"Let Hongmei go, I'll take you to see my collection." The old headmaster was very excited.
"I'll go back later, I'll help grandma make dumplings."
"Go, I don't need you here, I'll make the dumplings for the three of us in a while. Go and have a look, maybe only you can appreciate his collection."
Entering the study, Zhang Hongmei was shocked. The decoration inside was particularly elegant, with red pine wood tables and chairs.
On the wall are paintings of the Four Gentlemen and several large characters.
There is a pot of green plants, a pen holder and a pen holder on it, and there is a paperweight under the paperweight.
Behind the armchair is a bogus shelf on the entire wall, on which bottles and jars are placed.
On the left is a large bookshelf. Although the books are not full, there are quite a few.
On the right are two chairs and coffee table for receiving guests.
"That's great, I also want to decorate the study like this, it's really tasteful."
"I knew you would like it. See if there is any book you need?"
"Then I will not be polite." Zhang Hongmei took a rough look at the books on the bookshelf. There are many ancient books, as well as modern ones.
"I still don't want to borrow it. I can't bear to look through it so carefully. I'm going to prepare for the university entrance exam next year."
"Okay, then come and get it whenever you want to see it. Have a look at my antique shelf, okay?"
"Hey, I don't understand this, no matter how good it is, it's not mine. What am I envious of?"
"Which one do you like for you?" Seeing the old man's expression of reluctance, but still pretending to be generous, he found it funny.
"I don't take advantage of others, you'd better appreciate it yourself."
After a while, they were called to eat.
The dumplings should be the best ingredients in their home, and Zhang Hongmei was quite satisfied with them.
When I returned to the village, I went directly to Dashan and told him about my needs.
"Okay. I can't do it myself this year, but I'll help you ask. It's probably not as much as last year."
"I'm not afraid of too much. This year Zhang Xingguo and the others come back for the New Year, so I have to prepare more."
"Don't worry, leave it to me. Will you go fishing tomorrow?"
"Let's see and talk. If there is nothing wrong, I will go. If only I can get fish."
"It's okay, let's go again after the brigade finishes playing."
"Okay, then let's go together. Is Brother Dashan studious about killing pigs?"
"Actually, I know how to do it. Domestic pigs don't need to be skinned. It's just that sometimes I can't get the meat right."
Zhang Hongmei originally thought about breaking down the wild boar by herself, but she gave up when she thought about the pig's blood. Forget it, I'm not that material.
The next day Wang Hongxi organized 20 strong laborers to go fishing together, each carrying a basket and a snakeskin bag.
There are more than ten people who hit the ice hole, and Dashan Dad is responsible for getting off the net.
?Until three hours later, everyone was disappointed. Either there was no one, or it was much less than last year.
A few people even relieved themselves that they killed all the fish last year.
With just over 100 catties of fish, more than 20 people went down the mountain lazily.
In the evening, Dashan asked his father for fishing nets, and planned to go tomorrow with a few of them, at least to save energy by digging into ice holes.
"We didn't catch any fish. You just go there?"
"It's not sure. I think it must be more than you."
The next morning, Zhang Hongmei steamed 20 large Wotou, brought pickles, and had no other preparations, and then the seven of them went up the mountain together.
The ice hole dug yesterday is frozen today, but it is not thick. It is much easier than yesterday. Zhang Hongmei even planed one.
This time, getting off the net was easier than last time, and I just got one piece. Zhang Hongmei didn't dare to release the spirit spring water, but she was really lucky, and there were thirty big fish in the net by the time the net was lifted.
Several people were overjoyed, and Dashan was even more snarky, "I told my dad that we must fight more than them today. Look, we still know how to fish."
Several people didn't have time to pay attention to him, they all squatted on the ground to choose fish, or they would freeze in a while.
When dividing the fish, each person had four fish, and the rich two were given to Zhang Hongmei. After all, he had eaten at other people's house, and besides, his own food was not as delicious as other people's cooking.
Several people went down the mountain talking and laughing, and agreed to go to Zhang Hongmei's house for dinner tomorrow. Just stew fish and steam steamed buns.
When Zhang Hongmei got home, she brought a carp to the old lady. "Too grandma, look at us todayAnd here comes the fish. I'll give you one so that my aunt will cook fish for you during the Chinese New Year. "
"That's great, thinking that there will be no fish on the dinner table this year, it's really dirty."
The next day Erya came over early and asked Zhang Hongmei to tell her to go home to pick up sauerkraut. Today, I made a mixed dish of pickled cabbage fish and boiled fish, and braised a big silver carp in braised sauce.
This six to seven catties big grass carp was cut into a whole pot, and there were five sauerkraut.
On the table were two pots of fish with pickled cabbage, one pot of braised fish, and a big pot of steamed corn bread. The seven people ate all of them, even the vegetable soup.
"It's still delicious for Hongmei girl to cook. This way is to tell my mother that she probably can't make this taste."
"Brother Shuangcun can make it if you give my aunt so much oil."
Several people went home after eating. Tomorrow, Dashan followed the old butcher and started slaughtering pigs. Zhang Hongmei decided to go directly to the people to ask, maybe he could buy more. Zhang Xingguo is the one who loves meat. If there is less meat, it may not be enough for him. people eat.
The next day, I went to Xiaosuo's house to kill pigs, and finally sold Zhang Hongmei twenty catties of ribs. Now the whole village knows that Zhang Hongmei likes the ribs, so they directly gave them to the ribs.
Afterwards, he successively bought 100 catties of meat. Zhang Hongmei paid him one yuan per catty, and the price of the meat in the village was also the same.
The old hen killed two and gave Li Cuihua the remaining three.
Another half plate of tofu was replaced in the village, and all of them were made into frozen tofu.
The rest of the time is to tidy up the things at home, put away everything that can be put away, gather together the grains, pickles and dried vegetables that are supposed to be brought together. After a long time of simplification, there are still a bunch of things.
A few more pots of sweet potatoes were steamed, all of which were frozen outside, and it felt particularly sweet to eat with ice slag.
It's almost the new year, and there are still some dumplings for a group meal. The brigade paid for 20 catties of minced pork and stuffed dumplings from individuals.
Zhang Xingguo and the others did not come until the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, but the telegram said that they would arrive at the latest thirty-eighth.
In fact, Zhang Hongmei's heart is still dispensable to them.
Twenty-nine is stewed meat and fish. The fragrance wafts through the house all day long. The children were sensible and did not come over. It was Zhang Hongmei who called them to stop, and gave each of them two pieces of braised pork, no more, no less, so you have to taste the meat, right?
Put the meat out and add some water, roll up the bean slices, put them in the meat pot to cover, the bottom fire in the stove is enough, at least it is a cold dish, and it is delicious when mixed with cabbage hearts!
One carp was stewed, and the remaining two remained untouched. After a few days, they will cook pickled fish. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com