Yang Jinfeng was very hospitable and insisted that Ye Qingqing and the others come in and sit down. Lu Mo didn't really want to sit down, but since they were relatives, it wouldn't be right not to come in. So he thought he would stay for a while and then take his leave.
But the room was too small, no more than fifteen square meters. There were many people eating today, so a large round table was set up, taking up a lot of space. There was not enough room for more people to squeeze in. If a few more chairs were added, there would be no place to stand.
Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo sat down at the table. Zhang Dalin and the others hadn't finished eating yet. Yang Jinfeng was more than happy that they weren't eating. This table of dishes had cost her a lot of money, and she didn't plan to finish it all in one meal. That bowl of stewed pork with tofu skin and steamed ribbonfish could last at least a week!
Yang Jinfeng didn't even think about wasting the rest of the dishes. She couldn't bear to waste even a drop of soup. She usually cooked a meal that would last for two or three days. She would buy meat at most once a month. Since she didn't have a refrigerator, she would just salt it and cut off a piece of meat the size of a baby's palm to add to the dishes to give them a meaty flavor. One pound of meat could last Yang Jinfeng for half a month.
As for main dishes like chicken, duck, fish, and seafood, Yang Jinfeng would never spend money on them unless it was Chinese New Year. However, she often bought frozen mackerel, which cost five cents a piece and had a lot of meat. One fish could feed the whole family for a meal. This kind of fish was a common sight on the Zhang family's dining table.
This is why Zhang Dalin is so short, which is directly related to Yang Jinfeng's stinginess.
"I'm not eating anymore, you guys enjoy your meal!"
Lin Shufang mixed rice with vegetable soup and barely ate half a bowl. She found it really strange. When she was a young woman, Yang Jinfeng's cooking skills were quite good. The dishes she cooked, while not perfect in color, aroma, and taste, were still quite delicious. But after getting married and having children, her cooking skills did not improve at all; in fact, they even regressed.
It's low in oil and high in salt, and it's either boiled or steamed, so it has no fresh vegetable flavor at all. It's fine for health purposes, but the taste is terrible; even a dog wouldn't eat it.
Yang Jinfeng glanced at the vegetables that were barely eaten and was very happy. Now that the weather is cold, she won't need to buy meat for about ten days, and will only need to buy some vegetables at most.
"You must come to the wedding banquet on Dalin's wedding day, the whole family must come." Yang Jinfeng held up a bowl, a common tall bowl in this area, with a wide mouth but a little shallow, usually used as a rice bowl.
In the past, people lacked meat and oil, so they had good appetites. Even women could eat two full bowls of rice like this. But now that living conditions are better, even men can't eat a single bowl. Yang Jinfeng, however, still has a good appetite.
Yang Jinfeng carefully picked up a piece of ribbonfish tail, then a piece of tofu knot, and the rest were pickled vegetables and greens, along with a few snails. Holding a bowl in one hand and a chair in the other, she sat down next to Lin Shufang, seemingly planning to eat and chat at the same time.
Ye Qingqing finally understood why this woman had such a big appetite. Times were progressing, but the Yang family's meals were declining. Look at how stingy she was with her food, she couldn't even bear to eat a piece of meat. If she didn't eat rice, what else could she eat?
"Cousin, you absolutely have to come!" Yang Jinfeng exclaimed, her eyes gleaming.
She set her sights on Lu Mo's car, planning to have him be the chauffeur on their wedding day. It would save her the money of hiring a car and be more presentable—how wonderful!
Lin Shufang was in a dilemma. She wanted to say that she would come alone on the wedding day because her son was so busy that he didn't even have time to sleep, let alone come to the wedding banquet. However, before she could speak, Lu Mo refused first, "My company will start work on the eighth day of the first lunar month. I don't have time to come. I'll just congratulate my cousin in advance!"
Ye Qingqing thought for a moment, then went out and took out a red paper packet containing one hundred yuan from her spatial storage. One hundred yuan was considered a big favor in the 1990s, and she didn't plan to return the favor to Yang Jinfeng. She hadn't even thought about keeping in touch with her afterward. She considered the one hundred yuan as a gift.
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