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A thick stack of banknotes,
The banknotes were divided into the banknotes and the meat banknotes. They were scattered and thin. Apart from the duck meat that was given to the customers for free,
They sold it for a total of fourteen yuan and forty-five cents and five cents,
Deducting the cost of buying the duck meat, it was six yuan,
The cost of the spices,
They made a net profit of more than six yuan, and they also earned nine catties and six taels of meat banknotes for free.
Zhao Lanxiang felt as if she had drunk cold and sweet sprite. She was very happy.
However, she did not reach the point of being complacent. In her mind, she thought of the young man who was selling food at the stall next to her,
Although he was sloppy,
However, she was very careful in her dressing. If she still wanted to continue this black job of buying and selling,
She had to be more low-key and cautious.
Zhao Lanxiang habitually took a detour around the remote mountain road,
She took a detour from the county to the town. After she sold her things, she did not dare to stay in the county. When she reached the town, she dared to use the note to buy a catty of pork tripe, a catty of sugar, and five catties of Fuqiang powder. After buying the things, she returned to Hezitun under the scorching noon sun.
After returning to Hezitun, Zhao Lanxiang went to return the bicycle first,
And invited Tang Qing to her house to eat noodles. When she went to look for Tang Qing,
He was playing the violin in his room. In addition, Zhao Lanxiang also accidentally bumped into Jiang Li at the captain's house.
When Jiang Li saw Zhao Lanxiang,
She let out a deep snort from the depths of her nose. "What are you doing here?"
In Jiang Li's eyes,
The image of Zhao Lanxiang's pestering of her brother had been deeply ingrained,
She was also used to Zhao Lanxiang's small attempts to please her. When Zhao Lanxiang became a little colder,
Jiang Li was more sensitive than anyone else. She immediately felt uncomfortable. Especially when her life was so miserable, while Zhao Lanxiang's life was incomparably comfortable.
She would only be scolded by Li Dali if she asked for leave every other day. However, when it was Zhao Lanxiang's turn, it became a natural thing. Li Dali never found fault with her and treated her kindly. How could this make Jiang Li happy?
Jiang Li said angrily, "My brother wrote me a letter. Do you want to read it?"
Jiang Li happened to come back from the village post office to pick up a letter. She took out a white letter from her pouch and waved it in front of Zhao Lanxiang.
Jiang Li knew what her brother wrote to Zhao Lanxiang. After Zhao Lanxiang read her brother's letter, wouldn't she unite with her from now on?
Jiang Li was really angry when she didn't eat Zhao Lanxiang's meat buns last time. She wrote to her brother that she and Zhao Lanxiang were assigned to Hezitun together. At the end, she wrote a bunch of bad things about Zhao Lanxiang with embellishment.
As her brother, Jiang Jianjun was very surprised when he received this letter, but he immediately understood.
Zhao Lanxiang might be taking a roundabout route. She finally became smarter and knew to bypass him to please his sister directly.
Jiang Li was the darling of the whole family. Jiang Jianjun's uncles gave birth to six boys. It wasn't until four years after his mother gave birth to him that she finally gave birth to a girl. The Jiang Family did their best to dote on their only child.
Jiang Jianjun knew in his heart that it wasn't easy to please his sister.
Zhao Lanxiang's eyes fell on the letter. She said with disinterest, "Oh."
She didn't need to read to know that Jiang Jianjun's letter must be full of requests to take good care of Jiang Li. Jiang Li had never suffered since she was young. If possible, she should help her more. Jiang Li was simple and impulsive. She could be easily deceived. She should keep an eye on her.
Of course … she wasn't Jiang Jianjun's wife yet. Jiang Jianjun's tone when he made these requests must be more subtle and tactful.
Zhao Lanxiang had no desire to read this kind of disgusting letter.
She said with a smile, "Oh … really? It's not convenient for an outsider like me to read your letter. I have something else to do … I won't disturb you. "
As she spoke, she walked to Tang Qing's room, knocked on his door, and shouted a few times.
Soon, the violin in the room stopped abruptly. He opened the door and saw Zhao Lanxiang. There was a touch of relaxation and joy on his young face. "Finished?"
Zhao Lanxiang nodded and said straightforwardly and generously, "I went to town to buy some noodles. There's no time like the present. Let me treat you to a meal."
