"I have national food coupons, cloth coupons, meat coupons, and a few industrial coupons. Is that enough?"
The reason why the young master opened his mouth must be that he didn't have enough tickets on him. She was used to carrying them when she was on a business trip.
He took out a stack of tickets from his schoolbag and stuffed them all at his feet without even counting them.
"I don't need that much. I just wanted to buy some cloth to make a new quilt. Luckily, your quilt is in the closet and I haven't taken it out yet."
I guess she used all the cloth coupons on her to prepare things for her. After all, she was her childhood friend, so she was very thoughtful and made it worthwhile for her to "bring" the good things from thousands of miles away.
It was difficult to say anything in the guesthouse, so the two of them exchanged a few words and agreed to go out for dinner half an hour later.
"Try the steam pot chicken, the soup is really delicious. And this is the famous cured pork ribs hot pot here."
The table for the two of them to eat on was filled with food. The steamed chicken in the pot was not as small and delicate as the ones she had seen before. It was definitely a big pot.
There is no need to blanch anything else in the cured pork ribs hotpot. This big pot of cured pork ribs is enough for the two of them, and there is also a big pot of chicken soup.
Fresh spare ribs will become tough if cooked for too long, but cured spare ribs will not. Instead, they become smoother and smoother the longer they are cooked. Paired with the dry sauce she made herself, she ate it without even raising her head.
I didn’t expect that the young master, who is usually picky, would like to eat these. Not everyone can accept the cured taste of cured pork ribs. I thought he would be a picky eater!
"This is my first time eating this, too. I usually just cook the steamed chicken and take it home to cook noodles. The rice noodles here are also delicious. By the way, let's go to the market to buy some food later. Can you please improve it for me when we get back?"
He looked at her pitifully, and considering that she had eaten so many meals with him, he went back to cook for himself.
Guangjin is not like Jiangcha. After years of business trips, its main focus is to serve food wherever you go.
With a typical northern stomach, he was already trying to adapt to all this. Jiang Cha, who thought he would start working hard as soon as he got off the bus, now rolled up his sleeves and became the chef.
If Guangjin hadn't been there for this meal tonight, she would have really wanted to pack two more portions. It was so delicious that she even secretly rubbed her stomach several times on the way back to the guesthouse.
After a good sleep, they had a local specialty breakfast of rice noodles and chose their own hats.
Guangjin was planning to laugh at her, but unfortunately Jiangcha calmly chose the hat and put a lot of chili oil on it.
"I've eaten this before on a business trip to Kunming. And I'm much better at handling spicy food than you are. There's nothing spicy in Yunnan, Guizhou, or Sichuan that I can't handle. You're still a little bit naive, bro!"
Guangjin looked frustrated. He thought he was working on the front line fearlessly and majestically, but in the end he was defeated by La Jiao here.
They even dipped mangoes in chili powder and ate them, which really horrified him.
In the vegetable market, Jiang Cha is responsible for picking, and Guang Jin carries the bag behind her, which includes onions, ginger, garlic, vegetables, pork, eggs, etc.
I went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy pots, pans, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. I bought bottles directly from there, otherwise I would have nowhere to store the soy sauce and vinegar.
She bought some rice at the grain station and came back to make something tasty for him. It wasn't that she was being too attentive, but northerners weren't used to spicy food, and if it irritated their stomachs, they'd get diarrhea and gastroenteritis.
Or it goes down, focusing on the fact that people with hemorrhoids are not old.
In a place where you have to be on call at all times, your body must be kept in optimal condition, otherwise it will be very troublesome.
Braised pork, garlic vegetables, rice, and egg soup. It was a simple meal, but Guangjin ate it until tears welled up in his eyes.
"Do you know how I've been getting by these days? I ate too much steamed chicken and my mouth is covered in blisters. I can't get any rice noodles without some spicy sauce, and every meal is just vegetarian rice noodles.
We're in a remote area, and there's not much I can eat because of the ethnic minority food. I don't know how Goudan adapted when he first came here."
How Goudan adapted to them was unknown. After he applied, Jiangcha often sent him things, all of which were easy-to-store foods, such as dried meat, meat sauce, and canned food.
Later, the situation here was quite tense and it was not easy to send things by mail. They had not been in touch for two years. However, I heard from Aunt Liu that things were going well here.
It was good to know that the people were safe. The rest was not something she could ask about, just like they would not tell anyone else even if they were here.
After dinner, Guangjin washed the dishes, and Jiangcha went back to the house to clean up. He fetched water and mopped the entire house, and Guangjin threw all the things on the bed into the corner of the yard.
Now it's just a bare bed, nothing else. The room is less stuffed, so it's easier to clean.
The trouble was the bedding, which she couldn't make. The only improvement she had made over the years was learning to take it apart and wash it; the rest still needed to be made by someone else.
Guangjin cleaned up the kitchen and came into the house. He was very satisfied with the cleaned bed, especially the one she had cleaned. He was about to throw it away, but Jiang Jiang stopped him, saying it was too eye-catching.
He then reluctantly accepted it and threw the bedding outside to wait for the family to come. He had already planned to ask for more compensation.
"We're married to the outside world, but I have to find a way to get along at night. I can't really sleep with you. I'm afraid you'll beat me to death and I won't have anywhere to complain."
The west room is completely uninhabitable. I plan to hire someone to tear it down and rebuild it in a few days.
It was impossible to let him sleep on the floor as it would be very damp. Fortunately, the bed was big enough.
"Just sleep like this. It's better to be careful outside. At most, there's a layer of mosquito net inside. I can still sew it up. It's like we're pulling a curtain so that no one outside can see."
I don’t know where he found the mosquito net. It’s just an ordinary mosquito net with a layer of tie-dyed cloth curtain on the outside. It looks like the kind of ancient curtains and is quite beautiful.
It can't be seen from the outside, she added a layer in the middle to form a partition.
It's just a makeshift arrangement. The conditions are like this and it's not the time to travel.
At night, two people sleeping separated by a curtain can hear each other's breathing. Fortunately, there are two quilts, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing.
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