This was an anti-theft badge,
The genuine edition was in Jinjiang literature city.
These internal organs and bones didn't have any oil and water. People didn't like to eat them, but Zhao Lanxiang didn't mind. These parts were all good things in her eyes. The value was no less than fat meat. It was just that the people in front of her lacked oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and condiments,
They just couldn't bring out their delicious taste.
In the end, Zhao Lanxiang snatched two catties of pure lean meat and two catties of pig trotters. She didn't leave out the kidneys, heads, and claws of chickens and ducks. She put them into her bag with a smile. She quickly spent all the unwarmed meat coupons that she had bought from Master Dao.
The salesperson of the non-staple food store couldn't help but cast sidelong glances at this generous girl and take a few more glances at her.
Zhao Lanxiang coughed lightly and explained, "I'm the new buyer of the canteen. I'm in charge of purchasing meat."
After Zhao Lanxiang said this, the salesperson's doubts were dispelled,
One had to know that sometimes the people in the city didn't eat as freely as the people in the countryside,
Each person's monthly share of pork was only half a catty to one catty,
Zhao Lanxiang bought a whole year's worth of pork in one go,
It was hard not to attract attention.
Zhao Lanxiang put the meat in a bamboo basket and quietly left the long line. She gave He Songbai, who was hidden in the alley, a look.
In order not to attract attention,
Zhao Lanxiang didn't take a car,
Instead, she chose to walk back to Hezi tun on foot,
She even specially chose to walk on remote mountain roads.
In this era, there was no such thing as free trading,
Except for farmers who had a small share of their own production,
The rest of the people who sold food and supplies were all categorized as speculators. Speculators were very dangerous behaviors. If they were caught, they would be punished according to the severity of the plot,
They would be dragged to labor camps or prison,
She didn't want to lose her life in order to earn money.
Zhao Lanxiang walked for ten miles,
She finally returned to Hezi tun before the sun set.
He Songbai's dark and thick brows had not relaxed since he came back from the black market street.
He followed the "audacious" Zhao Zhiqing. Along the way, he watched her carefully walk around the mountain road, and then she grabbed a few handfuls of wild vegetables and covered them tightly in a basket, pretending to be digging for wild vegetables. Only then did his tense face become less ugly.
If she was caught, the He family could not escape being an "accomplice". He Songbai explained his behavior of following Zhao Zhiqing in his heart.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't know the complex mental activities of the man at this time. After returning home, she went into the woodshed and began to busy herself with cooking.
She quickly cleaned the meat and picked out the chicken and duck meat. Then, she sliced some ginger and onions and added some seasoning wine and salt to marinate them. It would take a long time to marinate, and he would have to wait until noon the next day to finish marinating. She found an earthenware pot and put them in place. Then she began to prepare the delicate marinade.
The meat she was going to make was similar to the cold duck neck and duck feet that were popular in the future. It had a unique flavor and was very attractive.
In those days, because she and Sister He liked delicious food, Ling Tianyi sponsored a huge sum of money for a popular food program. Zhao Lanxiang was often invited to be a guest judge. The theme of the program was to go into folk food and explore the secret recipes of lost food. She benefited a lot from this program. From the first episode to the last one, she collected a lot of secret recipes.
She had tried all kinds of cuisines and local delicacies that she was interested in and tasted good. She didn't expect that this interest, which she cultivated in her leisure time, would become her skill now.
Zhao Lanxiang shook her head and sighed with emotion about the impermanence of the world.
She boiled more than 30 kinds of spices, such as star anise, cinnamon, fennel, grass fruit, cloves, amomum, pepper, cardamom, platycodon, bay leaves, and other spices into a pot of marinade. Then, she let it cool and waited for the duck meat to be marinated tomorrow.
After she finished cooking, the He family's kitchen overflowed with an incredible fragrance. The delicious spices were mixed with the sweet taste of meat.
Although the He family's old house was located in a relatively remote place, no one lived nearby. Zhao Lanxiang deliberately closed the windows when she was cooking. There was also a basin filled with charcoal that was not completely burned to absorb the smell. After she finished cooking the cold duck meat, she went out to take a breath of fresh air. The woodshed with the windows closed was as hot as a stove. Her black hair was sticking to her face. It was sticky and uncomfortable.
She pushed the door open and walked out. Then, she saw He Sanya, who was drooling.
Zhao Lanxiang smiled as she took out a piece of caramel candy from her pocket. "Have some."
This was the candy she bought for the child when she went to town. He Sanya loved to eat sweet things, but she had never eaten sweets in her life.
He Sanya's dark and bright eyes seemed to have been blessed. She accepted the candies, but her eyes couldn't help but look at the woodshed. This shabby and old woodshed of the He family had now become the heaven she yearned for in her heart. She smelled the aroma coming from the door, saliva dripping from the tip of her tongue. She swallowed her saliva from time to time.
