Traveling through the ages with the hotel, being doted on by four brothers

Chapter 150 I Will Never Let Them Go
The two men first went to the rabbit farm to pick up the fifteen rabbits to be delivered today, and then turned and left.

When they arrived in the town, Xia Chan and Xia Qi split up. Xia Chan first went to the black market trading place, put down the things he wanted to sell, and then went to the black market to call people to come and inspect the goods. After they inspected the goods and gave him the money and old items, Xia Chan left.

She then went to the Red Gloves and clipped the complaint letter on the crack of the door so that people would find it directly when they came to work tomorrow morning.

However, Xia Chan also wrote in the letter about Xia Qi's father abusing the child, and blamed Xia Qi's father for everything that Xia Qi's stepmother had done. The staff could find out by simply asking around in the village, so it can be said that the content of the letter was not false.

Although Xia Qi's father might not be convicted for something that did not happen, everyone in the production team knew about it. From then on, Xia Qi's father and Widow Wang were in the center of everyone's attention, and the two of them did not dare to go too far.

Naturally, he didn't dare to get close to Xia Qi.

After finishing the work, Xia Chan slipped into the hotel suite, removed her makeup, and then went to the agreed place to find Xia Qi. Xia Qi had already sold all the things they needed to sell, and now all that was left was the goods for the state-owned restaurant.

They had to wait until the state-owned restaurant opened, so now they could only wait in a sheltered place. Even if Xia Chan wanted to go to the supply and marketing cooperative, it wouldn't work because the cooperative wasn't open yet either.

When it was light, the streets of the town gradually became noisy and lively. The two men went to the state-owned restaurant to deliver the goods, took the money and left. Xia Chan had already taken out a lot of things under the cover of the black market. Now there was nothing to buy, so the two men went straight home.

If Wang Zhisen and Liu Minmin's plan had succeeded, the five brothers and sisters would have died long ago.

So when she saw them, she felt physically uncomfortable.

Xia Qi understood what Xia Chan meant, so she put her arms around her and gave her strength.

The two of them then took a detour back home. Xia Chan didn't pay any special attention to the affairs of Xia Qi's father and Widow Wang. As long as Xia Qi didn't have a new stepmother, it was fine.

After returning home and resting for a while, Xia Chan sorted the things in the backpack. This time she did not go to the supply and marketing cooperative. She bought everything from the "Crossing Mall". This time she bought all chicken parts.

Chicken legs, chicken wing roots, chicken hearts, chicken intestines, chicken gizzards, chicken wings, and chicken feet. I was afraid that if I bought too little, there wouldn't be enough, so I bought a five-pound package of each. In the 21st century braised food shops, a braised chicken leg alone would cost eight yuan, or even more!
It’s still more cost-effective to buy the ingredients and cook it yourself.

Xia Chan took out the chicken hearts and put the rest into the large ice tank in the yard to freeze. He learned how to make the ice tank from a video. First, fill the large water tank with water, and when it freezes, it becomes a large container. Then use hot water to demold it, remove the large water tank, and it will be a large transparent ice tank.

Although the contents of one freezer tank were not enough for the five siblings to eat for the whole winter, Xia Chan often added supplies to it, just like today, when she bought so many chicken parts.

After Xia Chan thawed the chicken hearts, he cut them one by one with a knife, cleaned the blood clots inside, cut some onions and green peppers, added some spicy hot pot seasoning, and made a big pot of spicy chicken hearts.

I also brought back a casserole of pickled fish from the ice tank and put it on the stove. It boiled in a short while and was ready to eat.

During dinner, the brothers' mouths were all red from the spiciness, just like they had put on lipstick, which was particularly sexy. Although it was spicy, they still had to eat it because it was too spicy. In the following days, except for the four brothers who took turns to sell goods and help the production team deliver goods to the state-owned restaurant, everyone stayed at home for the winter.

Qin Hongmei also told Xia Chan that after the old couple in the old house were seen at the clinic, they moved directly into Xia Qi's father's house and asked Xia Qi's stepmother's daughter to take care of them. Although they were injured and couldn't beat anyone, they cursed at home every day, causing neighbors on both sides to report the situation to the team leader. The team leader came and said that if they made trouble again, he would report it directly to the police. Anyway, the reputation of the production team had been ruined by Xia Qi's father, and he didn't mind if it happened again.

The old couple in the old house were really scared at this time.

Qin Hongmei patted Xia Chan's hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, they are so scared that they don't dare to come to you. Even if they scold you, they scold Xia Baozhu's mother and never mention you once."

Xia Chan sneered, "I'm grown up now and can seek justice for my parents. As long as they want to get involved with us, I will seek justice for my parents and will never let them go."

None of the people in the old house are good.

As long as they dared to have any intentions towards the three of them, Xia Chan would definitely give them the most brutal counterattack.

Her parents were weak and were bullied because they were soft-hearted, but she was not soft-hearted, and no one could let her suffer.

Soon it was the twelfth month and everyone started preparing for the New Year. Every day in Xia Chan's family was no different from other people's New Year celebrations, and the brothers were very diligent. They cleaned the house every day and did no major cleaning.

At the end of December, the village slaughters the New Year pig. The pigs raised at this time are black native pigs. They are not big, but the meat is delicious. It is difficult to buy them in the 21st century, and many people go to the mountains to buy pork.

The Yong'an Production Team raised a total of four pigs. Originally, they were supposed to hand over two of the task pigs, but the task pigs had already been handed over during the previous hunting trip, so all four pigs belonged to the village.

Two were sold and the other two were killed for meat.

There were only two pigs, so there wasn't much offal left, so we added sauerkraut, pig blood and other things to make a pig-killing dish, and gave each family a little. In fact, the taste of this big pot of food was really good, and even the soup tasted good.

The New Year pig was not distributed according to household status, but according to everyone's work points. Five people in Xia Chan's family received work points, which was quite a lot, but they only got five kilograms of pork. However, this local pork was more delicious, so Xia Chan kept it for eating fresh.

When my brother brought back the butchered vegetables, I poured the butchered vegetables into a casserole and put them on the stove to heat. After the dumplings were cooked, each person took a big spoonful of the butchered vegetables and divided them up. They were hot. The dumplings and butchered vegetables are mixed together, and the taste is really amazing.

There are not so many seasonings in this era, and the original flavor can be made so delicious. The aunt in charge of making pig-killing dishes in the village is really good at her craftsmanship. It is not like the braised cooking made by Xia Chan, but for the complete seasonings. , it simply won’t taste that good.

Xia Chan still has a certain understanding of her cooking skills. Her cooking really relies on seasonings.