Hard times have room

Chapter 339 Sending Dried Sweet Potatoes
"Look at the letter in my hand, it was written by Hongdong, and no one has any words in it, just two pieces of paper, where they are now and how they are doing now."

"I can tell you that the place they are staying is a little far away, in a place called Hutoou Ao, where they cut down trees and dig stones, and they can eat seven or eight minutes a day. I wrote back to let us not worry. ."

There is a small iron mine, not only the people from Shanghe Village, but also the people who smoke from Niujia Village. Although the food is better than at home, it is not enough, and the labor intensity is not an order of magnitude. Yes, very hard work.

"The letter also said that it may take more than two months to come back during the Chinese New Year. They are doing well now, don't worry."

"If anyone wants to send a message to the family, wait for the evening, go to my house, and I will write it for you one by one."

"If you want to bring something, you have to pay the shipping fee. I don't know how much. Send it first, and the secretary and I will hold the money first. When we come back, how much will it cost?"

In the end, Wang Bolin, who had been standing by as an invisible man, was still dragged into the water by Xu Aiguo.

In fact, it's not like pulling the water, the two of them have been in the same pit all the time.

He and Wang Bolin can bring someone to help with the message and send things. This is the time when cadres like them need to stand up. It's what they should do, otherwise, what do they want them to do.

As for how many people want to send things, and how much to send, it's up to them, and he won't interfere.

Anyway, he was going to send some things. It's cold now, so he has to prepare cotton clothes and pants first, and bring some food.

Even if you tighten your belt at home, you should save it and send it to them, otherwise you won't worry!
Going out is difficult, this sentence is not just talk.

"Okay, let's go now, do the work, prepare the things, and prepare the things. The next morning, Berlin and I will ride an ox cart to the town. If we have something, we will take it tomorrow night or before. I can come to my house, don't worry, I will send it to you well."

"By the way, remember to write your name on it, or leave something recognizable in it, although it's unlikely to be confused, just in case!"

"What we do at home is very simple, don't take it too much trouble."

What can move and what cannot move, even if he is old now, he will not be confused.

The current food is indeed valuable, and the family is definitely short of food, but this hand must not be stretched out. When I come back, I will know everything clearly.

When Paulin heard Xu Aiguo's words, she didn't go out either. Originally, she planned to visit the woods in the back mountain, but now, she should go home.

Although she was standing on the periphery just now, no one was talking small words, everyone listened very seriously, and Xu Aiguo's voice was not small, and she could still hear it clearly.

Now she wants to go home and prepare something for her parents. As soon as Xu Aiguo said that she was bringing something, she thought of what to bring to her parents.

That's right, it's dried sweet potatoes, cut into small pieces, and dry them in the sun. If it doesn't work, and there's not enough time, you can only use an iron pan to dry them.

The fried rice can't be done right now, and she doesn't know that the package will be delayed for a few days on the road, and the fried rice won't last long. If it's the same as this time, it will take about [-] days to deliver it on the road, and it will be damaged long ago.

As soon as she got home, Paulin was busy with her work. First, she went to the Daqing River to fetch water. She brought back a lot of water at one time and filled up the big tank at home.

Then take the sweet potatoes out of the space, wash them one by one, and set them aside.

Put two scoops of water in the iron pot and put it on the fire. When the water is a little hot, put the sweet potatoes in, cover the pot, and simmer.

After half an hour, I felt that the time was almost up, so I took a chopstick at the top, picked a large sweet potato, and inserted it.

If it feels very easy, it is thoroughly cooked, if there is some obstruction, then steam for a while.

Pauline inserted them one by one with chopsticks and placed them in a clean wooden tub.

Pauline didn't waste the remaining sugar water in the pot, she used a big bowl to hold it.

During the drying process, Paulin added water to the fire and steamed a pot. The iron pot at home was a bit small. Paulin wanted to send more to her parents at one time, as long as it was dry.

She doesn't know when she will go to school, so take advantage of this time to send more to the past, and her parents will eat more there.

The fire is burning here, and Pauline is washing the dustpan at home over there. Both of them are cleaned. That's not enough. The rest can only be collected from the stool and wood at home. However, she will brush it very clean. .

When she was done washing and the second pot was ready, Pauline lifted the lid and let them dry by themselves.

Holding the kitchen knife at home, Pauline started at the first pot of sweet potatoes, which had become not hot at all.

Cut thin slices, this is really thin. She is not very good at cutting, so she can only cut slowly by feeling. If it is thick or lame, it will be re-cut into thin strips.

Filled with a dustpan, move out, dry it, and replace it with the next one.

In short, the final result was that her back was sore after cutting two pots of sweet potatoes.

But it's all dried up, the weather is okay now, it's not as vicious as summer, and now it's a warm feeling when it shines on people, which makes people feel very mild.

In the next time, she didn't go to pick up firewood, and just got busy working in the vegetable field behind the house.

The main thing is to pull weeds. If it is summer, I have to catch worms. Now I don’t need it. Basically, they all retreat into the nest. Even if there are not many, they don’t pose much threat.

In the evening, the sun went down, and she was not idle, baking dried sweet potatoes at home!

After three or four hours of drying, the sweet potatoes that were originally soft and waxy have become a little tough, but they are not enough. They will be sent to the village tomorrow, and she can only process them.

That's right, it's processing and baking.

She doesn't know exactly how to do it. After all, she has never done this before, and she has no experience, but if she explores slowly, there will always be a way.

First set the pot, stick the dried sweet potatoes on it one by one, then set it on fire, slowly burn it with a very small fire, and turn it over by feeling, first turn it over once every few tens of seconds, and increase with the baking time. , the interval between turning over is shortened, as long as it is not sticky.

For the first pot, Pauline only ordered ten dollars. Try it first, if it doesn't work, think of other ways.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true. The baked dried sweet potatoes have a faint burnt aroma. They are very crispy and delicious than sun-dried ones.

The next day, when the sun was high enough, Pauline took out the dried sweet potatoes that had been dried yesterday, and dried them again. It depends on how hot the sun is.

(End of this chapter)