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These internal organs and bones were eaten without oil,
People didn't like to eat them,
But Zhao Lanxiang didn't dislike them. These parts were all good things in her eyes, and their value was no less than fat meat. It was just that the people in front of her lacked oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and condiments, so they couldn't bring out their delicious taste.
In the end, Zhao Lanxiang snatched two catties of pure lean meat,
Two catties of pig trotters. She didn't leave out the kidneys, heads, claws, and other scraps of chicken and duck, and put them into her bag with a smile. She bought the meat ticket from Master Dao that hadn't been warmed up yet,
It was quickly spent.
The salesperson of the non-staple food store couldn't help but cast sidelong glances at this generous girl, and glanced at her a few more times.
Zhao Lanxiang coughed lightly and explained, "I'm the new buyer of the cafeteria, and I'm in charge of purchasing meat."
Zhao Lanxiang's words dispelled the salesperson's doubts. It had to be known 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, but 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, and deliberately chose a remote mountain road.
In this era, there was no such thing as free trade. Except for the small share of farmers' own production and sale, the rest of the reselling of food and materials were all classified as speculation. Speculation was a very dangerous behavior. If caught, it would be according to the severity of the plot,
They would be dragged to a labor camp or thrown into prison,
She didn't want to lose her life in order to make money.
Zhao Lanxiang walked for ten miles,
And 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 area, it wasn't a place where people lived. Zhao Lanxiang deliberately closed the windows when she was cooking. There was also a basin filled with charcoal that wasn't 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, and 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 hadn't had much candy 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 couldn't stop swallowing her saliva.
Zhao Lanxiang's heart softened when she saw how pitiful and adorable she was.
She said, "There's pork trotters for dinner tonight. Don't worry, I won't forget about you."
She then tapped the child's nose, and the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously. The food she made was able to please someone. That was the greatest affirmation she had ever received.
Although … the child probably hadn't eaten anything delicious before and couldn't even take a whiff of something nice. 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 fully burned. She smashed it into small pieces and placed them flat on the ground. Then, she tightly sealed the jar that contained the marinade and cured meat.
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. She didn't have enough spices when she made the five-spice pork trotters a few days ago. This time, she went to the black market and bought a lot of spices to fill in the blanks. Tonight's pork trotters would be even more fragrant!
After He Song Bai returned home, he went to chop firewood and fetch water. He finished all the miscellaneous chores in the house. Only now did he have the free time to think about the "restless" Zhao Zhi Qing.
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 settle down. On the way home, he was repeatedly tortured. However, when he saw this scene, He Songbai was shaken.
All these years, they had been honest farmers and 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?
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