Chapter 100 Rooster

Xia Zhizhi held her chin up and thought happily in her heart that she didn't know when Du Biao would be able to find her. She couldn't wait to show her skills and hoped that she wouldn't have to wait too long.

After all, it is impolite to keep a beautiful woman waiting for a long time.

When she returned to the educated youth center, Han Youran and the others were having lunch. When they saw her come back, Han Youran came up to her and observed her face. She was relieved only after making sure that there was nothing unusual.

After all, everyone was busy. If Xia Zhizhi was sick, she and Jiang Xiurong might not have time to take good care of her. She said, "Wash your hands and eat. I'll leave the food in the pot for you."

"Sister Youran is so nice. I bought a big rooster and asked Cui Zhiqing and his men to kill it tomorrow so that you and Sister Xiurong can have a good meal. The autumn harvest is really hard. I haven't seen you for just one day, but I feel that you have lost weight. Zhizhi feels so bad for you."

Xia Zhizhi threw the chicken in her hand, and the rooster's head struggled out from its wings. Its legs were tied, but it was still flapping its wings with a strong will, trying to come up and peck her.

Xia Zhizhi kicked it, and it was so angry that it turned around and bit Cui Zijin who was eating next to it. It was not satisfied and wanted to bite it a second time, but Cui Zijin reached out and pinched its neck to confront it. Tang Mingli next to it silently went to get a frame to cover it.

After finishing her meal, Xia Zhizhi returned to her room happily. She was in such a good mood that she didn't even argue with Cui Zijin and Tang Mingli.

I wrote some articles in the dark at night, and when I looked at my own pictures, I felt that they were not good enough, so I decided to go out and take some photos tomorrow.

The crowd was working hard on the field, and Xia Zhizhi took a lot of satisfying photos.

Autumn harvest is really hard work. The intensive labor lasts from morning till night. At the end of the day, I can’t lift my arms or straighten my back. My face is covered with the fluff of crops mixed with sweat, and when I get home, everything is red.

The most important thing is that such high-intensity labor takes a long time, from harvesting, drying, and storing in warehouses to the subsequent delivery of grain, which lasts for nearly a month.

No matter how poor the conditions are or how frugal a family is, they will prepare a full meal for their laborers during the autumn harvest.

But despite the hard work, everyone looked very happy.

The harvest is good this year, and we can tell from the looks of it that we will have a good year.

If the weather is better, it would be better if it doesn't rain during the autumn harvest period.

The captain saw that the weather had been good in the past few days, so he arranged for everyone to work from morning to night. At noon, they were all asked to work in the fields, going out before dawn and returning only after dark.

At the end of the day, the old farmers were exhausted, let alone the educated youth.

When I got home, I couldn't even lift my arms.

Xia Zhizhi knew that they were working hard and originally wanted to cook a meal for everyone, but she saw that the cabinet containing food was locked with two locks and the oil, salt, matches and other items had also been put away.

She immediately understood what was going on.

Shouting, Wang Lizhen harmed me!

Thinking about eating chicken in the evening, she went back to the room and got out some vermicelli and soaked it in advance.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do. When in Northeast China, chicken is stewed with mushrooms and vermicelli.

When it came to harvesting, Jiang Xiurong and Han Youran couldn't catch any fish either, as everyone was working together.

Xia Zhizhi came forward, saw Jiang Xiurong's hand wrapped in a handkerchief, and immediately asked nervously, "Sister Xiurong, what's wrong with you?"

When she went to work, the people behind her urged her to work hard, and she accidentally cut her hand. She was not allowed to take leave for such a minor injury, so she was transferred to another position and asked to hold bean pods.

Jiang Xiurong didn't look well, he was tired, and his hand hurt. Afraid that she would worry, he didn't say much: "It's nothing, just a minor injury."

Xia Zhizhi went back to the room and took out gauze, yellow medicine and white medicine powder: "Sister Youran, please clean Sister Xiurong's wound again and bandage it to prevent it from getting infected."

The three of them went to Xia Zhizhi's room and repaired Jiang Xiurong's wounds.

When Han Youran was using yellow medicine to clean Jiang Xiurong's wound, Jiang Xiurong's eyes turned red, as if he was thinking about something.

By the time they had finished cleaning up, Tang Mingli had already killed the chicken and was plucking it.

Han Youran washed the rice and put it in the pot, added water, and asked Cui Zijin to light the fire.

He went to Xia Zhizhi's room and used her stove to heat water for his bath.

There was also a water jug ​​next to the cooking stove. Everyone had to take a shower after a day of harvesting, and there was not enough water.

Han Youran boiled some water and asked Jiang Xiurong to take a bath first.

Tang Mingli had already cut the chicken and said to Han Youran, "How about I cook tonight? Comrade Jiang's hands are not convenient, can you help out?"

As for why he didn't let Xia Zhizhi help, he was worried.

Tang Mingli does housework okay. Although I have never tasted his cooking skills, he has always been a reliable guy. Since he said so, Han Youran nodded and went to help Jiang Xiurong. It is indeed inconvenient to take a bath without one hand touching water.

Xia Zhizhi immediately ran to the kitchen to supervise him.

Cui Zijin lit the fire, and Tang Mingli picked up the pot and poured a little oil into the pot. Just enough to moisten the pot, he wanted to put the pot down, but she immediately shouted, "Pour more!"

Tang Mingli fell a little more. His family was average, so he had always been frugal. And he was not the only one, everyone was like this these days.

Xia Zhizhi began to accuse him: "You are so cruel. Sister Xiurong was injured, and you were unwilling to give her more oil to make up for it!"

Tang Mingli pursed his lips, hardened his heart, and poured some more, looking to make sure it was about the same amount as Jiang Xiurong and the others usually used when cooking.

Adding more oil will make the food more fragrant. Nowadays, there is no need to worry about eating less oil and being healthy, as everyone is short of oil.

Moreover, during the autumn harvest, the labor intensity is high and there is no oil in the stomach. After working for an hour, the stomach will be as hungry as a cat.

When the oil was hot, he poured the chicken in and stir-fried it. It looked like the dish was cooked properly. Then he added a little soy sauce and water and started to stew it.

When it’s almost cooked, add the vermicelli that Xia Zhizhi had soaked in advance.

When Jiang Xiurong comes out of the shower, she can eat right away.

Jiang Xiurong looked at the chicken in the pot, then at Tang Mingli, and all the grievances in her heart disappeared.

Although it is tiring to go to work, I get to see the person I miss every day, so it doesn’t seem that hard.

Tang Mingli was reluctant to add seasoning when cooking. It was Xia Zhizhi who forced him to add oil. Later he only added a little soy sauce and salt. The taste was surprisingly good. The chicken now tasted delicious, and it was nice to eat it in its original flavor.

Everyone was hungry, and the chicken was not stewed for too long, so it wasn't too mushy. It was a bit chewy and tasted quite fragrant. After all, they were all young people and didn't have bad teeth that couldn't chew it.

Jiang Xiurong felt that the food tasted particularly delicious, but she thought it was the power of love that gave the flavor its special taste.

She refuses to admit that someone who has never cooked before can cook without adding any seasoning and the taste is better than the one she exaggerates and adds a lot of seasoning...

Tang Mingli chopped the chicken. He was not used to Xia Zhizhi and did not leave the chicken legs for her.

Xia Zhizhi was not angry at all, and unexpectedly praised him: "Tang Zhiqing's cooking skills are quite good. Have you ever cooked at home?"