Huan Huan followed the red armband from a distance, watching them commanding the eldest sister of the scrap station to weigh and give money, and after getting the money, he walked away.

When the group of red armbands went away, the eldest sister scolded hatefully while packing up her things,

"The turtle son doll who chopped off the skull! What's so arrogant? How long can you be proud, old lady? ”

Huan waited for her to scold before walking over, "Auntie, I want to find some waste newspapers to go back to the wall." ”

"Yes, but follow the rules, don't take what you shouldn't take!" The eldest sister looked her eyes up and down a few times.

Duan Huan stuffed two yuan into her hand, and immediately made her smile and said: "Those piles in the house are all books that were just sent yesterday, and they haven't been sorted out yet, you can look at and pick them!" ”

Huanhuan's main target is still the bronze sword, while the eldest sister is playing yarn, she found the bronze sword from the scrap metal pile, and first stuffed the bronze sword into the space,

The pile of "broken copper and iron" brought by the red armbands is almost all bronze.

But most of them are so decayed that they can't be discerned.

Pick up the things that are in slightly better condition, put them into the space, and then slowly repair them when you have the opportunity in the future.

Most of these bronzes are funeral vessels, and I don't have much heart to enjoy them, and I always feel sad in my heart.

However, there are a few small bronze mats inside, and the shape is quite exquisite.

The so-called mat town is a device that suppresses the mat and prevents the mat from curling, which is the same thing as the paperweight.

Before the introduction of elevated furniture, people were accustomed to sitting on the floor.

The mat woven with grass, rattan, bamboo and reeds is not only easy to curl, but also moves with the movement of the person who gets up, so Xizhen came into being.

Xizhen began to originate in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and reached its peak in the use of town utensils during the Han Dynasty.

The shapes of these bronze seats are mainly animals, tigers, leopards, cattle, sheep, deer, horses, snakes, turtles, phoenixes, and birds, with many different shapes.

Due to decay and rust, several Xi Zhen were glued together.

If you remove the mottled rust from work, these seats still look beautiful and have a very ancient life.

After collecting Xi Zhen, he ran to rummage through the pile of waste books and furniture in the house.

There are definitely no gold, silver and jade, but there are still a lot of thread-bound books, and she selected some according to the situation.

A few somewhat damaged gold-painted lacquerware, as far as the joy is also put into the space, wiping and mending is still very exquisite.

In the end, she chose a stack of old newspapers and books, and carried them to the door to settle the account with the eldest sister, which cost less than eight cents in total.

The eldest sister also enthusiastically said to Duan Huan that there will be a batch of waste products in a few days, so let Duan Huan come to pick it up in a few days.

This kind of enthusiasm is probably the charm of the two soft girl coins before.

But Wan Huan also smiled and agreed, if there was no accident, she should not come again.

According to He Xingzhi's recovery speed, he should be discharged from the hospital in a few days.

On the way back to the hospital, Duan Huan took out the fish and vegetables from the space and carried them in his hands, and then went directly to the cafeteria.

"Little girl went grocery shopping? These fish look very good! The master saw her carrying the fish, and hurriedly handed over a basin of water.

Duan Huan put the fish in the basin, "Master Pang, I heard the uncle who sold the fish say that this tile fish does not need to pour oil into the pot, is it true?" ”

"The meat is very tender, and the oil will come out when the fish is fried, so there is no need to pour rapeseed oil!" Master Pang smiled and said, "I'll teach you when you cook fish in a while!" ”

He smiled and said, "Master Pang, you're really good, or I'm going to be very blind!" ”

It's true that Master Pang is a canteen master, but the Pang family has been a cook for several generations.

It is said that because his father was still a good cook, the warlord of Xikang once asked his father to be a domestic cook.

Chef Pang has been exposed to it since he was a child, and has learned a lot of traditional high-end banquet dishes.

It's just that now the material conditions are scarce, and it is difficult for the Qiao woman to cook without rice, so he can only cook a big pot of dishes in the canteen.

Under the instructions of Master Pang, Duan Huan quickly cleaned up a few fish.

I saw Master Pang evenly smearing salt on the inside and outside of the tile fish, and then slashed a knife on the stomach on both sides of the tile fish.

Then put the fish head up and tail inward, and put them into the dry pot one by one.

Under the slightly hot iron pot, the fish oil slowly soaked out from the opening just scratched, and after a while, the whole pot was moist.

When the fish is turned over, the skin is slightly yellow, but it does not stick to the pan at all.

This made Duan Huan feel amazed, it turned out that the fish seller didn't tell a lie, and he really didn't need to put oil in a dry pan to fry the fish.

As the tile fish in the pot slowly cooked, the strong fragrance overflowed the entire kitchen, so that Duan Huan couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

After the fish is fried, there is still a layer of oil left at the bottom of the pot, and Master Pang said that the fish oil cannot be wasted, so he directly fry the fish.

As soon as the fish and tofu soup is boiled, it is served directly into the casserole and slowly simmered on the stove.

Then he began to fry the red rape in the pot, and there was no ginger and garlic in it, and the taste was the lightest.

As usual, she gave the people in the cafeteria a little bit of the dishes she cooked.

The delicious Yayu tofu soup and the dry-fried tile fish have also been well received by everyone.

The people in the cafeteria kept boasting, not to mention He Xingzhi and Grandpa Xu, who were very popular.

Wen Can's opinion is not within the scope of reference at all, his sense of taste is very dull, it is said that he had an accident while reading and doing experiments, and then his sense of taste deteriorated.

He Xingzhi lived in the courtyard for four days, and he made nutritious meals for him in a variety of ways.

He Xingzhi's physical fitness is also good, and he will be able to get out of bed and move freely after two days, and the speed of recovery is incredible when a doctor finds it incredible.

In less than a week, He Xingzhi was notified that he could be discharged from the hospital, and at this time, Qin Dongsheng sent an order to He Xingzhi.

At Grandpa Xu's request, he directly sent him to Sweetwater Village.

He Xing was placed in Sweetwater Village, and he could basically sit back and relax in terms of safety, after all, Sweetwater Village is not called remote and closed, and outsiders are limited.

Qin Dongsheng did things very hard, and also used the reason that He Xingzhi was injured in the line of duty to help He Xingzhi get the best salary.

Decentralized cadres are different from educated youths who go to the countryside; although they go to the countryside to participate in labor, the state has to pay them wages and rations.

It's just that this salary may not be too high, and the treatment of different cadres is quite different.

Qin Dongsheng spared no effort to help enthusiastically, it was impossible not to thank him.

Huan Huan found several prescriptions for madness recorded in ancient books, copied them and handed them to Qin Dongsheng.

"Brother Qin, these prescriptions are what I read from the book, can you take them back and go to the doctor to help your sister see if they are available?"

Qin Dongsheng took it with both hands, and said to Duan Huan with moist eyes: "Xiao Yu'er, the Zixue Pill you gave has a very good effect, this prescription must not be bad!" ”

Cauliflower is yellow, idiots are busy, and spring is the peak of psychotic relapse.

Qin Dongsheng's little sister fell ill two days ago, and he gave it Zixue Dan, and the effect was unexpectedly good, so he was so confident in the prescription given by Duan Huan.

Duan Huan shook his head, "The prescription is for the doctor's reference, no matter what the prescription is, it must be increased or decreased according to the actual situation of the patient, and it must be symptomatic!" ”

"Okay, Brother Qin listens to you, you must find a doctor to see it before you use it when you go back!" Qin Dongsheng smiled and nodded.