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"Wait for me for a while, I'll find you the newspapers for the past three months, and I should be able to find them all." Huang Ying left in a hurry.
"Hongmei, what kind of meat?" Song Zigan was really curious.
"It was in the twelfth lunar month of the previous year that I helped her brother buy twenty catties of pork in our village."
"It's better to be in the countryside, and there are meat to eat." Song Zigan couldn't help swallowing after finishing speaking.
"That's right, relying on mountains to eat mountains depends on water to eat water. Sometimes there are wild animals."
"real?"
"Of course, we ate wild boar more than once?"
Zhang Hongmei felt amused when she saw the yearning expression of the second year boy.
"Hongmei, if there is meat next time, can you get me some, now I can't buy meat even if I have a meat ticket. I have been hungry for a long time."
"Okay, I'll go back next week and ask if there are any pheasants or rabbits."
"That's great, I entrust you with my meat?"
Zhang Hongmei was speechless, "What's your meat? Can you talk?"
"Hehe, I'm excited. You have to think about me. My grandparents are not in good health. If I can eat fine grains, the meat will be fine. Yes, it must be like this."
Zhang Hongmei was very sad to hear that, now money is not enough, you have to have food. Thinking about the four wild boars in my ring, I don't know how to get them out.
I am guarding the treasure mountain empty-handed, and I can go in if I enter, but I can't get it out.
"Understood, as long as there is meat, I will definitely bring it back to you. It is dangerous to go into the mountains now, so don't hold out too much hope. Also, wild animals in spring are generally not hunted. Give them time to multiply, and they will grow in the future." There's more prey."
"Okay, I can afford to wait. Also, money is not a problem. If it is more expensive, it's okay."
"knew."
At this time, Huang Ying came in with a large stack of newspapers, "Your name is Hongmei, right? I found all the newspapers for you, and there is no shortage of one issue. You can come and get them every Saturday from now on."
"Thank you, Miss Huang Ying."
"You're welcome, just think about us if you have good things to do."
"must."
Huang Ying found out the hemp rope and tied it up. Zhang Hongmei and Zhang Hongmei came out holding the newspaper after talking to her.
Zhang Hongmei thought for a while, "I'd better send the newspapers back first. It's not easy to get these. It would be a pity if they were broken."
"I'll be with you, identify the door of your house, and I can go play with you next time."
"Okay, then you come with me."
Zhang Hongmei came home and invited Song Zigan to drink water. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally asked, "Would you like to have dinner at my house?"
"Okay, don't worry, I'll give you food stamps, I know it's not easy now, especially if you're on your own."
Zhang Hongmei is dispensable, too generous and easily misunderstood, although he was already given a lot of food on the train.
"Then let's eat shredded radish, vermicelli and stick noodles?"
"Okay, I haven't had a pure stick noodle meal for a long time."
"Okay, I'll do it now, let's go to the bookstore in the afternoon."
Dried shredded radish was soaked last night. In fact, Zhang Hongmei wanted to steam the steamed vegetable buns with flour, but now it is too conspicuous to take out the pure white noodles, so I said vegetable buns.
First of all, the fire is turned on to boil the water, the vermicelli must be cooked, and the noodles must be souped with boiling water. Otherwise it is too hard and not tasty.
Song Zigan followed Zhang Hongmei like a tail, watching her cook as fast as his grandma.
After the stick noodles are hot, put the basin on and set aside. After the vermicelli is cooked, take it out and let it cool for a while before changing the knife.
Wash the shredded radish, take out the dried water, chop it on the cutting board, and put it in the basin together with the vermicelli that has been modified. Cut some green onion, add salt, and dig a spoonful of lard into it. At this time, the vermicelli is still warm, and the lard will melt after a while.
Another piece of red pickle was taken out, chopped and chopped green onion. And a little lard.
Another four sweet potatoes were found. Wash two potatoes.
Re-ignite the fire, put a rice sieve in the pot, put the red pickle bowl on the rice sieve, and then it will be cabbage.
The vegetable dumplings stuffed with shredded radish are easy to wrap because of the small water content. After a while, seven large vegetable dumplings were pasted on the side of the pot.
Put the washed sweet potatoes on the side of the pot, cover the pot and start to burn.
Song Ziqian kept watching until Zhang Hongmei put the lid on the pot before he spoke, "Hongmei, you are really amazing."
"What's the matter? In the village??Girls don't know how to do it.
Burn the fire for twenty minutes. You can eat for another five minutes. "
"I'm drooling just looking at it, you put so much oil, it must be very fragrant."
"How can you be stingy when guests come to your house? Just wait and eat."
"Hongmei, I still think the countryside is better. Can you let my grandma live in the countryside?"
"I don't know about this. But there are many people who have this idea, and they all want to go to our village. Our village chief has not agreed, so I guess your proposal cannot be established."
"Why do you want to go to your village?"
"Because we are close to the mountains, we harvested sweet potatoes during the severe drought last year. Although we can't eat enough to eat well, we can survive starvation, so many people want to come to our village."
"Really? Your village is really a good place. Then why don't you agree?"
Zhang Hongmei gave Song Zigan a blank look, "You're stupid, we don't have enough food with just that much food, so what if someone else comes?"
"But shouldn't we help each other?"
Zhang Hongmei: I really didn't see that this kid still has the potential of a holy father.
"Helping each other is also within the scope of one's ability, rather than benefiting others at the expense of oneself."
"That's right. I can't even eat enough. Do I want to learn from Buddha to cut meat and feed the eagle?"
Zhang Hongmei didn't bother to talk to this kid anymore, he was too stupid.
"Then your food is from the village?"
"Of course, I earn centimeters by working, so of course I can get food."
"really envy you."
"While staying there, I'm going to clean up the kitchen, and I can eat in another five minutes of boredom, you'd better wash your hands."
"Hongmei, why did you pour all the dirty water in the yard?"
"Wait until you are enlightened and grow your own food."
"Is it possible? But there is no water?"
"Usually the water is accumulated, and if it is still dry, it can be watered."
"That's right. Although the cabbage my grandma planted last year was unfruitful and heartless, it was at least a vegetable."
"That's right!" Zhang Hongmei swept the floor, put it on the table, and took out the bowls and chopsticks. Song Zigan took the initiative to put the bench and sit down, and waited for the meal.
Zhang Hongmei uncovered the pot, shoveled out the vegetables and put them on the curtain, put the sweet potatoes in small pots, and served the pickles on the table.
"It's time to eat, don't be polite, there is nothing good to entertain you at home."
Song Zigan couldn't wait to pick up a vegetable dumpling, the bottom was not mushy, it was crunchy in the mouth, the shredded radish stuffing was even more fragrant, and a little pickle was added in his mouth, it was so delicious! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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