Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 168, This kid is really broken.

"Aijun, come here."

Yang Xiaole called out to Feng Aijun who was still joining in the fun.

The other party turned around and walked over strangely: "What's wrong?"

Seeing him coming, Yang Xiaole asked casually, "I want to ask you something, do you know where there is a fishing line that sells special fishing? It's not cotton thread."

Fishing at this time basically used cotton thread, sewing needles, and a big bamboo pole.

That thing can't catch a big fish.

But there must be a fishing line, but he didn't notice it before.

People in the military compound must have retired old men fishing.

So he still asked.

Feng Aijun thought for a while and said: "There are quite a few people fishing in the compound, and the thread is thicker than a hair, and it is still durable. It's just a foreign hook from a foreigner."

Yang Xiaole thought for a while, and finally nodded.

"Can you get me a set?"

Hearing this, Feng Aijun shook his head like a rattle: "I can't get it, if I get it, my butt will probably be blown open."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole didn't force her anymore.

"Forget it, go ahead, I'll go back first!"

He said hello and left.

Seeing that he was gone, Feng Aijun didn't bother, and continued to come back to join in the fun.

There are little fish to eat tonight.

My mouth is watering just thinking about it.

Yang Xiaole carefully took out the reed prodigal, wiped off the mud under his feet with a little snow, and quietly left the reed prodigal.

After wandering around, I found a grove and entered the space.

Looking at the male pheasant already eating there: "You have to serve your wife comfortably! If it's useless, then you can only make soup in advance!"

It doesn't matter whether it understands or not.

To prevent hybridization with domestic chickens, the wings of two pheasants were specially cut off, and a chicken coop was made separately.

After finishing, look at this space.

In the past three months, he has also slaughtered a lot of fish in the space and marinated them.

But the eels and soft-shelled turtles remained untouched.

He picked a soft-shelled turtle weighing seven or eight catties, put it together with the dead pheasants and wild ducks, and threw it into a snakeskin bag.

Feed the animals and collect the eggs.

After getting something to eat for myself, I got out of the space and rode away on the bike.

It is more than four o'clock now, and my mother will be back from get off work in a while.

Riding a bike to the city, passing the Wujin shop, Yang Xiaole looked at the nylon rope inside, thought for a moment and stopped the bike.

What kind of fishing line do you want?

Nylon rope plus a head pin, isn't it enough?
That strand by strand, after separation, is a good fishing line!
It's just inflexible.

Thinking of this, he parked the car and went straight in.

It basically sells knives, axes, stoves, foreign nails and various metal products.

Metal products on the market can be bought here.

Just don't know why nylon rope is also sold here.

Asked about the price, really not cheap.

Nylon rope as thick as a little finger costs eight cents a meter, which is indeed cheap for him, but for ordinary people, the price is still quite expensive.

With a wave of his hand, he bought ten meters directly.

After buying good things, I left the hardware store and went to a nearby supply and marketing store to buy a bunch of bare rubber bands.

Find a place to make a slingshot.

After finishing it, he rushed to the house.

When I got home, the students had already returned from school.

There are more than [-] children, big and small, in the compound, basically all of them are about half the age, and there are only three or four who are not in school.

Xizi and Xiaoli are naturally playing in it too!
A group of children, boys playing with boys, and girls playing with girls.

Of course, not all in the yard.

Yang Xiaole looked at Xiaoli watching other people kicking shuttlecock, and shouted: "Xiaoli!"

"Second brother."

Xiaoli turned her head and saw that it was her elder brother, and ran back in a hurry.

Yang Xiaole took a look and asked, "Why, don't they take you to play?"

Hearing this, Xiaoli quickly shook her head: "No, we take turns to play, whoever loses will step down."

"Oh!"

He was relieved to hear that he wasn't being squeezed out.

Then he said with a smile: "Go, boil water, brother will make you a new shuttlecock."

"Really!"

Xiaoli was overjoyed when she heard the words, and hurriedly went to boil the water.

In fact, it is just to turn on the coal stove a little bigger.

