My village can't be like this

Chapter 92 The Cook Zhou Yang
Zhang Jianwen originally just wanted to come to find Li Hongbin, so everyone came with Zhang Jianguo after the meeting in the village.

Without thinking, I met Zhang An's family for lunch, and he was not polite, so I just sat down and ate together.

Everyone in the village usually eats late for lunch, and some people don't have lunch until after twelve o'clock or even one o'clock.

Zhang An's family usually eats later, but because there are guests, Wang Fang makes lunch earlier.

"By the way, old man, do you want to drink?"

Just as Zhang An asked Li Hongbin and his uncle if they wanted to drink, they were stopped by two people.

The two of them drank a lot last night, especially Li Hongbin, who would feel like throwing up if he smelled alcohol now.

"By the way, Hongbin, I discussed it with the village. We welcome your family to settle in the village, so the village decided to provide you with a private plot of land for you to use to build a house."

The old village head took a fried crispy salt bean, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and only after he swallowed it did he talk about business with Li Hongbin.

This was discussed in the village last night, but Li Hongbin was unconscious after drinking last night, so he had no chance to tell him.

Then he told Li Hongbin about the approximate locations of the reserved land in the village.

"Let's take the one next to Zhang An's new yard, closer to their house."

Li Hongbin thought for a while, and chose a piece of private land next to Zhang An's new house. From now on, the two families will live next to each other, so it will be more convenient for them to do things.

"Hey, that piece of land isn't that big, it's only half an acre in size, and the others are a little wider."

Zhang Jianwen was a little surprised that Li Hongbin had chosen the smallest private plot.

When everyone in the village builds a house, they like to choose a larger plot, not only a yard, but also a garden for growing vegetables.

And the piece of private land next to Zhang An's new house is only a little more than a quarter in size. If the house is built, it will not be so big without a yard and a vegetable field.

"Uncle, the house doesn't need to be that big, it's enough for a family to live in, and it's also convenient to start work, so you don't have to think about road repairs."

Then Li Hongbin said that he could buy it instead of giving it away from the village.

But the old village chief said that he had helped the village so much, and the village should give him a homestead.

It's not that Li Hongbin is worried about the issue of real estate rights. Zhang An and the others are not interested in doing this right now.

Zhang An clearly remembered that it seemed more than ten years later that Changqing Village began to count the ownership of the property rights of the houses and homesteads, because he came back specially at that time.

Just to do this, I made a red book for the old house that has been undocumented at home.

Basically, there are no problems with the houses built before that time. At that time, when the people from above come to count, just cooperate with them to measure and register.

After that, if you need to build a house, you need to follow the corresponding procedures.

In the first few years, it was relatively easy to obtain, but after a few years, it was basically difficult to approve the homestead.

But this is not just the case in Changqing Village, but in most places.

But Li Hongbin himself just thought that the money he donated to Changqing for road construction yesterday was only used for his own good deeds, and even if he didn't use it here, he would use it elsewhere.

Seeing that everyone in the village is willing to accept his family, he is very welcome to come here, and he wants to buy this land with some money himself.

But the old village head on the other side has the idea of ​​throwing me papaya and repaying it with Qiongju.

In the end, with the enthusiasm of the old village chief, Li Hongbin still accepted the homestead presented by the village.

In the words of the old village chief, our Changqing Village lacks everything, that is, there is a lot of land.

Otherwise, when the land was divided in the [-]s, not so many people would come to Changqing Village to settle down.

After the village gave Li Hongbin the land, there was nothing else to do. After dinner, Li Hongbin went to the village to get the approval documents. He could build a house whenever he wanted.

After lunch, Li Hongbin didn't stay either. As for moving the old man to Changqing Village, he had to go home and talk to his parents and wife.

When Zhang An sent Li Hongbin out and came back, he found his mother picking soybeans in the yard.

"Mom, what do you pick soybeans for? Do you want to grind tofu?"

All I saw was Wang Fang pouring the soybeans into the dustpan and dusting them back and forth several times to shake out some beans with empty shells and broken ones.

This is not over yet, so we can only pick out some bad beans that are obviously rotten and have no weight.

