Song Enli learned about Yang Chaoying's recent situation from Kui Ye.

Yan Chaozong asked people to help her use Yang Ying's name to open a Shanghai household registration, and arranged to work in the Shanghai textile factory, Yang Chaoying is also very hard-working, often the first to go to work and the last to get off work, although it is only an apprentice, but it is praised by the master.

Of course, Yan Chaozong didn't know about the existence of Kui Ye, Song Enli told her about this when Yang Chaoying set off, not that she was afraid that Yan Chaozong would know what she was doing in private, but she was always embarrassed to lie and lie for a while to find an uncle and an uncle in Shanghai for a while.

Kui Ye asked her if she wanted to go to Yang Chaoying now, Song Enli shook his head, "Later, let's get down to business first, yes?" ”

"Yes." Kui Ye nodded vigilantly and followed her out of the acquisition station.

She had already told Kui Ye all the mechanisms under the dry well of Mrs. Tong's villa, so it was easy for the two of them to go down to the secret room after avoiding passers-by and entering the villa, and the two thousand yuan was a room of treasures and antiques.

Kui Ye told Song Enli that Mrs. Tong had helped a lot this time, that is, the old lady was in a very bad situation now, and she had to do all kinds of dirty work every day and have to endure endless criticism, which was really enough, and she had been sick for many days.

Song Enli was busy loading boxes of things into the space, when he suddenly stopped and turned his head to ask him, "Why don't I take her away directly?" ”

"The old lady is very stubborn, she may not leave, her family is all dead in Shanghai."

"When she wants to leave, you can write to me."

"Huh!" Seeing that Song Enli has a heart to help each other, Kui Ye deserves to be happy.

After collecting all the things, Song Enli went to the ice cellar where Mrs. Tong hid things to replenish her rations, the old lady didn't eat much, and it was basically still there, she thought about it, and put what she left for Kui Ye in it, and left a few more wild ginseng, so that Kui Ye didn't have to hide things in the wall hole like a mouse.

On the way to the textile factory, Kui Ye relayed a sentence brought to her by Mrs. Tong: "Eighty percent are dormant, and one percent is destroyed." ”

In other words, the rest of the people who are likely to let her keep it are actually only 10%.

Song Enli wrinkled his eyebrows.

It was she who got carried away, and she was complacent when she piled up a warehouse, Chinese culture has a long history, and there are more than these things.

However, this 10 percent may not be able to be fully collected, and when the Red Revolution will be destroyed in a few years, how can she dig out a few percent of the 80 percent? She desperately desires, otherwise at least more than half of the 80 percent of these 80 miles will go abroad......

"Sister Hongqi!" Seeing Song Enli, Yang Chaoying covered her mouth and cried, thinking of the scar on her wrist, she subconsciously pulled the sleeve down.

She discussed with Kui Ye about cutting her wrists, and she couldn't tell Song Enli so that she wouldn't worry.

Song Enli came back to her senses, suppressed her thoughts and showed an ordinary smile, and pinched her face, "It's good, I finally have a little meat." ”

She saw that Yang Chaoying was holding a freshly washed lunch box in her hand, so she didn't mention taking her to eat again, anyway, she left a lot of food for Kui Ye, and it was impossible for Kui Ye to eat alone.

Yang Chaoying and eight or nine workers live in the factory dormitory together, it's okay, Kui Ye is still living in the stairwell, which is the most headache for Song Enli, if Xiao Heping didn't follow, she would definitely lead the two to live in a small building, anyway, it's empty, but Xiao Heping has now lived in a small building, out of protection for him, Song Enli won't let them appear with him, although she herself Kui Ye and Yang Chaoying are loving and sympathetic, but this era is too malicious to them, only in this way can everyone be safe.

Before returning to Xiaolou, she left a few catties of cotton for Yang Chaoying, and secretly stuffed 5,000 yuan for Kui Ye as an acquisition fund, Kui Ye put the money on the cotton soles in front of her, and sent her out for hundreds of meters, and finally Song Enli told him to go home quickly and hide the money before he was willing to leave.

As soon as the door opened and entered, there was a burning smell in the room, and Song Enli's heartbeat missed half a beat.

Bad dishes!

When he went out, he just thought about sending Xiao Heping away and not pestering her, but he forgot that he was a kitchen killer, and it was no problem to take the dish he made to the prisoners, if the Qing Dynasty was put aside, the Manchu Qing Dynasty would have eleven tortures!

