Fengcheng old events

Chapter 34 How to Live
"Persist for a few years, and the child will be fine when he grows up. You girl is sensible and can help you. At that time, life will be smooth. Now, let them have enough food."

The sister-in-law of the Zhang family went to get her own pot and stove, and said: "You are a man, you have to admit it, it's useless to think too much."

The water in the pot was sizzling, and Zhang Jingyi looked at the flames in the stove in front of him in a daze, feeling like the flames, which might be crushed by a piece of firewood at any time.

After dinner, Liu Zhaofeng was asked to watch Jin Baoer at home, while Zhang Jingyi and Zhang's eldest brother and sister-in-law came to the yard in the dark with their belongings.

The crowd is naturally divided according to the team. Although they are usually very familiar, once the interests of the team or the people in the team are involved, they must be helping relatives and not helping each other. At this time, people are hugging each other.

The light bulb at the entrance of the team is the only one with a large wattage in the whole team, one hundred watts, and there is an iron plate behind it, which shoots the light into the courtyard.A few dogs crawled around the crowd, smelling here and looking there.

Secretary Cao came out of the house with a big cigarette bag that never left him, and looked at it: "Is everyone here? Okay, don't wait, Beifeng Yanxue is so cold.

Don't talk nonsense, get the food and tickets according to the book, ah, more or less depends on the book, and there is no need to fight for three long and five short.Let's get started, the captain will come over to help and check. "

People from the two teams slowly lined up in two rows. There were two desks in the team headquarters. The accountant sat behind the desk, with a brochure in front of him and an abacus next to it. kinds of votes.

The room on the side is where the grain is stored, and preparations have been made, and the weighing and ledgers have been set up.

A family came in, checked the household registration book, signed their names and fingerprints, and the accountant made a note, picked up the colorful receipts and counted each item and handed them over: "Can you read? Be careful. This is cloth. Tickets, this is a meat ticket, this is an oil ticket... In the future, when you come to the cooperative to buy everything, you must bring a ticket. If you don’t know how much you can get, you can bring it all. They don’t lie to others.”

He had to tell everyone who came to collect the tickets, he was enthusiastic, and the accountants in the next team got lazy by the way, and just divided the tickets, and let him talk about everything.

Cloth tickets are three feet per person. In fact, not only cloth, zizi, and hats, but all cotton and velvet fabrics must use cloth tickets.

I took the ticket, put it close together with the household registration book, and took the voucher to the other room to collect the food.

Corn balls, sorghum rice, beans, millet, rice, and soybean oil are distributed according to the head.It is mainly rough sorghum, with a little millet and even less rice.

Zhang Jingyi took his share, two bags of corn, half a bag of sorghum rice, half a bag of soybeans, millet and rice together about [-] catties.A small pot of soybean oil was given.The bag is the standard noodle bag, which was saved from the pastry in the cafeteria.

Radish chunks, pickles, a little bit of cabbage and scallions, a pot of pickled vegetables, half a bag of potatoes, and a whole catty of frozen meat for the family.That is to say, all the leftovers in the cafeteria were taken out and distributed, and the cafeteria was officially disbanded.

After tossing all the things back into the house, Liu Jinrong had already fallen asleep, and Liu Zhaofeng helped his mother gather things together: "Mom, did you give me all these things? Will we stop eating pasta every day when we cook by ourselves?"

Zhang Jingyi nodded, staring at the piles of noodle bags in a daze, expressing his complete inability to turn these things into meals and serving them on the table, he rubbed his hands helplessly, and smiled at Liu Zhaofeng.

Liu Zhaofeng said: "Mom, wash your face and feet first, I boiled water."

Zhang Jingyi looked down at the stove pit: "You know how to cook stoves?"

Liu Zhaofeng nodded and said, "Little Fuzi taught me, and it's not difficult. Mom, I'll fill up the water in the tank, and I'll do the job in the future."

Let Liu Zhaofeng sleep on the kang, Zhang Jingyi moved a pony and sat down in front of the stove pit, staring at the faint flames in a daze: how will we live in the future?
The eldest sister-in-law of the Zhang family came out to go to the toilet wearing her man's clothes, gathered the clothes, went to Zhang Jingyi's side and squatted down, reached out to make a fire, added a few dry branches, and asked: "What do you want to not sleep?"

Zhang Jingyi said: "Sister-in-law, I don't know how to cook, I have never done it. I know a little bit about rice, and I have eaten millet.

How to get corn and sorghum?We have boiled corn several times at home before, but Jin Baoer said it was not tasty, so my husband never asked us to eat it again.This is the first time I have seen sorghum. "

The sister-in-law of the Zhang family looked at the rice bags piled aside, looked at Zhang Jingyi, sighed, and said, "I'll help you tomorrow. It's not too difficult, and it will be over time. You, don't you even have vegetables?" Didn't cut it?"

Zhang Jingyi nodded.

Early the next morning, Zhang Jingyi, who hadn't slept much, got up in a daze, washed his face, and made breakfast with Zhang's sister-in-law.

After lighting the stove and changing the water, the sister-in-law of the Zhang family taught me how to measure and how much rice to use, and washed the corn balls.Cooking is actually simple, the rice is suitable, the water is suitable, and it is enough to cook, that is, to control the fire and not to overheat it.

"It's winter camp now, so you don't need to make it too thick, just play tricks to fill your stomach, and you have to save some food." The sister-in-law of the Zhang family moved her side nimbly, and she still had time to come over and give guidance, saying a few words sentence.

"Cut the pickles, cut them into shreds, stir-fry them with a little oil, it's more delicious than eating them raw, and serve with rice. When I have time during the day, I will teach you how to cook some salted beans. Eat them as vegetables, and you will be very hungry. You just eat too much." Gotta fart. Hahahaha."

Zhang Jingyi laughed and went to get a knife to fix the cutting board to cut the radish lumps, and asked, "How do you make sauerkraut?"

The sister-in-law of the Zhang family said: "Wash and cut, shred, stir-fry or stew. Now oil is expensive, so it is still cost-effective to stew. Cut two potatoes and stew together. Let's do it tonight."

Watching Mrs. Zhang's slashing a radish lump into a pile of flakes, and then gradually turning into filaments, Zhang Jingyi felt that the radish lump in his hand must be a ghost, sent by God to torment my own.

When the knife hits, it rolls, and the knife cuts in horribly. After a lot of effort, it cuts out a slice as thick as chopsticks, and it is still a crooked head.

Mrs. Zhang took a look: "Cut slowly, don't worry, this is a skilled job, just cut it, don't cut your hands, it's troublesome."

"Don't put so much oil, just a little bit."

"Cut two slices of meat and put it in. Make it thinner. Two slices are enough. Give it a taste."

"Put it, put it, the oil is coming."

"Add a little salt, a little bit, a lot, a lot. And a lot."

Finally, he had finished his breakfast, Zhang Jingyi almost burst into tears looking at the uneven thickness of pickles 'shredded' on the plate.

　The new book is a bud, and she needs to be cared for.You click, she grows a little bit.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)