And there are still some that are broken, but the weight is not much different from good beans, so they can't be shaken out.

"I see the weather is fine, so I'll make some tempeh to eat."

Wang Fang poured the winnowed soybeans into the dustpan, took out a bamboo mat specially used for picking beans, and began to pick them.

Zhang An had nothing to do, so he also helped to pick it up.

Soybeans are considered a good thing in the village, and they don't need to be planted in a special field.

After planting corn every year, you only need to interplant them with corn.

When soybeans grow up, bloom and bear fruit, and grow beans, they are called edamame at this time.

Edamame is a seasonal vegetable in summer. When you peel off the shell, you will find a young version of soybeans, which are still green and can be fried and eaten.

You can also leave the shells on, take them off the stalks, put them in a pot, and cook them in salt water, which is also very delicious.

When Zhang An was a child, he liked to eat boiled corn and edamame every summer.

Until later, many places that sell braised meat also sell braised edamame.

Even in the vegetable market in the city, there are quite a few vegetable vendors who sell edamame.

Some are sold with bean stalks, which will be cheaper, but you need to take them home to peel them, and you will lose your head.And some people will peel the shells and only sell edamame and rice seeds.

Of course, the price is much more expensive in this way, but it also saves the effort of buying and peeling the shells. You can fry them directly after washing, and you don’t lose your face as much as you buy. There is only one disadvantage, which is expensive.

The maturity period of soybeans is earlier than that of corn, and soybeans can be harvested before the corn is ripe.

Now every family in the village grows a lot of soybeans, which can not only be sold for money, but also soaked to grind tofu and make fermented soybeans.

It can also be fried into salt beans with oil, and there is stewed trotter soup.

Zhang An's family had never bought tofu on the street before. Wang Fang soaked the beans and ground the tofu himself.

Because Zhang An has always heard from her that the tofu sold on the street is ordered with gypsum, that is, brine, while the tofu made at home is ordered with sour soup.Eat better.

It can only be said that each place has its own taste.

Three catties of beans may not seem like much, but it took the mother and son a long time to pick them up before Wang Fang soaked them in a bucket.

After soaking until tomorrow, we can start making tempeh. When it comes to tempeh, Zhang An hasn't eaten it for a while.

Many people may not be used to this food, and think that the taste of fermented soy bean is quite high. After all, the name of stinky fermented soy bean is not a joke.

Once the tempeh is ready, it can be dried in the sun to make dried tempeh, or soaked in water to make tempeh water.

Dried tempeh can be used to make tempeh oil chili, and it can also be fried with lard residue or green chili for cooking.

In this era, people buy lard on the street, and the leftover lard residue from oil refining is reluctant to throw away, and they all keep it for themselves to eat. Stir-fried tempeh with this stuff is quite delicious.

And tempeh water is generally used to make tempeh dipped in water. After a few years, these things will be canned and sold on the market.

"Mom, I won't be at home for dinner tonight. Zhou Yang came back and called me over for dinner."

It was still early at this time, Zhang An said in advance while his mother hadn't finished cooking.

"Zhou Yang is coming home. That's fine. I'll make something to eat with your dad at night. We won't cook any more."

Wang Fang knew that Zhou Yang had gone to work in the provincial capital, but she didn't know that he had already returned home.

"Sister-in-law Zhou is injured and can't get out of bed. She is about to start harvesting crops. Brother Shuanglin is too busy in his family alone, and he has to take two children with her, so he came back to help."

After five o'clock, Zhang An went out to Zhou Yang's house.

When Xiaohu saw Zhang An going out, he followed Zhang An all the way out.

It is only two or three minutes away from Zhang An's house to Zhou Yang's house, separated by a neighbor in the village.

"Zhang An is here, come and sit down, Yanhong, bring a stool for Uncle An."

Seeing Zhang An enter the yard, Zhou Shuanglin, who was killing chickens, greeted Zhang An and shouted at the girl in the house.

"Brother Shuanglin got a big guy today."

Zhou An looked at a few fish in the basin next to it. There was a grass carp that was a bit big, placed in an enamel basin, with its tail curled up, about four to five catties in size.

