"Qingqing, what delicious food is there in the cafeteria at noon? We are relying on your cooking skills to survive!" Li Mengxue put her head on Yi Qingqing's shoulder and said pitifully.
Section 89
"Noodles wrapped in clear soup" is also called Qingqing.
Li Mengxue was afraid that she would be disappointed. The ingredients of this noodle were limited and it might not even be as good as the instant noodles she cooked herself.
"What's wrapped in what? What kind of soup is clear soup?" Li Mengxue still held out hope.
"White flour wrapped in sorghum noodles, and the clear soup is the soup for cooking noodles." Yi Qingqing said: "This meal is only because it is the first day of autumn harvest, so there are no wild vegetables mixed in. The staple food in the future may be wild vegetable dumplings or something like that."
Li Mengxue was completely desperate. She had no income at all and had to do heavy physical work. Could her body really handle it?
For the first time, she felt what kind of life ordinary farmers lived in this era. The reward meal was just of this level. A skilled cook cannot cook without rice. Even for Yi Qingqing, it would be difficult to make improvements without ingredients!
It seems that I still have to make something good to eat in the morning and evening, otherwise my body may not be able to bear it.
"It's good to have food. After all, we are eating public food. The autumn harvest lasts for nearly two months, so one more meal is a profit. I thought that the food I prepared would be insufficient for this workload, but I didn't expect that the team would provide lunch during the autumn harvest. Now I can eat my fill. After the autumn harvest, we will distribute food, so I don't have to worry about it later."
Qian Lailai was very happy. She knew that among the four golden flowers, her conditions were the worst. Wang Lingling's family provided a lot of support, Yi Qingqing was not only loved by her family but also capable. Although Li Mengxue was a little spoiled and her parents were not good, she had a good relative in the county town.
She was the only one with whom she had to go. Her family could only provide limited help, so when she went to the countryside, she brought with her things that her family had saved up for a long time with great effort.
So she had to rely on herself to have enough food and clothing, and this felt pretty good, after all, she was already living better than many people.
Several people returned to the educated youth site, some went to the toilet, some took bowls, and then they separated at the intersection at the bottom of the slope. Yi Qingqing went back to the canteen, and the others continued to go to the fields.
Aunt Guihua managed the time and started cooking the noodles when she felt it was about time.
When the noodles were ready, the whistle for the end of work sounded outside on time.
As the cooks, the four of them can fill a bowl for themselves and put it aside before everyone else arrives, or even eat it first.
When Yi Qingqing took out her bowl, Aunt Guihua, Aunt Dongmei and even Sun Laidie looked at her as if she were a fool.
"Xiao Yizhiqing, why are you holding such a small bowl?" Aunt Guihua asked her.
Yi Qingqing looked at her bowl. It was not small, just a small wooden soup bowl. It was a circle larger than the bowl she usually used for eating. It was just right for her to hold a bowl of noodles.
I was almost full, and I still had some room left for something else to eat when I got home. After all, although I now eat in the cafeteria, which saves me the time of cooking and the lunch break is shortened by more than half, I still have about an hour of nap time.
Yi Qingqing's sleep quality is so good now that the rest time at night is enough. She doesn't plan to take a nap at noon, but she still has time to eat something.
However, compared with the soup bowls of Aunt Guihua and her elder brother, my bowl does seem a little smaller.
"Xiao Yi, the educated youth, take a bigger bowl next time. If you can't finish the meal at noon, you can still eat it at night and save some food for your family," Aunt Guihua whispered in her ear.
Yi Qingqing: "..."
There is such a thing?
It seemed like everyone had a tacit understanding. It would not be good for her to be unsociable. Her individuality might cause embarrassment to Aunt Guihua and the others.
"I see. I'll get a bigger one tomorrow."
She didn't mind this kind of meal which was made of coarse grains and had little oil, but she felt that her body might not be able to bear eating it every day. If she couldn't finish it, she could just store it in her personal space and take it out to eat after a while. Eating it occasionally would give it a different flavor.
However, no matter how big it is, it can't be as big as Aunt Guihua and the others'. The one that Aunt Sun Laidi holds can be called a mini pot.
After all, everyone chose her because they thought she wouldn't take advantage of the team too much and shouldn't go too far.
Aunt Guihua filled their bowls with food, more noodles and less soup.
Sun Lai Di's bowl was the biggest, but due to the majesty of Aunt Guihua and Aunt Dongmei, she didn't dare to go too far. The noodles were almost the same, but she asked for more noodle soup in a flattering manner.
Several people brought two bowls, one bowl for noodles and one bowl on top, so that others would not know how much food you have in your bowl.
After all, everyone usually takes their lunch home to eat, and the canteen, which is where cooking is done, cannot accommodate the entire team.
When the members came in with their bowls, Yi Qingqing and the others were already standing in front of the pot.
To the left of Yi Qingqing is Aunt Guihua, to the right is Aunt Dongmei, and to the left of Aunt Guihua is Sun Laidie.
Aunt Guihua told her how much each person should get: one chopstick of noodles and two spoonfuls of soup for adults.
Children get half a chopstick of noodles and a spoonful of soup.
It can be less, but not more, or there won’t be enough to share.
Yi Qingqing said she understood.
This is my first time to be an “auntie” serving food in the cafeteria!
He was not enthusiastic about eating and had problems with his thinking. The cafeteria, which was deserted just a moment ago, suddenly became lively.
"Wow! It's really noodles! Although the color is a little lighter, it is clearly sorghum flour. How can it be cooked into noodles?"
The first thing everyone does when they arrive is not to queue up, but to rush to the pot to see if it is noodles.
During the break, someone saw Li Mengxue and her friends meeting Yi Qingqing from afar, and then asked them what they had done for lunch.
After all, so many people chose Yi Qingqing, and they were all curious about what she could do.
I didn’t expect that several educated youth actually said that they were making noodles.
The first meal after the autumn harvest is generally supposed to be something solid, but no one could believe that it was noodles. In their eyes, noodles were made of white flour, so this was absolutely impossible.
Even the team leader Zhao Youtian and the village accountant couldn't believe it. The grain was allocated by the two of them, so what didn't they know?
Although there was white flour, even if all of it was used to make noodles, it would not be enough for the entire village to eat.
So during the last hour or so, everyone kept looking towards the cafeteria, and when the whistle for the end of work blew, they ran away as fast as they could.
Looking into the pot, I saw white noodles with a hint of red, and they were really noodles!
Noodles made from sorghum flour!
It’s no exaggeration to say that everyone’s jaw dropped!