107: The lost belongings are returned
On this side, Lao Pu told Yu Xiaoye how he bought these belongings.
Yu Xiaoye found it unbelievable at first that the two brothers actually sold all their belongings at once. This was indeed very Yu Daye.
On second thought, I felt that selling it was a good thing. After going around in circles, all their belongings were back, right?
Look at this thick iron pot, look at this patinated wooden barrel, look at this chipped spatula, look at this rusty kitchen knife.
Look at this salt shaker covered in dirt.
Each one is very vivid in Yu Xiaoye's memory.
I remember that she and her mother felt sorry for losing these belongings.
After going around in circles, these belongings finally returned to their hands!
"Uncle Pu, how much did these things cost in total?"
"Four, how about that?"
"Well, four dollars is fine. I'll give you the money later, okay?"
"Okay, okay, don't worry. You can give it to me after your dad gets his salary. Actually, if it's just for your face, I don't want this money. Really, I would be happy to buy you a new set of belongings!"
"Hehe, I believe it, my Uncle Pu is the best!"
Lao Pu laughed out loud when he heard this.
The two men unloaded everything from the car and put them in the kitchen.
Yu Jiahui knew where these things were bought from, but he still came up to ask:
"Hey, Xiaoye, where did all this stuff come from? Pots, pans, and utensils, so complete?"
Lao Pu: "It just fell from the sky. You're so lucky. You got a great bargain for free."
Yu Jiahui asked with a playful smile:
"Lao Pu, how have I offended you? Why are you so sarcastic and mean? It's so annoying."
Yu Xiaoye made a gesture to her father:
"Dad, please be quiet. Uncle Pu has been running errands for us and has delayed us for so long. Please be polite."
After hearing what his daughter said, Yu Jiahui restrained himself and stopped deliberately finding fault.
After all the things were moved into the kitchen, Yu Xiaoye sent Lao Pu away and gave him two grilled fish.
Lao Pu was not polite either. How could he refuse the gift given to him by his little girl?
After Lao Pu left, Yu Xiaoye returned to the kitchen.
Yu Jiahui was looking at the things on the stove in confusion. When he saw his daughter come in, Yu Jiahui asked:
"Xiao Ye, didn't you say you were buying a big pot? Why did you buy a whole set? Bowls, plates, pots, clay pots, pot lids, buckets, spoons, spatulas, kitchen knives, and damn, are those chopsticks?"
Yu Xiaoye picked up the moldy chopsticks:
"I originally wanted to buy just one big pot, but your two sons just sold it as a package."
"Sell all of this wasteful stuff!"
"This is a good thing, at least we have everything we need now."
Yu Jiahui still couldn't accept it. Fortunately, these two crazy things were sold to them, so the benefits didn't go to outsiders. If they were sold to others, they would all become someone else's!
What a terrible thing!
Even broken pots and spatulas can be sold!
I'm so angry!
Yu Xiaoye had already accepted the reality. Looking at the familiar things one by one, which were all used by the original owner since childhood, and each one had memories, she was quite happy. She started to pack up:
"Dad, look, now we have everything. Our chimney can smoke tonight, and we can honestly skip the cafeteria in the future!"
"Yeah, from now on I don't have to go to the cafeteria to get food, so I can save meal tickets. Meal tickets are bought with money, so saving meal tickets is equivalent to saving money!"
"Yes, we'll cook in a big iron pot tonight!"
"Okay, I'll help you light the fire later."
Yu Xiaoye put all the things in the kitchen in place, then fetched a bucket of water from the well in the company headquarters and washed all the pots, pans, and utensils. After washing, he put them all back where they should be.
While cleaning, she tried to adapt to the kitchen and imagined cooking on the stove.
Such a large iron pot is most suitable for stewing fish. Why not use this pot to stew a fish tonight and put a circle of cornmeal cakes around it.
Thinking of the aroma of pot stickers and fish cakes, Yu Xiaoye's mouth began to water.
Seeing that it was getting late and estimating that she would finish work soon, she simply returned the hoe and shovel she had used to dig the ground and came back to prepare dinner.
Cook it early and let it rot in the pan so that the fish will be more flavorful and taste better.
Moreover, once it gets dark, the kitchen is pitch black and you can't see anything, making it inconvenient to do anything. You have to prepare the meal before dark.
She did it right away and immediately returned to the space to find a fish of suitable size.
There were a lot of fish in the fish bucket. She picked one weighing about seven or eight kilograms, packed it up directly in the space, and then took out the seasonings such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
When I took the seasoning, I found that there was not much seasoning left at home, especially cooking oil, soy sauce and vinegar, there was almost nothing left.
These oils and seasonings are all brought by the yacht. Although there are many varieties, the portions are very small. Chinese people are used to using a lot of oil when cooking or stewing soup, so they use up the oil very quickly.
What to do if there is no oil?
They are used to eating oil, and without oil, the taste of many dishes will be greatly reduced.
People in this era have a ration of cooking oil, and the monthly ration is pitifully small, only a little over one kilogram.
This little bit of oil is not enough for their family.
If you want to eat more oil, you can only buy it on the black market.
In this case, you will have to spend several dollars or even more than ten dollars every month just on oil.
This is a considerable expense.
Fortunately, it should be enough for tonight. After this meal, we have to consider the issues of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
She first took out the things she needed from the space, prepared the onions, ginger, garlic, and fish, and then called her father to come over to help light the fire and cook.
Yu Jiahui asked his daughter worriedly:
"You will use this soil
Cooking on the stove? This is not a gas stove, nor an electric stove. "
"Yes. Don't forget that I have the original owner's memories. The original owner has been able to cook since she was a child. When she was not even as tall as the stove, she helped stir-fry."
"That's terrible. Never mind. How about I cook today and you light the fire?"
"Alright."
Yu Xiaoye first went outside and brought back a stone. This stone was picked up by the river and temporarily served as a stool for their family.
She placed a stone stool at the entrance of the stove, sat on it, took a match from her pocket, found some hay, and picked some firewood, and started to start a fire.
First light the fire with hay, and then add firewood into the stove little by little.
Slowly, the firewood burned and the pot heated up.
Yu Jiahui took the bottle of cooking oil and poured it into the pot. Yu Xiaoye reminded:
"Dad, the oil is almost gone. Please put less in, otherwise you will have to drink boiled water tomorrow."
“Oh, I’ll put less.”
He said to put less oil in, but looking at the pitiful little bit of oil at the bottom of the pot, he kept pouring it into the pot.
"Dad, I told you to put less!"
"Such a big fish, it won't taste good without enough oil."
"But if we eat it all today, there will be nothing left for tomorrow!"
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