177. Chapter 177 Be careful when going up the mountain
177. Chapter 177 Be careful when going up the mountain (please vote for me, please vote for recommendations)
Author: Lao Tuo
Chapter 177 You must be careful when going up the mountain (please vote for me, please vote for recommendations)
"Four!"
After Zhang Wentao heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
Heqing ham has curved legs and a round shape, so it is also called round legs or cross-legs. Among the oil-gourd pigs raised in stables by the Bai people, the thin-skinned and tender pig hind legs are used as the raw material. The fattest one does not exceed 50 kilograms.
...It usually takes about 3 years to marinate.
A leg weighs 50 kilograms, and after marinating and air-drying, it is usually about 16-20 kilograms.
4 is...
Zhang Wentao, who is more familiar with Spanish and Italian hams, heard that Xu Hongdou wanted to buy 4 pieces, and stared blankly at Xu Hongdou's slender arms as white as lotus joints.
Then he asked: "Is 4 too many?"
Xu Hongdou frowned and glanced at Zhang Wentao, and explained: "Not many, I calculated. My parents are one for my sister, Nanxing's parents are one, your uncle and aunt are one, and we are one."
She said this not only to her boyfriend, but also to Aunt Feng and Uncle Achang.
Zhang Wentao listened blankly, sighing at Xu Hongdou's delicate heart. If he wanted to help someone with whom he had a good relationship, he might be very direct and hand over some money directly to the other person's hands.
Just like, before the madman goes hiking, he chooses to transfer the money directly to the other party, so that the madman can be used for emergencies.
But Xu Hongdou is different. When she helps others, she has the right sense of proportion.
It can not only make the other party feel warm, but also avoid any conflicting emotions.
But it can also make people understand her kind intentions.
…
In the small courtyard, after washing the dishes, Hu Youyu tidied up the kitchen and did not go to the bar as usual.
Instead, he sat in the yard and fell into a daze in the yellow halo of light.
Ma Ye became more independent and started his career again; Damai was also busy with the script of the promotional film and devoted himself enthusiastically to it; even Zhang Wentao, who he always thought was too pretentious, has now found sweet love.
On weekdays, the courtyard is always a little more lively at this time.
Everyone occasionally got together to eat, drink tea, and chat. But now, he was the only one left.
This made him stare a little lonely at the moon that had just emerged in the east. After staring for a long time, wondering about his future and love, he finally sighed heavily.
"Hey, Teacher Hu, why are you the only one in the yard? Where is Sister Hongdou?"
Damai, who had just walked in, looked a little tired, but mostly happy. She felt that it was the right decision for her to accept the invitation and participate in the small project of a promotional video.
Because, she found that she and Sunzi had too much in common to share.
There are too many perspectives to exchange.
This kind of friendship based on soul exchange is different from the friendship between Xu Hongdou, Nana, Zhang Wentao, and Hu Youyu who lives next door to her.
"Sister Hongdou, you and your brother Wen Tao went to feed the villagers dog food." Hu Youyu said calmly.
Damai was a little surprised when he heard this: "Ah, Brother Wen Tao is back so early today?"
"Well, that's right." Hu Youyu said without raising his head: "There is a green dumpling he brought back in the refrigerator. You can try it. It tastes quite delicious."
"oh."
Damai responded, and as she was a little hungry, she quickly came to the restaurant with the things in her hands.
After placing the things on the clean dining table, I walked to the refrigerator.
Opening it, after hesitating for a moment, he took the wrapped Qingtuan balls and went to the yard.
"Here, you can have one too." Damai said, stretching the green dough ball in his hand to Hu Youyu's eyes.
When she first came in, she could see that the other party was lifeless.
She felt that although this guy was a bit greasy, he was still a friend after all. And she felt the warmth brought by her friends and wanted to pass on this warmth.
Because this is the duty of the wind.
"Ah?" Hu Youyu raised his head in confusion, glanced at Damai, took it and pursed his lips: "Thanks, sister Damai."
Damai just smiled and said nothing.
