Yun Jin remained calm and kept a safe distance from He Tingchuan. She greeted Liu Sanchen with a smile, "Brother Liu, you're here. Come in and sit down. You've come at the right time. I'm having lunch at home. There are crayfish."
Liu Sanchen glanced at the densely packed green-headed crayfish and secretly raised an eyebrow; these were no good things.
I've tried eating it before, but whether boiled or steamed, it's not tasty. The shell is too hard, and there's too little meat, so it's not worth it.
Potatoes are more filling.
"No, no, I'm just here to give Brother He movie tickets. Movie tickets are so hard to come by lately, I only managed to get tickets for a good showing today. Sister-in-law, remember to go see it." Liu Sanchen took out two movie tickets and gave them to Yun Jin.
Yun Jin smiled and took it: "The one from 3 PM, 'The Scout'?"
Liu Sanchen nodded: "Yes, it's very good. Everyone loves watching it. The effects in our cinema are better than outside. Has your sister-in-law been to the cinema to see it?"
Yun Jin almost nodded, thinking that his first wife came from the countryside and probably had only ever seen movies shown in the village; she had probably never been to a movie theater.
She shook her head sheepishly: "I haven't seen it."
"Then we can give it a try." Liu Sanchen looked at He Tingchuan, who hadn't said a word but was deftly processing the crayfish, and was secretly shocked. Their commander, who was usually so skilled at handling guns, cannons, and tanks, was actually using his precious hands to snip and snip off the heads and veins of crayfish.
That's simply...a terrible waste!
With such good hands, why did you have to chop crayfish like that!
Seeing the pained expression on Liu Sanchen's face, Yun Jin poured him a glass of water: "Why don't you go and help too?"
Liu Sanchen revealed one undamaged hand and shook his head: "Forget it, I won't trouble Brother Chuan. Sister-in-law, do you know how many people in the army envy Brother Chuan's hands?"
Yun Jin blinked, waiting for him to continue.
He Tingchuan guessed what he was going to say and coldly asked, "How much are the movie tickets?"
Liu Sanchen sensed the warning in the tone and wisely shut his mouth: "Two fifty-cent bills."
He Tingchuan was about to pay someone off to get rid of them.
Liu Sanchen refused, saying, "Brother Chuan, you don't need to pay. These are movie tickets I got with my Mid-Autumn Festival bonus. They're free."
“That’s your perk, how can I not pay you?” Yun Jin wasn’t about to take advantage of anyone for nothing. She said, “If you don’t accept money, you have to stay for lunch. Li Aiguo will be coming over later, so you can all have a get-together.”
Liu Sanchen looked at He Tingchuan.
He Tingchuan nodded slightly.
Liu Sanchen wasn't in a hurry to leave. Looking at the crayfish that had already been mostly processed, while Yun Jin went to borrow chili peppers from Sister-in-law Gao, he said to He Tingchuan, "Brother Chuan, if you're short on cash, just tell me. I haven't spent all my salary this month, and my wife is pregnant. I need to buy her some good food."
Liu Sanchen thought He Tingchuan was so poor he couldn't afford to eat meat, so he went and caught a big basin of crayfish.
A huge bowl of crayfish probably wouldn't even have a small bowl of meat; it's simply not worth it!
He Tingchuan's face darkened: "Don't worry, I'll take good care of my own wife. You can keep your salary for yourself."
He Tingchuan deftly processed the shrimp head, and as he spoke, he decisively cut off the shrimp head with a snap, making Liu Sanchen feel as if his own head had been chopped off.
He stammered, "I didn't mean to say that crayfish didn't taste good."
"Shut up, your sister-in-law won't be happy if she hears you," He Tingchuan warned. "Your sister-in-law says everything is delicious, you know that?"
Liu Sanchen wisely kept quiet.
I understand, I have to give my sister-in-law face.
Brother Chuan is still as domineering as ever. If you're so tough, show some backbone to your wife and buy some meat to eat.
What's so edible about these crayfish?
I should have eaten lunch first before coming.
Liu Sanchen had no words to express his suffering.
Yun Jin borrowed a handful of small red chilies and peeled a handful of garlic. She planned to mince the garlic, but He Tingchuan was afraid she would chop off her own hand, so he asked Liu Sanchen to mince the garlic.
Looking at Liu Sanchen, who only had one hand left, Yun Jin felt embarrassed to ask him to do any work, but He Tingchuan said, "It's okay, he can still use his hand, there's no need to pity him."
Yun Jin: "......"
This person is so hurtful.
Liu Sanchen: "......"
Brother Chuan, it has to be you! You don't even give your brother a chance to feel inferior!
With a thud, Liu Sanchen chopped garlic with one hand, earning praise from Yun Jin. He proudly raised an eyebrow, though he actually hated being treated like trash.
He's only missing one hand, not that he has no hands at all.
He can do anything within his power.
Soon, He Tingchuan finished processing the crayfish, rinsing them several times and placing them in a bamboo basket to drain. The side dishes were also prepared, and Yun Jin even brought out the soybean oil that their family hadn't used much.
In those days, soybean oil could only be bought with oil coupons.
They don't cook much, so there's a lot of leftover soybean oil.
While He Tingchuan was heating the oil in the wok, Yun Jin supervised him. She wasn't a very good cook herself, so she learned how to make crayfish by watching videos, mainly because there were many cooking videos on short video platforms.
Both spicy crayfish and garlic crayfish recipes are available.
It just so happens that she loves to eat and wants to cook for herself.
Her eyes learned the technique, but her hands didn't, which meant she knew how to do it, but couldn't recreate the taste.
"Add more oil." Yun Jin glanced at the little oil at the bottom of the pot and told He Tingchuan to add more without worry, as crayfish without oil wouldn't taste good.
This is why people these days think crayfish doesn't taste good; it's too oily and salty, and nobody wants to use too much oil.
He Tingchuan used too much oil, which made Gao's wife, who was watching from the side, feel very sorry for him. This one dish was enough for her to cook for a whole week.
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