Zhao Lanxiang's heart couldn't help but soften when she saw how pitiful and adorable she was.
She said, "There's pork trotters to eat tonight. Don't worry, I won't forget about you."
Then, she tapped the child's nose, and the corners of her lips curled up. It was the biggest affirmation she received that she was able to please someone with her homemade food.
Although … the child might not have eaten anything good before, so she couldn't stand even the slightest bit of good smell. But it didn't matter … She would use all that she had learned in her life to let her taste everything and fatten up this weak and pitiful child.
Zhao Lanxiang was still worried about the aroma coming out of the woodshed, so she went back and took out a pile of charcoal that hadn't been completely burned through. She smashed it into small pieces and placed them flat on the ground. Then, she tightly sealed the jar for the marinade and bacon.
She waited until the aroma was almost gone before she started to stew the pork trotters. Making the pork trotters with five spices wasn't as troublesome as making the marinade. A few days ago, when she made the five-spice pork trotters, she didn't find enough spices. This time, she went to the black market and bought a lot of spices. Tonight's pork trotters would be even more fragrant!
He Songbai went to chop firewood and fetch water after he got home. After he finished all the chores in the house, he finally had the time to think about the "restless" Zhao Zhiqing.
When he smelled the aroma coming out of the woodshed's window and saw He Sanya happily eating the meat, his dark eyes flashed with a trace of darkness and complexity.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind to make this woman behave. On the way back, he was repeatedly tortured. However, when he saw this scene, He Songbai was shaken.
All these years, they had been honest farmers. They didn't dare to break the rules or do bad things. Did God just let them go and let them live a peaceful life?
No. Ever since he could remember, the gossip around him had never stopped for a single day. Rumors and malice had enveloped his life. He was branded as a bad person. He was grateful that the organization didn't completely abandon them and gave them a chance to turn over a new leaf. However, he knew that as long as he was alive, the He family would have to tuck their tails between their legs. They would always carry the mark of shame that couldn't be washed away …
The situation was already as bad as it was. What else could make it worse?
…
At night, Sister He drove the large group of cows into the cowshed. When she washed her hands by the well, she faintly smelled the aroma of meat in the air. She thought that Zhao Zhiqing must have bought pork back for a meal again. Sigh! She definitely couldn't eat her meat tonight. She had already eaten a lot of good things for free. However, she couldn't take out anything worth returning the favor! Sister He was very ashamed.
However, in the next moment, Sister He was slapped in the face.
When Zhao Lanxiang saw Sister He, she enthusiastically pulled her to the woodshed. The white, fragrant, and soft rice was placed into the bowls. Every bowl of rice was drizzled with a layer of fragrant gravy. The agate colored pig trotters were glistening under the kerosene lamp. Zhao Lanxiang didn't say anything. He picked up a piece of soft pork trotters and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Delicious, right? San Ya ate two bowls of rice with this gravy. "
Sister He only felt a rich and mellow taste spread in her mouth. Her tongue and teeth cooperated with each other and she couldn't help but chew. She also seemed to enjoy a joy that she had never experienced before. The sweet and mellow honey was so delicious that it made her lose her mind. Her hands and feet began to move uncontrollably. She walked to the table, picked up the rice bowl, and happily ate the meat in big mouthfuls.
After eating one, she still thought about the next. When the last bowl of rice was finished and her stomach was full, Sister He suddenly woke up …
However, she carefully thought about it. It seemed that Jiang Li didn't go to college for long.
The so-called Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers College Students were also called Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers College Students. The local government selected students from workers, farmers, and the People's Liberation Army. They went to college for a few years of education and then returned to production.
However, looking at Zhou Jiazhen's regretful face, Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but comfort him. "It's okay. I don't care."
She really didn't envy the Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers College Students. She didn't think about running for this place at all.
Zhao Lanxiang knew that the college entrance examination was restored in 1977. From then on, she no longer needed a recommendation to go to college. She could also go to college through her own efforts.
Although there were many outstanding people among the Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers College Students. They were all students who finished college, but because there were more and more people who got in through the back door, the quality of the recommended students was uneven. As a result, the qualifications of the Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers College Students were not recognized. One was recommended to go to college, and the other was admitted to college through their own strength. It was needless to say which one was more convincing.
The Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers College Students were in high demand, but for Zhao Lanxiang, it was not so tempting. However, it was a very bright road to jump out of the rural household register and eat commodity food. In order to compete for such a place, the price ordinary people paid was so heavy that it was simply unimaginable.
She drank some water and said with a smile, "Of course, this opportunity should be given to people who have worked hard and made a positive impact. As a 'negative person', I don't dare to think about it. "
Zhou Jiazhen spat and then was silent for a long time before he said, "I don't dare to think about it either."
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