Chapter 122 Snow

The next morning, Jiang Xiurong knocked on the door and said, "Zhizhi, I need your bike. My friend said he can give me some meat and fruit. I'll go check it out."

Judging from her behavior, she seems to be planning to use the golden finger.

Xia Zhizhi gave her the key and reminded her to be careful.

Jiang Xiurong was busy all day and brought back a lot of things.

Han Youran and Cui Zijin saw how much trouble she was in and wanted to go and help, but were rejected.

They guessed that so many things must have come from the black market, so it was normal that they didn't want too many people to know about it, so they didn't insist.

Jiang Xiurong brought back a large basket of fruits, including apples, pears, oranges, grapefruits, and tangerines, all of which were long-lasting. He gave one basket to Xia Zhizhi.

There were also various fine grains, several dozen pounds of pork, three large fish that had been killed, four chickens, and four pigs' trotters.

If you really want to buy these things, you will have to spend a lot of money, and you will need tickets. This has taken up all the space. After everyone did the math, several people quickly paid for Jiang Xiurong.

Han Youran and Cui Zijin packed up the things together.

Save the fine grains for later consumption.

As for the meat, the quantity was a bit too much, so Han Youran suggested: "Why don't we ask Liu Zhiqing to help us make it into marinated meat? It tastes good and can be stored well."

Everyone else agreed.

Jiang Xiurong took some fruits as a reward and asked Liu Lin to help. Liu Lin was very happy to help and promised: "I often help my mother make bacon at home, I will definitely make it for you!"

The bacon in Sichuan is less troublesome to make. After marinating, it just needs to be smoked and air-dried. It is not that troublesome. In some places, after marinating the bacon, it has to be placed over a fire and smoked every day.

Liu Lin fried salt and spices together in a hot pot. After they were fragrant, he cut the pork into strips and marinated the chicken and fish with the fried salt and spices. Then he placed a large stone slab on top.

After the three of them finished marinating the meat, Liu Lin patted the salt grains on his hands and said, "Marinate it for a few days, then we can take it out and smoke it."

Xia Zhizhi watched from the side, and then instructed Ah Ju to make some more according to the recipe in the space.

Han Youran poured water from the hot water kettle for everyone to wash their hands.

The weather is getting colder, and the quality of this kettle is not particularly good. The boiling water I filled it with yesterday has become lukewarm when I use it today.

After washing his hands, Jiang Xiurong took Han Youran to Xia Zhizhi's room and whispered, "The weather is getting colder and colder. I don't know how cold it will be in winter. Do you need clothes and bedding for the winter?"

Xia Zhizhi had everything she needed. She said, "My family has sent me a lot of stuff over and over again. I think it's enough."

Han Youran's family also sent her some supplies, which should be enough, but she felt that she could prepare more. People say that the winter here is cold, but she doesn't know exactly how cold it is, so it's good to prepare more. After all, it's better to be prepared.

Jiang Xiurong whispered, "I know a market near Mudanjiang Park. It has a wide variety of goods. Although it's a bit expensive, it's a good deal without a ticket. How about we go and have a look tomorrow?"

Upon hearing the word "park", Xia Zhizhi knew that Jiang Xiurong was in touch with the big bug.

Jiang Xiurong is really lucky. Every person he meets in the black market is reliable.

Han Youran lowered his voice and asked, "Is it the black market?"

Jiang Xiurong nodded.

A time traveler who is not interested in the black market is not a good time traveler.

Han Youran's eyes lit up, but she was a little worried: "Is it safe?"

Jiang Xiurong said: "We don't sell anything, so it's okay. If someone comes to check, we can just throw the things away."

At most they would just lose some money, which is really not a big problem for them.

"Then let's go early tomorrow!"

After discussing it, the two asked Xia Zhizhi again. Xia Zhizhi didn't really want to go: "It's too crowded for the three of us to ride one bicycle. You guys go."

That's right. If she bought too many things, it would be even more difficult to manage. Seeing that she really had everything she needed, I stopped persuading her.

The two of them set out early in the morning and didn't come back until the afternoon when it was snowing lightly, carrying a lot of bags.

The two of them were so cold that their faces turned red. They put the things into the room tremblingly. When they were not there, Liu Lin did not heat the kang during the day. They stayed in the old educated youth's room for a whole day, so it was very cold in their room now.

He quickly put down his things and went into Xia Zhizhi's room.

Xia Zhizhi's room is still warmer.

Her house was small, and she had a fireplace. She was willing to burn coal, so it had to be warm.

The two of them wiped their half-wet hair with towels, and poured hot water from the kettle to soak their frozen hands.

This was the first snow of this winter. It melted quickly when it fell on my body, making my hair and clothes wet. Add to that the slight breeze and the feeling was even worse.

Looking at the two heroines whose lips turned purple from the cold, Xia Zhizhi remembered that she had a can of maltose that seemed to have been opened for some time.

I found two enamel jars, thinking that it would be bad if the opened food was kept for too long, so I simply poured out all the remaining maltose and divided it between the two of us. There wasn't much left, and the jars were almost full after I poured it out.

Xia Zhizhi added some hot water, stirred it laboriously, and called out to them, "Come and drink some hot water, and get on the kang to warm yourself up. Don't get sick."

But don't let both of them get sick, she doesn't want to serve anyone.

The two men dried their hands, took off their wet coats and hung them on the fire wall to dry, then got on the kang and sat against the fire wall.

Han Youran took the cup that Xia Zhizhi handed over and stirred it with a spoon. The consistency was so thick that people who didn't know would think they were drinking porridge.

Thinking that this child is indeed worried about her, but she is too honest. The malt milk she makes is so thick that it can hold chopsticks. Who can afford to make such a thing?

Han Youran ate two mouthfuls with a spoon. It was too thick and choking. She really couldn't swallow it.

Seeing her holding her neck like a duck and swallowing hard, Xia Zhizhi asked her, "Does it taste wrong?"

It has been opened for a while, don't let it expire.

Thinking that she had good intentions, Han Youran was afraid that she would be upset if he told her the truth, so he quickly said, "No, no, it tastes just right. I just want to eat something sweet and drink some hot water."

Then he picked up the kettle next to him and added some water to it.

Jiang Xiurong passed the cup over: "I want one too, I want one too."

They diluted the above a little with water, drank it, then mixed it with some water, drank some more, mixed it with some water again, and drank it again.

After they finished pouring out the hot bottle of water, they drank the cup of malted milk. Both of them were burping from the exertion.

Han Youran put down the cup and felt that his stomach was full of water. He could hear the sound of water sloshing every time he moved his body.

You know what, drinking a lot of hot water does have some effect. I feel warmer and I’m finally not shivering anymore.

When they went out in the morning, they saw that the sky was not right, it was dark, and Xia Zhizhi reminded them to put on a big cotton quilt.

They were not happy about it. They preferred style to warmth. What was the difference between wearing a floral cotton shirt to go shopping and running around naked? They had to dress up to look glamorous and fancy.

It looks really good when she puts on those little leather shoes and the woolen coat.

If the weather is good, I can get through it with the sunshine and my righteousness.

But isn't it snowing?

My hair, clothes and hands were all wet from the snow, and riding a bike against the howling wind was such a pain.

Han Youran rubbed his face and felt a little pain. He wondered if it was chapped by the wind. He sighed, "Life in the village is really not easy!"

Jiang Xiurong rubbed his belly and agreed: "That's right."

They had prepared enough delicious food, thick clothes and thick cotton-padded jackets, and they still felt that it was not easy. They didn't let others hear it, otherwise they would have been put in sacks.