She went to the county at least three times a month to do some bad things. It was definitely not safe to take a car. Wouldn't it be tiring to walk on the mountain road alone? The only way was to borrow Tang Qing's bicycle. In this way, she had to build a good relationship with Tang Qing. If there was a back and forth relationship, Zhao Lanxiang wouldn't be so embarrassed if she borrowed his bicycle.
Tang Qing didn't refuse. He was very happy to hear that there was food. "Then I must thank you, Comrade Zhao! I'll change my clothes first. Please wait for a moment. "
He was wearing the white undershirt that he usually wore in the living room. His two arms were exposed to keep cool. He was invited to eat noodles by a female comrade. Of course, he had to wear something formal.
Zhao Lanxiang waited patiently at the door. Her eyes moved from the wooden door to Jiang Li.
Jiang Li's pretty face was red with anger at this moment. She looked at Zhao Lanxiang with vigilance. "What are you doing here?"
Zhao Lanxiang was stung by her gaze. She suddenly thought of something. Jiang Li didn't necessarily come to the leader's house to look for him. She probably came to look for Tang Qing.
Combined with the strong hostility in Jiang Li's eyes, Zhao Lanxiang's guess was undoubtedly one hundred percent correct.
Tang Qing had a good temperament and was popular with people. His parents were high-level intellectuals who were professors at the Central Academy of Fine Arts. He was also neat and handsome. In addition, he was friendly and helpful. Many girls secretly admired him.
For a moment, Zhao Lanxiang's brows furrowed slightly.
Jiang Li's attitude also reminded her that she should keep a certain distance from Tang Qing. It was not appropriate to invite him to eat at her house alone.
So she said to Jiang Li, "I bought some noodles and invited Comrade Tang to eat noodles as a thank you. Do you want to join us?"
Jiang Li was happy. She immediately said the steamed buns that she had been thinking about. "I want to eat steamed buns."
Zhao Lanxiang politely refused. "It's too late to make steamed buns now. Let's eat noodles."
After she said that, the door of Tang Qing's room opened. He had changed into a dark blue shirt, which was loose and neat. Perhaps he was afraid that the female comrade would wait for him, so he carelessly wiped his face and came out with water droplets on the ends of his hair.
Tang Qing said, "Noodles are good. Comrade Zhao's noodles are delicious."
Jiang Li couldn't say anything more after Tang Qing said that. She felt shy and sweet. She didn't dare to look directly at Tang Qing. She lowered her head and said hesitantly, "Really? Then let's eat noodles. "
She probably hadn't even seen such a young girl before, right?
Zhao Lanxiang clenched her hands into fists and covered the corners of her mouth that she couldn't help laughing.
She walked in front with a huge schoolbag on her back and led the two to the He family's house. Jiang Li was very satisfied that Zhao Lanxiang avoided her tactfully, although she was too shy to speak when walking beside Tang Qing.
As for Tang Qing... his mind was now full of that bowl of delicately made, fragrant noodles.
When Zhao Lanxiang returned to the He family's house, she found that Sister He wasn't at home.
Sister He was assigned the job of raising the large group of cows. The cows needed to be taken care of every day. At this time, Sister He should be in the cowshed cutting grass for the cows. Zhao Lanxiang looked around and found that He Songbai was chopping firewood in the yard. She put down her schoolbag and carried the noodles, meat, and candies she bought into the woodshed.
She casually glanced around. The ashes in the stove were completely cold, so she knew that He Songbai didn't have lunch. She took out the fuqiang powder, cracked an egg into the noodles, added water, and mixed the noodles. The noodles with eggs were more bouncy. Thirty minutes later, she took out the dough and used the rolling pin to roll it over and over again, kneading and throwing it. She rolled the noodles over and over again. The white noodles were unbelievably obedient in her hands. They were soft and tough.
She stir-fried the spicy pork belly with lard and added some cornstarch to fry the pork belly until it was crispy. Finally, she poured the pork belly into the cooked noodles. With a sizzling sound, the hot oil fell into the clear soup. It was so fragrant that it was tempting.
She scooped out four bowls of noodles, one for each person. Zhao Lanxiang knew that He Songbai probably didn't like to eat at the same table as strangers. She first took a bowl of noodles to his room, then walked to her room and called Tang Qing and Jiang Li out to eat noodles.
Tang Qing and Jiang Li happily went to the woodshed to eat noodles, but Zhao Lanxiang walked to He Songbai.
The man was sweating profusely under the scorching sun. He chopped the thick firewood into thin firewood. This batch of firewood was thinner than the previous ones.
Zhao Lanxiang's heart was suddenly filled with sweetness when she saw it.