"Little pigeon, my sister is back, where is my little pigeon......" Song Enli automatically held his breath and poked his head into the hidden kitchen door, his face full of flattery.

The kitchen was full of smoke and all kinds of strange smells, Xiao Heping was wearing a white vest and holding a spatula in front of the stove and stirring vigorously, sweating profusely, his honey-colored muscles were strong and sexy, and he looked strangely attractive.

But what attracted Song Enli more was the table full of dishes in front of him.

There are three plates of stir-fried cabbage alone......

Unfortunately, there are also two fried fish, four stir-fried lotus root slices, and a large pot of black soup with oil flowers floating on it......

Song Enli picked up the spoon and stirred it in the soup base.

Oh, mushroom soup.

It's enough to wash your face.

"Xiao Heping, what are you frying, three dishes and one soup are enough, what about rice?"

"I think the fried rice you made for me last time was delicious, and I just served eggs to make fried rice for you today, but I didn't buy meat, so you can only eat fish at night."

Song Enli plucked up the courage to lean over and take a look, "You take raw rice and scrambled eggs and fried rice?" ”

Xiao Heping glanced at her, "Didn't you fry raw rice?" ”

"Okay, raw rice is raw rice, and if it can be cooked, it will be made." Song Enli was afraid that he would be accidentally injured by the rice grains he splashed everywhere, so he quickly retreated to a safe place and dialed several dishes with chopsticks, "Why do you make the same dish several times?" ”

"I'll eat what is bad, and you can eat what is good."

Song Enli tasted three plates of Chinese cabbage, "But it's hard to eat." ”

"......" Xiao Heping put down the spatula, "or let's go out to eat." ”

"Don't, no matter how bad you make, I have to cheer you on, but I have to reprocess it, you go upstairs to take a shower first, you can eat it, I'll call you."

Xiao Heping was half-pushed and half-coaxed out by her, in order to prevent him from coming in again to make trouble and starve her, Song Enli immediately locked the door.

"Thanks to the tableware prepared by the uncle, there are enough." She looked at the mess on the table and shook her head, as soon as she entered the kitchen, Xiao Heping's good habit of obsessive-compulsive disorder and hygiene was gone, it was a mess.

Three plates of cabbage.

A plate of salt is too much, a plate of oil is too much and basically raw, and another plate is charred, it is obvious that this is the first plate, and it is estimated that the fire has increased at the beginning.

Song Enli gave up the blackened plate, poured the plate with too much oil back into the pot and fried it again, and when it was about the same, he poured the salty plate into it and mixed it together, and added some rice vinegar to it, and then out of the pot, the taste was neutralized just right, and it was fragrant.

The two fish and the four plates of lotus root slices were also processed in a similar way, and as for the big pot of mushroom soup, she really had more than enough strength to do so, so she simply poured it and steamed the bowl of egg custard again when steaming the rice.

She took the space to steam the rice in a pressure cooker, and after a few minutes, she poured it back into the aluminum pot again, and then arranged the dishes and chopsticks.

"Xiao Heping eats."

As soon as the door opened, the man who was guarding outside immediately entered.

"Didn't you go to the shower, look at your stinky sweat."

"Didn't you say wash it for me?" Xiao Heping smelled the normal aroma of the food, and couldn't help but praise, "These are all processed by you, not new?" ”

Song Enli couldn't help laughing, "I also have to have the materials for the new one, you go out in the afternoon to buy some of this supply, won't you make yourself a disaster." ”

Xiao Heping smiled embarrassedly, "My daughter-in-law will serve me rice." ”

Although there is no meat, as long as it is made by the daughter-in-law, it is still very fragrant!

There is a separate bathroom in the bedroom of the small building, and the bathtub and toilet are complete, but unfortunately the hot water system has long been broken, Song Enli can only boil water and wash it, she moved a super-large bath bucket out of the space, and Xiao Heping poured the warm water that had been mixed into it.

"Have you ever been to Shanghai before?" Song Enli hugged him from behind, and slowly went up and down with his hands in front of him......

Xiao Heping's body stiffened, and the bucket was thrown to the ground by him, "I've been here." ”

Song Enli almost blurted out that she was from Shanghai, from Shanghai decades later, but thinking about the stable life he finally had, he still swallowed it back, maybe he felt that her coming from heaven would make him feel more at ease, after all, crossing is more nonsense than fairies, even if feudal superstition is broken, but in fact, the sense of security brought by feudal superstition to the people has always been there.

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