When she walked to the grocery store, there were already two long queues in front of the store.
The more sought-after meats such as pork, chicken and duck were quickly sold out, and when it was her turn to buy, only pigs, trotters, and scattered poultry livers, heads, and claws were left.
People don't like to eat these visceral bones without oil and water, but Zhao Lanxiang doesn't dislike it. In her eyes, these parts are all good things, and their value is not worse than fat meat at all, but the people at the moment lack oil, salt, sauce and vinegar seasoning, so they can't bring out their deliciousness.
In the end, Zhao Lanxiang grabbed two catties of pure lean meat and two catties of pig trotters. She did not drop the leftovers such as the kidneys, heads, and claws of chickens and ducks, and put them into the bag with a smile. The meat tickets she bought from the daddy that were not yet warm were spent quickly.
The salesperson of the non-staple food store couldn't help but glance at this generous girl, and gave her a few more glances.
Zhao Lanxiang coughed lightly and explained, "I'm a new buyer in the cafeteria, specializing in purchasing meat."
After Zhao Lanxiang said this, the salesperson's doubts were dispelled. You must know that urban people sometimes eat less freely than rural areas. Each person's monthly share of pork is only half a catty or a catty. Zhao Lanxiang bought it in one go. It's hard not to be looked at by the amount of pork people have throughout the year.
Zhao Lanxiang put the meat in a bamboo basket and quietly exited the long queue. She winked at He Songbai, who was hiding in the alley.
In order not to attract attention, Zhao Lanxiang did not take a car, but chose to walk back to Hezitun on foot, and also chose remote mountain roads.
In this era, there is no such thing as free buying and selling, except for a small share of farmers' self-production and self-selling, and the rest of the reselling of grain and materials is all classified as speculation. It is a very dangerous behavior to speculate. If she is caught, she will be dragged to labor camp or put in prison according to the seriousness of the situation. She does not want to lose her life in order to make money.
Zhao Lanxiang walked ten miles and finally returned to Hezitun before the sun went down.
He Songbai's dark and bushy brows never let go when he returned from the street in the black market.
He followed the "daring" Zhao Zhiqing, watching her carefully walk around the mountain road, grabbing several handfuls of wild vegetables tightly covered in the basket and pretending to be digging wild vegetables, his face was tense. Not so ugly.
If she is caught, their He family will not be able to escape the "accomplice". This is how He Songbai explained his behavior behind Zhao Zhiqing.
Zhao Lanxiang didn't know the complex psychological activities of the man at this time. After returning home, she plunged into the woodshed and started busy cooking.
She cleaned the meat swiftly, picked out the chicken and duck meat, cut ginger slices and scallions, and added cooking wine and salt to marinate them. This one takes a long time to marinate and won't be fully marinated until noon tomorrow. She found a clay pot to put them in, and then she started the delicate marinade.
The meat she wants to make is similar to the cold duck neck and duck feet that became popular in later generations. It has a unique flavor and is very attractive.
Back then, because she and Sister He liked food, the old man sponsored a huge sum of money for a popular food show. Zhao Lanxiang is often invited to be a guest judge. The theme of the program team is to enter the folk cuisine and explore the secret recipe of the lost cuisine. She followed this show with a lot of light, and from the first episode to the last episode, she collected a lot of secret recipes.
There are various cuisines and folk specialties to eat, but she has pondered some of the delicious food that interests her. Unexpectedly, the hobby that she cultivated as a play in her spare time has now become her specialty.
Zhao Lanxiang shook her head, her face showing the emotion of the impermanence of the world.
She boiled more than 30 kinds of seasonings such as star anise, cinnamon, cinnamon, cumin, grass fruit, cloves, amomum, peppercorns, cardamom, row grass, bay leaves, etc. into a pot of marinade, boiled the color and let it cool down. Soak the marinated duck tomorrow.
After she finished these tasks, the kitchen of the He family overflowed with an incredible fragrance, and the delicious spices were mixed with a sweet taste that belonged to meat.