Zhao Lanxiang had an unavoidable worry recently. She wasn't used to cooking with the firewood stove in the countryside.
Because she needed to pay attention to the fire when cooking, she had to turn the fire down when the dishes were almost done. In the past, she only needed to turn the switch of the gas stove to lower the fire. Now, she had to take out the unburned firewood in the stove, making the woodshed dirty and smelly. He Songbai chopped the firewood into smaller pieces, so it was more convenient. She just needed to control the amount of firewood. When the fire was big, she would put more firewood, and when the fire was small, she would put less firewood.
She said with a smile, "I made a bowl of noodles and brought it to your room."
Under such a strong contrast, Jiang Li missed Zhao Lanxiang's noodles more and more.
At night, she thought about it over and over again. She even ate it in her dreams. When she woke up one day, her pillow was stained with saliva from her dream. Jiang Li knew that she couldn't bear it anymore. She couldn't wait to come to Zhao Lanxiang's place on the weekend.
She already understood a fact that she didn't want to admit. Even if she returned home, where she didn't lack anything, she still wouldn't be able to find noodles to her liking. If she wanted to eat noodles, she had to go find Zhao Lanxiang.
Wasn't it just food stamps and money? If she wanted it, she would give it to her! If she could eat noodles, she would even cut off her own flesh!
Zhao Lanxiang rubbed her forehead and said, "Noodles aren't something that you can eat whenever you want to. I didn't make soup last night, so I can't make fresh soup."
She only cared about waking up early to make mung bean cakes in the dark. How could she have the time to make soup? Moreover, she had no interest in accommodating Miss Zhao's taste.
Jiang Li, whose cheeks were red from the excitement of eating noodles, suddenly felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over her head. It was the first time in her life that she took the initiative, but she actually met with failure.
Jiang Li's rosy cheeks instantly lost their color. She puffed up her cheeks and said, "I want to eat now."
Didn't Zhao Lanxiang still want to be her sister-in-law? Now was such a good opportunity to curry favor, but she didn't want it. How long would she have to wait?
It was a pity that Zhao Lanxiang didn't buy it.
She spread out her hands and said lightly, "If you want to eat noodles, you first have to go to the store to buy bones. The journey back and forth will take at least three hours. After that, you have to boil soup for three hours. Once everything is done, you can finally start making noodles. By the time you can eat noodles, the sky will be dark.
But ….. all of this isn't important. The important thing is that today is the weekend, so there will be a lot of people lining up at the store. The line will take at least an hour. When it's your turn, there won't even be bones left. "
You want to eat?
In your dreams!
After Jiang Li heard this, she was like a frozen eggplant. After listening to Zhao Lanxiang's analysis, she also knew that she wouldn't be able to eat noodles today. She bit her lips in disappointment, like a pitiful abandoned dog.
She reluctantly took a step back and said, "I want to eat it tomorrow."
Zhao Lanxiang smiled as she continued to cut. She calmly said, "Didn't I say that you can't buy bones on the weekend?"
Jiang Li only wanted to stomp her feet. She had painstakingly thought of pork belly noodles for a week, but she couldn't even eat them?
She suddenly exploded and angrily threw out a sentence, "Don't think that I don't know. You just don't want to cook for me."
"This won't work, that won't work. Zhao Lanxiang, I think you don't want to be friends with my brother anymore, right?"
Zhao Lanxiang smiled and said, "How about this, next time I buy bones, I'll call you. But ….. you also know that I don't have many food stamps left ….. What about the meat? I also ate all the meat. "
As for whether there would be a next time, only she knew.
Her rosy cheeks suspiciously warmed up because she said something against her will. She was indeed "very poor". The food stamps and money she earned from her adventures weren't enough for her to spend. How could she let others eat and drink for free? If it was someone else, she would just treat them to a meal or two.
But Jiang Li ….. if anyone didn't have food to eat, she wouldn't be hungry and could even eat happily. Such a fat sheep, did she still need her "help"?
It would be kind of her not to ruthlessly rip her off.
Jiang Li struggled for a long time before painfully taking out one catty of food stamps and one catty of meat stamps from her pocket.
"I'm giving it all to you. I'm not eating your food for free. You took my food stamps, so you can't treat me like a donkey. "
Zhao Lanxiang smiled as she put the food stamps into her pocket. She was very satisfied.
Seeing that she had received so many food stamps, she went into the woodshed to get a bowl of green bean braised pork rice for Jiang Li.
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