Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 768 Chapter 767 Busy as a Top

After making the crispy fish, Tang Zhitong scooped out two of them with a shovel, and then sent them to Gao Dashan along with the fishing rod and bucket.

As soon as Tang Zhitong left, the smell of the crispy fish was no longer suppressed and slowly drifted out. Wang Jingmin kept sniffing and his saliva was secreted uncontrollably.

"Mom! I'll go serve the food! Let's eat when my brother-in-law comes back?" With delicious food in front of him, Wang Jingmin was very enthusiastic and immediately stood up to express his opinion.

After Ye Zhijuan nodded, Wang Jingmin ran into the kitchen happily and carried out rice one batch after another, so that everyone had a portion.

When Tang Zhitong came back, not only the rice had been served on the table, but the fish had also been served on a plate by Wang Jingmin.

"Wow, you are eating this with chopsticks? I forgot to tell you to use a spatula." The fish looked miserable, with some of them already separated head and tail. It was hard for people with obsessive compulsive disorder to see.

"The incense made by my brother-in-law won't be affected even if it breaks!" Jingmin put the plate on the table and said confidently.

"Your little mouth is as sweet as honey. If you say the same thing to your sister, how many fewer beatings will you get?" Tang Zhitong laughed when he heard what his brother-in-law said, but at the same time he was given a cold look by his classmate Xiao Wang.

"Mom! Let's eat?" Jingmin asked impatiently without waiting for his brother-in-law to reply.

"Well, let's eat." Although the crispy fish on the plate did not look good, Ye Zhijuan smelled very good. It was obviously a step better than the food at her unit.

As soon as Ye Zhijuan said it was time to eat, the children started eating. There was no choice but to eat because the food smelled too good. It was like a person who had been hungry for three months suddenly seeing a pot of cooked braised pork. Being able to maintain their appearance was already a suppression of etiquette.

There was only one grass carp in the crispy fish. Due to its strong earthy smell, it was not the best ingredient for making crispy fish. Tang Zhitong picked it up with a rice bowl, took a bite, and found it tasted okay, just average.

The crispy fish that is fried first and then stewed not only has the aroma of oil, but the slightly harder parts such as the scales, fish bones, and fish head are already crispy and soft like mud. It truly melts in your mouth. When you pick it up with chopsticks, it will break into two pieces with a little force. Even an old man without teeth can swallow it just by pressing with his tongue and palate.

Tang Zhitong chewed the fish and thought it would be better if the earthy smell was a little lighter. When it comes to dealing with fishy smell, the most admirable one is the West Lake Vinegar Fish at Louwailou 298.

Many people say that West Lake Vinegar Fish is not delicious. Tang Zhitong disagrees with this statement. In fact, this dish is very delicious if it is cooked carefully.

West Lake Vinegar Fish is tender, juicy, sweet and sour. You have to use grass carp from West Lake, which should not be too big, about one catty and two taels is just right.

Be careful when handling the fish. Drain the blood, remove the teeth, black film, mucus, and fins. Then cut the fish in half and marinate it with salt, pepper, onion, ginger, and cooking wine for about a quarter of an hour.

Take it step by step and don't miss anything, otherwise you will not be able to do justice to these premium ingredients.

When cooking, only use low heat and the water should not boil.

The sauce before serving must not be made with ordinary rice vinegar, but with the slightly sweet rice vinegar produced in Zhenjiang. Flour must not be used for thickening, but cornstarch must be used.

After the dish is served, take a photo, check in, and taste it to complete the task. Then pick up the plate and pour the grass carp with the earthy smell stimulated by the rice vinegar into the West Lake.

Where you came from is where you will go, dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Any hesitation for a second is disrespectful to the chef.

Please note that there are two important points here. First, you cannot throw away the plates, or you will have to pay for it. Second, you must choose a window seat in Louwailou to make it convenient to pour the fish into the lake.

It is said that there is no delicious food in the old city, but with the example of Hangzhou, the old city cannot even be ranked. Su Dongpo traveled to so many places and wrote about so many delicious foods, but only when he came to Hangzhou did he learn how to cook!
At least Wang Jingmin was very satisfied with Tang Zhitong's improved version of the crispy fish. He ate two large bowls of rice with the fish and the soup. When he wanted to get a third bowl of rice, Xiao Wang stopped him: "That's enough, no more eating!"

"Brother-in-law, please take care of your wife." Faced with blood suppression, Jingmin didn't dare to move, but he was very tough and complained to his sister with a bowl in his hand.

Tang Zhitong was like an old monk in meditation, deaf and blind, with the only thing in his mind being the rice in his hand.

"Mom, I'm not full!" Seeing that he could not rely on his brother-in-law, Jingmin began to ask Director Ye for help.

"Eat less. Next time you want to eat, ask your brother-in-law to help you cook." Ye Zhijuan knew her son's appetite very well. He had already eaten more than the recommended amount tonight. She was not worried about not having enough food at home, but she was worried about upsetting her son's stomach. She heard from her eldest daughter that her son ate too much at the Tang family during the Chinese New Year, and her son-in-law rubbed his stomach for half the night.