"I'm lucky today. I just wanted to get out of the cage and catch some wild crucian carp to make fish soup for your sister-in-law. I didn't expect to find a big fish. I asked Yoko to cook it tonight, but this fish is not as good as yours. It’s grown in the pond.”

Hearing Zhang An's arrival, Zhou Yang also came out of the kitchen.

Not to mention, this man is wearing an apron cloth, which looks really good.

"Come on, I was just about to call you."

"Isn't it coming? How can I ask the chef to invite me?"

Zhang An followed Zhou Yang into the kitchen and found a knife. Next to him, Zhou Yang's father was handling the rooster. Zhang An also helped pick up the fish in the basin with the knife.

We are all children from the village, and they know how to do these basic tasks. Zhou Shuanglin is not polite, and the two chatted while tidying up.

After Zhang An dug open the belly of the fish, he took out the fish bubbles, washed them clean, and handed them over to Zhou Yanhong to find a place to put them away, as if they could be used as medicine or something.

So no matter who kills the fish, the fish bubbles are left to dry and put away.

After picking up the fish, Zhou Shuanglin next to him also slaughtered the chicken in his hand, and took them in together for Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang's workmanship seems to be okay, it looks good, and it will be a mess for a while.

After more than half an hour, the last dish was out of the pan.

Grass carp has many bones, so it is not the best choice for making pickled fish. Zhou Yang crisped it thoroughly with vegetable oil and made it into braised fish with sauce.

There is no need to mess with the fish bones when eating, because the fish bones are crispy by the oil and can be eaten directly.

Sister-in-law Zhou had a plaster cast on her leg, and it was a bit inconvenient to move, so she didn't get up to eat together, and Zhou Yang got her to eat by the bed later.

"Try it and see how I do."

Zhou Yang distributed the chopsticks to his father and Zhang An, and set the rice bowl.

And Xiaohu was lying on the side. Zhou Yang's family didn't have a dog, so he wanted to take a basin for Xiaohu to hold some food.

"Zhou Yang, don't bother." Then he said to Xiaohu, "Go back and get your dog bowl."

When Xiaohu heard this, he shook his head and went home to get his food.

Before Zhou Yang came back, Zhou Shuanglin told Zhou Yang about his mother's leg injury on the phone.

After I came back, I heard my father said that Zhang An picked a big wild boar by himself a few days ago, and the three dogs of Zhang An's family also surrounded one. What about pork?

Now seeing that the little tiger brought by Zhang An is so clever, I can't help but want to raise one.

Soon he saw Xiaohu coming with a basin in his mouth, Zhang An looked behind, but luckily Dahu and Erhu didn't follow.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Yang asked curiously when he saw Zhang An staring at the door.

"I'm looking to see if the big tiger and the two tigers are here. If they come, we won't have to eat tonight. The pot of rice you cook is only enough for three of them to eat."

Seeing that Xiaohu was the only one coming, Zhang An was relieved.

"Do they eat so much? I also want to say that I should also raise one at home."

Zhou Yang resentfully said that if it was so edible, it would be unaffordable.

"Our family can't afford to keep them. The three dogs of Zhang An's family can eat a big pot at a time, otherwise they can't surround wild boars. In this village, only Zhang An's family is willing to feed them like this. How can other families stand up to it?" Let's eat like this."

Zhou Shuanglin had seen Wang Fang prepare food for the three Xiaohu brothers. A full bowl was eaten in one meal.

Zhou Yang thought about it, and it was the same reason.

Put some rice into Xiaohu's dog bowl, then put some vegetable soup into it, and finally Zhou Shuanglin poured some chicken soup into it.

It made Zhou Yang think how his father had become so generous, and he was willing to feed the dog with chicken bones and chicken soup.

This can't be blamed on Zhou Shuanglin, the wild boar that caused his mother-in-law to break her leg was led by Xiaohu, so it can be regarded as revenge for their family, and some meat can be regarded as repayment.

Moreover, Zhang An came to the house as a guest, and Zhang An's family usually feeds him in the same way. When you come to your own house, you can't be too stingy. Although it's a pity, it doesn't matter if you feed him.

