Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 50: Boiled Vegetables and Black Flour Pancakes

Xu Qinghuan was also quite surprised when he got the receipt. He didn't expect Jiang Xingye's handwriting to be so beautiful, with strong strokes and full of style.

She carefully folded the receipt and put it in her pocket, taking the opportunity to put it in the study of the Space Silver Light Palace.

This was written by a future big shot himself, and it might fetch a sky-high price at a Sotheby's auction in the future.

Jiang Xingye also handed the key to Xu Qinghuan, "The house has been cleaned up, you can move in!"

After saying that, he turned around and went into his adobe house.

The captain was planning to ask her sons to clean up the house inside and out. But when she looked through the crack in the door, she saw that the yard was clean. When did her nephew do it?
It's really surprising.

However, this is also a good thing. He is finally willing to step into this yard.

The captain did not stay long. He told Xu Qinghuan to be careful about safety while living here and to lock the doors and windows. He would check the house inside and out tomorrow and tell him if there was anything that needed repairs, and he would arrange for someone to repair it.

After Xu Qinghuan thanked him, he took Yu Xiaomin to open the door and took a look at the house where she would live in the future.

Behind the high wall is a garden of about half an acre. There is also a grape tree at the corner of the wall on the south side. It is invaded by weeds and harmed by pests, so it does not grow very well, but it does produce some fruit.

All the half-human-high weeds have been cleared and piled in one place. After being exposed to the sun for a day, they will wilt. Once the moisture is dried, they can be used to start a fire.

There is a pressure well in the northeast corner, and two large water tanks are placed under the eaves, which can be used for both water and fire prevention.

There are two stoves on the left and right sides of the door, with two pots on top and the lids complete.

There is a long table against the north wall, an octagonal table, and two chairs neatly arranged. The layout of the rooms on the left and right is the same, with kangs in the north and south. There is a reclining cabinet against the wall in the east room, and a kangqin is placed on each kang.

There is a double cupboard against the wall in the west room, a bench in front of the cupboard, and a reclining cupboard next to it. The kang on the north side is slightly narrower, and there is a kang table on the kang on the south side.

Two rooms were dragged out at the back. One had a bluestone floor and judging by the furnishings in the room, it should be used for bathing. The other room was used for storage and could also be used as a guest room. There was a kang on the south side with a kang piano on it and a small kang table.

Behind it is a vegetable garden of about one acre and a chicken coop in the southwest corner.

The courtyard wall, also made of stone, is two or three meters high. The top of the wall is covered with thorns, lush and green, and sharpened bamboo sticks can be vaguely seen.

There is no doubt about the safety.

Xu Qinghuan felt that one dollar a month was too little.

Also, why does Jiang Xingye live in a mud house when there are blue brick and tile houses like this?
Without thinking, Xu Qinghuan knew that this involved the privacy of the future boss, so he naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to ask.

"Xiaomin, do you want to move in and live with us?" Xu Qinghuan asked again.

Yu Xiaomin shook her head. "No, if all three of us move out, we'll be completely in the dark about anything that happens at the educated youth center. Besides, this place isn't far from the educated youth center. It's only a few steps away, so it's quite convenient."

Xu Qinghuan didn't force it.

She locked the door, and the two returned to the educated youth camp. The old educated youth were eating, and the new educated youth gathered in the kitchen. Chen Dewen was cooking and asked Xu Qinghuan, "I put some food out for you. If you don't want to eat it, I'll return it to you later."

Xu Qinghuan hurriedly said, "Eat it. It's so hard to eat the meal you cooked, why not eat it?"

Chen Dewen smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and opened the lid of the pot. There was a pot of vegetables cooking inside. There was a two-grain flour pancake stuck to the edge of the pot. It was a mixture of cornmeal and buckwheat flour, with a little black flour added, making it look black.

There was a sweet aroma of grain, but it certainly didn't whet one's appetite. "Qinghuan, is the cart going well?" Lu Nianying asked with a smile, lifting a strand of hair from her temples and tucking it behind her ear.

Xu Qinghuan glanced at her and didn't want to answer, "What's it to you?"

Lu Nianying suddenly felt aggrieved. "I just want to care about you, Qinghuan. I've already written to Mom and told her that we're in the same educated youth camp. Mom is going to send me a package, and there will definitely be a share for you."

Xu Qinghuan sneered. Lu Nianying really knew how to attack people. It was a pity that she had already figured out the topic about her parents in her previous life.

"Next time you write to me, please tell your mother that she is dead and no longer alive. She doesn't need to worry about me anymore!" Xu Qinghuan said.

Lu Nianying was shocked. She held her chin with both hands, imitating the heart-holding gesture of Xi Shi. "Qinghuan, how could you curse your mother? How have I ever wronged you? Even if I didn't raise you, I gave birth to you. Isn't that enough of a debt of gratitude?"

Xu Qinghuan suppressed her nausea. "It's been less than three months since my father died. When she was serving her new husband, in my eyes, she was already dead. If you still have any filial piety, don't always drag her in front of me to whip her corpse."

Also, I'm warning you again, you'd better stay away from me. I'm emotionally unstable and prone to violence. If I beat you up, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Dai Yifeng asked, "Is it cooked?"

"It's cooked!" Chen Dewen turned the pancake over, then broke it with a spatula and looked at the color inside. It had changed color, so he concluded that it was cooked.

Each person gets two flatbreads and a shovel of boiled beans and cucumbers.

The beans and cucumbers were picked from the private plots of the educated youth. The vegetable garden was a large area behind the mountain. It was not well maintained and the vegetables grew sparsely.

The flour used to make the pancakes is the rations we just received today, and we have to eat them until the harvest season when we get our rations.

Starting from mid-August, Heilongjiang Province entered the harvest season, and everyone began to rush to harvest and plant. The really tiring time was concentrated in August, September and October. Until all the grain was stored in the warehouse and the public grain and purchase tasks were completed, the remaining grain would be distributed as food rations according to the distribution system of 70% labor per person and 30% work per person.

Thirty kilograms of food was obviously not enough to last that time.

Xu Qinghuan packed her own portion into a lunch box. The old educated youth had finished their meal and had vacated the tables and chairs. She and Yu Xiaomin sat on a bench. Although they were starving, the flatbread tasted really bad.

There were also boiled vegetables, and Xu Qinghuan suspected that not even salt was added.

She took a few bites and couldn't finish it. Seeing Yu Xiaomin eating happily, she felt a little sorry for this silly girl.

She ate half a pancake and originally wanted to give the rest to Yu Xiaomin, but when she thought about returning the rations later and this silly girl might ask to help her pay them back, she gave up the idea.

Just as he was hesitating, thinking about how to not eat this meal, Kong Lijuan sneered at the side, "Some people are really capitalist. They can't even eat such delicious bread. They are trying to break away from the working class!"

Kong Lijuan kept watching Xu Qinghuan's every move. After all, she had lost a hundred dollars. Even the murderer of her father did not deserve such hatred from her.

Her original intention was to talk about Xu Qinghuan. Seeing Xu Qinghuan's expression, which was more uncomfortable than eating a fly, Kong Lijuan felt that it would be unworthy of her hundred dollars if she didn't add insult to injury.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she said this, everyone looked up at her. Zheng Siqi felt even more uncomfortable and slammed the lunch box heavily on the table.

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