Chapter 56: His Fragrance Is Finally Back! He's got a home again!
Zhang Li didn't bother to roll his eyes when he understood: "Do you still know that the team gives him work?" I thought you were paying people! Why do people carry water and sweep the floor for you? I also chop wood and brush the dishes, do you want to burn the water for washing your feet and serve the kang head? ”
"Zhang Liming, what do you mean? If you see that I don't like it, just say it! ”
Seeing that the two of them were arguing more and more intensely, Ji Yuan hurriedly pulled the two apart, there were some things he didn't want to say too clearly, but if he didn't say it, he was afraid that people who didn't understand would go out and offend people, they knew that the youth were one here, and they couldn't let everyone suffer because they were confused.
"I heard that this kind of errand in the team is full of work, and they can come to cook for us, whether the cooking is delicious or not is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that the captain can see it, and the relationship with the captain is definitely not bad."
They rashly went to complain, not to mention the reason, it is reasonable, as long as the problem is not particularly serious, the captain must also convince them to take care of the people in his team, and it will not be good to offend the people themselves.
Zhang Liming shook his hand and left, Liu Aimin gritted his teeth: "This is favoritism!" I'm going to write a report letter to report them! ”
Ji Yuan's brows furrowed: "I don't care if you write it or not, but don't write it in the name of all our educated youth, whoever wants to report will sign it, and report it with this factual name!" ”
Liu Aimin also wanted to throw up his sleeves and leave, but was called back by Ji Yuan: "In addition to the three comrades who were sick, me, Liu Aimin, Zhang Jing, and Han Mei, the four of us are on duty in the first shift, and we will clean up the kitchen first!" ”
Chen Hongru slipped out of the kitchen against the wall, and quickly ran back to hang the door rope! It's scary! Almost got into a fight! In the future, she can't be greedy for warmth inside, she has to guard the door, and she is the first to run when she fights!
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Zhou Lanxiang didn't know that the first conflict since she went to the countryside because of her words, she went home and steamed a big pot of Sanhe noodles and steamed buns, when she went to the city as a nanny, the main family loved to eat the Sanhe noodles she made, at that time, the people in the city recognized that the Sanhe noodles were soybean noodles, millet noodles and flour mixed together, steamed into a small nest the size of a child's fist, and the children felt that they had eaten a lot of food when they ate two adults.
In fact, the most common Sanhe noodles eaten by their rural people are sorghum rice noodles, soybean noodles and cornmeal, which is still the first half of the year when the grain has just been distributed, and the grain hoards in the second half of the year are empty, so they have to mix fine bran skins, wild vegetables, potatoes and sweet potatoes, but everything that can fill the stomach, whether it is rough or not rough and bitter, is the rice in their pot.
However, Zhou Lanxiang makes Sanhe noodles are different from the first two, she stares at the crops in the space every day, and she can harvest them when she sees it, the three of them no longer have to look at the grain hoards to eat, and when the two children are growing up, she doesn't hesitate to cook at all, her family's current Sanhe noodles are half flour plus three or four percent of cornmeal, and finally in order not to let people see that it is wrong, a little sorghum rice noodles were added.
Sorghum rice noodles Zhou Lanxiang specially let Xiao go into the newly built electric rice milling room in the commune next door with people's electric machine powder, the machine can adjust the husking strength, she asked Xiaojin to only gently remove a layer of sorghum rice outside the hard skin, the sorghum rice out of the sorghum rice black, red, black and red, the color is particularly heavy, such rice noodles out of the sorghum rice noodles are also black and red, mixed with a handful of Sanhe noodles can dye a large pot of noodles black and red.
Such a three-way noodle, with space water and noodles, steamed into a steaming big steamed bun, Xiaoshan can eat five or six at a meal, Xiaojin is hungry and eats ten and has to drink half a small pot of thick potato and radish soup, not counting cold cabbage and several pickles that go down quickly.