After Zhou Yang fixed it, he handed the basin to Xiaohu, but it was a long time before Xiaohu moved his mouth.

"Uncle An, why doesn't your little tiger eat it?"

Zhang An smiled, took the dog bowl and put it aside, and greeted Xiaohu before Xiaohu went over to eat.

"Little Tigers and the others usually don't eat what others feed them, unless it's passed by my parents and me, otherwise they won't eat it."

It was only at this time that Zhou Yang and Zhou Shuanglin came to their senses, and they both praised him as a good dog.

Now there are a lot of people who come into the village to steal chickens and dogs. They often ride a motorcycle, and when they see someone has a dog, they will give some medicine, and if they get used to it, they will drag it away and sell it to the dog meat restaurant in the town.

After finishing it for Xiaohu, everyone started to eat.

Zhou Yang didn't cook for him, but Zhou Shuanglin took out the bayberry wine brewed at home and poured some for Zhang An.

"Brother Shuanglin, enough is enough, I only drank enough yesterday, I have to save myself today."

Zhou Shuanglin knew Zhang An's drinking capacity, and also knew that Zhang An drank a lot yesterday, so he didn't drink too much today.

"Not much, just treat it as something to drink, and try how my bayberry wine is soaked."

In the past, when Grandpa Zhang An was around, he would dip some of it in every meal and drink, and let Zhang An taste it.

Later, when Zhang An grew up a bit, he began to carry a bowl for Zhang An, and took a small sip from the microphone. After a long time, Zhang An’s drinking capacity was cultivated. Although Zhang An didn’t drink often, he still had a capacity for more than a catty. .

In later generations, Zhang An's company held an annual meeting at the end of the year, and the boss also said that the person who drank the most would be rewarded with a month's salary.

Only then did everyone know that Zhang An, who usually doesn't talk much, is also a ruthless person.

The bayberry wine in Zhou Yang's house is made from bayberry picked by his father himself. You can see that the bayberry wine in the bowl has turned pink.

"Zhou Yang's craftsmanship is good, he can open his own restaurant."

Zhang An ate all the dishes on the table, and they were all good, much better than those in the restaurants in the county town.

"Hey, cook whatever you want, eat vegetables and eat vegetables."

After drinking for three rounds, Zhou Shuanglin didn't persuade him to drink, everyone is not an outsider.

They just kept persuading Zhang An to eat food. During the dinner, they talked about their family's troubles, but Zhang An and Zhou Yang talked about life in the city.

Zhou Yang's younger brothers and sisters didn't talk much from the time they were eating with a bowl until they finished eating. Usually, Mrs. Zhou's tutor was very strict. She had to call out first when she saw someone, and she was not allowed to speak when eating, unless others asked questions and so on.

Zhou Yang, on the other hand, was used to Zhang An when he was young, and when Zhou's sister-in-law wanted to discipline him, it was too late.

So the two children born later were treated strictly by their mothers since they were young.

You won’t be given a chance to grow crooked at all, and you will be able to fix any signs of it.

It can be said that half of the two brothers and sisters are today because of Zhou Yang.

After drinking and eating, Zhou Yang, father and son, and Zhang An had a meal in the courtyard.

Zhou Yang's younger sister, Zhou Yanhong, has taken care of washing the dishes.

Zhang An also went home before finishing his meal. This was something that had no rules, and he didn't go to someone else's house to have a feast. He had to leave after eating to make room for the people below.

"I said how did you grow your strength? Why haven't I seen you so brave before, otherwise we wouldn't have to suffer so many beatings."

Zhou Yang was still a little curious about Zhang An being able to kill a wild boar by himself. He had played with him since he was a child, but he hadn't seen him for a few years, so how did he evolve into a Super Saiyan.

"You ask me how I know, maybe this is the talent."

Regarding what Zhou Yang said, Zhang An could only roll his eyes. The two of them often fought with others when they were young.

If there is one person on the opposite side, the two of them also fight, and if there are several people on the opposite side, the two of them also fight.

When faced with a large number of people, there is no shortage of disadvantages.

