Zhao Lanxiang picked up the glass fragments, dug a hole and buried them in. She quickly asked the educated youth who was going to the city in the afternoon to help bring a bottle of medicinal oil back.
In the evening, He Songbai saw a brand new bottle of medicinal oil by his window. He gently unscrewed the lid, and a mild and slightly pungent smell overflowed, but he frowned slightly, and the sharp and deep eyebrows were extremely silent at the moment.
However, Zhao Lanxiang didn't have time to pay attention to whether He Songbai was applying medicine and whether her legs were better, because she soon fell into heavy labor. An important decision was made this month to dig a canal on the mountain. It is planned that paddy fields will be reclaimed in autumn and winter, and water from the diversion canal will be irrigated. Next year, it is planned to plant rice on the mountains.
This is undoubtedly a move that has benefited for a century. Province X has abundant groundwater sources and many mountains and forests. If paddy fields can be reclaimed halfway up the mountain, the trees on the top of the mountain can conserve water sources. Depends on manpower.
So Zhao Lanxiang and this group of educated youths were arrested as coolies again. Although they didn't need to do any heavy work, they couldn't escape the bad luck of working.
Even if she has the spare time to think about it, she has absolutely no time to dig into the horns.
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Three days after Liang Tiezhu said last time that he would bring food to Zhao Lanxiang, he rode his Golden Deer bicycle to He's house before it was bright.
Zhao Lanxiang was still in her sleep when she was called up by the diligent Tie Zhu.
Tie Zhu gasped, took a bag of flour from the back of his "big golden deer", and then took out a bag of dry goods such as fungus, mushrooms, bamboo shoots, etc., and finally a bag of sticky millet. The sleepy Zhao Lanxiang immediately cheered up and quickly took out the kettle and poured a bowl of warm water for him to drink.
After Tie Zhu finished drinking, Zhao Lanxiang said, "Don't worry now, I'll make breakfast right away. I move very neatly, and I can eat it in a while."
Although Tie Zhu got up early, it was hard and tiring to do their job, and he couldn't take breakfast. He is used to delivering "goods" to customers before dawn, and has never had breakfast for three years.
However, Zhao Lanxiang's craftsmanship is very good, and everything is delicious. She proposed to keep him for breakfast, and Tie Zhu could not ask for it! He nodded abruptly, and suddenly realized that this dark sky was still far from dawn, and it was time to eat breakfast.
Zhao Zhiqing really has a kind heart as his brother Bo said.
Liang Tiezhu has been selling food for so many years, but no guest has ever asked him to have breakfast. They all wished that after he handed in the food, he would disappear immediately, lest the transaction just now be discovered.
Zhao Lanxiang quickly went to the firewood room to make breakfast. There was no more meat at home. During this time, she was too lazy to go to the store to buy meat to eat. She looked at the rich bag of dry goods brought by Liang Tiezhu, so she turned around and said to Tiezhu:
"Can you eat vegetarian pot stickers?"
At this time, Liang Tiezhu had already called He Songbai. He walked to the door and asked suspiciously, "Vegetarian pot stickers?"
Zhao Lanxiang said with a smile, "Don't underestimate that it is vegetarian. Vegetarian dumplings are delicious. It tastes better than eating meat. You, you, and so on."
As she spoke, she found that He Songbai was also here. She didn't know when she came, and silently moved a small bench to squat at the door of the firewood house.
His face was full of sleepiness, and he yawned softly against the wall with the chicken coop on his head. There was only a slit in those squinted eyes, and the dark eyes shone through the slits.
Liang Tiezhu scratched his head shyly, after all, he was alone, so he still had to pay attention to the influence, so he also woke his brother up.
Zhao Lanxiang turned around and kneaded the noodles. The name of the pot stickers was actually a misnomer, which made people feel anxious when they heard it.
In fact, the pot stickers are very similar to a long version of fried dumplings. The taste is much stronger than eating dumplings, but it is also a lot more troublesome to make.
In order to achieve the kind of soft, crispy and tender and crispy, and at the same time to be able to wrap the filling, the skin of the pot stickers must be soft enough and tough enough. If it is too soft, it will not be able to hold the filling, and the skin will be easily broken; if it is too hard, it will not have the wonderful experience of soft and crispy. So Zhao Lanxiang mixed two lumps of noodles, one with hot water and one with cold water.
