did not intend to answer Tang Qing's question.
However, when she saw Jiang Li raise her curious eyes with a look of yearning, she understood that Eldest Miss also wanted to learn. No wonder she didn't interrupt just now. It turned out that she was listening to silently remember.
Zhao Lanxiang did not hide anything. These little tricks were trivial.
She finished the noodles, drank a mouthful of soup, and said, "When you make the noodles, just crack an egg and add some alkaline water. The noodles made with Fuqiang flour are more chewy. Other flour won't be as good. "
Tang Qing was finally satisfied. He happily enjoyed the soup in his bowl and drank it until there was not a drop left.
He thought that Comrade Zhao should lend him her bicycle a few more times. Maybe the next meal would be settled after a few more borrowings.
At this time, Tang Qing was still thinking about the steamed buns made by Zhao Lanxiang. Last time, when he smelled the fragrant meat in the farm tool room, his stomach was already hooked. When would he be lucky enough to eat it once? His wish would be fulfilled.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "Are you full? Just put your bowls and chopsticks down. I'll clean them up later. "
After Tang Qing finished the noodles, he handed a food coupon to Zhao Lanxiang. After all, he had eaten a meal of fine grain. It was not good to freeload food.
Jiang Li thought that Zhao Lanxiang wanted to please her brother and then please her. She never thought of giving Zhao Lanxiang a food coupon. However, when she saw Tang Qing take out a food coupon, she was embarrassed to be empty-handed. She gritted her teeth and took out a food coupon as well.
Jiang Li was not used to eating sweet potato and bean money rice without oil in the countryside. She often went to restaurants in the county to eat. The food coupons and money were spent very quickly. It seemed that she would not be able to last until the end of the month. Fortunately, the letter sent by Jiang Jianjun contained 20 catties of food coupons. Otherwise, she would not be able to open the pot.
Zhao Lanxiang saw the pain in Jiang Li's eyes. She smiled and refused, "I said that I'm treating you. If you take the food coupons, I won't dare to treat you next time."
"Go back to work and rest."
After hearing that, the two people left the He family's house with shame (satisfaction). Before they left, they washed the bowls and chopsticks on the table and thanked Zhao Lanxiang repeatedly. Of course, this was mainly referring to Tang Qing.
After sending the two of them off, Zhao Lanxiang finally heaved a sigh of relief.
The phrase "a half-grown boy eats until his mother is poor" was not crude at all. If she did not go to the black market to do some business, her food coupons would soon be out of money. How could she be so "generous" to treat people to a meal?
Zhao Lanxiang thought about the next black market transaction and thought about what to make to sell.
After a few days, Zhao Lanxiang had an idea. She bought 1.5 catties of mung beans from a farmer.
The next day, she got up early in the morning and soaked the fresh mung beans in water for three hours. Then, she steamed them in a steamer. After steaming them until they were soft and sticky, she took them out and kneaded them into mung bean paste. She sprinkled the snow-white rock sugar that she had just bought and mixed the mung bean powder with the flour. The tender and soft flour was kneaded into various patterns by her. She made three steamers of mung bean pastries that totaled 10 catties. The fresh mung beans were sweet and fragrant. Zhao Lanxiang tasted it. It was sweet, fragrant, and sticky. It was as delicious as she had imagined.
She carefully put the steaming mung bean pastries into her schoolbag. She was afraid that the mountainous road was too rough and would damage this delicate thing. She also stuffed a handful of dried grass in her schoolbag as a shock absorber. While the sky was still dark, she rode a bicycle to the city to sell these fragrant mung bean pastries.
However, before she could walk out the door, a person blocked her way.
The tall and thin man stood silently in front of her with a cold expression. In the dark night, his deep and cold eyes looked straight at her. His voice was hoarse and deep, "What do you want to do? Where are you going so early?"
Zhao Lanxiang touched the steaming mung bean pastries in her bag and confidently said in a low voice, "I want to sell mung bean pastries!"
He Songbai said, "You're not allowed to go."
Zhao Lanxiang tightened her grip on the strap of her schoolbag. She suddenly raised her head and a trace of ridicule flashed in her almond eyes, "Why do you care about me?"
"I've only been disciplined by my family my whole life. My father, my mother, my grandparents. Who are you … to care about me, en?"