Seeing Jingmin's aggrieved expression, Tang Zhitong calculated the number of fish he caught this time and said, "There should be some fish in the pot, right? I'll save them for you and have another meal tomorrow."

"No, mom told you to take it back to Fengzhi." Although Jingmin was craving for fish, he answered without thinking since his friend had nothing to say.

"No. You finally managed to cook fish, you can't not bring some back." Ye Zhijuan also disagreed with Tang Zhitong's proposal. After that, she taught her son: "Jingmin, I will tell you another truth today. If you want to achieve great things in the future, you can't be too greedy."

Jingmin seemed to understand, but Tang Zhitong knew that this was not the insight that ordinary parents could have, and the mother-in-law had high expectations for her brother-in-law.

But according to my mother-in-law's standards, it seems that a half-baked cook like me will never achieve anything great in the future?

Jingmin ultimately failed to have his third bowl of rice. After the meal, Tang Zhitong reported to Director Ye about Ding Jianhui’s letter to her. This was a connection made by Director Ye, and it was necessary for her to be informed of the developments.

Because his brother-in-law discovered that the couple was growing strawberries in the morning, Tang Zhitong was so nervous and embarrassed that he forgot about it.

Ye Zhijuan was very satisfied with the way her son-in-law handled the matter. Not only did he give Ding Jianhui a way out, but he also established a relationship with him. Of course, his own face must have been involved, otherwise he would not have told her about this.

After receiving praise from Director Ye, the couple took a few crispy fish that Ye Zhijuan had specially reserved for them, went to the Women's Federation to get a cat climbing frame, and rushed to the East Flower Market.

There were few people on the street, and the street lamps emitted dim lights, like a tiny firefly in the dark night, which could only illuminate the road surface around the lamp poles. Even so, there would be one or even two street lamps that were not lit every few lamp poles. I didn't know if it was because of the limited production of light bulbs, or because the maintenance staff didn't think it was troublesome to climb up and down to replace them.

If it is the latter, it seems that the foot buckle can also be used in this regard.

Fortunately, there is moonlight today, so I can see the road more clearly.

After leaving Wangfujing Street, Tang Zhitong looked around and found that this east-west avenue was much better. There was not a single off street lamp within the visible range.

After leaving Chongwenmen, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, and even the lights in the residents' homes became sparse. Xiao Wang had been holding it in for a whole day, and finally couldn't help it at this moment, and complained to her husband: "Don't do that again in the future, and make me get scolded by my mother."

"Okay, okay. Then I'll go a little lower next time so that mom can't see it anymore, right?" Tang Zhitong didn't want to give up. The joy of the boudoir would be much less fun without interaction.

"Hate~" Xiao Wang accepted her husband's suggestion. Her husband is busy with all kinds of things every day and still has to use some actions to make himself feel more pleasant. Even if he wants to quit this feeling subjectively, his body will protest silently.

When they got home, it was already past eight o'clock. Tang Zhitong put down his bicycle and wanted to see the progress of the swallows' nesting, but it was pitch black in the doorway and he couldn't see clearly. After entering the house and handing the crispy fish to Zhang Guifang, Tang Zhitong wanted to install the cat climbing frame tonight, but he gave up after opening it and taking a look.

When drawing the blueprints, Tang Zhitong only drew finished pictures of several different styles of cat climbing frames without drawing each component one by one. Firstly, he was not familiar enough with this kind of carpentry work, and secondly, he did not want to waste his brainpower on it.

But Tang Zhitong underestimated everyone's enthusiasm for earning foreign exchange these days. For the cat climbing frames for export, the craftsmen chose the best wood and the workmanship was not sloppy. The good wood and good craftsmanship naturally used mortise and tenon structures.

The mortise and tenon structure is not only labor-intensive and time-consuming to make, but also requires skills to install.

Tang Zhitong scratched his head, put a pile of wood under the eaves, and planned to install it after get off work tomorrow.

Back in the room, Tang Zhitong took out a small notebook and wrote down his first suggestion for the cat climbing frame: change the mortise and tenon joints to iron nails or screws for reinforcement.

The reason is briefly stated below: cat climbing frames should make owners feel involved, but the difficulty of this participation should not be artificially increased.

The second suggestion is to use ordinary pine wood instead. The reason is naturally that it is cheap. Cheap wood plus cheap labor will be competitive and can avoid the rapid emergence of competing products to the greatest extent.

As for the possible concerns among customers regarding the quality of the wood, Tang Zhitong has also thought of a reason: pine wood is moderately soft and hard, and is friendly to the cat's paws without hurting them!

Anyway, the cat can't talk, so if people say not to hurt it, then don't hurt it, right?

Maybe because he drove too long last night and had too little rest time, Tang Zhitong started yawning after he finished writing and fell asleep early.

When Tang Zhitong woke up, it was already April 4th. He felt refreshed. After getting up, he went to the gate to take a look at the self-built house of Yan Zi and his wife.

Although the self-built house did not have the approval of the owner, the construction speed was very fast. Tang Zhitong felt that it would be almost habitable within today. He just didn't know whether Yan Zi would be able to ventilate and dry the house before moving in.

