60s: I have a store

Chapter 288 Abalone Stewed Chicken
The bicycle was loaded with large and small packages of things, but it did not delay Zhou Yimin's journey.

Zhou Yimin, who returned to Zhoujiazhuang, was soon discovered by the villagers.

When the old branch secretary heard the news that Zhou Yimin was coming, he also rushed over. From afar, he saw Zhou Yimin just entering the village entrance and gradually approaching.

"Yi Min, are you back from your business trip?"

Zhou Yimin's grandfather had already told everyone in the village about Zhou Yimin's business trip, but he didn't say where he was going. The young people in the village were very envious.

Chow Tai Fook and Chow Tai Chung knew it, but since Uncle Sixteen didn't say anything, they naturally wouldn't say anything.

"Yes! Old Party Secretary, I'm glad to see you. I brought back some local specialties for everyone in the village to taste." Zhou Yimin said.

Then he took out a few dried fish from the car and handed them over. You should know that these dried fish were not small, each weighing three or four pounds.

"And use these to improve the children's meals!" Zhou Yimin added.

He was too lazy to send the dried fish to school, and he saw someone who could do it for him, so why not do it.

The old branch secretary was used to Zhou Yimin's generosity and was no longer too upset. The pile of dried fish weighed at least thirty to fifty kilograms, and he immediately expressed his gratitude: "Yimin, on behalf of the village, I want to say thank you to you."

"What are you thanking me for? I am also a member of Zhoujiazhuang." Zhou Yimin said indifferently.

Zhou Yimin also added: "I still have to go back to see my grandpa and grandma, so I'll go back first."

After saying this, Zhou Yimin rode on his bicycle, leaving behind the old branch secretary with a pile of dried fish in his hands.

The people watching around were all staring at the dried fish next to the old branch secretary.

At this time, someone suggested: "Old Party Secretary, why don't we stew these dried fish tonight? It will be a good addition to the dish."

Although the food in Zhoujiazhuang is not bad, there is not enough meat.

"Go, go, you have to save this dried fish for eating." The old branch secretary waved his hand.

If it is dried meat that has not been stored for long, we may cook it immediately to avoid waste, but dried fish can be stored for a long time, so it must be saved for important festivals to be cooked as a dish.

After hearing this, the onlookers stopped talking.

After a while, Zhou Yimin returned home.

When the old man saw Zhou Yimin, he hurried forward to greet him: "Grandson, are you back from your business trip?"

"Yes! I got back last night. I went to report to the factory today and then rushed back." Zhou Yimin responded.

He did not tell anyone about the invention of the seat belt. He was not the kind of person who liked to show off, otherwise he would have publicized the matter long ago.

It's not good to be too ostentatious. Apart from anything else, it will be easy for enemy spies to target you. Isn't that playing with your own life?
Zhou Yimin moved all the things on the back seat of the bicycle into the room. The old man wanted to help, but Zhou Yimin refused, saying that he could move all the things by himself.

After entering, I found that Third Aunt had brought Qianqian, Laifu and others to help clean up.

"Yi Min is back." Aunt San greeted.

Zhou Yimin: "Yes! Third Aunt."

He clapped his hands, took Qianqian from Laifu, and said, "Qianqian, do you miss your brother?"

I saw Qianqian waving her two chubby little hands and making "yi, yi" sounds from her mouth.

Zhou Yimin said, "Aunt San, take these abalones and soak them in water. We are going to make abalone chicken today. Invite Uncle San back to eat."

Before coming back, he got so much seafood that he couldn't finish it all by himself, so he had to share it with everyone.

The third aunt looked at the old man. As long as the old man didn't say anything, she wouldn't dare to make the decision. "Didn't you hear what my eldest grandson said? Go quickly." The old man said.

After getting the old man's permission, Auntie Three shouted, "Laifu, go and ask your dad to come over for dinner."

When Lai Fu heard the order from his mother, he had to take action no matter how reluctant he was, otherwise he would be beaten with pork stewed with rattan sticks and his butt would probably be bruised.

I jogged all the way there, wanting to come back quickly.

Zhou Yimin put Qianqian down and took out more than a dozen abalones from the sack. These abalones were all very big. According to the classification of later generations, they should be considered double-headed abalone.

The number of abalone heads refers to the number of abalones per kilogram. The fewer the number of heads, the bigger the abalone is and the more expensive it is.

For example, three-head abalone means there are three abalones in a pound of abalone, while six-head abalone means there are six abalones in a pound of abalone.

Two-headed abalone: ​​extremely rare, known as the best quality, very expensive, there is a saying that "a two-headed abalone is worth a fortune".

Grandma Zhou Yimin was heartbroken: "Grandson, there's no need to cook so much. We can't finish it."

You have to know that in the past only the rich and powerful could afford to eat abalone. Ordinary people would not have such treatment. It must be very expensive to cook so many abalone at once.

"Don't worry, grandma. I have a big appetite and I will definitely finish it." Zhou Yimin said with a smile.

Seeing that Zhou Yimin insisted, Zhou Yimin’s grandmother stopped dissuading him.

After taking the abalone, Auntie San whispered, "Yimin, I don't know how to handle this abalone."

After saying this, she blushed a little. After all, she had never even seen such a good thing, let alone eaten it.

Zhou Yimin said: "Well, I'll tell you, and you do it!"

"Okay." Aunt San nodded, indicating that this was the only way.

Soon under Zhou Yimin's command, the abalone was processed quickly, and then a chicken was skillfully slaughtered. Fortunately, it was not a hen, otherwise Aunt San would have been heartbroken for who knows how long.

Grandma is fine, she is slowly getting used to it now.

Hens are very precious these days, and we just hope that the hens can lay more eggs and exchange them for other things.

As the hen is stewed in the pot, the aroma begins to waft out. When the chicken is almost done, throw in the processed abalone.

As soon as Uncle San came in, he asked, "What delicious food are you cooking? It smells so good."

"Abalone stewed with chicken." The old man said with heartache.

When Uncle Zhou Xuqiang heard about the abalone stewed with chicken, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and looked at the kitchen. His stomach, which was not very hungry to begin with, suddenly felt hungry.

After stewing for about another half an hour, the abalone stewed chicken was finally ready.

Just as everyone was looking at the abalone stewed chicken on the table, but the old man didn't say anything, no one dared to use the chopsticks.

"Eat!" the old man said.

The people present only then began to understand how to use chopsticks. Lai Fu couldn't help himself and immediately picked up an abalone. He didn't care that it was hot and couldn't wait to chew it, saying, "Delicious."

I didn't want to be left behind, for fear that the abalone would be eaten up by others if I was late.

After Laifang ate one, when he wanted to pick up another abalone, his third aunt hit him on the back of his hand with her chopsticks and said, "You only have one."

The little girl looked at Zhou Yimin pitifully, hoping that her big brother would do justice.

(End of this chapter)