She raised her head and made an en sound. She raised her voice slightly and looked at He Songbai with a burning gaze.
The night was hazy and the faint morning light couldn't illuminate the man's expression.
He was silent for a while. Then he used his hand to take off the strap on her shoulder and lightly said, "I'll help you sell it."
As he spoke, he put his schoolbag on his shoulder and rode the bicycle in the blink of an eye. He quickly rode more than ten meters away.
Zhao Lanxiang watched in horror as He Songbai agilely "robbed" her.
She chased after him and said breathlessly, "Wait — —"
He Songbai stopped the bicycle and saw the woman take out a large conical bamboo hat from somewhere. She put it on his head and said in a bad mood,
"There's a bag of stove ash in your schoolbag. When you go to the city to sell things, remember to put some on your face. Also … the mung bean pastries are sold for sixty cents per catty. You need a catty of food coupons. Meat coupons, cloth coupons, industrial coupons, soap coupons, and the like. Take whatever you want. Don't let me lose too much. I woke up at four o 'clock to make these mung bean pastries. "
Don't underestimate the mung bean pastries' price of sixty cents per catty. It was definitely not as valuable as selling duck food for fifteen cents per catty. But first of all, it wasn't meat. Secondly, when the mung bean pastries were steamed, they absorbed some water. The net weight was heavier than the raw material. Ducks consumed more than thirty kinds of spices and seasonings, which were expensive and required a lot of labor. The only expensive ingredient for mung bean pastries was white sugar. After careful calculation, the profit margin wasn't much worse than selling duck food.
He Songbai frowned.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "Let's go. The earlier we go, the earlier we can sell it."
He Songbai rode the bicycle and disappeared from Zhao Lanxiang's sight. At this time, the sky gradually brightened and scattered a few faint rays of morning light. Zhao Lanxiang sank into the grass and her shoes and socks were covered with a thin layer of dew.
After He Songbai disappeared, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.
Although this man didn't talk much and didn't have a sweet mouth, he wasn't that untactful.
With this thought, Zhao Lanxiang, who had some thoughts in her mind, suddenly felt enlightened and put down the burden in her heart.
She rubbed the stinky pig intestines clean with salt. After washing the intestines, she carefully washed the pig trotters. She carefully scraped the pig trotters with a knife and kneaded them with her ten thumbs as if she was massaging them. The white pig trotters with a tinge of red looked very cute under the clear water. Zhao Lanxiang, who was greedy for meat, couldn't wait to use her spices to quickly simmer them.
Half a catty of pig trotters wasn't a lot of meat. Even if it was cut into pieces, it would only be a few pieces. But Zhao Lanxiang, who was embarrassingly short of money, could only temporarily suppress her greedy heart.
Fortunately, these two things were very cost-effective except for the meat coupons. Half a catty of intestines was twenty cents, and the pig trotters were ten cents. She purposely chose pig trotters that were evenly distributed. Thinking that it was still early, she thought that there was still time to stew the five-spice pig trotters.
Sister He hadn't finished work yet, and it wasn't that early for the He family to cook dinner. She borrowed the He family's stove.
She blanched the pig trotters with water and soaked them in wine and soy sauce for half an hour. Then, she added some oil and ginger slices to the pot to fry. She used gauze to wrap the spices into a spice bag and put it into a small pot. Then, she put the pig trotters into the small pot and slowly simmered them. She simmered them until the water was almost dry and the pig trotters were glossy red.
The water in the pot bubbled. She smelled the rising fragrance with satisfaction and put the lid on the pot.
He Sanya got home first. She put down the heavy bag of pigweed on her back and couldn't help but walk to the woodshed when she smelled the fragrance. This was a strong and overpowering fragrance. When a hungry person smelled it, they would feel even more hungry. He Sanya's mouth was dripping with saliva. When she saw Zhao Lanxiang in the woodshed, she seemed to be stunned. She looked greedily at her for a while, then turned and ran to the yard to drink a big bowl of water. She took a handful of vegetables and drank it with the water.
Zhao Lanxiang, who was focused on cooking, was shocked by the sudden appearance of this little girl. Then, she saw her leaning against the well to drink water and eat wild vegetables. She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
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