Yoshida Mii

Chapter 178

Dongbao made a simple plan for the three tile-roofed houses at the back of the shop. The main room in the middle was used for eating and receiving guests. Mrs. Li brought Dongbao to live in the west room, and left the east room for Li Hongqin and Zhang Xiuyu, mother and daughter.

"It's too small, and we'll build two more rooms in autumn. If we hire helpers, we can sleep there." Dong Bao pointed to the open space in the yard and said, trying to achieve one room per person.

"It's not too small!" Li said with a smile, but she didn't object to building two more rooms.

On the first day of moving in, Dong Bao was in a good mood, humming a little song and took out clean clothes from the closet. There was a screen embroidered with landscapes in the middle of the room, and behind the screen was a large bathtub, which had been placed Fill with warm water.

On a hot summer night, I took a warm bath beautifully. After I came out, I was refreshed. Almost every pore on my body was stretched out. Then the cool night breeze blows, not to mention how beautiful it is.

After Dongbao finished washing, Mrs. Li brought half a bucket of water in and poured it into the tub, took off her clothes and went in to wash, sitting in the tub and soaking, it was able to wash away all the fatigue of the day, very comfortable.Mrs. Li sighed to Dong Bao who was already sitting on the bed wiping her hair: "This bathtub is worth buying, and it is good to use it!"

Farm households have no concept of hygiene and unsanitary. In the era without water pipes and taps, whether it is boiling water or carrying water is a troublesome thing. It is a matter of course for adults to wash after children wash with a bucket of water.

The bathtub in the house is about the same height as Dongbao, and the carpenter hoops it tightly so that no water leaks at all, and it smells of wood. One such bathtub costs nearly one tael of silver, and Dongbao ordered two One, and the other was placed in Li Hongqin's room.

Dong Bao laughed and said, "Mother, you're always like this. When you buy something, you think it's too expensive when you hear the price. When you buy it, you think it's good to use. It's worth the money."

"Isn't that used to living in poverty!" Li said with a smile, "When I was living at your grandma's house, who has seen such a big bathtub? No matter how dirty you are, you can only use a small basin to wipe it with water. Once you wipe it, it’s hard to find a pot that hasn’t been repaired. I heard that you bought two buckets for two taels of silver, don’t you think it’s expensive?”

Dong Bao smiled and nodded, "Just get used to it." In the future, she plans to buy maids to take care of their daily life.

Although the family moved to the town, Dongbao did not completely abandon the house in Tagouji. She ordered another set of tofu and bean sprouts. The new one was bigger and placed in Tagouji. After lunch every day, Mrs. Li looked after the store. Li Hongqin took a few helpers and led the donkey back to Tagouji to make tofu in the afternoon. It was also for the convenience of the Baoji team. Go to the town to pick, very troublesome.

I don’t know if it’s because the ancient people had fewer trees, more trees, and less pollution. Dongbao survived the first dog days after coming to ancient times, but he didn’t feel too hot. He hid in the house during the day and had the shade of trees when he went out. At night, when the windows are opened, a cool breeze blows in, and there is no such thing as the unbearable heat in the city in the past.

In July, Dongbao's bean paste was ready to dry.

Dongbao scooped out a large spoon first, heated up the wok, added oil and stir-fried, and the fragrant smell wafted far away.Because cornel powder is added to the bean paste instead of chili, it does not choke the nose when it is fried.

The freshly fried bean paste is paired with freshly baked white flour steamed buns. It tastes so delicious.

Dong Bao couldn't get enough of it after eating one, and wanted to dip the second steamed bun in bean paste, but Li Shi stopped her and asked her to keep her stomach for a serious meal later.

"This bean paste is better than the soybean paste we used to pickle." Zhang Xiuyu also likes to eat it. "If it is put outside, more people will definitely come to eat at our house."

"That's right." Dong Bao smiled proudly. Bean paste or something is a good meal, but it's a pity that there is no chili, otherwise it would be more delicious.

The next day, Dong Bao cooked a large pot, and the whole shop was full of hot aroma. A small bowl was placed on each table, filled with bean paste. If guests want to eat it, they can use the spoon in the bowl. Scoop a spoonful into your own bowl.

Because of this Doubanjiang, many people ordered another bowl after eating the first bowl of Doubanjiang, just to try the taste of Doubanjiang again.

The bean paste that Dongbao brings as a gift is different from the bean paste that is placed outside. More oil is put in and the frying time is longer.At noon, Dongbao first went to the uncle's house to deliver a can, and when Mrs. Li and Aunt Qiuxia brought people back to Tagouji, Dongbao also went with him, and brought back a large can of bean paste. The family divided half of them, and then went to the homes of a few good friends, and the family shared a big spoonful.

In the afternoon, there was still a small can left, so Dong Bao went to Song's house with a spoon, and shouted at the door, "Grandpa, grandma! Are you at home?"

As soon as the words fell, Second Aunt Song lifted the curtain and came out, smiling: "Hey, Dong Bao is here?" Seeing the small pot in Dong Bao's hand, she sniffed deliberately, and exaggeratedly said: "Oh, this is What is it? It smells like incense! Come on, let my aunt have a look."

