Chapter 33 The Revolution Has Not Succeeded

It does smell good.

The garlic is fragrant, and there is a catchy umami taste, could it be fish?

There are a total of twelve educated youths in the Zhiqing Point, Lin Qing and Ding Maomao have not returned, and the others have already sat down.

"Shrimp soup with garlic." Wei Lan's eyebrows fluttered unexpectedly, and her smile was very clear.

The basket of crayfish removed the head and left only the shrimp tail, peeled the shell and chopped the shrimp tail into a puree, plus the fried garlic in oil and water, mixed well and steamed together, it became a garlic shrimp soup.

If there are eggs and shallots, the taste will be better, delicious and beautiful, with both color and flavor.

When she saw the crayfish, the first thing Wei Lan thought of was Ma Xiao, but unfortunately she had to give up because of the limited ingredients.

Everyone was waiting for the meal to start, Yang Yan and Jiang Lihua sat at opposite ends of the long table, ignoring no one.

The two of them had been sunbathing outside all morning, and their spirits were not very good, and if they looked closely, Jiang Lihua seemed to have some sunburn, and it was much more serious than Wei Lan's face.

Wei Lan glanced at Yu Tingyi with a smile, "I want me to find out that you are stealing, and see how I clean you up." ”

"Swallow, can you help me serve the meal?" Noticing the subtlety between the two, Wei Lan called Yang Yan to go to the kitchen to help him.

Yang Yan waved a spatula to shovel sweet potatoes, and Wei Lan handed the bowl in the back, "Did you have a problem when you were working?" I think you seem to be angry with Jiang Lihua? ”

"I'm angry when I say it! I was miserable by her! In the morning, I followed the people to the paddy fields, and they taught us which weeds to recognize, and how to pull them out. Yang Yan glanced out of the door, and her voice was lower, "I thought she had learned, who knew that the noon work was not clean, and she found that she pulled the grass not cleanly, and stepped on a lot of seedlings, and the members of the staff who recorded the work were so angry that their faces were green!" ”

Wei Lan smacked her tongue, "Can you still do this?" Didn't the captain say anything? ”

Yang Yan shook her head and sighed: "What else can I say, with a black face, we were transferred to the sweet potato field in the back mountain, and this morning it was all in vain, and there was no work!" That's not the main thing, on the way to the sweet potato field, she blamed me for not helping her watch the dots! ”

She went to the countryside to save food rations for her family, and second, the family was still waiting for her to earn rations and send them back to help!

It's not good to be a teacher now, what can I do in the future!?

Thinking of this, her face turned bitter, "The paddy field mud is wet and slippery, I'm afraid of snakes, I walk very carefully every step, and I'm busy working, I'm far away from her, why keep an eye on it!" ”

"Alas......" Wei Lan patted Yang Yan on the shoulder sympathetically, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard, come on!" Eat first! ”

Yang Yan nodded, and the two of them served the meal out.

At noon, Wei Lan stewed a pot of rice, washed the sweet potatoes and simmered them next to the side of the pot, and the sweet potatoes and the iron pot touched with a thick layer of burnt yellow pot, which was not as thin and crispy as the rice pot, chewing with a hint of sweetness.

A basket of two catties of crayfish, only two small bowls of garlic shrimp soup made, Wei Lan took the spoon and scooped two large spoons of soup for one person, and some were left in the big bowl and warmed in the pot, ready to eat for a while and let Fan Xiao bring them to Lin Qing and Ding Maomao.

The garlic is fried very fragrant, the shrimp is also very finely chopped, and it looks very similar to egg custard when steamed.

When it was sent to the mouth, it instantly dissolved, and the garlic and umami impact knew that the green people almost fainted happily.

Yes! What a fairy taste this is!

Although the male intellectuals were not full of this meal, they were still quite satisfied, and even Jiang Lihua was much better at Wei Lan's face after eating, and rushed to wash the dishes.