Zhou Lanxiang steamed steamed buns to make soup, carefully mixed a cold cabbage slices that the two younger brothers had to eat recently, and cut chili flakes and pickles, mustard shreds, pickled leeks, garlic eggplant, the latter two are newly grown dishes in the space, and in recent days, she picked the dishes that she could take out this season and made them on the table.
Dinner was ready, and while there was still a moment before the production team finished work, she hurried into the space to harvest the ripe crops.
The crops in the space would not be ripe and ruined anywhere, but she was in a hurry to eat new grain, and planned to go to the city in a few days, so she had to quickly free up the land to plant the few vegetables she had in mind.
There is a little more than one acre of land in the space, removing a small piece of vegetables, and the remaining maximum is one acre of land, half of which is planted with corn, half is planted with wheat, and wheat matures before corn.
After she entered the city, she had sprinkled a large amount of chemical fertilizer and had high-quality and high-yield seeds, and one acre of wheat could only produce five or six hundred catties, but she didn't expect it to be so high-yield in the space!
It seems that the yield of corn will not be low, and sure enough, half an acre of land has produced nearly 500 catties!
Although Zhou Lanxiang was very tired, she finally breathed a long sigh of relief, this time they really didn't have to worry about eating anymore! Xiaoshan went to school and Xiaojin married a daughter-in-law!
After harvesting the corn, she hurriedly prepared the land, and planted the land again, this time leaving an extra vegetable field, and the rest was still half of corn and half of wheat. Still can't relax, at least they have to grow a year's rations for the three of them!
She planted a bunch of leeks and a few rows of white radishes in the rest of the vegetable field, and the rest were all planted with garlic seedlings.
After all the planting, the sky is dark, and the gong of the production team has not sounded yet, so there must be something temporarily delayed.
Zhou Lanxiang is tired of being busy in the space, although she doesn't have to do the work herself, she uses her consciousness to do the work, as long as she thinks about what she wants to do, her body consumes energy and does it well. Even grinding noodles and rice without tools, the rice noodles are automatically ground, and even the thickness of the flour can be automatically adjusted.
So I didn't hear the bustle of Widow Xu's house next door, nor did I hear the sound of several footsteps going back and forth in her yard.
When Han Jin and Xiaoshan entered the door, Zhou Lanxiang was still asleep, the smell of food wafted in the pot, the stove was burning very strongly, and when she entered the door, she was warm, a dim kerosene lamp was lit on the kang table, the dishes and chopsticks were all set, and there were four small pickles neatly and cleanly.
Han Jin stood at the door of the inner room, his eyes turned from the dishes and chopsticks and small pickles on the table to Xiangxiang's face, he didn't move for a long time, this kind of home was familiar and unfamiliar to him, like a dream.
Xiangxiang used to love pickling all kinds of pickles, grandpa and he loved to eat these, in winter there are often more than ten kinds of pickles stored at home, a slip of more than ten large pickles jars clean and neatly placed in the wings, who see it to sigh a few sighs. Grandpa's old friends often find all kinds of excuses to come to the house, just to cook and eat, and they must bring a can of pickles when they leave.
Grandpa occasionally drank wine in the middle of the night, and put out four or five kinds of dishes, and gave him the usual dried meat and peanuts with fragrant fragrance, so that he could drink a small pot deliciously, not to mention more moisturizing. He began to drink the first sip of wine with his grandfather at the age of seven, and when he was twelve years old, he could drink a pot without blushing. In fact, grandpa didn't know, he didn't feel anything about wine, he just went for Xiangxiang to make snacks and delicious side dishes!
He hadn't seen such a clean, beautiful and delicious little pickle on the dinner table for many years, and he had to take a deep breath when he saw the table at the beginning, for fear that his eyes would be red and he would be seen.
This is what home looks like, a home he thought he could only relive in his dreams.
His fragrance is finally back! He's got a home again!