After lunch, Second Aunt Song couldn't sit still at home, so she went out to find someone to chat with. I heard that Dongbao brought back the sauce, and many families shared it. After it was hot, the sauce was better than meat.She swallowed saliva, her heart was sore, she secretly scolded that little girl for eating good food for irrelevant people, and didn't take back any kind of filial respect for them who are uncles and aunts.

Seeing Dong Bao coming over with a jar at this moment, Second Aunt Song naturally thought it was to deliver the sauce.

Dong Bao dodged Second Aunt Song's approaching hand, took a step back, and shouted to Mrs. Huang and Old Man Song who had already come out of the main room: "Master, grandma, I'm here to bring you food!"

Huang frowned, and muttered, "Why are you shouting! I'm afraid others won't know the same!" However, she didn't dare to say this in front of Dong Bao.

When they came to the front, Mrs. Huang felt that Aunt Song was an eyesore, and reprimanded her: "You are about to give birth, why are you standing here? Go back to the house and rest! If you are asked to work, you will look like a dung beetle. Seeing food It can run faster than a dog! It was generated by the broomstick!"

Second Aunt Song curled her lips and took two steps back, but she didn't listen to Huang's words and went back into the house.

Mrs. Huang wanted to scold a few more words, but saw old man Song winking at her, glared at Second Aunt Song bitterly, and swallowed the scolding that came to his lips.

"What is this?" Huang asked with drooping eyelids.

Dong Bao smiled and said, "This is the bean paste that our family dried this year. It's different from the old miso. It's a new thing. Give some to grandma to try. Grandma, bring a bowl and serve it."

Huang Shi curled her lips and didn't say anything, but whenever Dong Bao came to give something, she always looked reluctant and disdainful, but she never refused.Mrs. Huang went to the kitchen and brought a rough porcelain bowl. Dong Bao dug a large iron spoonful of sauce from the jar and filled it into the bowl, which was more than half of the bowl.

Seeing that Dongbao was about to close the jar, Second Aunt Song yelled from the side, "Hey, isn't there still some sauce in the jar!" Isn't it all for their family?

"I have to go to another house to deliver the sauce!" Dong Bao said with a smile, "Second Aunt is pregnant with Mao Mao, so I can't eat more of this sauce!" It is definitely not good to eat too much.

"Hey, Dongbao, don't you know what's going on in our house? Besides miso porridge, what else can we eat!" Second Aunt Song was good at singing and dancing, her eyes fixed on the earthen pot in Dongbao's arms. "Your second aunt's life is miserable, she didn't give birth to a good family, and her mother's family is poor, and her husband's family is also poor, so she has suffered a lot in this life..."

Mrs. Huang was displeased when she heard this, and walked to the door of the kitchen with a bowl, turned around and scolded: "You think our old Song family is poor? Who begged you to come to our house? Get out now! I will still find a young and beautiful girl for my son." Big girl! I still think you are..."

What she said later was ugly, Dong Bao quickly left with the jar in her arms, and within two steps, she heard old man Song calling her from behind.

"Dong Bao." Old Man Song caught up and said, glanced at Dong Bao, and said hesitantly: "Wait, let's eat at home later."

"No need." Dong Bao was very surprised, "I didn't tell my mother that I won't go home for dinner at night, if she can't wait for me, she has to worry." This is an excuse, Li Hongqin is still in Tagouji, if she doesn't go back Just let Li Hongqin send a message, Dongbao just doesn't want to eat at Song's house.

Old man Song was stupid and thin-skinned, how could he speak better than the eloquent Dong Bao, so he didn't know what to say right now, so he said after a long while: "Then wait a minute, I'll ask your grandma to pick up something for you." He didn't dare to drag Dong Bao home, so he ran back quickly.

After a while, old man Song came back with a big bowl, handed it to Dong Bao, and said, "You and your mother are both busy, so you must not care about the pickles, this is the new pickled cucumber at home this year, take it back and eat it. "

Dong Bao was really surprised this time, subconsciously glanced at the sky, thinking that the sun was setting from the east, old man Song would "reciprocate", and Mrs. Huang agreed to pickle vegetables for them. What's going on? !

When he returned to Tagouji's house with pickled vegetables, Dong Bao's head was still dizzy, and he felt as if he had been hit by a 500 million prize, which was unreal.

In the yard, Li Hongqin had already started distributing tofu to the Baoji team. When Dongbao returned with the bowl, Li Hongqin asked curiously, "Who gave it to you?"

Dong Bao replied, "My grandma."

One sentence successfully scared Li Hongqin too, and she said after a while: "It's true that the sun is coming out from the west." When the tofu was almost finished, Li Hongqin asked: "Didn't your mother ask you to go to Liulou to deliver sauce to your aunt? Aren't you going with your Big Rong brother?"

Everyone in the Baoji team has their own area for selling tofu, which was allocated from the beginning to prevent internal competition for business, and the area allocated to Dayong is precisely the area in Liulou Village.

Dong Bao hesitated for a long while before going to Liulou with Darong, but in fact she didn't want to go.

In her opinion, Aunt Song didn't love them as much as Li Shi imagined.

(End of this chapter)