Seeing the second brother carrying the snakeskin bag, Xizi came over curiously: "Brother, what did you put here?"

"Wang Ba!"

After Yang Xiaole finished speaking, she carried the snakeskin bag and went under the eaves of her own house.

Father Yang Guangzhi didn't know where he went.

I didn't care about it, and came out with a wooden basin.He began to carefully take out a pheasant and a wild duck from the bag.

If it was meat or chicken or duck, he would definitely hide it and eat it.

But there is no need for things like the old turtle that may be caught in wetlands.

"pheasant!"

Seeing this, Xizi was delighted for a while.

Yang Xiaole ignored him, and pulled out the longest and most beautiful hairs on the pheasant.

Handed it to Xiao Li who just came over: "Here, put it away, I will let my mother make you a new shuttlecock soon! Don't lose it!"

Xiaoli was very happy when she heard the words.

Pressing a few beautiful feathers, she ran back to her bedroom directly, but it was not clear where to put them.

Yang Xiaole thought of that big turtle.

After thinking about it, I didn't rush to get the pheasant, but carefully got the big bastard out of the bag.

The children who had gathered around curiously all around suddenly screamed.

"Wang Ba!"

"Big old turtle, it's so big!"

"Where did you catch this!"

……

Suddenly there was a lot of discussion.

Yang Xiaole knew some of them, but he didn't come here often enough, so he didn't recognize them all!
He just responded casually: "Oh, the reeds on the other side of the white awl caught it. Get out of the way, it's not a joke to bite you later."

The others backed away in fright.

"Xizi, bring the knife."

Seeing the food, Xizi is definitely more active than anyone else, pointing and hitting.

"Here, bro!"

As fast as lightning.

"Hey, Xiao Le, how can you be such a big bastard?"

Aunt Wang looked at the children around here, and came over curiously to take a look. When she saw the big bastard lying on the ground, she was also surprised for a while.

Not just her.

Aunt Zhao and Aunt Shen who are not at work across the street, and Wang Li, the daughter-in-law of Sun Fu of the soy sauce factory.

The other grown women haven't come back from work yet!
At this time, they all came around.

Yang Xiaole responded with a smile again: "Isn't there a reed prodigal outside Fucheng Gate? I got it there. This guy was hiding in the mud, and I turned it up."

After finishing speaking, seeing that Wang Ba had just exposed his head, he immediately chopped it off when he got excited.

That bastard rolled down the steps.

Xizi immediately picked it up, this is also meat!
Aunt Shen looked greedy when she saw this: "My dear, such a big guy! This is enough for several meals!"

Yang Xiaole smiled and said nothing.

This is the effect he wants, and it will not be so strange to get any good things.

But this has to be done in moderation.

This must be grasped.

In fact, I heard that soft-shelled turtle blood is also a great tonic. Mixed with wine, it can increase certain abilities of men.

He is not rare.

Throw the turtle into the wooden basin, get up and pour the boiling water in the kettle directly on it, turn the turtle over with a knife, and scald it all over.

Seeing that the color had changed, he stopped.

Start skinning the turtle.

A layer of film on the surface is peeled off.

Open the lid along the skirt and remove the internal organs.

"Xizi, go wash some potatoes."

Hearing this, Xizi obediently got a pile of potatoes out without even having to order her sister, and went to wash the potatoes with a wooden basin.

After Yang Xiaole cleaned the soft-shelled turtle, he got up and fetched some cold water to wash it again.

When I came back, I chopped it up and down.

"Hey, so many of you made it in one meal!"

Aunt Shen looked distressed, it weighs several catties!
Yang Xiaole said with a smile: "Our family is not like yours. We are willing to buy chickens that don't cost tickets, so we eat the ration and get some meat. Today, we managed to catch a big one. And this thing has no meat, it's all bones."

It's really offending people to eat separately!

It's better to eat enough in one meal.

After eating, stop for a few days, and then have another meal.

