Well, this rectangular iron box is great for making a piggy bank.
He brought a large stool, two stools and a small stool, stacked them one by one, climbed up to the beam and stood firmly, placed the iron box on the beam to measure the width and length, and marked the distance.
He began to nail small wooden boards as baffles. After pushing the iron box in, he nailed the other two ends with two wooden strips.
The iron box was firmly placed on the beam, and from the outside you couldn't tell it was an iron box; it just looked like an extra rectangular piece of wood!
OK, perfect, I packed up and went into my space to review what I learned today, then came out to wash up and lie down on the kang to sleep.
After a good sleep, Zhou's father opened the door and found that his daughter had not gotten up yet!
"Think about it, why did you get up late today?"
Zhou Xiang stretched out his arms and said, "Maybe it's because the kang is too comfortable. If I slept on a bed, I would wake up from the cold every day."
After saying that, he got up, folded up the quilts and mattresses on the kang, and placed them against the wall, leaving only the mat and sheets.
Well, I should tear off a piece of old coarse cloth and make a sheet for the kang.
Zhou's mother also came over. Seeing that her daughter got up late, she asked if it was because the kang was too comfortable.
"That's right. How about you try sleeping on this kang tonight? If you like it, you can build a kang in your room next year. If you keep it sealed every day, you won't use too much coal."
Mother Zhou nodded and said, "Okay, I'll try sleeping here with you tonight."
The mother and daughter made breakfast together. After the meal, they started to braise the dishes. Zhou wanted to remove the coal blocks on the new stove and turn the smoke plate and everything would be fine.
Look at what dad is preparing to braise: pig liver, pig tail, pig stomach, pig ears, and pig trotters, all of which are meat dishes.
"Dad, didn't you buy a thousand?"
"Oh! I forgot. I'll go buy it now."
"I'll go buy some, you continue preparing the seasoning."
Zhou Xiang pretended to go into the inner room to get the money, then quickly went to the street and bought thirty thousand sheets of paper. He then went to the cloth store and took a look around, and found some coarse cloth.
It's hard to tell what color it is, neither yellow nor white. It's only 1.2 meters wide, but I pulled 11 meters and asked the salesperson to cut it into four pieces.
I returned home, panting heavily, carrying several kilograms of old coarse cloth.
Comrade Ling Ran is here again, helping Zhou's father.
I threw the old coarse cloth on the kang, washed my hands and started to fiddle with the thousand sheets. My hands were not strong enough and I couldn't roll them tightly.
"Comrade Ling Ran, come and help me here. I can't roll it tight."
Ling Ran quickly dropped the pig's tail he was plucking, washed his hands, and rolled up the paper.
"Dad, put the fire tongs in the fire, heat them red, and burn the pig hair. Then just wash the pig skin. It won't affect the taste of the pig skin. Not only will it not be clean enough this way, it will also take time."
"Okay, I'll try."
"How about braised goose? If so, after we finish rolling up the thousand sheets, Ling Ran and I will go kill the goose."
"Braised, braise everything that needs to be braised today."
Ling Ran rolled up thousands of sheets tightly, and Zhou Xiang wrapped them with cotton thread. He rolled three sheets into one shape, and ten vegetarian chicken rolls came out.
He put the vegetarian chicken rolls into the basin where his father marinated the food and instructed Ling Ran to catch the goose.
He went to boil salt water, took out a knife, and asked Ling Ran if he dared to kill him.
Ling Ran took the knife. He was not really fifteen years old. It was just killing a goose. He had killed people in his previous life, but they were all bad guys.
The squeaking goose had its short life ended by a knife. Its blood flowed into the salt water and quickly froze.
Drain the goose's blood, rinse it with cold water, and then throw it into a broken jar. Pour boiling water from the pot on it, covering the goose's body. Grab it with tongs, roll it a few times, and take it out.
I tried it, and it worked. I pulled the goose's head and pushed along the direction of the goose feathers' growth. Soon, the goose feathers were plucked off in large clumps.
Ling Ran plucked the feathers from the wings one by one, and then carefully plucked the missed feathers. He followed the instructions and collected the goose feathers on a chopping board, covered it with gauze, and pressed the edges of the gauze with bricks.
Zhou Xiang plucked all the goose feathers in just over ten minutes, then handed it to his father and asked him to perform a belly section.
I took the fire tongs from my father's hand, put them under the stove, heated them red, and started to burn the pig's hair.
Zhou's mother helped scrub the black ash off the scalded pig skin.
By the time Zhou's father had finished skinning the goose, Zhou Xiang had already finished perming the pig's hair, and Zhou's mother had also finished washing.
Father Zhou sighed, "Am I getting old? I'm not as efficient as my daughter."
"Dad, you're not old, it's me who's young and fast, hahahaha."
Zhou's father also smiled and started to clean the pot, boil water, add seasonings, and braise the meat.
I replaced the pot on the new stove with the largest one, so I can braise all the food in one pot.
With nothing to do, Zhou Xiang instructed Ling Ran to pick up the sewing machine and sew the two pieces of old coarse cloth together to make a bed sheet about two meters and four meters wide. The cut ends were then hemmed and sewn, and the bed sheet was completed.
It took no more than half an hour to sew the two sheets.
Ling Ran helped carry the sewing machine back.
"You are really fast. I may not be able to match the speed you worked at today."
Zhou Xiang didn't even look up as he replied, "I do what I'm used to doing, so of course I'm faster. My dad wasn't fast to begin with, and he's also been drinking a lot, so his brain is even slower. So alcohol isn't a good thing."
"You hate people who drink?"
"Yeah, it's really annoying. People who drink lose their rationality after drinking, and they bring worry and the trouble of cleaning up the mess to their families."
Ling Ran thought of Zhou Xiang’s first husband in her previous life, who was an alcoholic. When he was drunk, he had to deal with her vomit and wash bed sheets.
I must not drink alcohol when I grow up, otherwise this alone will make the little girl dislike me.
Zhou Xiang spread the old coarse cloth sheet on the kang, and the kang immediately looked tidy.
"Don't you need help at home? You always come to my house to do work." Zhou Xiang looked at Ling Ran and asked.
"No, my dad and mom will be able to finish it."
"Your parents are so nice that they don't need you to do anything. However, you are lazy at home but hardworking outside, so you will be beaten. Hehe, it's not bad for you to be diligent and come to my house. You can help me."
Ling Ran saw her evil smile and rubbed her hair hard, "Bad girl."
Zhou Xiang slapped his hand away, "Have you learned your lesson? Every time I tell you not to touch my hair, you never change. You never change!"
After Ling Ran left, Zhou Xiang said to his father, "Dad, I'll take some of the braised dishes you made to Ling Ran's house tomorrow. Ling Ran has been helping our family a lot lately. Uncle Ling and Aunt Ling have no objections, but we can't just pretend we don't know and order his child around for nothing. Don't you think that's right, Dad?"
Father Zhou nodded. "My daughter is right. Everyone loves their own children. Ling Ran is the only one in the family. His parents are reluctant to let him do the housework. It's a bit embarrassing for him to come to our house to help for a few days."
Zhou agreed when he saw that his father didn't beat him, thinking that his father could still be reformed.
It was not until the evening that the last braised goose came out of the pot. Zhou Xiang looked at the whole goose with greed.
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