Chapter 25 Chapter 25: Pork Trotter Rice Noodles Nothing is a bowl of...
Last night, there was a new set of clothes where he put his clothes before going to bed.
The bright ivory-white dress is matched with a sandalwood-colored robe embroidered with cloud patterns, and the fabric has an excellent texture.
Was this bought for him by Zhao Mingsheng? As soon as this thought came out, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise.
He even touched it carefully, fearing it would be damaged. If he had the conditions, he would probably frame the dress.
So after much hesitation, he decided to go out wearing old clothes.
When he went out, Zhao Mingsheng was drying medicinal herbs in the yard. He heard the noise and looked back.
Seeing Cui Cen still wearing old clothes, she couldn't help but frown and asked, "Why don't you change into the new clothes I bought you?"
When he heard that it was indeed bought by Zhao Mingsheng, he was so happy that his heart blossomed, but he had to pretend to be calm on the surface and said:
"I'm afraid of getting my clothes dirty."
Zhao Mingsheng disagreed when he heard him say that: "Aren't clothes bought to be worn? Just wash them when they get dirty!"
She urged, "How can our Master Cui not wear new clothes on his first day in office? Go back and change."
Under Zhao Mingsheng's repeated urging, Cui Cen went back to the house and changed into the clothes, although he was reluctant.
After Zhao Mingsheng dried the herbs, he turned around and saw Cui Cen, who had changed into new clothes, standing by the door and grinning foolishly.
Because Cui Cen looked too young, Zhao Mingsheng specially picked out a sandalwood-colored dress for him. This slightly darker color just made him look more mature and stable without looking too old-fashioned.
He originally had fair skin, and the sandalwood clothes made him look even whiter.
Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. Cui Cen looked energetic in his new clothes.
Zhao Mingsheng looked it up and down, then praised it generously: "Not bad, it looks good. The color suits you very well."
Cui Cen's mouth corners almost curled up to the sky after receiving the praise.
Maybe God couldn't bear to see him look so silly. Before Cui Cen could wipe away the smile on his face, he turned around and saw Zhao Qingyue yawning and walking out the door.
Zhao Qingyue was wearing a robe of the same style as Cui Cen's, but the color was different. His robe was jasper-colored and embroidered with green bamboos growing out of the rocks.
Zhao Qingyue saw Cui Cen raise his hand and greet him: "Good morning, Brother Cui!"
Cui Cen: I’m not okay at all!
The clothes on my body suddenly don’t smell good anymore!
Cui Cen replied "OK" with a dejected look, then turned around and went back into the house.
Zhao Qingyue looked at Cui Cen who turned and left, scratching his head in confusion: "Brother Cui, why does he look a little unwell? Did he not sleep well last night?"
Zhao Mingsheng didn't understand either. He seemed so energetic just now, but why did he suddenly become so listless?
But she didn't have time to think about it, because according to the time, the broth in the pot should be ready.
She was going to eat rice noodles this morning, so she got up early to prepare the broth and kept it simmered over low heat.
Zhao Mingsheng returned to the kitchen and as soon as he opened the lid of the pot, white steam immediately rose out of the pot.
The pot is bubbling with milky white soup, which is made from chicken bones, duck meat and pig's feet.
Zhao Mingsheng tried it with chopsticks and found that the pig's feet were easily penetrated with a slight poke, indicating that they were stewed until very soft.
Boil water in another pot. After the water boils, put the rice noodles soaked in warm water into the pot. When the rice noodles become crystal clear, you can take them out. If you cook them for too long, it will affect the chewy taste of the rice noodles, so just cook them for a while.
Place the rice noodles at the bottom of the bowl, then place the blanched black fungus, shiitake mushrooms, green vegetables, bean sprouts, etc. on the rice noodles. Finally, pour a few spoonfuls of hot soup on them, and the fragrant three-fresh rice noodles are ready.
While sitting at the dining table waiting for breakfast, Cui Cen was still feeling rather unhappy. He didn't even know what he was unhappy about.
He lowered his head, his hair hanging down, obscuring his expression. It was unknown what he was thinking.
Suddenly, a bowl of rice noodles appeared in his sight.
The rice noodles, which are as translucent as silk, are spread with ingredients of different colors, such as red chili peppers, green vegetables, and yellow eggs. It is a big visual impact and looks very tempting.
The most obvious thing is the pig's feet lying on top, the meat is plump but does not look greasy.
Cui Cen looked around and found that there was no pig's trotter in other people's bowls. He asked uncertainly, "Is this pig's trotter just for me?"
Zhao Mingsheng was scooping fermented bean curd and pickles into a small dish for easy picking. Although he thought the question was a bit strange, he nodded and answered truthfully, "Yes, I stewed it for a long time this morning. You should eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
The other members of the Zhao family all liked to eat light food in the morning, and the pig's feet used for making soup couldn't be wasted, so they were given to Cui Cen.
Unfortunately, Cui Cen didn't know this. The corners of his mouth were curling up uncontrollably. He nodded obediently, not even bothering to eat the rice noodles, and started to gnaw on the pig's feet first.
After a long period of stewing, the pig's feet have become so soft that the meat and bones are separated. With a light sip of the upper and lower lips, the skin turns into juice and flows into the mouth.
