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Chapter 277 Licking Dog Zhao Aiguo Stewed Big Goose in Iron Pot (Subscribe)
The next day, at breakfast time.

Yuanyuan started the process of showing off again, and handed over the apples she spent to Li Gui and Chen Jinfeng.

And painted it again on the spot.

It made the second elder's heart almost melted by him.

Then Yuanyuan recounted the story of Little Red Riding Hood, stumbling, and was reminded by her father. In the end, she said seriously, don't talk to strangers, and when you grow up, you will beat wolves and bad people.

It made Li Gui and Chen Jinfeng almost confess to her little ancestor.

"Red Army, let's have an extra meal after get off work tonight. My granddaughter can draw and tell stories. We must celebrate!"

"Come on, I'll go to the vegetable market to buy some mutton tonight, let's cook mutton today!"

When it comes to celebrating and spending money for her granddaughter, Chen Jinfeng will never feel distressed and stop: "Don't buy sesame paste!"

Li Hongjun understands that his own sesame paste has never been spent, and has always been ordered from the factory, mainly because it has not become an unspoken rule. points, no one will say anything.

It has not yet arrived, meat tickets, non-staple food tickets, and industrial certificates have not yet been issued, and the supplies are still very abundant. As long as you have money, you can satisfy your appetite and your daily needs.

After breakfast, the family of three went to work, but Li Hongxia and Yuanyuan were still left at home.

Before going out, Chen Jinfeng gave Li Hongjun 20 yuan to buy meat and vegetables.

Because he was responsible for three meals a day for the Soviets, including breakfast of course, his family went to work half an hour earlier than usual.

When he arrived at the factory, Li Hongjun cooked porridge, cut salted duck eggs, and pancakes.

Looking at the few salted duck eggs saved in the jar, it seems that some salted duck eggs need to be salted again.

The breakfast of the Soviets is millet porridge, salted duck eggs, oil cakes, green onions dipped in miso.

"Director Fan, the salted duck eggs prepared for the leader were almost eaten up by the Soviet engineers, so I have to buy some salted duck eggs."

"Soviet people love to eat salted duck eggs?"

Li Hongjun nodded: "Yes, I cook millet porridge for them every morning, bake oil cakes, fry some sauce, and they drink porridge with salted duck eggs!"

Director Fan nodded: "Alright then, salted duck eggs are easy to make. I'll ask someone to buy more this time. You can marinate them in a big vat!"

"Director, it must be too late to pickle. You open the warehouse and I take out a basket of eggs to prepare. When the salted duck eggs are not pickled, I will fry a few eggs for them every day."

Director Fan thought for a while, there were plenty of materials in the warehouse, and she had recorded all of them, so she was not afraid of Li Hongjun's private life, so she simply gave him the key, so as not to always make trouble for herself.

"Red Army, I'll give you a key. From now on, you can get it yourself if you need anything, and just tell me later!"

"That's a good relationship, thank you, Director!"

"Director, let me tell you that every morning I cook for the Soviet engineers, and you and the factory leaders can come to the cafeteria to have breakfast together. It's no different if I cook a meal for four people or a meal for ten people!"

Director Fan smiled and said, "Red Army, your proposal is good. I will mention it to the factory leaders later. It is just a chance to get close to Soviet engineers!"

The factory does not open meals in the morning, because the Soviet engineer has an extra meal. Li Hongjun’s proposal just makes the leaders follow suit and avoids gossip. No matter how good the breakfast at home is, it is not as good as a special small stove for the Soviets. it is good.

Anyway, Li Hongjun didn't need to pay for it himself, the materials in the factory were sold to the leaders, so why not do it.

At noon, Director Fan bought 200 catties of tofu. In addition to cabbage and potatoes, there was another spicy tofu at noon. The [-] yuan tofu will definitely not be able to rise in both rain and dew. It depends on who is lucky and will be ranked first.

Li Hongjun put minced meat in the mapo tofu for the leader, and made mashed potatoes with minced meat for the leader and the Soviets.

Zhao Aiguo saw that there were many people in line, and it was not easy to jump in line, so he ran to the back kitchen to ask Li Hongjun to make him some mapo tofu, and even took out two lunch boxes at once.

Looking at the name written in two carbon pens on the other lunch box: Bai Jie.

Li Hongjun really wanted to curse: Lick the dog.

In the evening, because the Soviets had to work overtime to draw blueprints, Director Fan got orders from the factory leader to specially get a big goose for Li Hongjun to do.

What else is there to say, kill the goose and let the blood out, boil the water to remove the hair, and stew the big goose in an iron pot.

