Chapter 43: Pickled Cabbage, Pepper Pork Belly and Chicken Soup

Because Fang Roushagu's story was so bizarre, the fact that Mingdai bought five pounds of meat and five pounds of ribs was only mentioned by a few people and did not cause much of a stir.

Mingdai made braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, and stewed bones with sauerkraut for Zhou Sinian that night, and made jelly with pork skin.

Of course it was done in the space, otherwise the door would have to be pried open by the front yard.

The two of them finished a pot of rice.

Finally, they both lay on the sofa and burped.

Ming Dai felt sleepy after eating and said drowsily, "What is happiness? Sleeping after eating is happiness!"

Zhou Sinian nodded in agreement.

The last two people slept in the space.

Zhou Sinian slept in the guest room on the first floor, falling asleep feeling the bouncy mattress beneath him.

In the cloud~~~~~~~

The next day is the time to harvest the vegetables.

All the villagers rushed into the brigade's vegetable fields.

The land here is vast, even the vegetable fields are there.

Ming Dai looked at the endless cabbage field and sighed: "How much pickled cabbage must be piled up here!"

Huang smiled brightly when she heard this: "Wait until the cabbages are harvested and the pickled cabbages are piled up on the sunbathing ground, and you'll know!"

After saying that, he began to show Mingdai how to chop cabbage. Before Mingdai could learn it, Zhou Sinian at the side had already snatched the kitchen knife and started chopping forward.

It has to be said that Zhou Sinian is an expert in knife handling.

Even an experienced hand like Aunt Huang would need three strokes to chop a head of cabbage, but Zhou Sinian chopped one cabbage at a time, and the bottom was cut very smoothly, so there was no need to chop again, the dry leaves fell off automatically.

Soon, he was riding out of the dust amidst a sea of ​​colorful turbans.

Mingdai looked at his back and smiled helplessly at Aunt Huang.

Aunt Huang also smiled awkwardly: "Then follow him to pick up vegetable leaves. These leaves are dried and used to feed livestock."

Mingdai readily agreed, dragging a sack and picking up dry leaves on the ground.

Others have to pull it down, but she can just touch it and it falls off, which is much more convenient.

In the end, she was the only one who stood out among the children picking vegetable leaves!

By the time Mingdai had picked up half of the fruits, Zhou Sinian had already chopped them back.

Seeing his expressionless face and his posture of slashing forward, the opponent, Aunt Huang, immediately stood up and gave the track to Zhou Sinian.

Zhou Sinian didn't know why, but he felt that this action was very smooth, as if he had done it often before.

Could it be that he was a cabbage grower before?

In the end, all the aunties withdrew from the vegetable chopping competition.

A few people went to pick the leaves, and the rest went to carry the cabbages.

In the end, the team led by Huang Auntie stood out among the many vegetable-cutting teams!

When he had finished chopping, Zhou Sinian stood in the cold wind, looking at the cabbages lying on the ground, and then looked at the kitchen knife that was flashing with cold light.

The turban on his head fluttered in the cold wind, and he raised his hand holding the knife carefully.

Mingdai happened to pass by and thought he remembered something.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Sinian looked at his hand for a long time before saying, "It's numb."

Mingdai was speechless. Who would be numb from holding a kitchen knife and chopping for two hours straight?

When picking cabbages, everyone was extremely jealous.

The educated youth Xiao Ming was a little useless. He could only pick six at a time, three on each side.

but!

Zhou Sinian can carry four baskets, two on each side!

Aunt Huang followed behind with two baskets of cabbage on her shoulders, smiling. When Zhou Sinian was first assigned to her, the other team leaders all laughed at her.

Now, haha, who doesn’t envy me!

Soon all the dishes were picked and taken to the show floor.

Since they were the first team to finish, they were able to use the show floor first.

There are already countless large vats waiting for them here.

Because Mingdai had asked before and wanted to buy vegetables, this time I just left out the cabbage she wanted.

These vegetables were made into sauerkraut and sold to the commune, and of course they could also be sold to the educated youth.

Compared with the city, the countryside was short of food in the city and hard to find money in the countryside, so both the village cadres and the members agreed that the educated youth could exchange money for things during the New Year.

Because Mingdai wanted 500 cabbages, 200 to eat and 300 to make sauerkraut.

Aunt Huang selected the cabbages according to her needs, keeping the tender ones for eating and the larger ones for sauerkraut.

Everyone started to work together to harvest the remaining cabbage.

Mingdai was responsible for cutting off the parts with dirt, and Zhou Sinian was responsible for cutting the cabbage into two.

Zhou Sinian worked too fast and the five aunties couldn't keep up with his speed, so the five old ladies were very tired.