If this is divided into several days, eating this every day, and a group of people smelling the smell and eating Chinese cabbage every day, they will probably scold him.

Hearing this, Aunt Shen wanted to say that her family was also reluctant to buy chicken.

It costs two or three yuan a piece!

You can't do stir fry at home.

The stove was raised, and the large iron pot was placed on it.

pour oil.

He didn't pour too much oil, and it's almost the same as cooking.

So it looks like a lot.

There are a lot of people in the family, and now they are all registered in the city. Even my father's temporary workers are rationed, and the total ration will increase.

It is almost half of the 5 liter barrels of oil sold in supermarkets in later generations.

Just don't know when the quantitative compression of the oil is.

Didn't think much about it.

Cut some ginger and dried peppers, put them in and fry until fragrant, then pour in a pot of hidden soft-shelled turtles.

Immediately, a scent spread around.

Everyone was about to cry.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole looked around, he was going to take a few followers among these people.

From now on, the safety of the compound will depend on him.

Especially boys who are around his age and will just catch up with those years later.

Add rice wine, soy sauce, salt, and add boiling water after sautéing until fragrant.

Put the soft-shelled turtle lid on the top and cover the pot.

At this time, the fragrance is more intense.

"Grandma, I want to eat meat!"

In his thoughts, a seven or eight-year-old boy cried to Aunt Shen.

Seeing this, Aunt Shen coaxed her grandson: "Oh, okay, dear grandson, don't cry, let your mother come back tonight, and go buy meat tomorrow, okay. Let's go, let's go home."

After speaking, he took his grandson and left.

The two girls, one big and one small, also murmured, "Grandma, I want to eat too."

What I got was the old lady's scolding voice: "Eat, eat, eat, you will know how to eat!"

Yang Xiaole took a look, the only boy in the Shen family, Shen Bing.

The two girls next to her are naturally the other two children of the Shen family, the eldest seems to be called Shen Xin, and the third child is Shen Xue.

What surprised him was that the old lady didn't tell his grandson to taste it.

"Hey, brother, brother, the potatoes are ready."

After Xizi washed the potatoes, she came back in a hurry, fearing that the food at home would be taken away.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole took the potatoes.

Not peeled.

People in the city peel the skin when they eat it, but they never peel it when they eat it in the countryside.

This is what was left before, and not a lot.

After a random chop, cut it into a hob and put it aside for a while, then put it in and stuff it, so that the taste will go in.

There is only one stove in the house, so there is no way to cook.

Fortunately, at noon, I made dinner by the way, slipped it in the pot, and it was ready to eat when it was hot.

Turn the fire down a little, and it's no longer a problem.

As for the frozen pheasants and ducks on the ground, he didn't really want to touch them.

And there is not much boiling water.

Leave it to my wife to come back at night.

Seeing the lid of the pot was closed, the children around also dispersed, but now they have no interest in playing.

They all went home.

At the same time, voices of shouting and cursing came from the house.

After waiting for a while, I saw Yang Guangzhi and his father came back together.

When he came to the door, Yang Guangzhi looked at the hot steam in the pot, and the smell that had already permeated.

Asked strangely: "What did you do again?"

"Big bastard, big bastard."

Xizi happily came to him and shouted a few times excitedly.

Yang Guangzhi's face darkened, who is that bastard scolding?

Just when the father was about to beat someone up, I heard Xizi say: "Brother went to Luwei Liaozi to catch the big bastard, and there are pheasants and ducks!"

A fat beating was avoided.

Xiaoli saw that her old lady was back, and hurried to the house to take out some beautiful feathers: "Mother, make me a shuttlecock!"

"Okay, I'll get it for you later."

After Wang Qiuju finished speaking, she glanced at the pot and at the snakeskin bag in the house.

Open it and have a look.

Really!

So the regular three-division joint trial naturally started again.

Yang Xiaole said that they went to the reeds to catch them, the pheasants and ducks were shot with a slingshot, and the bastards were dug out from the wetlands.

When the two of them heard this, they were not too surprised. Naturally, there were all these things in the reed prodigal.