She wrapped the big dumplings and fried them in the pan until they were golden brown. While frying, she poured egg wash and brushed them with lard. Fungus, mountain mushrooms, bean skins, and bamboo shoots are kneaded into fillings, intertwined into an incredible combination. The umami of various mountain delicacies is immersed in the lard soup, which is very fresh and fragrant.
The aroma of lard mixed with the aroma of the pot stickers overflowed, and the two men who were guarding outside the firewood room were energized. Tie Zhu swallowed expectantly. It smelled so good, it must be delicious.
Zhao Lanxiang brought out the hot pot stickers, three for each person, and she was enough to eat one by herself.
Liang Tiezhu took a bite. The entrance was soft and crispy, and it was fried until it was tender on the outside and tender on the inside. The taste was great. Take another bite, and the rich and delicious vegetable juice wrapped in the pot stickers flows out, with all kinds of delicious and salty tastes of mountain delicacies, hot and hot, making Tie Zhu hiss and gasp. It was so delicious, the crispy and soft texture of the fried skin made him narrow his eyes, and even the slight tingling from being scalded became enjoyable.
It was so delicious that one could not wait to swallow it whole, but was reluctant to devour it, and finally tasted it honestly.
He Songbai also squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and slowly finished the three pot stickers.
Zhao Lanxiang went back to the room and took out ten yuan and gave it to Liang Tiezhu. Tiezhu found three yuan and sixty cents for her, and left with a full stomach and a contented face on his big golden deer.
At the beginning of the morning light in the sky, Zhao Lanxiang returned to the room after eating and rested for a while, and soon began to work intensively.
In addition to the participation of the villagers in this project, the government also contracted an engineering team to dig trenches.
Everyone is very motivated. After all, they are very curious about this method of irrigating the paddy fields one by one by pouring water from top to bottom. When it’s time to work, some people who like to be lazy usually don’t dare to be presumptuous.
Zhao Lanxiang saw that Jiang Li had also worked hard for the first time, not as lazy and squeamish as usual. Zhao Lanxiang felt that Jiang Li was not the kind of person who was easily influenced by the people around her. When she was transporting the gravel down, she saw a group of people who looked like officers, and she became a little enlightened.
Although Zhao Lanxiang came to work after having a full breakfast, her strength was small after all, and she couldn't stand it after working for a long time. Every step she took was as heavy as carrying a mountain on her back. She suddenly stopped walking as she walked, and the cart, which was only loaded with a little bit of gravel, led people down.
A strong hand firmly held the cart behind, Zhao Lanxiang turned her head to see that it was Sister He.
She patted Zhao Lanxiang's head with a smile, and carried the car to the waste rock with both hands. She gestured and said, "You are tired, go and rest."
"I'll help you."
Zhao Lanxiang didn't force herself, and took a kettle to replenish herself with water and salt. She turned her head and saw that Jiang Li was still working hard, digging the soil little by little with her head up. She was wet with sweat in her light red short sleeves, and a layer of salt stains from the white flowers came out.
Zhao Lanxiang was a little impressed.
But the face slap came again soon. After noon, everyone gathered to eat the bento they brought from home. Zhou Jiazhen sat on the stone under the tree to enjoy the shade, enjoying the cool mountain breeze, biting her ears with Zhao Lanxiang while eating.
"Lanxiang, why didn't you perform well just now!"
Zhao Lanxiang was a little sluggish in chewing the rice, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Jiazhen hated the iron and knocked her head hard, and asked, "Didn't you come to the countryside for that?"
Hearing this, Zhao Lanxiang, who was guilty, groaned inwardly. Is her performance so obvious? When she was working just now, she clearly didn't look at He Songbai much.
However, when she linked the foreword and afterword, Zhou Jiazhen didn't seem to have found out that she wanted to approach He Songbai. What "well-behaved" did she need to approach He Songbai? So she asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
Zhou Jiazhen thought she was still pretending to be stupid, and said angrily, "Of course it's the selection of workers, peasants, soldiers and college students."
She looked at Zhao Lanxiang as if she was looking at a stupid girl with no heart. She was not self-motivated. She tapped her forehead and said in pain: "Why are you resting when everyone is working? I just fell down. Stone, without staring at you to work, you are just like this... hey."
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