When Zhang Heng woke up, he really felt like he was in another world. If he hadn't often daydreamed in the past, he would have been almost unable to change his thoughts. The transition between bed and cave, reality and primitiveness is really easy to confuse.
The alarm clock hadn't gone off yet, but the movement outside the house woke him up. When he looked at the time, it was almost five o'clock in the middle of the night. His mother and sister usually went to the market around four o'clock, and after the pork was cut up, it would be dawn. Now
It's summer, and you'll get up later in winter.
He shook his head and let himself wake up for a moment, then quickly got dressed. When he opened the door, he saw that his sister was busy in the kitchen.
"Brother, why are you up? It's still early. Go and take a nap. You have to go to work in the afternoon." My sister persuaded her, but her hands were struggling to hold the flour!
The sound that Zhang Heng heard was the collision of the basin and the countertop, "Everyone wakes up, let me come."
As he said this, he grabbed the big basin and made glutinous rice flour, which is glutinous rice flour, although it does not need to be fermented, but it needs to be kneaded vigorously with the palm of your hand, so that the taste will be better.
"Mom, are you still busy?" Zhang Heng kneaded the dough and asked aloud.
"Well, the meat delivery guy came a little late today. I'm going to get the steamer." My sister said and ran out of the kitchen.
Zhang Heng smiled bitterly and hoped that Ye'erba's business would be booming and the family would no longer sell pork. He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He concentrated on kneading the dough. Ten years ago, the most difficult time for the family was over.
It’s time to live a good life.
After a while, my sister brought in a steamer, and then placed the leaves that Zhang Heng took out from the space inside. After placing them, she went to get the other steamers.
My mother said that even if I can't sell it today, I can just give the cakes to the neighbors in the market in the afternoon. Firstly, it's for advertising, and secondly, it's auspicious for opening the business, so it doesn't matter if I make more in the morning.
The reason why we don’t do it several times is to save gas. After steaming it at home, we can take it to the market on a tricycle and keep it warm. Honeycomb briquette stoves are much cheaper than gas!
"Son, why are you up so early? Go back to the house and go to bed. Let mom come here." The mother came back at this time.
Zhang Heng asked in confusion: "Mom, why are you back? Where are you in the shop?"
"Haha, mom invited Xiao Chen from next door to help me today. We made the decision last night when we went to deliver the money for the tricycle, but I forgot to tell you. Now Xiao Chen is helping to guard the shop. The meat has been cut, and we are talking about Xiao Chen.
Chen is still good at recognizing a scale and charging money," his mother explained.
Only then did Zhang Heng understand, and he said again: "I've already slept, and my fans are about the same. Let's do it together."
"Okay, let's pack it together as a family!" Mother said cheerfully.
Immediately, the family of three started working in the kitchen. They wrapped the leaf cakes very quickly. The gas was already on outside. The custom-made steamer was very convenient. All you had to do was put the steamer on it.
When it was almost six o'clock in the morning, the six-story steamer began to emit steam, and the sky gradually became brighter.
Zhang Heng quickly lit the briquettes. Ten minutes later, his mother turned off the gas and said with a smile, "It's ready!" To be safe, he opened the top cover of the steamer and used chopsticks to pick out one. It was indeed ready.
"Xiaoyi, please try and taste it." Zhang Heng rushed to say.
But the mother smiled and said, "You know how to love your sister."
"Mom, you eat too, our whole family eats." Zhang Heng grabbed his hair and giggled.
My sister took a bite first and immediately exclaimed: "It's delicious! It's so delicious!"
Although his mother did not yell along, she nodded excitedly. Zhang Heng was surprised when he took a bite. This filling was different from the one he made last time. This time it was made from a mixture of pork and space barbecue. Unexpectedly, the taste was better than last time.
Both fillings are delicious individually, and the fragrance of the leaves is still very strong, but strangely enough, after the leaves are steamed, the lines on them are blurred, and the original shape of the dragon pattern cannot be seen at all.
This also made Zhang Heng breathe a sigh of relief. He instinctively felt that he could not let others discover the secret of the space, otherwise it would bring trouble to the family, so he was happy. He would not have considered this much before. Has he grown up?
, counting the time he spent in space, he has grown half a year older.
"It's getting late. Let's go and take him to the market to try." Mother greeted.
After a while, the family of three set off. There was a honeycomb briquette stove on the tricycle. There was a large iron pot on the stove. The pot was filled with boiling water for steaming the cakes just now. The six-layer cage was placed inside the pot. There was no ventilation cover for the honeycomb briquettes.
Turn it on, so it can burn for a long time, and keep the cake warm with low fire.
"Mom, sister, you guys come up too, I can ride." Zhang Heng greeted, but only his sister got on the car, and his mother went to the market first.
"Brother, you are so strong, you can even ride such a heavy weight." My sister said with admiration.
Zhang Heng freed up a hand, patted his sister's little head, and said with a smile: "Lie down, don't fall. By the way, Xiaoyi, what do you want to do most if your family gets rich?"
At this time, my sister was standing in the carriage, her whole body lying on his back. This was how my sister used to be carried out to play on his back when she was young.
"If my family has money, I will ask my mother to buy me a mobile phone, a lot of beautiful clothes, and a lot of delicious food. I will also eat Yeerba every day." My sister said thoughtfully.
Zhang Heng was stunned and asked: "What else? This is too simple. Xiaoyi, do you have any other dreams?"
"No more." my sister said, shaking her head.
Zhang Heng nodded this time, not talking about his sister, but just talking about himself. He obviously has money now, but he has never thought about how to spend it, nor what to buy for himself, nor to enjoy life. This
It seems that it is not something he can consider now. He has to talk about dreams... Is it a dream to want to be the squad leader's wife?
Forget it, let her arrange it after he finds a way to give the money to his mother. He just needs to be a good son.
"Ah Jie Road, Ah Jie Road, Ah Jie Road, Ah Jie Road, Ah Jie Road, Ah Jie Road, Ah Jie Road, Ah Jie Road, Ah Jie Road, Ah Jie Road, Ah Jie Road, I'm scaring you, Come out, drink..." While riding the bike, Zhang Heng couldn't help but murmur the tunes of primitive people.
"Brother, what are you singing? Why can't I understand it, but it sounds very good." My sister said doubtfully.
Zhang Heng was amused and said with a smile: "This is the song I learned in my dream!"
"Can I learn to sing in my dreams? Why didn't I dream about it?" My sister asked, shaking her little head, and her hair swept Zhang Heng's face, making him happy.
"Why not? I dreamed of primitive people singing last night." Zhang Heng said with a smile.
"Brother, what are primitive people?" my sister asked.
Zhang Heng's heart suddenly trembled, and the idea of letting his sister study came up for a moment. His sister had never read a book. When she arrived in the city, she was busy working in the shop every day. She didn't even know what primitive people meant.
I can't wait any longer. I have to deal with my sister's schooling problem no matter what during the summer vacation. It's really not possible. At worst, I risk telling my mother about the money in the card... "Brother, I want to ask you something."
"Haha, primitive people are... Okay, I'll be at the shop soon. When you go to school later, the teacher will teach you these things."
"Are you going to school?" My sister pouted, not knowing what she was thinking of...
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