Chapter 92 Many people know her
"Do you know my grandma?" Yu Zhile asked.
Jiang Rong's tone was filled with nostalgia. He smiled and shook his head, sighing, "At that time, there were many people who knew her. I was just an insignificant one among them."
Yu Zhile wanted to ask other questions about Zhang Nianci, but he blocked the topic in advance.
"Your grandfather will be back soon. Come to my house with him for dinner." Jiang Rong made an invitation.
A few seconds later, he added, "Don't bring your father. Every time he comes to my house, he's like a bandit entering the city. If he wasn't a soldier, he would be the most outcast in Hai County."
Yu Zhile was amused by his words and nodded in agreement.
At that time, Hu Laosan handed out a bumpy aluminum lunch box from the window and shouted, "Lao Jiang, your meal is ready."
"Okay." Jiang Rong put the lunch box into the net bag, turned around and said goodbye to Yu Zhile, "I'm leaving. Goodbye."
Yu Zhile waved goodbye.
"The surrounding distant-water fishing teams are returning one after another, and dozens of boats need to be repaired. It's strange that Lao Jiang can still laugh." Hu Lan walked past her, holding a bowl with only sauce left in it, and spoke.
Yu Zhile smiled and asked her what she thought of lemon tea.
Yesterday, in addition to the six cups reserved by Hu Shuang, she asked Ge Taiduo to deliver four cups to Hu Lan and three people in the kitchen.
Hu Lan likes lemon tea the most among the group. When she talked about it, her face was full of smiles.
"It's much better than soda. This is the refreshing drink we should drink in summer." She said as she took out fifty cents. "Send me two more cups next week, and one serving of the hot and sour noodles, too."
Lan Yuanyuan mentioned hot and sour noodles when she came home last night. She said it tasted as good as pickled pepper noodles, so she became interested.
"Okay, can I deliver it at 12 o'clock?" Yu Zhile took the money.
Hu Lan replied: "It's all right. You can do whatever is more convenient for you."
The conversation between the two was heard by the guests who were waiting for their food, and they curiously asked what lemon tea was.
"Lemon tea is a drink sold at the stall in Haiyu Village in the big market. It tastes sour and sweet and is really delicious." Hu Lan lowered her head to write the order while praising it highly.
She also promoted the pickled pepper powder and hot and sour powder for Haiyu Village, which made them very excited.
"Pickled pepper powder? Is it the one that Lao Lan and his friends went to?" someone suddenly asked.
Hu Lan replied: "Yes, we went there to eat once last time. But yesterday, the market opened, so they didn't come here for lunch anymore."
The Lao Lan mentioned by the two is a famous glutton in Haidong Town. He has been retired for several years and spends his days looking for food with a group of old friends.
As soon as these words were spoken, those who were originally attracted by the noodles couldn't wait to eat them.
"I just heard you say that it can be delivered here?" someone asked.
Yu Zhile explained: "For an extra five cents, we can deliver it to wherever you live in town."
Someone made a reservation on the spot, and she borrowed Hu Lan's paper to write down the address. In just a short while, she received ten orders.
As usual, Yu Zhile had lunch at a state-owned restaurant, but today he ate much faster than before.
"Take your time eating. I'll go buy some sauce." She looked at Zhang Wenxin and Yu Chuyue.
The two men quickened their meal and wanted to go with her, but she refused.
After leaving the state-owned restaurant, Yu Zhile did not go towards the supply and marketing cooperative, but walked into the alley, turned left and right, and entered an abandoned house.
She touched the logo, entered the mall page, and made a big purchase.
I bought the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and sugar needed for the stall, as well as the skinless pork belly, and also bought the honey, fermented bean curd, sesame paste, and rose wine needed to make the barbecued pork.
The appearance of the seasonings produced by the mall is the same as that of the supply and marketing cooperatives, while the seasonings that are not available in the supply and marketing cooperatives have clean and simple bottle walls.
The next second, a pile of bottles and jars appeared in the open space in front of her. Fortunately, the system sent a net bag.
Yu Zhile tried his best, but still couldn't fit the fermented bean curd and sesame paste in, so he had to hold it in his hands.
Unexpectedly, after just two steps, the honey on the top of the net bag came out, slid out of the side net, and began to fall freely.
At the critical moment, a pair of hands suddenly appeared and caught the honey jar for her.
"Hey? Why are you here?" Yu Zhile looked up and found that the owner of the hand was Zhou Yuesheng.
Zhou Yuesheng lowered his head for a moment, hiding all the emotions in his eyes, and responded: "Help Ning Tan with his work."
As he spoke, he took the heavy net bag from Yu Zhile.
"I bought a lot of sauces and will make barbecued pork tonight to celebrate the successful launch of the bread kiln." Yu Zhile showed him the fermented bean curd in his hand.
Through the transparent glass bottle wall, you can see the dark red juice soaking the blocky objects.
Zhou Yuesheng had never seen this kind of seasoning before, so he asked, "Where is this seasoning from?"
"In Guangdong, it's made with tofu, also called red fermented bean curd." Yu Zhile introduced him, "People in Guangdong use it to make barbecued pork, roasted pork and braised spareribs."
"That sounds good." Zhou Yuesheng responded.
Unconsciously, Yu Zhile's voice became a little higher: "Mm, very delicious. Let's make barbecued pork today, and then make other things later."
The two of them walked in the criss-crossing alleys, and she kept talking, saying that she would use the bread oven to bake meat and make various kinds of bread.