The preparation of pickled cabbage was led by Auntie Huang, who was responsible for sprinkling salt.

In just one day, their team completed two days' work.

After the cabbages were put into the jars and pressed down with stones, the cabbages from other teams were carried to the drying area.

As the first team to exceed the target, Liu Dazhu waved his hand and all members completed the task.

Aunt Huang is very proud of being the team leader.

After agreeing on where to pick radishes the next day, Mingdai and Zhou Sinian carried their baskets and went home.

When you get home, pick up the pine nuts on the ground first.

I'm completely dried today, so I don't need to sunbathe anymore.

Zhou Sinian carried the cabbages to the cellar, and Mingdai poked open the fire on the stove.

The earthenware jar contained pork belly and chicken stewed by Ming Dai with pepper. When it was opened, a head popped out from the entrance of the cellar.

Mingdai quickly covered the jar.

"Hurry! After we finish our work, we'll go to your room to eat!"

Zhou Sinian really likes the feeling of being surrounded by the smell of food, but Mingdai doesn't like it. She can't sleep if there is a smell in the bedroom.

Fang Rou also had the same idea.

The educated youths had also finished work by now. Each one was like a destroyed little white flower, swaying in the cold wind all day, and returned home to a cold pot and cold stove.

Liu Daye got angry and vented his temper at Fang Rou who was sitting in front of the sewing machine and operating it.

"You've been lying at home all day, can't you cook a meal at night? If you can't cook, you can just boil some water!"

Fang Rou looked at the group of people opposite her. Although the others didn't say anything, it was obvious that they meant the same thing, including Qi Zhijun who had also been lying down for a day.

Only Qin Fangfang looked innocent, looking here and there.

Cai Mingcheng lowered his head, still the same as before, and said nothing.

Fang Rou sneered: "Am I your mother or your sister? Should I cook and boil water for you?!"

This was a bit rude and Liu Daye got angry immediately!

Before he could curse out, Fang Rou shut him up with just one word.

"The kitchen is mine, use it if you want, or not, get out!"

When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Zhang Xiaojun smiled and pulled Liu Daye away.

Liu Daye also knew that he had made a mistake, so he just followed the force and walked away.

Cai Mingcheng pulled Qin Fangfang's sleeve, motioning her to help him move firewood.

Qi Zhijun frowned, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. Fang Rou ignored him and sat back in front of the sewing machine.

Liu Yan looked at this, then looked at that, her eyes rolling around.

Finally, she followed Qi Zhijun out. After they left, Fang Rou looked up and said, "What a pair of bastards!"

The sound scared Cai Mingcheng who was about to enter the room, and Qin Fangfang who was behind him was stopped and looked over.

Cai Mingcheng shook his head and motioned to wait a moment.

Only when the sound of sewing machines was heard again did Cai Mingcheng and Qin Fangfang come in.

In the backyard, Zhou Sinian arranged the cabbages, closed the cellar door, and climbed up.

Mingdai signaled with her eyes, and he immediately picked up the clay pot with anti-scalding cotton gloves and walked towards his room.

Mingdai carried bowls, chopsticks, spoons and seasonings.

"Come in!"

When it comes to eating, Zhou Sinian is more proactive.

After closing the doors and windows, Mingdai opened the jar, and the aroma of pork belly and chicken instantly filled the whole room.

Zhou Sinian quickly distributed the dishes and chopsticks, picked up a chicken leg, tore it off, and put it in Mingdai's bowl.

Then he scooped up the pork belly, lotus seeds and red dates from the bottom and put them into her bowl, adding the milky white soup sprinkled with pepper.

Such a great enjoyment!

Mingdai put the sauce in the middle, picked up the chicken leg and dipped it in it. It was boneless when she bit it, and with the vinaigrette, it was very satisfying.

Take another sip of soup and feel like all the chill of the whole day has been blown away.

Zhou Sinian was the same. He ate chicken legs, drank soup, and occasionally picked up a piece of pork belly to dip it in seasoning. Under the atmosphere of smoke and fire, he came alive and was no longer the skeleton he had just seen.

Even Aunt Huang said that Zhou Sinian had gained weight and looked better.

How can I not be fat?

Three meals a day plus a midnight snack, and a constant intake of medicinal foods and soups, it would be strange if you are not fat.

In fact, Mingdai has gained weight and looks better, but they have never seen the old Mingdai.

There was a jar of pork belly and chicken soup. Mingdai drank two bowls of soup and had a chicken leg and a chicken wing.

The rest were all Zhou Sinian’s. I was not full, so I soaked two more steamed buns to feel satisfied.

The young boy eats up his father's wealth, which applies to men of all ages.