Chapter Seventy-One: Winter
Hearing Uncle Jiang's words, Ye Lin smiled bitterly, pulled Uncle Jiang and said, "Uncle Jiang, let's eat here, I have to work after eating, if you go back to eat, you may delay a trip, that's a lot more than this." ”
Because this is a restaurant, Ye Lin didn't say anything about delaying the trip, but he knew that Uncle Jiang must understand what he said.
Sure enough, hearing Ye Lin say this, Uncle Jiang didn't insist on leaving, but still said to Ye Lin: "Then don't order so good, just order two dishes." ”
"Uncle Jiang, you must not only eat well, but also eat well, otherwise you will have the strength to work, so it will be decided. ”
After Ye Lin finished speaking, he turned around and let the waiter go, of course, he went to the kitchen to hand over the menu to the chef, as long as he handed over the menu to the chef, Uncle Jiang said that it was too late, even if he didn't eat, he would have to give money.
Because there were not many people who came to eat, the dishes were served quickly, and in ten minutes at most, the three dishes that Ye Lin asked for were served, and the waiter brought six white-flour steamed buns on a plate.
"Eat it all. Ye Lin picked up a white-flour steamed bun and took a bite first.
Seeing Ye Lin eat it, Uncle Jiang and Chen Jing picked up the steamed buns and ate them, but they didn't gobble them up like Ye Lin, but ate them slowly, as if they had to taste every bite.
This made Ye Lin shake his head, if you want to say that the real foodies, these two are far behind, look at Li Ting, she has never been polite in Ye Lin's house, she eats like she is more fierce than Ye Lin, that is the real foodie.
"Uncle Jiang, Chen Jing, if you don't eat quickly, I'll finish eating in a while. ”
Ye Lin is of course joking, if he can eat all these things, then he is not just a foodie, but a rice bucket.
Of course, Uncle Jiang and Chen Jing also knew that Ye Lin was joking, but they still ate faster, Chen Jing was a girl, the amount of food was relatively small, and she was full with a steamed bun, looking at the dishes on the table, she was still swallowing saliva there, but her stomach couldn't hold it.
Ye Lin ate one and a half and was full, Uncle Jiang ate two, it seemed that he was not full, Ye Lin gave him the half, and looked at the steamed bun left on the plate, Ye Lin picked it up
Broke the steamed buns, put some dishes in them with chopsticks, asked the waiter for a clean piece of paper, wrapped the steamed buns and handed them to Chen Jing and said, "This is for you, eat when you are hungry in the afternoon." ”
"I don't want it, give it to Uncle Jiang. ”
"No, no, I'm enough, there are so many dishes, it's good if I can finish it. ”
Of course this Ye Lin knew, otherwise he wouldn't have given this steamed bun to Chen Jing, give the steamed bun to Chen Jing, and then Uncle Jiang swept the dishes on the table, it was definitely enough to eat, and he would be very full.
"Take it. ”
"Hmm. ”
After eating, Uncle Jiang went back to pull sweet potatoes, Ye Lin and Chen Jing went to Pigeon City, Chen Jing continued to collect various tickets, and Ye Lin stood there waiting for Uncle Jiang.
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Time passed day by day, winter came, snowflakes drifted in the sky above the imperial capital, and this drift was half a month, light snow was basically every day, and heavy snow would be the next time in a few days, this kind of scene was basically no longer seen in later generations.
The heavy snow sealing the door is not only seen in TV dramas, but it is real, Ye Lin has been watching the rare scene in later generations for ten years, so he is not very surprised, and even said that he is used to it.
Similarly, Ye Lin hadn't gone out to sell anything for two weeks, which wasn't to say that he didn't want to go, but he couldn't go.
The snow on the road was too big, and the board car had no way to transport sweet potatoes, so it had to stop, not only that, but even Ye Lin had no way to ride his small bicycle to pull the box, there was nothing to cover, how could Ye Lin get out.
No, today is Saturday, there is no class in the afternoon, Ye Lin put his arm on the table of the Eight Immortals, and was dragging his cheeks to ponder, thinking about how to make money, in fact, he can go to collect tickets, but if he can't get in and out, it is not a long-term method.
Ye Lin's house is very warm, Ye Lin is wearing a thin sweater now, Li Ran is also wearing a thin one, and he is correcting his homework next to him, as for Ye Qi, I don't know where to go to play with Li Ting at this time.
There is no heating in a large compound like this, and the reason why Ye Lin's house is so warm is because there is a big iron stove burning in the house, yes, it is a big iron stove.
This furnace is made by Ye Lin, pure cast iron, at least two hundred catties of weight, the furnace is very large, you can put thirty catties of charcoal at a time, enough to burn for a day and a night, the chimney is a steel pipe, the reason why it is called a steel pipe, that is because of the thickness.
In order to install this stove, Ye Lin called Uncle Jiang over and installed it for an afternoon, and the stove was easy to make, because Ye Lin had already chosen the place when he put it, so he didn't need to move it at all, and the trouble was the chimney.
The stove is in the hall, and the chimney should first go around to the east house, and then go around to the west house, and then open an opening in the west room to stick out, this project is very large, fortunately, the knot of each chimney is a screw mouth, otherwise it may not be installed well in an afternoon.
Since there is a stove, it is necessary to burn charcoal, for this charcoal, Ye Lin has wasted a lot of effort, in this era, coal is state-owned, and even the briquettes burned are state-owned.
Ye Lin was a child, of course he couldn't buy it, so he asked Uncle Jiang to help him buy it in the coal yard, but when they heard that it was a person who came to buy charcoal, they blasted Uncle Jiang out without saying a word.
You know, there is also a certain amount of coal, how much each family burns every month, which is counted, and it also requires tickets, and it is not sold at all without tickets.
In the case of no choice, Ye Lin could only find a time to touch it, of course, he didn't take it for nothing, he gave money, but he took it first and then gave money, and he didn't take more, so he took two tons.
Two tons of charcoal, if it is at the normal price, thirty yuan is fine, but Ye Lin gave forty, which was stuffed into the accounting room through the crack in the door, and a note was attached with two tons of coal money.
Two tons and four thousand catties, calculated according to burning thirty catties a day, can also be burned for more than 100 days, and the whole winter will pass without a problem.
Maybe seeing Ye Lin in a daze, Li Ran put down the pen and asked, "Son, why are you so honest today?"
"No, it's too cold outside. ”
"Too cold?" Li Ran paused for a moment, when did his son ever be afraid of the cold, and he ran outside in the ice and snow, but now it is just winter, and it has not yet reached the coldest time.
"Hmm. ”
"Say, what bad are you holding back?" "The one who knows his son best is always his mother, seeing Ye Lin staying at home so honestly, Li Ran knows that it is not so simple.
"Mom, what do you say? I can't spend more time with you at home, and when I grow up, I guess I won't have time to spend with you. ”