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Zhao Lanxiang coughed lightly and explained, "I'm a new buyer in the canteen. I'm in charge of buying meat."
Zhao Lanxiang's words dispelled the salesman's doubts,
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 had 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 winked at He Songbai, who was hidden in the alley.
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 chose to walk on remote mountain roads.
In this era, there was no such thing as free trade, except for farmers' small share of self-produced products,
The rest of the reselling of food and supplies were all classified as speculation. Speculation was a very dangerous thing to do.
If she was caught, she would be dragged to a labor camp or imprisoned according to the severity of the plot. 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 eyebrows had not relaxed since he came back from the black market street.
He followed the "audacious" Zhao Zhiqing.
He watched her carefully walk around the mountain roads along the way,
He grabbed a few more handfuls of wild vegetables and covered them tightly in the basket, pretending to be digging for wild vegetables. Only then did his tense face not look so ugly.
If she was caught,
The He family would not be able to escape the "accomplice" disaster. He Songbai explained his behavior behind Zhao Zhiqing in his heart.
Zhao Lanxiang did not know the man's complicated mental activities at this time,
After returning home, she went straight into the woodshed,
And began to busy herself with cooking.
She quickly washed the meat,
She picked out the chicken and duck meat, cut ginger slices and onions, and added seasoning wine and salt to marinate them. This marinating took a long time, and it would take until noon tomorrow to be completely marinated. She found an earthenware pot and put them in place. Then she began to prepare the delicate marinade.
The meat she wanted to make was similar to the cold food duck neck and duck feet that were popular in the future. It had a unique flavor and was very tempting.
At that time, 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 cuisine and explore the secret recipes of lost delicacies. She had benefited a lot from this show. From the first episode to the last episode, she had 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 that she had cultivated in her spare time as a hobby would now become her specialty.
Zhao Lanxiang shook his head. His face was filled with emotion at the fickleness of the world.
She boiled more than 30 kinds of spices, such as star anise, sannai, cinnamon, fennel, grass fruit, cloves, amomum, cardamom, parsley, bay leaves, and other spices into a pot of marinade. She boiled it until it had a color and let it cool, waiting for the duck meat to be marinated tomorrow.
After she finished cooking, the kitchen of the He family overflowed with an incredible fragrance. The delicious spices were mixed with the sweet taste of meat.
Although the old house of the He family 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 stuck to her face, and it was sticky and uncomfortable.
As soon as she pushed the door open and walked out, 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 had bought for the child when she was in town. He Sanya loved to eat sweet things, but she had never eaten 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 swallowed her saliva from time to time.
Zhao Lanxiang's heart softened when she saw how pitiful and adorable she was.
She said, "There will be 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. It was the greatest affirmation she had ever received that she was able to please someone with her homemade food.
Although … the child might not have eaten anything good before, and she might not be able to stand even the slightest smell of something good. But it didn't matter … She would use everything she had learned in her life to teach her how to make this weak and pitiful child fat.
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 pork trotters a few days ago. This time, she went to the black market and bought a lot of spices to fill in the gaps. Tonight's pork trotters would be even more delicious!
He Songbai went to chop firewood and fetch water after he got home. He finished all the chores in the house, and only then did he have time to think about the "restless" Zhao Zhiqing.
When he smelled the aroma coming out of the woodshed's window, and when he 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?
…
That 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 give anything that was 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 spreading in her mouth. Her tongue and teeth cooperated very well. She couldn't help chewing. 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 was still thinking about the next. When the last bowl of rice was finished, Sister He suddenly woke up …
Zhao Lanxiang didn't miss the disdain in Li Dali's voice. She knew that the old man's ancestors were landlords. Life was very difficult in the 1960s and 1970s. He probably didn't have any status in the brigade. It was understandable that this masculine and upright captain looked down on the He family.
She declined politely, "I don't want to trouble you …"
Li Dali interrupted her, "In the whole brigade, except for this family, everything else is negotiable. Otherwise, you don't recognize me as your captain. "
There was a kind of stubbornness and sternness on his tanned face. He probably scolded too many people. He was a bit like Zhao Lanxiang's grandfather. At that moment, Zhao Lanxiang felt like she was choking.
Li Dali didn't understand how this female educated youth was related to He Songbai.
Who was He Songbai? Wasn't he Old Second He?
His name was given by his great-grandfather, who was a landlord. On the day of his one-month birthday, he invited the whole village to a banquet for several days. They ate until their mouths were full of oil. Everyone praised him endlessly. They said that this child would definitely have great achievements, great prospects, and would definitely bring glory to their ancestors …
However, things didn't go as planned. The revolution came and the He family was robbed of all their assets. Ever since he was young, Old Second He had never gone to school or read a single book. All day long, he loafed around and didn't do any proper work. He fought from the beginning of the village to the end of the village. He was a well-known troublemaker in this area and had an arrogant and ruthless aura about him. It wasn't that the He family didn't suffer when there was a lot of fighting. One day, the He family was in trouble, and the next day, Old Second He smashed the heads of the troublemakers with a rock. That kind of ruthlessness was frightening.
From then on, no one in the entire brigade dared to provoke He Songbai.
The most important thing was that Old Second He was arrested last year for committing a crime of being a hooligan and was forced to work for a period of time. This was the main reason why Li Dali opposed Zhao Lanxiang.
Sending this soft-tempered and beautiful female educated youth to Mr. Liuzi's house was like sending a sheep to the tiger's mouth. She wouldn't even struggle if he swallowed her.
Li Dali made a gesture. "How about this … Pack your luggage tonight and stay at my house. I'll prepare a room for you alone. "My family members are very easy to get along with.
Before he could finish the second half of his sentence, the female educated youth shook her head and refused with a smile.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "The He family and I are relatives. My parents will be more at ease if I live there."
She was eloquent and her voice was as clear as pearls falling on a jade plate. "He Songbai, born in 57 years. He has an elder sister and a younger sister. His grandmother, Madam Li, was born in 24 years. She has one son and two daughters. My mother is the daughter of Madam Li's cousin, which is He Erge's aunt. "
Zhao Lanxiang lied through her teeth with a straight face.
I'm sorry, mother, for letting you have a nephew for no reason. I'll help you find an outstanding son-in-law someday.
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