Yang Guangzhi glanced into the pot with his hands behind his back, wiped his mouth, turned his head and left the compound.

At this time, the people who went to work began to come back one after another.

Hearing this smell, and seeing that it was Yang Xiaole cooking, he was surprised for a while.

These days, apart from professional cooks, very few cook. If they can cook rice well, they are regarded as having cooking skills.

It's funny to say.

Men seldom cook these days, but the cooks in restaurants are basically men, and very few have women.

Yang Xiaole saw that there was still a lot of water, and it was still early, so he turned it over and went back to the house.

The old lady did not know where to find the copper coins and a small piece of cloth lump.

I am sewing a shuttlecock for my little sister.

Seeing that her son had already cooked, she didn't move.

He said to him: "Xiao Le, it will be done in a while, pick out the bad ones, and give some to Mrs. Yang behind."

Yang Xiaole agreed without even thinking about it: "Hey, okay, I'll get some to her later."

I haven't seen the old lady since I came here!

It's okay to give some to the old lady, if it is given to someone else, he will have to talk about it.

Not waiting for his thoughts to finish.

I heard Wang Qiuju muttering: "You give some to Uncle Wang's house, last time they made dumplings and gave us a plate!"

Ok.

Reciprocity can also be said.

"You also give some to the widow Tian in the back. Your sister played with their girls and ate their food. They didn't come to our house to play."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole looked at the uncooked bastard.

have to.

And a little less.

But bastard had few internal organs, not much was removed, and there were still a lot left, which almost couldn't fit in the pot.

Then he asked: "Mother, who else has given favors, once you tell them, we won't take advantage of it."

Wang Qiuju thought for a while and then said: "Sun Fu next door to Uncle Wang, her daughter-in-law made buns for us and gave us two. The rest are gone."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole was surprised.

Uncle Zhao's house on the opposite side of the imagination did not exist.

Then he asked: "Then you didn't get something to eat for others?"

"Oh, I got it! Didn't I give it away when I made the buns? Then we can't let people give it away every time, shall we return it?"

Yang Xiaole heard the words and thought about it, and finally nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I see. But this meat can't be delivered from other places except the old lady."

But he also knew that the so-called buns and dumplings must be vegetarian dishes, and the meat is not enough to eat at home!
But the old lady said, he is not so stingy.

And when you first come here, it is also necessary to build a good relationship with the neighbors, as long as you don't blindly pay.

While sewing, Wang Qiuju asked, "Why?"

"Think about it, once you give it away, you will know it in a while. Does this one give it away, but does the other one not give it to you?"

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju thought for a while and felt the same.

Finally nodded: "Alright then, I'll make some sauerkraut buns for their home tomorrow."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole didn't say anything more.

Put the cut potatoes into the pot and continue to simmer.

After waiting for a while, he saw Yang Guangzhi came back with his eldest brother, and his father was still holding a salt water bottle.

At first glance, it looks like loose wine.

Loose wine is not expensive, two to thirty cents a catty, Yang Guangzhi is willing to drink it.

The eldest brother came back and sniffed and smiled: "Is it delicious again? It smells so good!"

I just ate pork head meat yesterday, but I don’t know what to eat today.

But when he heard that it was bastard, he suddenly realized that this thing doesn't need a ticket, so it's not too strange that my brother can get it.

Yang Xiaole looked at his father's liquor, thought for a while and said to him: "Father, I have something to tell you, don't say anything!"

Yang Guangzhi felt strange when he heard his words.

"What are you talking about!"

"It's like this. I know a person. His father is a high-ranking official. He told me that tickets will be required for many things in the future, and tickets will be required for loose wine in the future. You can go and see what you want to buy and what you can store. You buy some."

This is what he thought of after seeing Feng Aijun today.

"real or fake?"

Yang Guangzhi had a look of disbelief.

