With a roll of his eyes, Zhang Hao asked seriously: "Brother Yuanchao, what is bamboo shoot barbecue?" Is it delicious? You were such a when you were a kid, not a good boy. Our teacher said that children should not be naughty, they should be obedient and sensible, they should study hard, be a useful person to society in the future, and contribute to the four modernizations...... ”

His father Zhang Jianguo was stunned for a moment, and Song Yuanchao immediately laughed happily, touched his head and nodded again and again to say that he was right, which made Xiao Zhang Hao smile so proudly that he couldn't even see it.

"Uncle, I'm looking for something for you."

"What's the matter? Is it ...... on the other side of the hukou? ”

"No, it's something else."

"Okay, I'll send the child home first, and I'll come back to you later."

"Good!"

The two talked and pushed their bicycles into the alley, Song Yuanchao went back to his house first, first found out the drawings drawn earlier, poured a cup of tea, and just put down the water bottle Zhang Jianguo arrived.

"Uncle Wang from the police station said that there is no problem with the information, and you can come down after completing the procedure, let me wait for the news, it is estimated that it will take ten days and half a month, thank you so much for this." Song Yuanchao gave up his seat, put the tea in front of Zhang Jianguo, and then handed a cigarette: "When I went, he confiscated the cigarettes for Uncle Wang, I thought about it, and when the household registration came down, I had to trouble my uncle to help invite Uncle Wang out for a light meal." ”

"That's no problem, Lao Wang and I have a good relationship, I'll handle this matter." Zhang Jianguo agreed, and then saw Song Yuanchao hand over a piece of paper, took it and looked at it, and asked with some incomprehension: "What is this ......?" ”

"I'm going to make a little bit of a gadget, uncle, can you find someone to help you make it?"

Zhang Jianguo looked at the drawings carefully, Song Yuanchao explained the things drawn on the drawings and the dimensions on the sides, after listening, Zhang Jianguo thought about it and asked, "What do you use for this material?" Wood? ”

"Just a regular plank or something." Song Yuanchao said with a smile.

"What is this place for?" Zhang Jianguo pointed to one place and asked again.

"Oh, it's used to install a vice, by the way, if you don't mention it, I almost forgot, please help ask if there is any useless old vice in your factory, you don't need it, just use it, and help me install it directly when the time comes."

Zhang Jianguo nodded and folded the drawings and put them in his pocket: "Okay, I know about this, tomorrow I will go to the workshop to find someone to see if I can do it, if I can do it, I can get it done in a day or two at most, and I will notify you later." ”

"Thank you, uncle."

"Say thank you, such a trivial matter." As he spoke, Zhang Jianguo snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and then stood up.

"Uncle, let's eat together in the evening, I bought vegetables, let's have a little wine tonight?" Seeing that Zhang Jianguo was leaving, Song Yuanchao opened his mouth to stay.

Zhang Jianguo waved his hand: "Wait for next time, there is a task in the factory tonight, otherwise why would I come back so early?" Okay, don't send it, I'll go first, and I'll talk to you when your things are ready. ”

Although Zhang Jianguo said not to send it, Song Yuanchao still insisted on sending him downstairs, and after Zhang Jianguo left, Song Yuanchao simply made some food in the kitchen, washed the dishes and chopsticks after eating, returned to the room and sat down at the desk again and wrote something, until the sound of beating outside Song Yuanchao washed his feet and went to bed to rest.

Early the next morning, Song Yuanchao got up early and went to the vegetable field, at this time, the vegetable field usually began to be busy four or five days in the morning, and every family went to buy vegetables in the early morning every day is the top priority, especially meat, eggs, and fish, these things are gone, Song Yuanchao queued up to buy some meat, bought another fish, and bought two Chinese cabbages, and returned home with a basket full.

After arriving home, Song Yuanchao began to get busy, he first cut off the fat on the meat, which was used to boil lard.

Now the oil used by ordinary families in addition to vegetable oil is basically their own boiled lard, compared to the former, whether it is fried vegetables or boiled noodles, the taste of lard is not much better than vegetable oil, so the pork with fat in the vegetable field is the most sought-after and most expensive thing, but those who buy lean meat are very few, which is completely opposite to the promotion of healthy diet in later generations.

