During the Spring Festival of 1978, there was laughter and joy everywhere, and emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were released.
People on the street were dressed in bright clothes and smiling. Fashionable people had their hair permed early, with small wool curls that looked very beautiful.
It's rare that the supply and marketing cooperative has frozen sea fish available, but the long queues on the street remain the same.
Jiang Cha left work and planned to buy some food for the New Year. There was still a lot of food left in the space, so he had to find an excuse to take it out.
We stood in line for three hours with our hands in our pockets and our feet stamped. When we looked back, the end of the line had already reached the corner of the street and was out of sight.
In the past, people on the Internet often praised the people of Hong Kong for being well-behaved and would always queue up wherever they went.
That was because she didn't see the scene in front of her. Since she came to this era, she has always lined up like this to buy things. Every family does this and no one praises it.
Carrying two hairtail fish and a basket filled with New Year's goods, she would greet familiar neighbors when she saw them at the door.
"Auntie Li, are you buying hairtail fish too? Oh, you really know how to choose. These two are much wider than mine."
The aunt proudly passed on her experience, but the effect is unknown, because it was because she didn't have a daughter-in-law who worked in the supply and marketing cooperative!
"Xiao Jiang's eyes are sharp. She can tell the width of the hairtail at a glance. Let me tell you, you have to be quick-eyed and quick-handed in the supply and marketing cooperative. If she likes something, ask her to install it. You can't go wrong if you listen to me!"
That's right, your daughter-in-law sells hairtail, so why does the old lady need to pick her out? Jiang Cha was just making small talk, and the old lady in front of her had been muttering about her several times.
They said that she was still single at her age, dressed up beautifully every day, and didn't know how to live frugally.
There was also something about living alone in a large yard, which was a waste. In short, there was a lot of nonsense. Today, Jiang Cha deliberately waited for her at the door.
There were people coming and going in front of the supply and marketing cooperative, and her loud voice could be heard clearly from a long distance away.
I got up early in the freezing cold to queue up, my ears nearly falling off from the cold, just to buy two particularly narrow hairtail fish. Then I heard someone bragging that you can choose the fish you buy.
The crowd at the door immediately became angry, and no matter whether they bought anything or not, they all pushed forward to demand an explanation.
The old lady was so frightened when she saw this that she stood at the door and didn't dare to move. Jiang Cha pulled the person aside.
She just wanted to take revenge on the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law for their mean words and gossip. But she didn't want to kill the old lady. If she was pushed down by the crowded crowd, Jiang Cha would have a bad New Year.
Their daughter-in-law worked at the supply and marketing cooperative, and she had spread gossip about her, so much so that even Brother Xiaoqiang knew about it. People from far away knew that there was a single, wealthy young woman living near her home.
He also accepted benefits from his colleagues in private, intending to introduce her to someone.
In the afternoon, when Jiang Cha was frying hairtail in the yard, he could still hear the old lady jumping up and down and cursing.
Her daughter-in-law came home from get off work at noon, and when she was asked if she was okay, she was told to reflect on her actions at home for a few days. She would also be punished if she returned. Which employee of the supply and marketing cooperative didn't take advantage of the situation?
No one else would shout about it in public like she did, as if afraid others wouldn't know. Now everyone knew that their employees could pick the wide hairtail.
It took a lot of effort to persuade her to leave in the morning. Her leader asked her to come back and wait for the disciplinary result, and she might be transferred to another position.
The angry old lady jumped up and down and cursed, saying that their leader was blind and that it was such a small matter that they had to ask others to come.
I lit the stove in the yard and put a large pot on it to fry hairtail. I took the opportunity to take out a lot of hairtail from the space, which I bought at the youth market that year.
It is still very fresh even after several years. The fish scales are complete and mirror silver, which is a freshness rarely seen in inland areas.
The fish had a nice, springy texture and its eyes were clear, as if freshly caught. I didn't donate it because it wasn't suitable for seafood in the summer, and the area had just suffered a disaster, so if someone got sick from eating it, it would be even more troublesome.
So all that was left in her space were seafood and beef, as well as some rice, flour, grain and oil. Everything else was donated, even the corn that had been stored in the venue was taken out.
It’s better to fry a few pieces of hairtail, but if you fry too much, the fishy smell in the house will not go away.
The smell would linger for days, so I decided to stay out. Every family was frying hairtail, so no one cared.
On the stove was a large iron pot with eight seals, a whole pot of hairtail stewed in it. I made more for the New Year, because who knows where I'll be traveling on business in the future.
I kept it simmering over low heat, planning to simmer it overnight. It tasted very much like a certain brand of canned food, with the bones being crispy.
Braised beef was stewing on the stove in the house, and steamed buns were steamed in the big wood-fired pot in the kitchen. The buns were taken out of the pot one by one and quickly put into the space.
She was busy making wontons, some with shrimp and meat filling, some with cabbage and meat filling. She made three trays in total, which turned out to be the large baking tray from the cafeteria's oven.
Dumplings, steamed buns, steamed buns, rice, chicken soup, ginger soup, mung bean soup. Every family was making delicious food during the Chinese New Year, and we worked all night to prepare a lot of food.
In order to cope with different environments, two kinds of soups are even made to drive away the cold and relieve the heat.
No matter what difficulties and obstacles she will face in the future, it will always be a good idea to prepare a large amount of food and ensure logistics.
After the beef is cooked, drain the water and cut into strips. Use an iron pan to slowly fry it over low heat until it is dry. No oven or sun drying. It is just a simple dry fry with a little burnt aroma.
These are for emergencies, so if something goes wrong, they won't be noticeable. The jerky is dark and doesn't taste very good, so sharing it with others won't be a big deal.
She also used the stove in the bedroom and cooked two pots of boiled eggs in a steel-aluminum pot. She didn't cook tea eggs because she was afraid the taste would be too strong.
After a busy night, I was so tired that I almost saw stars. I put all the food into the space. Then I boiled water on the stove and poured pot after pot of hot water into the soup bucket in the cafeteria.
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