After the delicious big goose stewed in an iron pot, potatoes, vermicelli, and big pancakes with pot stickers were cooked, Chen Jinfeng packed two lunch boxes.

"Mom, shall we not eat boiled mutton tonight?"

"Prodigal son, why don't you eat boiled mutton? Isn't this big goose delicious?"

Li Hongjun couldn't help asking: "The fragrance is fragrant, but you have found out today, why did you only pack two lunch boxes?"

Chen Jinfeng mysteriously opened another lunch box, which contained the water tofu intercepted at noon.

"At night, I'll make tofu mixed with shallots, and I'll serve you two with wine!"

Li Hongjun and Li Gui's father and son looked at each other, neither of them noticed when Chen Jinfeng packed the tofu without anyone noticing.

He doesn't care about it after cooking. It doesn't matter who likes to pick up the leftovers and clean up the leftovers. Anyway, their family has no shortage of food and drink, so they won't pick up leftovers.

The family of three walked out of the factory, Li Gui quietly told Li Hongjun pushing the bicycle, don't waste the big goose in the iron pot if you get some good wine at night.

Li Gui drove Chen Jinfeng one step ahead on his bicycle, and Li Hongjun saw Zhao Aiguo at the bus stop in front of the factory, and his plump and round breasts.

"Patriotic, are you planning to be a flower protector?"

Faced with Li Hongjun's joke, Zhao Aiguo was not annoyed: "Isn't this the way, let's wait for the bus together."

The thick-skinned Zhao Aiguo didn't care, but the thin-skinned Bai Jie blushed.

"Sister Bai, borrow Zhao Aiguo!"

"Patriotic, let's go, go to my house to drink!"

Zhao Aiguo's eyes lit up when he heard drinking, and Bai Jie next to him said, "Go, it's not like I can't find my way home!"

The two got on the tricycle, and Zhao Aiguo couldn't help sighing: "You still know how to enjoy it. You make a tricycle every day. Don't you know that this bus is crowded with people, and people can be squeezed into meatloaf."

"As long as you quit gambling, you can eat delicious food and drink hot food every day with your salary."

"Don't gamble, don't gamble, I promise Bai Jie to save money and marry her!"

When passing by Dashilan, let the tricycle stop for a while.

Zhao Aiguo asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Hongjun: "Buy cigarettes, there are no cigarettes at home!"

Li Hongjun mainly wanted to buy cigarettes for Li Gui. He smoked good cigarettes and watched his old father smoke cheap cigarettes that cost eight cents.

But as a strict wife, Li Gui still dare not buy cigarettes by himself.

"Patriotic, you work hard, help me buy two big front doors, and buy two bottles of Daqu."

Li Hongjun handed the money to Zhao Aiguo, but he was too lazy to move.

Zhao Aiguo went in a hurry, it was worth a trip to drink Daqu wine.

After getting the cigarettes and alcohol, he stuffed the remaining money into his trouser pocket, and handed Zhao Aiguo a pack of unpacked cigarettes.

Zhao Aiguo was also polite and put it in his pocket directly.

When they arrived at Baishun Hutong and paid fifteen cents for the car, the two entered Li's house.

"Patriotism is here!"

"Uncle, aunt, the Red Army called me to drink!"

Li Gui pointed to the stool: "You're welcome, just find a place to sit!"

Li Hongjun threw a cigarette to Li Gui: "Dad, I see that you have run out of cigarettes, you can take this cigarette and smoke it!"

Chen Jinfeng warmed up the big goose and served it to the table. Looking at the cigarettes and wine, he was lucky: "Li Hongjun, give me the 20 yuan I gave you this morning!"

Li Hongjun said with a playful smile, "Mom, the 20 yuan is definitely gone. I just bought two cigarettes and two bottles of wine. Give me the rest as pocket money!"

Chen Jinfeng twisted his ears angrily: "You prodigal son, you still smoke Daqianmen, so you can smoke as much as you like, and you can buy it for your father too. Do you know that you and your father get twenty yuan a month for cigarettes?"

"How much is your monthly salary? Why do you smoke and drink all your monthly salary?"

Li Gui looked at the furious Chen Jinfeng, and wanted to intercede with his son, but he still shrank his neck and did not dare to speak.

However, he secretly put away the big front door so that Chen Jinfeng would not be reluctant to let him put it away.

Looking at Zhao Aiguo who stole from the side, Chen Jinfeng didn't let it go: "Aiguo, you are the same, you have a job, you have a salary, the boss is not young, and you don't have a decent job every day, so you don't know how to marry a daughter-in-law to come in and take care of your bedridden mother... "..."

(End of this chapter)