Not only the skin is so tender, the meat inside is also very tender. Even an eighty-year-old old lady with all her teeth lost can eat it without any trouble.
All the unhappiness was conquered by a pig's trotter.
If you are tired of eating pig's feet, you can take a bite of rice noodles soaked in soup. The texture is chewy and full of the fragrance of rice. There are also chopped wood ear mushrooms and bean sprouts, which taste crispy and fresh. Paired with refreshing pickles, the taste is really amazing.
Finally, drink the soup base that has dissolved the gelatin. It instantly warms your stomach and awakens your spirit for the whole day!
After breakfast, Zhao Mingsheng and Cui Cen just walked to the school gate when they happened to meet the bookstore delivering goods.
Because it was a large order, Pan personally brought his men to deliver it. Unloading a cart full of pens, inkstones, paper, and inkstones took a long time, leaving the two laborers sweating profusely.
After completing the inventory and confirming that everything was correct, Manager Pan left with his workers.
After they left, Zhao Mingsheng placed a set of brushes on every desk in the school, and stored the extra pens, inkstones, and paper in a cabinet.
When it was time to go to school, the children arrived one after another, either accompanied by adults or with their good friends, and they were all very punctual.
Zhao Mingsheng observed that except for the eldest child, Shi Xiaozi, who was twelve years old, most of the others were under ten years old, and the youngest was only four years old.
Because in Qingshan Village, most children over the age of ten follow in their father's footsteps early on, either going to work in the town or learning a skill to make a living.
Zhao Mingsheng sorted them according to their height and assigned a seat to each of them.
Being stared at by a group of little kids with sparkling eyes, Cui Cen couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
He cleared his throat and said, "Before class starts, let's establish some school rules."
Without rules, there will be no order. Cui Cen imitated the teacher in his memory and said seriously:
"From now on, you are not allowed to be late for class, be absent, or leave early. You must complete the tasks I assign carefully. If you violate the rules, you will be punished..."
Cui Cen was stuck. He tried hard to recall what the teacher had mentioned as punishment, but found that his memory was blank.
After recalling for a long time, he finally remembered that he had fallen asleep when the teacher was speaking the second half.
Cui Cen felt a little complacent after figuring out the reason. It turned out that it was because he fell asleep. He said that with his photographic memory, how could he forget it.
The punishments Cui Cen knew were nothing more than standing in the corner, slapping the hands, and copying books. As a little bully, he had naturally experienced all of these, but he felt that these punishments were completely useless.
So he thought hard and came up with a good idea!
The little kids below sat at attention, waiting for the teacher's next words. But their teacher waved his hand and said, "If you break the rules, you'll be punished by helping to farm!"
Perhaps because it was the first time they heard of this kind of punishment, they found it very funny and couldn't help but burst out laughing secretly.
Cui Cen thought it was a good idea. This method could not only make everyone realize the difficulty of farming, but also exercise the body, killing two birds with one stone.
He tapped the table with his fingertips, making two crisp sounds. The laughter below immediately died down a lot.
"Does everyone understand?"
The crowd responded in unison: "I understand, Master Cui!"
Cui Cen was very pleased to be called Master Cui by so many people. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then let's start today's study..."
Seeing that the children were starting to get on the right track, Zhao Mingsheng left with peace of mind.
When he returned home, Zhao's father was turning over and drying medicinal herbs in the sun.
Zhao Mingsheng was certainly not surprised to see Zhao's father at home, because she had already learned that Zhao's father had left Xing'antang in the morning.
Ever since she learned in the pharmacy that Xing'antang had monopolized medicinal materials and sold them at high prices, she had no good feelings towards Xing'antang, so she was very happy that her father could leave there.
The task of preparing medicinal herbs at home was handed over to Zhao's father. Zhao Mingsheng changed his clothes and took a walk around the medicine field.
Arriving at the medicinal field, Zhao Mingsheng watered the ground as usual and then removed some small weeds. Since she reorganized the medicinal field, the herbs in the field have grown more and more prosperously.
The stems and leaves of the above-ground part of Polygonum multiflorum are half a person's height. Seeing these Polygonum multiflorum, she couldn't help but think of the Qibao Meiran Pills that were consigned to the medicine store, and she didn't know if she could sell them.
She took out from her sleeve the list of medicinal herbs written by Manager Yu. The list contained some simple herbs that happened to be available in the medicine field.
Zhao Mingsheng dug up some of each of the mature herbs in the field according to the list. He also dug up some mature Polygonum multiflorum and Poria cocos, preparing to make some Qibao Meiran Pills.
After doing all this, she took out a cloth bag containing vegetable seeds from the bamboo basket she carried on her back.
In the spare field, she used stones to mark out a space for growing vegetables. She planted some seeds of tomatoes, radishes, cowpeas, Chinese cabbage, and eggplant, all of which are suitable for growing in summer.
Remembering that there were still many seeds that had not been planted in the space, she came into the space with a thought.
The air in the space was still so fresh that Zhao Mingsheng couldn't help but take a few deep breaths and felt his whole body refreshed.
Because there were more fields in the space, she bought more seeds, all kinds of seeds, totaling two large bags.
Just when she was worried about how long it would take to plant so many seeds, the seeds suddenly took off on their own.
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