Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 157

"Tingting, what are you doing?" Zhou Zhi came over with a stainless steel basin to fetch green beans and sweet potatoes and pumpkins. Seeing Jiang Shuyi's nervous and embarrassed face, she wondered why this little girl, Tingting, should have such lethality.
"Sister Shuyi and the others will take pictures if you take them with you, but not with me!"

Only then did Zhou Zhi remember that Guan Tingting had seen photos of them going to Fubao at Zhou Zhi's home, and she had been jealous of their photos with the celebrities at that time, but now she had an outburst.

"Hey!" Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Tingting, don't make trouble, isn't that going to a scenic spot to play, it's different from the current situation, now this is... ah, you just treat it as a relative, and you still have a camera when you visit relatives? "

"But it's true that I left in a hurry and lacked consideration. I apologize to Tingting." There is still a way to coax the child Zhou Zhi: "Go, let me make you something good, and you won't blame me after you eat it."

"what?"

"Teach you how to make a fire, and by the way, burn sweet potatoes, burn potatoes."

"This is fun!" Guan Tingting immediately stopped making trouble for the camera.

Withdraw the firewood, use a shovel to shovel the ashes out of a hole, put the potatoes on the lower layer and put the sweet potatoes on the upper layer, then cover them with the ashes, restore the firewood, and start steaming the meat on the cauldron.

Guan Tingting is a very smart little girl, and Zhou Zhi soon taught her how to build firewood, deliver firewood, and control fire, and soon there was a beautiful fire worker in the kitchen who worked happily.

The hogweed had already been cooked in the big pot on the other side, and the rice bran was scooped out before cooking began.

Jiachuan farmers eat drained rice. After the rice is boiled until it still has a little hard rice core, it is scooped into a Shau Kei, and the rice soup is filtered out, and then steamed with a steamer.

The sister-in-law did this by the way, Zhou Zhi called Yang He, and the two carried pig food to feed the pigs, chopped leaves and mixed them with bran, and fed the chickens and ducks, then turned back and joined the team Inside, listen to Lao Yangtou explain the story of this old house.

How beautiful is this old house?The stone water tanks behind the house are exquisitely carved with fish playing with lotus leaves, and the square bricks used to install window lattices on the top and bottom of each window are exquisitely carved.

There are also carved beams and painted buildings on the room, most of which are opera stories, only [-]% of which Zhou Zhi can understand clearly, and it was only after he came several times that he heard Lao Yang's whole story.

This old house is well preserved. The fundamental reason is that Lao Yangtou was generous in the past, and there are still a lot of IOUs from relatives and neighbors around him that the family has not been able to honor. The rent has not yet been collected, and the silk and satin shops in the city are still the main business, and they have also engaged in public-private partnerships. Therefore, the final composition is still small national capitalists, belonging to a class that can be united, so it has been retained.

Baimi Township is similar to the old Wu’s family, but the old Wu’s family is now developing in Yuzhou. After the policy was implemented, the government even notified the old Wu’s family to take over the old house. As a result, Wu Chenxiu directly said no, and you can handle it as you like. All right.

Old Yangtou said that the house was better than his own, and the structure of the rich family was so barren that weasels were about to enter it.

Old Yangtou was also a person who traveled across rivers and seas back then. The existence of Qingshui Paoge with gold belts, went down to Kuizhou, up to Shudu, and along the Hongshui River, he used boats to do business and sell silk and satin. The story in the old season, once the Longmen array was set up, everyone listened with gusto.

While listening to the story, Zhou Zhi found out a set of bamboo mahjong, which seemed to be quite old. Old Yang Tou said triumphantly that they played this kind of mahjong back then. It is yellow croaker Yinyang, shredded Yunnan hookah smoked.

Since these things are usually carried out in brothels, they start with old cousins ​​and fellow villagers who have played tea rounds a few times.

Zhou Zhi's face turned pale when he heard these words, and Mu Ruyun asked, "Uncle, what is Dachawei?"

Old Yangtou said: "Just inviting a few brothers to play cards and hold flower wine can be regarded as paving face for acquaintances and opening up contacts. At the same time, it is also showing one's own strength and preparing for the next step with acquaintances."

It can't be done, the story is developing in a direction that is not suitable for children. Fortunately, the little girl Guan Tingting is still burning happily in the kitchen. Zhou Zhi is determined to fight back and scolds Mu Ruyun, who is already showing envy on her face: " No matter how much whoring is like falling in love, it is also spending money, old Mu, what are you doing with such an idiotic expression?"

Then he winked his eyes at Old Yang, and asked loudly: "Uncle, you are so familiar with the routine, you think you didn't need much help at that time?"

It is also rare for Old Yang to have the opportunity to show off his past. He said it was too much just now, and now he suddenly came back to his senses. He was so scared that he quickly looked outside the house. Fortunately, his cousin was not there. It’s useless for me to hold this mahjong, if you like the elbow, I’ll give it to you.”

"Come on, I'd love to hear stories about you playing cards in a brothel."

"Elbow...don't make trouble, there is no such story for you..."

At this time, the sister-in-law came over: "Dad, why did you turn to the back? The tamales are steamed, and dinner is ready."

It was not Zhou Zhi's turn to show off the few remaining vegetarian dishes, so Yang and his mother undertook this task.

The steamed pork with rice flour should be slightly dry and not runny. It is important to serve it with a garlic dipping plate, and because the flour and fatty meat are sticky in the mouth, it is most suitable to be served with porridge or drained rice to make rice soup.

Fortunately there are.

Guan Tingting is not as picky as Elder Brother Elbow, she doesn’t even eat the delicious steamed pork first, she eats a roasted sweet potato with relish, and even reaches out to slap Elder Elder Brother’s idea of ​​trying to take a roasted potato away from her

Without it, labor is fruitful.

Yang and his family seldom eat such a big meal. Originally, his brother and sister-in-law had a baby named Mingming, but they went to grandma’s house today and couldn’t eat any good food.

I opened a bottle of head song when I was growing fat intestines before, and now I continue to drink it.

Old Yang's family is not very good at drinking, so they didn't dare to go too far. According to Zhou Zhi's plan, one or two per person.

This meal was quite good, but it was a bit late. By the time everyone had eaten and drunk, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Yang He started to fetch hot water, while Yang and his mother and sister-in-law started to make the bed, clean the sheets, fetch quilts, and arrange for the girls to rest.

Jiang Shuyi and Zhang Xinyi were comfortably warming their feet in a large basin. Jiang Shu saw that Zhou Zhi, Su Datou, and Mu Ruyun were all busy, and asked curiously, "Zhou Zhi, what are you doing?"

Zhou Zhi was sawing the bamboo tube, and Su Datou was in charge of stuffing bamboo shavings into the bamboo tube, filling the inside with kerosene, and then blocking it with the wrapped cloth.

Lao Mu dug out a handful of sharpened thin steel wires, took a few bamboo sticks, and tied a few steel wires to the ends of each bamboo stick.

The three of them occasionally interacted with each other, but they didn't speak. They cooperated so well that they seemed to know what to do next.

Hearing Jiang Shuyi's question, Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "I'm going to shoot eels in a while. We're making torches and needle guns. Whether we can add a dish tomorrow depends on tonight's harvest."

(End of this chapter)