I brought back a lot of fish today. Taking advantage of the night, Chen Xiuyun packed up the fish and asked Jiang Xinyu to bring out the Tiaotou cake to entertain Chen Yi.
Chen Yi was going home, "I have to take the fish back and let my mother clean it up while it's dark."
"Aunt, the other end asked you when will you start making it again? There are a lot of people asking for the goods."
I heard from Ding Changhai that since the quantity of Shaqima is small, it sells out very quickly, and there are a lot of people who want it.
Chen Xiuyun thought for a moment and said, "I'll start doing it in two days."
Xiaochuan has said here several times that family affairs cannot be told outside, and even if she eats meat, she cannot show it off to others. Although this baby is still young, she seems quite reliable when she nods and pats her chest to assure her.
Every time Chen Yi went to deliver goods, it was in the middle of the night, and Xiaochuan had already gone to bed by then. Although he couldn't hide the things from Xiaochuan when he was making things, he probably didn't know what he was doing.
The fish was packed and hung in the newly built house to dry. After the surface moisture was dried, a layer of white wine was applied on it. Then it was marinated with salt and crushed Sichuan peppercorns for a few days. After marinating, it was left to dry for half a month.
The fish is ready and can be kept for a long time.
When Chen Xiuyun was busy, Xiaochuan circled around her, either scooping water or squatting there eagerly watching the fish.
Xiao Hei smelled the fishy smell, and squatted there obediently. Chen Xiuyun just threw the fish intestines away, and it was able to catch it, and it finished it in three mouthfuls.
Chen Xiuyun refused to feed it too much. How could this raw thing get better after eating too much? What if something went wrong after eating it?
When Jiang Xinyu came out of the small room after taking a shower, she saw Xiaochuan and Xiaohei watching eagerly.
"Xiaochuan, your saliva is flowing out, wipe it quickly."
Ogawa Nobu thought he really raised his hand to wipe his mouth, but in the end he wiped his hand and scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Go, go, go to bed, make fish soup and drink it tomorrow, and you'll have it when you wake up in the morning."
There were two live fish swimming in the basin, which Chen Xiuyun was saving for tomorrow.
Ogawa wished it would be tomorrow morning when he opened his eyes.
Not only did Xiaochuan want to eat fish, Jiang Xinyu also wanted to eat it. She had eaten the braised fish in the restaurant several times and it tasted quite good. She didn't know how the fish stew made by Chen Xiuyun tasted.
With great anticipation, I woke up early the next morning smelling the fish soup.
The fish soup is paired with white radish, the soup is milky white, and the flavor of onion and ginger has already been integrated into it. This soup has no technical content, but the taste is very fresh.
The fish is pure wild fish, and the meat is quite strong.
Xiaochuan drank a lot and was extremely satisfied.
Two fishes and one pot of soup were eaten by four people.
As soon as Chen Zhengyu drank the last sip of soup, Chen Xiuyun said unceremoniously: "Go to work quickly. You have to behave well these two days. I don't want the captain to come to me again. If you behave well, I will come back every few days."
Go buy meat, otherwise you won’t get anything to eat!”
There is no problem with her nephew eating and drinking, but this guy is lazy every day. The captain has said it twice, and Chen Xiuyun can't lose face. She is not afraid that saying this will touch her nephew's sensitive heart. This guy is very shameless.
Chen Zhengyu acted like an old man, shaking his head and sighing. He was really convinced. Why was there so much work in the village even though it was cold?
Shoveling grass in fields and ditches, leveling the ground, digging ditches, and carrying manure to fertilize the ground seems like endless work! Only when I go to the countryside do I realize how miserable the life of rural people is.
Materials are in short supply. Although the lives of the ordinary citizens in their city are not that good, many families have many people living together, and the alleys are full of people. Although the places where they live are more crowded, not every household can have enough to eat.
Food, but definitely no endless farm work.
But the people in the village seem to be used to working. They don't complain at all, and they can laugh and talk happily while working.
The endless farm work made Chen Zhengyu doubt his life, "Gu, when can I rest before the Chinese New Year?"
Chen Xiuyun thought for a moment and said, "That's not necessarily the case. It depends on whether we are allowed to dig canals in other villages this year. But don't worry, digging canals can only take ten days at most. If you don't have this work, you will be free in a few months."
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Digging ditches is the most tiring. It is very deep. It is not a job that ordinary people can do. You can lose several kilograms in three days. You can get calluses on your hands. Once you break a blister, it will continue to grow. Your hands will feel itchy.
People feel uncomfortable.
Chen Zhengyu still doesn't know that he will not be able to escape the fate of digging canals this winter.
Chen Xiuyun's words made Jiang Xinyu a little scared. She heard Xie Xiaofang say that their teacher also dug ditches, which was really scary to think about.
Jiang Xinyu was processing shrimps to make shrimp paste, Xiaochuan was like a happy little bee, busy collecting firewood, carrying water, feeding pigs and chickens, and Chen Xiuyun was peeling mung beans in the house.
Seeing Xiao Chuan busy working without stopping, Jiang Xinyu felt that it was quite good to have such a younger brother, at least she didn't have to do those tasks anymore, hehe.
Xiaochuan felt so happy that he was bubbling over the shrimp paste noodles he had for lunch.
Jiang Xinyu packed two cans of shrimp paste and went back, planning to let a few teachers try it. Although they didn't contribute much to the fishery, everyone was together.
When they arrived at the dormitory, Song Guifang and her daughter Niuniu were already there. The little girl was crying and asking for her father.
Song Guifang sat aside, her expression on the verge of breaking out.
Jiang Xinyu felt that it would be a bit heartbreaking to change her. However, the child was still young, so he could win her heart back.
A child at such a young age doesn't know much, and may have been taught to listen and believe, but her behavior is really hurtful.
Song Guifang had been coaxing her for a long time, but she was still like this. She was not angry, she was angry and wanted to cry, and she wanted to be beaten but was reluctant to do so.
"Your father wants to marry another one. Do you want a stepmother or me?"
Jiang Xinyu heard an answer that surprised her.
"I want a younger brother. My grandma said that if I have a younger brother, he will be kind to me and will support me in the future."
Jiang Xinyu suspected that this child didn't even know what support meant, and she admired the Zhu family very much. This child had been successfully brainwashed.
"My mother and my father both said that my mother doesn't want me anymore, and I want my father..."
The child opened his mouth and cried. Jiang Xinyu's brain ached and she took out a White Rabbit toffee from the drawer.
There is no child who doesn’t love candy, no!
The crying stopped immediately and turned into sobbing.
Seeing that there was a layer of sweat on Song Guifang's forehead and her face was flushed with anger, she comforted her: "Speak slowly, don't be anxious, she is still young, she will kiss you after a while."
Jiang Zhenzhen's cry-loving son and Song Guifang, a noisy girl, made Jiang Xinyu feel that children are really not cute at all sometimes.
Feeling that the baby was annoying, Jiang Xinyu took her cloth shoes to the well to get water to wash. As soon as she squatted down, she heard the sound of Wu Jian and Zhong Ying arguing in the house. Zhong Ying's voice was not quiet, and she still had anger on her face when she came out holding the book.