Jiang Baige transmigrated, and she even went back to the late 1960s.
When she woke up, she was already on a special train for educated youth heading north.
Fortunately, the heavens piti...
The roasted pheasant sizzles with oil and exudes a unique aroma.
Feeling that it was about right, Chen Jianguo smelled it, then took it back, tore off a small piece and blew on it.
"White Dove, try it and see how it tastes."
Jiang Baige took the meat he handed over, tasted it, and nodded.
"Well, it tastes pretty good." Seeing that the food he roasted looked and tasted pretty good, Jiang Baige tore off a chicken wing and then asked curiously.
"How do you know how to bake this? Do you bake often?"
She didn't eat chicken skin, so she tore off the chicken skin and fed it to Chen Jianguo while asking questions.
Chen Jianguo saw her feeding him food and happily took it before replying to her.
"When I was in the army two years ago, we would go to the field for training for more than half a month. If the food supply was low, we had to find food in the wild. We had to grill whatever we caught."
After saying that, he chuckled and said, "But none of those are as delicious as what I baked today."
Today's roast chicken not only tastes good, but I roasted it with my partner, so of course it's delicious.
He just talked to Jiang Baige and had no intention of tasting it.
Seeing that he was reluctant to eat it, Jiang Baige tore off a large piece and handed it to his mouth.
"Eat it! It doesn't taste good when it's cold."
Chen Jianguo originally wanted to leave the food for Jiang Baige, but he didn't expect her to find out.
The pheasant was quite big and tasted pretty good when roasted. They talked and tasted it, and it took them a while to finish the roasted pheasant.
After a while, the pheasant was finished and Chen Jianguo felt that the eggs should be almost cooked, so he poured out the water in the earthenware jar and started to peel the eggs for Jiang Baige.
Chen Jianguo cracked one open, and unexpectedly water flowed out of the egg.
He said in surprise: "It's over, this egg seems to be bad."
Jiang Baige also leaned over to take a look. It was indeed inedible. She also smelled it and it didn't seem to have a bad smell.
He asked doubtfully, "It doesn't stink! Try knocking one and see."
Chen Jianguo didn't believe it either, so he picked up another one and started knocking.
He looked at Jiang Baige with some disappointment, "It's still the same, it must be broken."
Jiang Baige felt a little sorry when she saw the pheasant eggs in his hand.
But she felt that something was wrong with the egg. It seemed like there was a chick inside. Before Chen Jianguo threw it away, she quickly picked up the one she cracked open and took a look.
Seeing what was inside, she said in surprise: "It's not broken, it has turned into a chick, look."
Chen Jianguo saw the peeled eggs in her hands, and they looked like chicks. It looked cruel that they were boiled before they even hatched.
Chen Jianguo felt pity and regret, and was about to take it out and throw it away.
"Since you can't eat it, I'll pour it out."
Seeing that he was about to pour it out, Jiang Baige pulled him back and snatched the jar away.
"Hey! Don't be impatient! I heard this is a good thing, called a hairy egg, and it's very nutritious. I forgot where it is, but it's also a delicacy."
After hearing her words, Chen Jianguo couldn't help but frowned.
"That's too cruel. You're eating this too."
Jiang Baige put the clay pot back on the stove and started peeling eggs.
"You'll know if you can eat it if you try it."
"Light up the fire, fry the eggs, and add some seasoning. If they taste good, eat them. If not, throw them away."
Chen Jianguo was still very obedient. After receiving the order, he hurried to pick up wood.
After he left, Jiang Baige hurriedly took out a bottle of peanut oil and poured some into the earthenware jar. How could she fry anything without oil?
The fire was lit again in a short while, and the twelve frying eggs in the clay pot were sizzling with oil, followed by the aroma of burnt fried eggs.
Chen Jianguo sniffed the air and asked with a smile, "What's in here? It smells so good!"
Jiang Baige said proudly, "I didn't add anything. Fry it for another two minutes and then you can taste it."
As she spoke, she took out the salt and sprinkled some on the eggs.
They had just prepared some wooden sticks for roasting chicken. Jiang Baige took a stick, inserted one and handed it to Chen Jianguo.
"Try it, it smells delicious, it should be delicious."
Chen Jianguo took it and looked at the egg on the stick that looked a bit like a chicken, his face and mouth wrinkled.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Baige smiled and said, "Didn't you say it smelled good just now? Come and try it!"
Chen Jianguo confirmed again, "White pigeon, can it really be eaten?"
Jiang Baige nodded in confirmation, "It won't do me any good to lie to you, so eat without worry!"
"I would never murder my husband."
Chen Jianguo was stunned for a moment, then repeated in his mind, "Murdering my husband."
He suddenly understood what this meant and was instantly overjoyed.
"Well, let me try it."
After tasting it, his eyes lit up instantly and he kept nodding.
"Mm, it's delicious and fragrant. You should try it too."
Just because Jiang Baige could make this for him didn’t mean she would dare to eat it, so she shook her head.
"Hmm~~, I'm full just now, you eat!"
Chen Jianguo didn't expect that she would not eat it, so he accepted it as a filial piety.
He blew on it because it was hot, then said, "Where's the chili powder from earlier! I like spicy food."
Jiang Baige didn't expect that he had such a good ability to accept things. He could even see the chick in the hairy egg. He took a bite and liked it very much.
After Chen Jianguo had eaten and drunk his fill, the two of them carried two sacks of oranges down the mountain.
On the way back, my luck was not as good as in the morning. I didn’t see a single carriage on the road.
By the time they arrived at the guesthouse, it was almost dark.
Jiang Baige came to the county town just to have fun this time. She had given Yang Wuye enough goods. Even though she hadn't been there for two months, there should still be some to sell.
She and Chen Jianguo stayed in the guesthouse for another night, and went to the post office early the next morning to send a letter home.
Jiang Baige also sent the 26.60 yuan they received for their engagement back home.
The Jiang family's parents raised the original owner, and now that she is engaged, this money should naturally be used to honor her parents and thank them for raising her.
At the same time, she also sent all the food and oil coupons she had received in the past two months back home.
She had a good relationship with the lady at the post office, so when she sent these things, the lady naturally wouldn't ask too many questions, and they were sent by express delivery.
When Jiang Baige left, she picked up a big bag of oranges for her elder sister.
After leaving the post office, the two of them took a bus back to Hongqi Commune.
When they returned to Chenjia Village, Zhou Xiuying had already prepared lunch and was waiting for them.
Chen Jianguo took two large bags of oranges off his bicycle and brought them into the house. His mother and sister were very happy.
Knowing that they had returned from the city and brought back two large bags of things, I knew without hesitation that they had brought back good things.
As soon as they arrived, people nearby also ran over to see what was happening.