Breakfast is still steamed bread, but the side dish has been changed to the crispy fish that the couple brought back last night. Now that the temperature is slowly rising, stir-fried dishes can no longer be kept. In order to avoid spoilage, it is safer to keep them in the stomach.

Before going out in the morning, Tang Zhitong specially packed two large bags of toon sprout pickles.

These pickles were meant for Zhang Jinbo and Kong Yiqun. When Zhang Guifang heard that it was a colleague of her son's unit who gave them the pickles privately in order to help her family bring back some pickled vegetables from Andong, she wanted to pack two more bags, but was stopped by Tang Zhitong, who thought that slow and steady wins the race.

After parting with classmate Xiao Wang at the gate of Beijing Library, Tang Zhitong put two bags of pickles into the space and went to the Post and Telecommunications College.

"Teacher Tang, there's another letter for you." As soon as he entered the classroom, Luo Zhiping handed the letter over and said teasingly with a wink, "You've received a lot of letters recently. Are they letters from your admirers?"

"Go away, you have unhealthy thoughts all day long. These are all work letters." Although he was just complained by classmate Xiao Wang about the "strawberry planting" incident, it did not affect Tang Zhitong's righteous words and scolding of Luo Zhiping.

"Oh, I get it. There is no distinction between men and women in work letters. We are all comrades." Luo Zhiping's hormones were obviously unbalanced, and he continued to tease Tang Zhitong with a sly look.

"The teacher is here, class is about to start." Tang Zhitong took the opportunity when the teacher entered the classroom to poke Luo Zhiping on the shoulder and asked him to turn his head away.

With such a funny classmate, Tang Zhitong planned to pay special attention to see if there were any strawberry marks on Luo Zhiping's neck.

However, this kind of thing should just be done as a joke in the dormitory behind closed doors, and should not be expanded to a wider scope, especially when it involves female classmates in the class.

Luo Zhiping's words really reminded Tang Zhitong that young people these days are very depressed. Not only are their phone calls not free, but even their correspondence is not free. They want to find someone to talk to, but they don't know who to send their thoughts to because there is no such thing as "pen pals" at the moment.

Tang Zhitong wondered if he could bring this up with Hao Ren. In addition to funding from above, the biggest source of income for the post office was postage. As long as they developed pen pals, the post office would have more money, and they would probably be able to get by better in the disaster years, right?

The teacher was giving a lecture at the classroom. Tang Zhitong opened the letter and took a look at it.

The letter was from Ding Jianhui, in which he readily agreed to let Tang Zhitong ask him to verify the invention, and repeatedly assured that he would complete the task, while also complaining a lot.

It’s not that line maintenance work is difficult, but that this job is not understood.

Someone introduced him to two girls, but when the girls heard that they were doing this, they rejected them.

According to the matchmaker, the girl thought the job was too dangerous and didn't want to face a man with missing limbs or be a widow in the future.

Tang Zhitong smiled after reading it. If everything the matchmaker said was true, then the girl was quite honest. At least she didn't think about getting a divorce at that time.

After putting down the letter, Tang Zhitong began to think about the foot buckle. The drawings had been completed, but which company should he find to process it?
I worked as a deliveryman for half a year, but the little reputation I earned was hardly used to do anything for myself. Most of it was used to realize inventions.

Tang Zhitong scratched his head. He was busy like a top all day long, serving the people wholeheartedly!

During the break, Tang Zhitong went to find Zhou Zheng, mainly to ask Teacher Zhou to help discuss Tang Rong's college entrance examination application issue. Professional matters should be handled by professional people.

"What are your sister's scores and rankings in the mock exam?" Tang Zhitong wanted to ask for something, and Zhou Zheng didn't hesitate. He unscrewed the pen cap, opened the notebook and prepared to take notes.

Tang Zhitong told Teacher Zhou about Tang Rong's grades and ranking in the letter, and hinted, "Teacher Zhou, I want her to come to Sijiucheng to study at a university. It doesn't matter if the school is a little bit off. The most important thing is to be safe."

Tang Zhitong was content to be able to choose a suitable school. As for the major, his personal intentions did not allow for much choice in the next few years as there were many variables.

"Okay, I'll contact my friends, inquire about the situation in previous years, and give you a few options as soon as possible." After writing it down, Zhou Zheng solemnly promised Tang Zhitong.

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Zhou."

Since the college entrance examination was introduced, filling out the application form has gradually become a science. Some people take advantage of the information gap to make a fortune, while others, although they have scored very high in the exam, can only fail to be admitted or have to repeat the year.

This information gap concerns Tang Rong's lifelong happiness. Tang Zhitong naturally would not just express his gratitude verbally, but he also had no plans to give her anything right away.

Teacher Zhou Zheng is a straightforward scholar. If he were to openly take out money, food coupons or other things now, he would feel like he was making a deal.

After a few days, they would come to visit under the pretext of celebrating a festival or hunting wild game, and then it would become a teacher-student friendship, and spread the word and become a good story...

(End of this chapter)