Song Yuanchao had lived alone for so long in his previous life, so he was naturally familiar with cooking.

He turned on the gas stove, set up the pot, put the fat cut into small pieces into the pot, then added a bowl of water to boil over high heat, and then slowly boiled over low heat, as the fat boiled, a pungent aroma spread in the kitchen.

"Aiding the DPRK, cooking vegetables? Got a good garn? The neighbor's aunt in the living room on the first floor smelled the aroma and couldn't help but run out to take a look, and saw that Song Yuanchao was not only boiling lard, but also having fish and vegetables with good scales on the side.

"Today, how delicious can you cook, do you want to treat yourself?" The neighbor's aunt asked quippedly.

Wearing an apron, Song Yuanchao, who looked at the fire and boiled lard, smiled: "Aren't you coming back?" The old classmates are coming over for dinner today, and they have to eat a good meal after not seeing each other for many years. ”

"This should be, this classmate is a man and a woman?" The neighbor's aunt paused and asked with a smile.

"Man, I used to come to play when I was a child."

"Then can you invite a male classmate? Female classmates should also be invited. ”

"Please next time, please next time, come a little bit......" Song Yuanchao replied as he turned on the fire a little more, and carefully fished out the boiled lard residue little by little with a spatula.

casually dealt with a few words of the neighbor's aunt, Song Yuanchao was busy with the work at hand. Maybe seeing that there was no gossip to listen to, seeing that Song Yuanchao was busy with himself, the neighbor's aunt didn't have the heart to continue talking, and stayed for a while and turned back to her house.

After putting the boiled lard into the enamel jar, Song Yuanchao picked up the small bowl with the lard residue and found out the white sugar and sprinkled some into it, then shook the bowl to let the sugar and lard residue mix thoroughly, and when it was ready, he took the bowl to Zhang's mother next door.

Lard residue is a good thing, not only can be fried but also used as a snack, it tastes fragrant and crispy, and it is the favorite thing of children in this era.

This bowl of lard residue is for Xiao Pingping, and Xiao Pingping was happy to see the fragrant lard residue, but it was the Zhang family's aunt who blamed Song Yuanchao for wasting this thing for the child, how good it was to fry cabbage.

Song Yuanchao said that there was no shortage of vegetables at home, and it was not a waste to get it for the children to eat, so he put down the bowl and said that the gas was still on in the kitchen, and ran back in a hurry.

By the time it was past eleven o'clock, everything that had been prepared was almost done, and Song Yuanchao brought the cooked dishes upstairs, and then put the freshly cooked pot of rice in the rice bowl.

The so-called rice bowl is a container made of straw, bran and mud together, which is dried and roasted over a fire, and then wrapped in layers of old cloth, just the size of an aluminum pot with a lid made of the same material.

This kind of rice is available in every household, and its function is to keep the rice in the pot warm.

In the era before rice cookers, this was a must-have for families, otherwise the cooked rice would be completely cold when it was cold and left outside for a while.

As soon as he finished it, Song Yuanchao heard someone downstairs calling his name, and hurriedly went downstairs to see that it was Li Daqi coming.

"Aid Korea!"

"Come on, come up, come up!" Seeing Li Daqi, Song Yuanchao smiled and asked him to go upstairs, the stairs of the old house in Shikumen were narrow, and Song Yuanchao didn't go down when he stood in the corridor, turned around and walked back with Li Daqi.

Back in the house, Song Yuanchao untied the apron and put it aside, at this time Li Daqi had already entered the door, and at a glance he saw the sumptuous meals on the table, especially one of the bowls of fragrant braised pork and a steaming braised fish, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Good fellow, make it so hearty?"

"According to Liaodong, this is a must!" Song Yuanchao joked, pulled a chair for him to sit down, and opened the prepared bottle of rice and wine casually.

"There's no good wine, so let's make do with this today." Song Yuanchao divided a bottle of rice wine in two tea jars and raised one of the cups: "Come!" Daqi, I wish us to return to Shanghai from other places, and I also wish our future will be better and better! ”

"That's what I'm talking about, come on, cheers!"

"Cheers!"

The two raised their glasses and touched each other, then took a big sip together.

Although it is just a very ordinary rice wine, at this moment, Song Yuanchao feels that this wine is more enjoyable than the Moutai and red wine drunk in later generations.