Ye Zhiqiu put the things in the basket, waved goodbye impatiently, told the two people to go there early tomorrow, and pushed his bicycle towards the factory gate.
I returned home safely. When I pulled my bicycle into the yard, I saw Wang Xiaolan holding the blanched cabbage and hanging it on a bamboo pole in the yard.
Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously, "Mom, where did you get these vegetables? Are you going to dry them?"
Wang Xiaolan replied cheerfully, "Son, you're off work now. These are the cabbages I bought in your grandfather's village! Old Yang only sold them to us for three cents a pound, and I bought a full two hundred pounds. I plan to dry them all into dried vegetables so you don't have to complain about having no vegetables to eat during the winter."
This was a good thing, because in winter, there was only cabbage and white radish, or sauerkraut and pickled mustard greens! After eating these things for several months in winter, Ye Zhiqiu was really tired of it!
He has dried a lot of vegetables and radishes in his space, and he's planning to bring some vegetables back to can them! However, he doesn't have the right glass bottles yet, so he needs to find time to get some cans.
This stuff is not particularly difficult to make, after all, we have several glass factories, and now the canning factory also produces glass cans. However, most of these glass cans are exported to earn foreign exchange.
Ye Zhiqiu, an ordinary worker, definitely couldn't get it. He needed to take the time to ask Chen Yimin for help to get these glass jars.
Speaking of Uncle Chen Yimin, he's really rude when he orders me around! In the past, I used to go to restaurants for treats, but now I bring all the treats to the factory.
Every time I have to pull myself out to brag about myself, my eighteen-year-old nephew who is a great chef, and I am quite the topic at the dinner table!
But Ye Zhiqiu does have talent, and his talent comes from watching too many cooking videos in his previous life. In the past, he could learn something by watching it, but failed once he tried it!
Now that he's really learning to cook, all those vague memories are actually being put to use! So he not only recreated the pickled fish dish, which was supposed to have only appeared in the 1980s and 1990s, but also recreated it.
I also learned many dishes from different places by following previous video tutorials.
This is how he learned to make pickled fish and white-cut chicken, earning him praise from his master and mentor! They said the white-cut chicken reached the level of a Cantonese chef, and his innovative approach to pickled fish also proved his exceptional talent!
After Ye Zhiqiu parked his bicycle, he smiled and said to Wang Xiaolan who was busy, "Mom, we will have a day off tomorrow for Mid-Autumn Festival. Aren't you curious about the Mid-Autumn Festival benefits?
Also, tomorrow, Brother Yongjun and Brother Banghua will be meeting with their in-laws to discuss their marriage. So they want me to go to their house tomorrow morning to help cook two tables of food.
By the way, our family and Uncle Qian's family should celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival together, right? Where are the second brother and the little sister? Where did they go to have fun again?
Wang Xiaolan quickly put down the cabbage in her hand, walked over happily, looked at the things Ye Zhiqiu brought back, and did not forget to answer him.
"The four families must celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together. Don't forget your grandpa and Aunt Liu's old lady Liu. This Mid-Autumn Festival will be very lively!
The second and third sons took the reinforcements, a brother and sister, out to play, saying they were going to collect snails and then feed the chickens. "Son, why are these benefits so good? Will the meat and fish go bad if left out tomorrow?"
Ye Zhiqiu shook his head and said, "We can't keep it until tomorrow in this hot weather. We have to eat it tonight! I'll get the ingredients for tomorrow. We can just kill a rabbit at home!"
Wang Xiaolan recently made several batches of sweet potato vermicelli, all of which were sold by Ye Zhiqiu to the restaurants of his two masters, so she became more generous with the money she earned.
She smiled and asked, "Okay, even if it's a big fish, your father should have given us some of these things, right? How can we finish it then?"
Ye Zhiqiu nodded and said, "Well, I just wanted the second son to go and call Aunt Liu's family, Grandpa and Grandma Liu to come over for dinner, but he wasn't at home.
Why don't you just go and call someone? I have to wait for Dad to bring the things back, and then I can cook!"
"Okay then. I'll put the things away and then go get your Aunt Liu to call someone."
Since learning how to cook, Ye Zhiqiu often cooked in the space, and then brought the dishes back home in the name of his master.
Moreover, he would be the one to cook any dish involving meat, just to get more opportunities to practice.
A lot has happened in the past month or so. Wang Lei's Baiweiju has also reaped the dividends. Li Peng, the second brother, has passed the third-level chef certification and has been assigned to the Beijing Hotel to work as a kitchen assistant to an uncle.
Speaking of which, Wang Lei is still more traditional. Li Bicheng is much more interesting! Sometimes that guy not only wants Ye Zhiqiu to call his two senior brothers "brothers", but occasionally when he gets crazy, he also wants Ye Zhiqiu to call him "uncle"...
Speaking of which, this is the first time Ye Zhiqiu has met someone like him in his two lifetimes combined. It's quite interesting to get along with him!
As for the master, there was no need to mention it. Ye Zhiqiu accompanied him fishing several times, and every time he caught fish unbelievably well. Then the two of them exchanged their catches, which made Chen Renfu quite famous. Every time, he would take the fish for a long time before returning home!
In his excitement, he taught Ye Zhiqiu how to make many different seasonings! These recipes were just like chemical formulas; they involved grinding various spices and herbs together and mixing them in the right proportions. The results were far superior to anything like MSG or chicken essence!
It was only at this time that Ye Zhiqiu understood why chefs with real traditional skills had all kinds of popular seasonings in later generations and were able to create different flavors.
The secret is that these people have secret seasonings that have been passed down through generations!
Ye Zhiqiu brought things into the kitchen. It’s funny to say that in this era, no matter what is distributed, you basically have to bring the things back to the factory to install them yourself.
For example, you have to prepare the utensils for half a pound of oil and flour yourself. The factory is reluctant to give you so many bottles and bags!
So Ye Zhiqiu and his father both brought cleaned wine bottles, a small cloth bag, and a thermos back to the factory.
The mooncakes were okay. Two large bulk mooncakes were wrapped in newspaper. The factory was willing to use this stuff!
Because a four-page copy of the People's Daily was only three cents, the factory didn't mind getting a batch of newspapers for the workers to use to make mooncakes.
"Wife, I'm back! Come and see the Mid-Autumn Festival benefits at the factory!"
Hearing Ye Tianya's words, Ye Zhiqiu shouted helplessly: "Dad, stop shouting! Your wife went to call people over for dinner, and she's not home at all! Hurry and bring the food in so I can kill the fish and cut the meat and cook dinner later!"
Ye Tianya, who failed to show off his success, was still a little depressed. Seeing him coming in with things, he looked so bad.
Ye Zhiqiu scolded with a smile: "Come on, why are you so grumpy? We have the same thing, mother already knows what it is! Even if she is at home, she won't praise you at all, because I have already received the praise!"
Ye Tianya sighed and said, "Son, won't you come home later next time? You're making me lose face!"
"Tsk, Master, stop talking nonsense to me and go kill the fish for me..."
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