After sitting on a stool next to the round table and carefully tearing open the plastic wrap on the green dumplings, a faint fragrance floated into her nose. She smelled it out of curiosity and said, "It seems to smell like grass."
"Well, Wen Tao said that the green color is dyed with mugwort juice." Hu Youyu also took off the plastic wrap and took a bite and asked: "By the way, barley, how are you preparing for tomorrow? Rain boots and heels.
Are your raincoats ready?"
"Ready." Damai replied.
"Oh, that's fine." Hu Youyu nodded and ate the small green dumpling in two bites. The glutinous rice flour dough was chewy and soft, and the bean paste filling was sweet and just right.
After eating and swallowing, he regained some energy and said with a smile: "Wen Tao will also go tomorrow. He will have a rest tomorrow."
"Really?!"
Damai was very happy after hearing this.
When we were discussing picking mushrooms today, she was a little worried about it.
What if...Brother Wen Tao gets jealous because Sister Hongdou is too close to Mr. Xie? After all...Sister Hongdou is so beautiful, and Brother Wen Tao is so pretentious.
Moreover, she has seen how the hypocritical Zhang Wentao gets jealous.
A person who is used to not saying anything and hiding it in his heart, but after finally opening his heart, he becomes pretentious again. That must be...
As he was thinking about it, Damai's eyes suddenly lit up. He patted Hu Youyu on the shoulder and said, "I went up to write the manuscript first. I suddenly had an idea."
With that said, she slipped away and ran upstairs.
Before Hu Youyu could reply, he saw the other party crawling into the stairs and shouted quickly: "Damai, have you eaten?"
"No, I won't eat it yet."
Damai shouted in the corridor as he went upstairs, and then he just flashed his figure in the open-air corridor on the second floor, and then got into his room.
Not even a minute after I entered, I ran out in a panic, muttering anxiously: "Where is my computer? Where is my computer?"
Then, under Hu Youyu's surprised gaze, he ran down with a thump, and trotted away from him to the kitchen.
"Slow down!"
Seeing her panic, Hu Youyu couldn't help but warn her.
"It's not because of you." Damai trotted back again, panting, and after giving Hu Youyu a fierce blow, he returned to his small wooden building.
"Me?" Hu Youyu pointed at himself and said helplessly, "I didn't do anything."
…
In the dark night, Uncle Achang, who had white hair, was carrying a basket on his back, which contained two of his hams.
Followed by Xu Hongdou, who covered his mouth and snickered, and Zhang Wentao, who held a ham in each hand.
"Hold it carefully, don't touch it dirty." Xu Hongdou looked at Zhang Wentao holding the root of the ham in disgust, and scolded in an annoyed voice.
Although her voice was soft, Uncle Achang could still hear her really well in the quiet alley.
He turned around embarrassedly and smiled shyly at the two of them:
"Why don't you put it in the basket?"
"No need, Uncle Achang. I just haven't held ham like this for a long time." Zhang Wentao said with a smile.
The surface of the ham is smooth and dry, so it is usually held by the rope, or installed directly. However, Zhang Wentao felt that the rope was too tight, so he held his legs.
But after holding it for a long time, my hands felt sticky and uncomfortable.
"Uncle Achang, you don't have to worry about him." Xu Hongdou also waved his hand and said with a smile: "He is just not serious. I also want to thank you for taking us to plastic sealing. By the way, Uncle Achang, you can lend me this basket.
Well, I’ll return it to you tomorrow when I’m done with it.”
"Okay, here's a basket. You can take it and use it. Your Aunt Feng makes baskets every day. This basket is very strong. When the basket is finished, I will send two to you." Uncle Achang said with a smile.
"No need, Uncle Achang. We are going to the mountain to pick mushrooms tomorrow and want to use them."
"Collecting mushrooms..."
In the moonlight, I listened to Xu Hongdou's explanation.
The shy smile on Uncle Achang's face froze for a moment without any trace, and he said lightly:
"Then when you go up the mountain, you must be more careful."
"There are some places where you must be careful..."
It feels like writing a TV series within a TV series. I don’t know if you will like it or not.