For so many years, I have never asked for a ticket for loose wine, why did I suddenly ask for a ticket!
Yang Xiaole shrugged: "I'll tell you, believe it or not, don't tell others! If this gets out, people will be in bad luck. You go buy more bars. Let's drink slowly at home. Anyway, that stuff is It can't be broken."

Dad has always liked to drink, even my eldest brother likes to drink too.

However, the family was controlled by the father before, so I was reluctant to drink it, so naturally I didn't have the role of big brother.

Might as well buy more and keep them at home.

But Dad's drinking capacity is just like that, about three or two, no more.

Yang Guangzhi was a little dubious.

Seeing his expression, Yang Xiaole glanced at Wang Qiuju next to him: "If you don't believe me, you can ask my mother."

Seeing the eyes of the old lady, he asked: "Mother, are many of the non-staple food items now slowly starting to be rationed? Didn't you say that many things are not allowed to be sold yesterday? What's the matter today?" explain?"

The position where the old lady is located is the position where the shortage of supplies can be felt the fastest.

It is most appropriate to ask her.

Wang Qiuju thought for a while, then nodded: "Hey, don't tell me, the things that were put away yesterday, our director said, many things are not sold until the Chinese New Year. How to sell them is not clear. No specific notice has been given yet. I don’t know why.”

Yang Xiaole naturally knew the reason.

Returning Lao Maozi's money and exporting is not just for pork.

From industrial products, handicrafts, to food, pork, agricultural by-products, and ores.

Food production is high.

Can the output of this agricultural and sideline product be reduced?

Once the order is signed and the problem is discovered later, no matter what, you have to tighten your belt first to guarantee the order, otherwise the impact will be severe.

The quota in the city will naturally decrease.

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi nodded approvingly: "Yes, yes, daughter-in-law, how about...I'll go buy some more, anyway, I'll leave it there and it won't break."

"Father just wants to drink."

Xiaoli suddenly muttered beside her, embarrassing Yang Guangzhi.

The father looked at his daughter-in-law's suspicious expression, and replied in a low voice: "Isn't that what you said! If you don't buy it, don't buy it."

Hey, not making money means not having the right to speak!

I think that the head of my dignified family once said that there is no difference.

"Go, what Xiao Le said is also right. I also felt that something was wrong in the grocery store. The old employees in the store were all talking about what was like this before, and what was like that."

Wang Qiuju still said something.

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi said with a cheerful smile; "Well, if it proves that the rice is not ready, I'll go buy some."

Then he left in a hurry.

Seeing his leaving back, Wang Qiuju shook her head.

Yang Xiaole looked at Xiaoli, and said with a smile: "Little sister, you are bolder now, it doesn't matter if it's big or small, be careful when dad beats you."

"I learned from you. If you want to beat me, I beat you first."

Xiao Li pouted and said with a smile.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole rolled her eyes and learned to talk back, did she also learn from me?
Seeing that the time is almost up, I stuffed the steamed bread made at noon into the pot, and it will be ready to eat after a while.

After waiting for a while, I saw Yang Guangzhi holding a cloth bag with a smile. Don't think about it, it must be white wine.

Yang Xiaole shook his head when he saw the five-jin liquor jar inside.

Hey!
Pattern too!
It's all about this, but I only bought this.

"Mom, eat it, I'll take it to the old lady."

Feeling that the meal was almost done, Yang Xiaole filled a bowl, specially filled some more, and sent it to Mrs. Yang.

Wang Qiuju nodded: "Okay, you go, the left hand enters the third room."

Go out to the compound, pass through the moon gate, and come directly to the back room.

The courtyard of the back cover house is not big, there are seven houses in total, with a toilet and kitchen on each side, which have also been stripped away now.

Walking inside, he stretched his head to look.

It was cold, and the door curtain was blocked to prevent the wind, and the scene inside could not be seen for a while.

But from the sound, I knew that the first and second rooms belonged to Mr. Liu's family who helped him pull coal last time.

And the widow Tian at the door of the fourth house was cooking there.

"Aunt Tian..."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole greeted her.

"Hey, Xiao Le! Who are you looking for..."

