Chapter 33: Advertisement
The canteen in the village is located next to the village committee. It was built when everyone ate in a big pot. The mud bricks and green tiles are quite impressive and can be used. After the Chinese milk vetch and winter wheat are harvested, and the main grain crops such as rice and sweet potatoes are planted, everyone will go home to eat after the first busy farming season is over. Therefore, the canteen will be open for more than a month.
Most of the people who come here to help cook and serve food are young girls, new brides, or elderly women who are reluctant to work hard at home.
As soon as An Zhixia arrived, Fang Hongye took her arm and pulled her aside. Over there, a dark-skinned girl wearing a new rose-pink coat and a bright red scarf smiled and took Qi Yunlan's arm.
"Qi Zhiqing, I'm Cui Xiaomei. You asked my brother to submit an article for you. This time you were able to get an easy job as a kitchen helper, and it was my mother who asked for it."
"Xiaomei, what are you submitting? Why did Qi Zhiqing look for your brother?"
Whenever men and women talked about something, they were all covered in pink. The girls, wives and even old women would wash vegetables and mix noodles skillfully, listening with their ears pricked up.
Cui Xiaomei raised her chin slightly, already used to being praised, "Qi Zhiqing is an educated youth from the capital, he has a lot of knowledge, he can write good articles with just a flick of the pen in his hand.
Doesn’t my brother work in this town?
Qi Zhiqing asked my brother to deliver the manuscript to the mailbox.
Didn’t you hear the loudspeaker calling out Qi Zhiqing’s name a few days ago? My father said that the newspaper wrote a letter to Qi Zhiqing, so it must have been accepted by the newspaper. The royalties he earns from writing are much more than what we earn from working in the fields all year round!
Everyone was shocked. They were all farmers for generations, and a worker in their family could cause a sensation in the whole village. Newspapers were only for office workers, and Qi Zhiqing was the one who wrote the article in the newspaper. Oh my, isn't that the same as the scholar in the past?
"So, don't be jealous. He is a cultural person who truly contributes to the development of the country. Can we let these hands that hold pens hold hoes and rakes?"
Everyone shook their heads, thinking that this was definitely not possible. Thinking about the fact that she was a great writer and helping in the kitchen with them, they not only stopped complaining, but instead felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
"Hehe, the method my brother taught me is so powerful. Look, no one can say a sour word to you anymore. Instead, they admire you very much," Cui Xiaomei whispered to Qi Yunlan's ear.
Qi Yunlan smiled gratefully and replied, "Thank you, and thank your brother for me, too." She took out a plaid hairpin from her pocket and said, "I brought this from Kyoto. I haven't used it yet. It matches your scarf perfectly."
Cui Xiaomei took it with shining eyes, pointed it above her head, and asked people left and right, "Does it look good?" The little girls all nodded enviously.
"When we get back, I'll comb your hair beautifully so it will look better when you wear it."
Over there, the future "sister-in-law" were chatting happily, and Fang Hongye and An Zhixia were enjoying peeling garlic.
Everyone knew that An Zhixia saved Fang Lixi and wrote a first aid booklet. Even though she emphasized that she was not a doctor and only knew some first aid measures, she was still labeled as a miracle worker. So no one said anything mean to her.
"The village party secretary's family always takes credit for the work," Fang Hongye curled her lips, "It's obvious that they saw you become a kitchen helper and felt unbalanced, so they forced Qi Zhiqing in."
An Zhixia nodded with a sullen smile, "Um, does Comrade Cui Xiaomei always dress like this, fresh and refined?"
Fang Hongye was stunned for a moment, "Fresh and refined, just her?" After chewing twice, she couldn't help but shrugged and laughed, "Her taste is quite fresh and refined."
Cui Xiaomei is black, but with a hint of yellow in her black. She cannot wear bright colors, especially rose red, which is very picky. She has a brother who is a worker. He has plenty of food and is much stronger than others. With his bulky cotton coat, he becomes a foil when standing next to the heroine, which makes the heroine's six-point beauty look even more beautiful!
"By the way, Xiao An, the educated youth, my father said that the booklet you wrote has been typeset and printed in large quantities. The commune also asked the party secretaries of each village to hold a meeting to prepare for the reception of the propaganda team." Fang Hongye whispered, "The cadres in the commune have been holding back for a whole winter and want to make some achievements, so they have made quite a fuss. My father said that the people above will definitely give you some rewards, and it will only take two or three days.
Whether in terms of material or spiritual aspects, Xiaoan Youth will benefit a lot, which will be of great benefit to their future development. "
An Zhixia chuckled and said, "My original intention was just to let more people know about first aid measures and minimize the damage."
"Little An Zhixia, didn't you bring any jars, bowls, basins, etc.? We can get some when the meal comes out." Seeing An Zhixia with nothing in her hands, Fang Hongye was a little anxious. "People in our village have big appetites. When they see the public pot, they want to eat it all. That's scary. When you go back and forth to get the bowls, the food will be gone. Otherwise, the big pot meal will be abolished before it's long.
My house is close, I'll go home and get you two later."
An Zhixia naturally would not refuse.
Her hands had been well maintained in the past month, and her nails were smooth and pink, so it was not suitable for her to peel garlic cloves. She squinted her eyes and peeled the garlic slowly while flipping through a book on some life tips, and she found a simple method.
An Zhixia took the bowl that Fang Hongye had placed aside, grabbed a handful of garlic cloves into it, put the two bowls together, and shook them vigorously like dice.
Others thought she was playful, and couldn't help whispering a word or two while shaking their heads. Before she could finish her words, the bowl was put on the table and opened. Oh my, almost all the garlic cloves had peeled off.
Fang Hongye was the closest, so she started to check, "Xiao An, the educated youth, this is too fast, isn't it?" Most of the garlic cloves had really peeled off!
An Zhixia smiled and said, "We have a kitchen helper who peels garlic this way. I tried it and it doesn't seem that difficult."
The two little girls each held two bowls and shook them vigorously. During this time, other people also tried it out of curiosity. The speed increased several times, and in a short while, all the garlic cloves in the bowl were peeled clean.
Qi Yunlan stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Xiao An, the educated youth, knows a lot. We are both educated youth, but I don't know how to rescue people, nor do I know how to peel garlic like this."
An Zhixia looked over and naturally saw the other party's probing look. She smiled and said, "Qi Zhiqing, you don't have enough knowledge and experience, so don't talk about it. Our Xiahua has a history of thousands of years. Hua Tuo knew how to resuscitate the heart during the late Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period. More than a thousand years have passed. Can human history go backwards?
As for peeling garlic, oh, the cooks and the kitchen helpers deal with onions and garlic all day long, so if they have a way to do it, do they need to advertise it in the newspapers? "
(End of this chapter)
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