Although the old house of the He family is located in a relatively remote place, no one lives nearby. Zhao Lanxiang deliberately closed the window when cooking, and there was a pot of activated carbon that was not fully burned for adsorption. Unpleasant smell. After she finished cooking the cold duck meat, she went outside to take a breath. The firewood house with the windows closed was as hot as a stove, and her jet-black hair was sticking to her face, making it sticky and uncomfortable.
As soon as she pushed open the door and walked out, she saw He Sanya who was drooling.
Zhao Lanxiang took out a piece of caramel from his pocket with a smile, "Eat it."
This is the candy she bought for the children at home when she went to town. He Sanya likes to eat sweets, but she has never eaten candy when she has grown up.
He Sanya's dark and bright eyes seemed to have opened up. She accepted the candy, but she couldn't help but stare at the firewood house. The shabby and old firewood house of the He family was already something she longed for. of heaven. She sniffed the aroma overflowing from the door, saliva poured out from the tip of her tongue, and her throat swallowed saliva from time to time.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at her pitiful and lovely appearance, and her heart softened.
She said, "I have pig's trotters to eat tonight, don't worry, I will have you."
As she said that, she scratched the child's nose, and the corners of her lips rose unconsciously. The food she cooks to please others is the biggest affirmation she gets.
Although... The little guy has probably never eaten anything delicious, and he can't stand the slightest smell. But it doesn't matter... She will use what she has learned in her life, show her one by one, and feed this poor and weak child.
Zhao Lanxiang was not worried that the fragrance in the firewood room was overflowing, so she turned back and took out a pile of unburned charcoal, smashed it into small pieces and laid it on the ground, and tightly sealed the jars for marinade and cured meat.
She didn't start to stew the pig's trotters until the smell was almost dispersed. The five-spice buns for the pig's trotters were not as troublesome as making the marinade. When she made the five-spice pig's trotters a few days ago, the spices she found were not complete. This time, she went to the black market to search around, and filled a lot of vacancies. Tonight's trotters can be even more fragrant!
After He Songbai returned home, he went to chop firewood and fetch water, and finished all the scattered work at home. This time, he had time to think about the "restless" Zhao Zhiqing at home.
When he smelled the aroma escaping from the crack of the firewood room, when he saw He Sanya biting the meat happily and contentedly, his dark pupils flashed dark and complicated.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind to let this woman settle down, and he suffered repeatedly on the way back, but seeing this scene, He Songbai was shaken.
Over the years, they have been peasants who have been doing their duty honestly, and dare not break the rules and do bad things. Could it be that God will let them go and let them live in peace
No, since he was sensible, the gossip around him has never stopped for a day, and rumors and malice have wrapped his life. He's been branded bad guys, and he's grateful that the organization didn't abandon them outright, giving them a chance to reform. However, he knew that as long as he lived for one day, the He family members would hold their tails together, and they would always bear the imprint of shame that could not be washed away...
It's already so bad, what could make it worse
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In the evening, Sister He drove the group of cattle into the cowshed. When she was washing her hands by the well, she could vaguely smell the aroma of meat in the air. She was thinking that it must be Zhao Zhiqing who bought pork and came back for a tooth sacrifice, alas! I must not eat her meat tonight. She has eaten a lot of good things for nothing. But she couldn't come up with anything worth paying back! Mrs. He was very ashamed.
However, in the next moment, Sister He was slapped in the face.
As soon as Zhao Lanxiang saw Sister He, she enthusiastically pulled her to the firewood room. The white, fragrant and soft rice was well put into bowls, each bowl of rice was poured with a layer of fragrant gravy, and the stewed agate-colored pig's trotters glowed oily and shiny under the kerosene lamp. Zhao Lanxiang didn't say anything, just took a piece of glutinous pork trotter and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Delicious, right? Sanya has eaten two bowls of rice with this juice."
Big Sister He only felt a rich and mellow taste spreading in her mouth, her tongue and teeth cooperated extremely tacitly, and she couldn't help chewing. She also seemed to enjoy the joy she had never had before, the sweet and mellow honey juice was so delicious that she lost her mind, her hands and feet began to not obey, she walked to the table, picked up the rice bowl, and ate happily. eat meat.
After eating one and thinking about another, the last bowl of rice was bottomed out, and the feeling of fullness came from the stomach, and Sister He suddenly woke up...
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