After Wang Sufen finished speaking, she looked at the braised old turtle meat in his bowl, but said nothing.

"I'm looking for Grandma Yang..."

"Oh, she's at home, you go."

"Hey, okay, Aunt Tian, ​​you are busy."

Yang Xiaole greeted her with a smile, and went to Mrs. Yang's side.

When he came to the third house, he called out: "Grandma Yang...is you at home?"

"Hey, who is it? Come in!"

An old lady's voice came from inside.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole opened the door curtain, and saw an old lady sitting on a round chair in the main room.

The feet are stretched out on a bamboo basket, and there are plant ash and some charcoal in it, which seems to be warming the feet.

This thing looks old for a few years.

The old lady was wearing a padded jacket made of fabric similar to a Tang suit. Although it was a little discolored after washing, it was very clean.

The old lady's face was full of wrinkles, and her silver-white hair was mixed with a small amount of black hair, which was combed very cleanly.

Gives a refreshing feeling.

"Grandma Yang! I made some food for you, you should always try it."

After speaking, put the bowl on the table.

"You are……"

The old lady looked at him, asked hesitantly, and hurriedly stuffed the three-inch golden lotus into the cotton shoe.

"Oh! I belong to the Yang family in the east wing!"

Yang Xiaole talked for a while, but didn't mention the name of the old lady, after all, when going out these days, one has to report the name of the head of the family.

Hearing his words, the old lady suddenly said, "Oh... the second boy of Qiu Ju's family, right?"

"Hey! That's right!!"

"Didn't I say that you were not allowed to cook? Why did you bring it here? Besides, it's not your home today?"

The old lady asked strangely.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled: "My mother asked me to bring you some old turtle meat, I don't know if it suits your appetite."

"Hey, take it back, you have so many children in your family, and you don't have enough points for yourself, take it back, take it back..."

The old lady stood up and was about to serve the dishes.

"Hey! There are still some at home! You eat first, I'll go back first!"

"It doesn't take so much, and I can't finish it."

Yang Xiaole said with a smile: "Don't worry, this old turtle is so soft and rotten, it must be finished. You are always busy, I will go first!"

After speaking, he left with a smile.

The old lady looked at a bowl full of old turtle stewed potatoes, thinking to herself how could there be enough to eat.

She didn't realize it until the widow Hetian's family had dinner together at night.

That's what co-authoring means!

……

When Yang Xiaole returned home, several people had already started working.

Wang Qiuju asked, "Did you give it to the old lady?"

"Give it!"

After that, we ate there.

With such a big soft-shelled turtle, served with potatoes and the leftover steamed bread at noon, several people are full.

The few people were chatting while eating, and Wang Qiuju pondered for a while when they heard that cooking would not be allowed from tomorrow.

The heart of gossip was on fire, and he said to several people: "I'm thinking about it, I guess Mrs. Shen has withheld Mrs. Yang's things, otherwise she wouldn't suddenly stop us from doing it."

Yang Xiaole didn't say anything.

Just listening to her gossiping with her father.

After dinner, my mother left a sentence of pheasants and ducks to wait for her to deal with when she came back at night, and then went to participate in training, and my father sent them off, and the rest of the people had nothing to do at home.

Yang Xiaole was teaching the two guys next to her.

……

Early the next morning, he went to practice martial arts with the old man step by step.

It's still the same as yesterday, with physical training added while teaching moves.

Zama keeps on for half an hour every day, and then it is the old routine of hitting piles and tying iron bars to the legs.

When training, time flies too quickly.

Three hours later, Yang Xiaole left on time.

He had to show Dad about the house.

In case it can be used.

But he didn't rush to get it, but ran to the household registration department of the street office, so as not to make a waste of a trip.

PS: There is no charge for the following. In fact, up to now, there are thinking cones, but after seeing various comments, the cones are a little confused.I feel like I can't write anything.Cover your face! !

Stop for a day first!Think about how to write!I happen to have something to do tomorrow, so please take a day off.Sorry brothers and sisters.

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