Chapter 108: What happened to my mother's legs?
At noon, a big pot was set up on the threshing ground. The master chef put the mutton that had been blanched after removing the fishy smell on the chopping board, and then carefully removed the meat. He threw all the big bones into the pot and continued to cook, and poured a large pot of scallions and ginger into it.
The master chef sliced half of the meat and saved the other half for dinner. He picked out some good meat and put it aside in a bowl. He listened to Shen Meng's advice and found someone to grind the finely chopped mutton bones with a stone mortar, added corn flour, scallions, ginger and radish, and made radish bone mud balls.
Originally, he thought that Zhenping's wife was talking nonsense, but for Lu Zhenping's sake, he still tried to make it, and he didn't expect it to really work.
The chopped autumn cabbage, radish, and vermicelli were all put into the pot, and finally the chopped mutton slices were thrown in. After the pot was boiled, the sauce was thickened and a spoonful of sesame oil was poured on. The mutton soup was really fragrant.
This big iron pot was used when we had big pot meals in the past. One pot was enough for the people in the village to eat. As for who had more meat in their bowl and who had less meat in their bowl, he couldn't guarantee it.
The news of going to the threshing ground to drink mutton soup at noon today was notified early in the morning, so after work, everyone came to the threshing ground with their own bowls and basins.
The master chef saw that it was almost done and poured the chopped garlic sprouts into the pot.
"The mutton soup is ready! Everyone, line up for dinner!"
Those who arrived early stretched their heads to look at the iron pot, then excitedly turned their heads and said to the people behind them: "You can see at a glance that it's all meat, and it's very thick. Go home and add some dishes to have a full meal!" When
the person in front shouted, the people waiting behind became more anxious. They also wanted to take a look, but they were late and could only line up at the back.
When Lu Zhenping and Shen Meng arrived, the master chef called out to them.
"Zhenping is here, come here quickly, I've left a bowl of blanched mutton for your family, it's all good, you can have two more meals later, hehe!"
Before Lu Zhenping could say anything, the bald man at the head of the line directly blocked in front of Lu Zhenping.
"Ah, hey, hey, what are you talking about? Things handed over to the production team belong to the collective. How can you take them back? Isn't this considered cutting off the tail of socialism?"
"Laozi, get out of here. This mutton was given by Zhenping. So what if you take a little back? You ate his food, so how can you blame him?"
"Don't you understand? He's just jealous of him. He's a lazy bear. He just lies at home all day long. When has he ever been to the fields? But Zhenping is so capable, so he's jealous."
"That's right, how can you say that about him? Besides, it's not much. If it were me, I would have taken some back. Such a lot of meat, given away for no reason, and I only ate a few bites myself. Can you think about how you feel?"
"That's true, but what Laizi said makes sense. The mutton has already been given to the production team. It belongs to the production team, the collective, and everyone. It would be inappropriate to take some back. Zhenping, why don't you just not take it and pour the bowl of meat directly into the pot to avoid other people gossiping."
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The master chef also had a cold face. Those who gossiped just wanted to force Lu Zhenping to pour the bowl of meat into the pot so that they could have one more bite.
Haha, he had to take a good look. Those people were talking nonsense, and when he turned around to make mutton soup, he didn't let them eat a piece of meat. He has been the chef for so many years, and he is very skilled in the skill of serving rice. Whoever has more meat in his bowl will have more. Those who he wants can't eat, then they can't eat a single bite.
Shen Meng rolled his eyes silently at the person who said to put the meat into the pot. I'm afraid this is not a provocation!
"Everyone be quiet, who is talking nonsense here? I asked the master chef to keep this bowl of meat, and it's specially for Zhenping's family. Hehe, he has only been home for a few days, and we can all eat meat. In this cold weather, drinking a mouthful of mutton soup will warm you up. After eating, lie down, and then go to work and earn work points in the afternoon. Don't you have to find trouble? If anyone is dissatisfied, then don't eat, and get out of the way with the bowl of rice. Humph, people who talk nonsense are not nice either. Think about it, if Ren Zhenping is upset for a bowl of meat, what will happen in the future? Will he still think of you next time he gets something good? It's really a rat spoils the whole pot. If you don't want to eat, get out of here!"
Lu Debang was very angry. He just heard the commotion in the threshing ground when he and Zhang Hongfa came over. He thought everyone was grateful for Ren Zhenping's selfless contribution, but he didn't expect to hear such frivolous words. When
Laizi saw that it was the village chief and the party secretary, he quickly shrank his neck and stepped aside, but his eyes were still staring at Lu Zhenping and his wife.
The latter didn't even look at him, but stood at the front with a sand basin. After the master chef filled his bowl with mutton soup, he gestured to Shen Meng, took the bowl of meat and left. The couple didn't say a word from beginning to end, and left so elegantly.
The group of people looked at each other in bewilderment.
Zhang Hongfa snorted and waved to the master chef, who held a large spoon and started serving rice to the people in the queue.
Those who had more meat in their bowls were very happy, and happily went home with their bowls or sand basins. As for those who couldn't see any meat after mixing it, they were naturally indignant and went directly to the master chef.
He finally had a place to vent his anger.
"Why are you yelling? I'm dividing this big pot of mutton soup by spoonful. How can I know which ones have meat and which don't? I didn't shake the spoon when I served you the soup. You know it in your heart."
The master chef's words made the person who yelled feel uncomfortable. Isn't that right? How can you feel comfortable when you see so much meat in other people's bowls?
The master chef didn't care about them. He was sure that even if they thought about it, they would never think of the unique skill of shaking the spoon when serving rice.
As soon as Lu Zhenping and Shen Meng arrived at the door of their house, they saw the people of the Lu family holding bowls and basins and walking towards the threshing ground. Lu Jiasheng greeted them happily. Liu Sanjin didn't even look at them. She was angry in her heart. She thought that even if the sheep were handed over, it would be fine. Why couldn't some be kept for the family? She didn't think about her parents at all.
Mingyang, Mingliang and the other four children were waiting in the main hall. There was a basket of sesame pancakes on the side. They smelled so good. They didn't even touch them, but were waiting for the bowl of mutton soup.
Shen Meng scooped a mouthful first and tasted it, then frowned. Not only was the taste bland, but it also had a slight fishy smell and was not very tasty.
"Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen to get some seasoning."
She walked slowly towards the kitchen. Mingliang looked at her back for a while before saying, "Is your leg injured? Why does it seem like you have no strength when you walk?"
Shen Meng blushed when she heard this, staggered, and almost fell.
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