On the way, Zhou Yuesheng listened quietly.
As they walked, he turned his head slightly to look at her serious expression and the slightly raised eyebrows when she was talking excitedly.
After returning to the main street, the two walked for a distance before they heard Zhang Wenxin's voice.
"Le Le." Zhang Wenxin waved and ran towards them, "Why are you here? The supply and marketing cooperative is not in this direction?"
Yu Zhile touched his nose and didn't answer.
"I met her at the supply and marketing cooperative, and then we went to the Armed Forces Department together." Zhou Yuesheng smoothed things over for her.
Zhang Wenxin suddenly realized and said, "No wonder I didn't see you. I wanted to help you carry your things."
"Okay, let's go back to the village." Yu Zhile changed the subject.
On the way back, Zhou Yuesheng drove the ox cart, and the three of them discussed the sideline group's matters in the back.
Most of the time, it was Yu Chuyue who asked the questions, and Yu Zhile and the other two answered them.
During this time, she mentioned kelp farming and began to plan a strategy to make the news public.
"I will ask Mr. Chen to come to the village for an on-site survey in a while, and then I can ask him to help me put on a play." Yu Zhile thought for a while and told them his idea.
The plan was simple. First, pretend to keep it secret when Mr. Chen was investigating, then leak a little information, raise different opinions when everyone was discussing privately, then come up with a crazier plan, and then use Mr. Chen's name to convince everyone.
Yu Chuyue pondered for a while and said silently: "This method is a little familiar."
Hearing this, Yu Zhile and Zhang Wenxin smiled at each other.
"Have you used this method before?" Yu Chuyue asked.
The two of them didn't say anything, she pounced on them, and the three of them became a mess.
Yu Zhile and Zhang Wenxin liked Yu Chuyue's personality very much, so they became good friends after just a few days of contact.
After laughing and joking for a while, the three of them leaned against the fence of the ox cart to catch their breath, and quietly swayed with the ox cart.
After returning to the village, everyone went home to rest.
When Yu Zhile woke up, he heard Chen Zhao's voice coming from the yard and realized that it was time to get off work.
She pushed the door open and saw him dancing and saying something in front of Xiaobao and Papa, which made Xiaobao laugh out loud.
"Sister, you're awake." Chen Zhao stopped when he heard the door being pushed open. "What are you going to cook tonight using the pot-lid kiln built by Brother Zhou? Do you want to roast crispy pork belly?"
Xiao Bao muttered, "No, no, there's no skin, it's not crispy pork belly."
"Xiaobao is so smart." Yu Zhile rubbed Yu Chi who ran over and hugged her thighs.
Chen Zhao pretended to be trying to figure out the answer and guessed, "Stewed? Braised? Fried?"
"No, none of them." Yu Zhile smiled and denied all his answers, "Barbecue, make barbecued pork."
"Barbecued pork? Never heard of it, but it must be delicious." Chen Zhao used his imagination to the fullest.
Although the image of braised pork flashed through his mind, he still couldn't help swallowing.
"Let's do it now. What about the others?" Yu Zhile looked around.
At this time, there were only the three of them and Papa in the yard. Even Yu Yue and Moore, who always read under the eaves, were nowhere to be seen.
"Yu Yue accompanied his aunt to the health center, and his uncle and brother Zhou seemed to have gone to the river." Chen Zhao replied.
Yu Zhile said "oh" and walked towards the kitchen, with Chen Zhao following behind her.
"Cut the meat into small strips and soak it in clean water, sprinkling some starter while soaking." She quickly cut the two large pieces of meat into small strips.
The opener is the baking soda left over from making starfish specimens.
She rubbed the strips of meat in the water, then set them aside to soak, saying, "Let's make a barbecued pork sauce first."
Then, she added salt, sugar, honey, soy sauce and oyster sauce into the large basin at once, and then turned around and took the remaining sauces from the shelf.
"I know this, sesame paste." Chen Zhao said, pointing at the brown sauce.
"Yes, this is sesame paste." Yu Zhile nodded and introduced other things to him, "This is fermented bean curd and rose wine."
"I've never heard of either of them." Chen Zhao lowered his head to record, repeating in a low voice the proportions of the various seasonings she said.
Before she closed the lid of the fermented bean curd, he leaned over to smell the scent.
The surface of fermented bean curd is a bright red date color, giving off a salty and fragrant aroma of fermented beans. If you taste it carefully, you can even smell a bit of alcohol.
The taste of rose wine is different from that of ordinary liquor, and it contains a faint rose scent.
"Mix all the seasonings and wait for the pork to be soaked." said Yu Zhile.
While waiting, Chen Zhao talked about his grandmother asking him to take an exam to work at a cannery, and he seemed a little reluctant.
Yu Zhile knew that Hu Qulian was worried that he would get sunburned again, so he tried to persuade her with a few words, but they didn't go into details.
When the time is up, wipe the pork with a clean cloth, pour in the barbecued pork sauce, and massage and rub it vigorously.
"It will take another half an hour to marinate." Yu Zhile found something to cover the meat, "Knead it every once in a while so it can absorb the flavor better."
After saying that, she picked up her basket and went out to pick some vegetables from the vegetable garden in the cowshed.
As soon as he entered the door, Yu Zhile saw a thin man standing in front of the lush vines.
The man turned around and said in a surprised tone, "You are here? Didn't Zhang Wenxin inform you that you didn't go to the river?"
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