Chapter 101 Cooking
Tang Mingli replied sullenly: "I haven't done it."
"That means you have a talent for cooking. It's amazing." Xia Zhizhi continued to praise him, and then suggested: "My sister Xiurong's hands are not convenient, why don't we trouble Tang Zhiqing to help cook for us during this period of time?"
Tang Mingli nodded. He originally thought so too.
Xia Zhizhi said: "Mr. Tang is such a nice person. I want to thank you on behalf of Xiurong!"
Tang Mingli felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was, so he just focused on eating.
The next evening after work, Tang Mingli took the initiative to take over the task of cooking.
Made a big stew with braised vegetables and pancakes.
It is just potatoes, beans and eggplants cooked in a pot, and covered with a large yeasted pancake.
There was no meat, but lard was used. He only planned to add a little oil, but when he saw Xia Zhizhi, who was supervising the work with her hands on her hips, he scooped another big spoonful out of heartache.
There is enough lard in the dish and it is very fragrant.
In the next few days, Cui Zijin fetched water and made fire, while Tang Mingli cooked.
Originally, Han Youran would have stepped forward to lend a hand, but Xia Zhizhi always called her away with various excuses.
Tang Mingli and Cui Zijin didn't mind doing a few more small things, and gradually they ended up taking care of everything.
To be honest, Tang Mingli has a talent for cooking, although he is reluctant to add seasoning.
No matter what they cook, they are reluctant to add too many seasonings. Except for oil and salt, soy sauce is avoided if possible. The main focus is on the original flavor, but the meals they make are really delicious.
Han Youran also discovered this.
When she has time, she helps out by washing and cutting vegetables, but Tang Mingli is still the one who cooks.
Tang Mingli discovered that if he put less oil, Xia Zhizhi would definitely come out to scold him, but if he didn't put other seasonings, she wouldn't say anything. Gradually, she got used to putting more oil and saving money on other seasonings...
Today Zhang Ming arranged for someone to deliver coal to her. There was no coal flour, just large lumps of coal, which was worth her special instructions.
It was also because she arrived early. The temperature had not yet dropped and everyone had not started to stock up on coal for the winter. If she had waited until it started to snow before going to haul coal, she wouldn't even be able to pick up any coal lumps because everyone else would have picked them up and sent them home.
When the coal was delivered, everyone was working and it didn't attract any attention.
She asked Ah Ju to put all the coal into the shed, and piled two bundles of straw outside that she had specifically asked Cui Zijin to cut, and then cleaned the yard. If she didn't say anything, she estimated that other people at the educated youth site would not be able to discover that she had bought coal.
After eating vegetarian food for two days, Jiang Xiurong said to Han Youran during dinner today: "The chicken stewed by Tang Zhiqing last time was very fragrant. Let's buy a chicken and stew it again next time. We can put some mushrooms in it. It will taste better."
Han nodded leisurely.
Tang Mingli was standing by and listening with his ears cocked.
The next day when he went to work, he found a fellow villager and whispered with him for a long time. They agreed to use his own private money to go to their house and exchange it for a rooster.
Then the whole day I worked as if I were full of energy, and I finished the work ahead of time.
He went to his fellow villager's house and took the chicken that the villager had killed for him and returned to the educated youth site.
When Jiang Xiurong and her colleagues got off work, the meal was almost ready: chicken, mushrooms and vermicelli stewed with pancakes on the side.
I have to say, this is really capable...
He even specially chopped off two chicken legs and put them both on Jiang Xiurong, whispering, "Eat more. I see you've lost weight."
It has been a hard time during this period. Jiang Xiurong has indeed lost some weight and his chin has become much sharper.
Jiang Xiurong held the lunch box in her hands and looked at the two big chicken legs. Her heart was filled with joy and she felt that everything before was worth it for this moment.
Tang Mingli saw her smiling sweetly and couldn't help blushing, and then his ears and neck also turned red.
Seeing him blushing, Jiang Xiurong also blushed.
The two handsome young men fell in love with each other, and their shy looks were so pleasing to the eyes.
Seeing Xia Zhizhi about to rush forward, Cui Zijin stood in front of her. Han Youran reached out to hold her back, gave her the chicken wings from her lunch box, and coaxed her softly, "Zhizhi, be good. Sister Youran will buy you a chicken someday and give you all the chicken legs, okay?"
Tang Mingli and Jiang Xiurong heard the sound and turned back embarrassedly. Jiang Xiurong walked to Xia Zhizhi, gave her a chicken leg, and comforted her: "Give Zhizhi a chicken leg too."
Seeing Tang Mingli's unpleasant expression, Xia Zhizhi gave him a provocative look, grinned, took the chicken leg with a smile, put it in her mouth and took a bite: "It's delicious, Sister Xiurong still cares about me."
Tang Mingli turned his back and ate his meal, out of sight and out of mind.
Because of this meal, Jiang Xiurong and Tang Mingli's relationship seemed to have improved a lot. Although Tang Mingli still did not express his feelings, the two of them occasionally looked at each other, and the feeling of silent affection was enough to make Cui Zijin burp.
Cui Zijin wondered, why not practice her cooking skills?
Xia Zhizhi rejected him righteously.
The reason she could eat from the same pot with him was because Xia Zhizhi had gone through the trials of the end of the world and had a firm mentality. It was absolutely impossible for her to let him cook for her.
Xia Zhizhi gave him a heartfelt education: "Can you be the same as Tang Zhiqing? He is a natural cook. If you don't cook well, isn't that a waste of food? Sister Youran has worked hard all day and you plan to let her eat pig food?"
Seeing that he was still eager to try, Xia Zhizhi used her ultimate move: "What if Sister Youran knew that you fell into a shit pit and gave her food? Wouldn't she be mad at you?"
Cui Zijin was so beaten that he hung his head in despair.
Tang Mingli breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him give up cooking.
Not to mention that Xia Zhizhi was unwilling, he was not very willing either, but he was just too embarrassed to say it out loud.
Today the postman came to deliver several letters and parcels to her. More than half of the newspaper offices gave her books and stationery as rewards, and she saved quite a lot of them, all piled on the cabinet, making her look like a studious educated youth.
Xia Zhizhi took a few letters and asked the postman to deliver them. The postman became familiar with her. He thought that this educated youth had a really high productivity. He had seen that many interview teams from military corps or farms did not have such a high productivity.
She has been in a good mood recently and has written a lot of articles about the autumn harvest and taken a lot of good photos.
The captain saw her hanging out outside every day and wanted to ask her to go back to bed several times, but when he saw her gesturing with a camera, he held back.
After staying at the educated youth center for more than a week, she didn't know what happened to Du Biao, and he didn't show up for a long time. She was almost in a bad mood because of the previous activities.
I threw my pen down and didn't want to write any more articles.
Seeing that she looked unhappy, Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong coaxed her a few words, while Cui Zijin and Tang Mingli were as quiet as chickens and didn't say a word to avoid being angered.
If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to the mountain.
She plans to go to the city to have a look tomorrow.
The village was busy at the moment; the tractor, the cows, and the two donkeys were all out working, so naturally no one took her to the city, so she had to walk there.
For Du Biao, she really paid too much. She traveled thousands of miles and walked hard to see him. Even a bootlicker could not do what she did.
He secretly blamed Du Biao for this.