1986: Old Stories in Northeast China

"Dad, what's this?"

Doudou, who was playing with pearls, asked curiously.

"Haha, this is a treasure. When dad buys pig skin, we will go home." Chen Tiezhu said.

"Dad, dad, we have to make some pork skin jelly." Doudou said hurriedly.

Pearls are not interesting, but pork skin jelly is the best.

"I have to make it. My eldest daughter wants to eat it. I can't not make it." Chen Tiezhu said with a smile.

Doudou was so happy that he even wrapped his legs on the car seat.

When he came to the meat stall, he wanted to buy some more offal to eat tonight. But he was still late and they were all sold out.

Fortunately, there was a pig head left, which had to be taken away.

It was different from later generations. The slaughter volume in later generations was very high, and pig heads were almost the same. But now? How many pigs can be slaughtered in a day?

Even if he was greedy, he had to check his pockets.

He went to the post office to inquire, and his package of books really arrived. It was just that the postman was sick, so these books or other not very important packages were not arranged to be delivered.

This is also the norm now. A postman, a 28-bar, manages several villages.

"You are back so soon? Why are you so happy?" Han Zhenwen, who stayed at home, asked curiously.

"I bought a pig's head, and I can have a good drink again. How is your anatomical drawing?" Chen Tiezhu said.

"Brother Chen, I think I should study hard first, and then draw." Han Zhenwen said seriously.

"I used to think I was quite smart and I knew all these anatomical diagrams well. After all, the tissue structure of the human body is somewhat different, so you don't have to remember them in such detail."

"Now it seems that I was wrong, it's not enough. Otherwise, you wouldn't have asked Director Fang to practice that small-incision appendectomy. Can you really practice it by picking the belly of a crucian carp? Then when are we going to catch crucian carps?"

Chen Tiezhu rolled his eyes, "I can't tell whether you want to practice or you are just craving crucian carps."

"Hehe, can't this be done at the same time without delaying things? Can that small incision really be achieved?" Han Zhenwen asked hurriedly.

"Ask Yingzi, right? Can it be achieved? You can't ask me, a layman, whether it can be achieved. You have to ask professionals." Chen Tiezhu said with a smile.

"Anyway, I think that whether it's a blacksmith forging iron, a chef cooking, or you doctors performing surgery, it's all the same in the end."

"If you want to go to the next level, you have to sink your mind to achieve excellence. Otherwise, it's not enough to just master the basics."

"Especially you surgeons, with the development of medicine, you will overcome one difficulty after another. However, new difficulties will also emerge."

"On the basis of the existing foundation, it is a serious matter to improve your skills. Take your time, anyway, you are still young."

Han Zhenwen nodded. He really cares about the small incision appendectomy in his heart.

Being able to shorten the incision by two centimeters or even smaller is something that no one has ever thought of.

Chen Tiezhu didn't care about him. Like Fang Zhiyong, he was able to study seriously, which saved him a lot of worry.

He looked at the bead he brought back carefully, and he was not in a hurry to open the treasure. The important thing now was to open the pot.

There are many ways to open the pot, and it is even more convenient in the future. But if you want to have a good pot now, the process of boiling the pot is essential.

Nowadays, there are not many things that can bring happiness to Chen Tiezhu, and giving his daughter and Yingzi a delicious meal is one of them.

The small stove built by Li Yinglin outside was lit, and then he put the wok that Qiao Shulin made for him on it.

"Dad, what delicious food are you going to make?" Doudou came over.

"Let's not do it now, Dad has to boil the pot. After boiling the pot, you can use this pot to make delicious food in the future." Chen Tiezhu said.

Doudou frowned, what does this mean? I don't understand.

"Just watch, you will know what's going on in a while." Chen Tiezhu said with a smile.

Doudou nodded his head.

At this time, the pot was also heated, and Chen Tiezhu poured some water into the pot.

In the sizzling sound, the water was also a little black.

Doudou grinned, why did it become like this?

After pouring out the water from the pot, wipe it dry carefully and put it back on the fire.

"Dad, this isn't fun." Doudou frowned.

"How can everything be fun? There are many things that are very important, but also very boring." Chen Tiezhu said with a smile.

"Like my uncle, he also wants to play happily like Doudou. But he has to study, so he has to give up some things.Some time to play."

"Yeah, Doudou doesn't study, he just plays." Doudou nodded his little head.

Chen Tiezhu scratched his scalp, it shouldn't be this result.

Why is it so difficult to raise a child?

After thinking about it, he gave up, boiling the pot is important.

Seeing that the temperature in the pot is about the same, he cut off a piece of pig skin and removed some of the firewood under the small stove.

This is also a little trick for boiling the pot. It's not good to be too hot, it's easy to burn the pot and the effect will be worse.

Like now, the temperature with a little smoke is the best.

This taste is not It smells so good, anyway, Doudou reluctantly followed and watched for half a minute, then abandoned him.

If you don't want to make something delicious, why do you have to suffer this?

Chen Tiezhu couldn't run away, and boiling the pot was not only a pain, but also a technical job.

You need to keep the temperature of the pot, and you have to rub every corner of the pot with pig skin.

The smell is fumigating, the pot is warm, and you have to concentrate on the work. It's strange that you can't stand this smell.

"Tiezhu, are you boiling the pot? Your aunt is making corn cakes tonight, do you like them?"

At this time, He Jianguo walked in.

"Of course I like them, I have to make some. You have to come to my house to eat in the evening, stew meat, and then stew some cabbage with bean cakes. I just pressed the oil today." Chen Tiezhu said with a smile.

"Eat it every day, you are really greedy for it. "He Jianguo said with a smile.

"By the way, Uncle Jianguo, I told Yingzi that if there is any work in the town, let Brother Chengmin do it. After all, Yingzi just came here and is not familiar with many things." Chen Tiezhu said.

"Uncle will not be polite to you." He Jianguo said.

Of course he knew that these jobs would not be in vain.

Working in such a unit, it would be really bad if you have no work to do.

With Chen Tiezhu taking care of him, his son's future is also guaranteed.

Compared with Director Hu of the County Bureau, Mayor Han in the town is really useful. There is a saying that the county magistrate is not as good as the current manager.

Tiezhu is so kind.