But at that time, the two of them were mainly fighting against one object, they would fight if they could beat it, and they would try it with you if they couldn't beat it.

Hearing his son talk about fighting when he was a child, Zhou Shuanglin remembered that he was often called a parent by the school.

"You still feel honored, don't you?"

Amidst the sound of cicadas chirping, Zhou Yang's father, Zhou Shuanglin, had gotten to the point.

"Zhang An, I heard from my uncle that you are planning to build a farmhouse, right?"

"Yes, I have this plan. Seeing that other places are in full swing, our place is no worse than others, so I want to try." Zhang An said, taking a sip of his freshly brewed tea.

"Then if your place is set up, won't you have to find someone to cook after more people come? Look at Zhou Yang, if your place can be set up, your sister-in-law and I will let him follow you. Don't let him out."

"Brother Shuanglin, I don't know if it can be done now, and I don't know how many people there are. I really can't say this right now."

Zhang An thought for a while and said, he couldn't agree right now.

"If there are really too many people in the future, and if someone needs to be responsible, based on the relationship between Zhou Yang's skills and mine, I will definitely look for him first."

Zhou Shuanglin and his wife saw that Zhang An didn't go out to work, but the family's life was getting better and better, so they wanted to ask Zhang An's opinion.

"That's what we mentioned. The main reason is that if Zhou Yang can't go out to work, he won't go out to work. He won't be able to take care of his family when he goes out."

Zhou Yang's father sighed. Zhou Yang learned to be a chef, unlike the stonemasons in the village who could wait for work at home.

Chefs, in the village, are basically invited when there are big banquets, but everyone's conditions are the same these days, and no one always invites people to eat wine at big banquets.

It's not like the later generations who drink a little wine every three days and drink a lot every two days.

"Brother Shuanglin, if this is the case, I have an idea that you can consider."

Zhang An thought for a while, and then slowly talked to Zhou Yang and his son.

"Oh? What idea?"

When Zhou Yang and his son heard Zhang An say that they had an idea, they immediately sat up and wanted to hear what Zhang An had to say.

Now everyone in Changqing Village is saying that Zhang An is smart, flexible, and full of ideas.

"Look, there are many people fishing in our big river every day. You people are not short of money. You see, the biscuits and instant noodles they bring every day cost a lot of money, so go ask Whether those people need to order meals depends on Zhou Yang's skill, I believe if they can spend money to buy freshly prepared meals, who would be willing to eat dry biscuits."

When Zhou Yang and Zhou Shuanglin heard Zhang An's words, they thought about it and found that there seemed to be something wrong.

"Yes, this seems to be possible, why didn't we think of it before, no wonder people say you have a clever mind."

Zhang An is not clever, it is because someone in the village in later generations discovered this business opportunity and specially cooked and sold it to these people.

Originally, Zhang An wanted to make it at home, but the conditions at home were not bad, and he didn't want his mother to be busy in the kitchen every day.

"It's nothing, but it must be clean and hygienic, and the food and charges must be reasonable. Otherwise, it will ruin the reputation. If you buy it once, you won't buy it, and you will be told later. If it is done well, they will come every day. Ordering meals is a long-term business."

Originally, Zhang An wanted the third uncle's home to cook, but the meals made by the third uncle and the third aunt were just like that, and it was okay for home-cooked food. If they were sold out and bought by others, they would not come back again, which ruined their reputation in vain.

The second uncle is a stonemason. Although he is often too busy to stay at home, the conditions are not too bad. This business is not suitable for them.

And Zhou Yang happened to have learned cooking for a few years, and he can cook well. As long as he pays attention to the quality and hygiene of the food, he will be welcomed by everyone.

"Don't worry, we will pay attention to this."

Zhang An was just reminding him what he knew, as for how to do it, it was up to Zhou Yang and his family.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang An took Xiaohu to bid farewell, and went home by himself, leaving Zhou Yang's family to discuss what to do.

When Xiaohu left, he never forgot to take the guy who was eating with him.

　Today there was a power outage at the company and at home. Although I had a day off, the electricity was only delivered now, so it was a bit late, sorry.

　　
　
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