Zhang Zhifei felt very strange when he walked in the pigeon market in the 1950s. It has not yet fully entered the ticket era, and small commodity trading still exists.
Starting next year, we will enter a three-year period of natural disasters. The pigeon market will no longer dare to exist openly and can only turn into a black market in the middle of the night.
Now that the autumn harvest has just passed, farmers have collected some of their grain and sold some of it to buy some necessities.
Zhang Zhifei went around and bought some wheat seeds, rice, corn, beans and other seeds.
After buying the seeds, Zhang Zhifei saw someone selling eggs and hurriedly approached him and asked, "Auntie, how do you sell these eggs?"
The aunt replied: "No votes, only twenty cents for a pound of eggs."
Zhang Zhifei calculated in his mind that a pound of eggs costs about 8 cents, and an egg costs more than 2 cents on average. It is not too expensive but not cheap either. If you buy it from a non-staple food company, one egg usually costs more than 1 cent and less than 2 cents.
Zhang Zhifei hurriedly replied: "Auntie, I want all of them. You can load them all for me."
"OK."
After saying this, the aunt weighed it skillfully with a scale, handed it to Zhang Zhifei and said: "It's 6 pounds and 4 taels in total. Please give me 1 yuan and 30 cents."
Zhang Zhifei skillfully handed the money to the aunt, held the egg, turned the corner in a deserted place, and put the egg into the space.
After that, Zhang Zhifei spent 39 yuan to buy two lambs, some wild vegetables and 3 pounds of pork. After leaving the market, he went to the department store to buy some daily seasonings and farm tools.
Zhang Zhifei walked home on his legs. It was time to cook for his younger brothers and sisters.
When approaching the alley, Zhang Zhifei took out half of the pork, a few eggs and wild vegetables, and walked towards the courtyard.
Sure enough, it wasn't that the whole family refused to enter the house. The third aunt was guarding the gate again. When she saw the eggs and pork in Zhang Zhifei's hand, the third aunt's eyes widened.
"Zhifei, Third Aunt is the best at cooking meat. Don't turn on the fire at night. Eat at Third Aunt's house."
"Third aunt, I can do it myself." Zhang Zhifei dodged the third aunt's outstretched hand, quickly walked home, and quickly closed the door from the inside.
The third aunt looked at Zhang Zhifei leaving with a regretful expression, feeling that she had lost hundreds of millions.
But no matter what, she still has a sense of shame and won't chase her home. That wouldn't be the case for Jia Zhang.
Zhang Zhifei trimmed a few potatoes and took out all 3 pounds of pork. He first cut the fat into pieces for refining oil, and prepared the rest to make a potato stew.
After setting the pot on fire, Zhang Zhifei poured the fat into the pot and started refining the oil.
The farm pork is fragrant, and you can smell the aroma in the courtyard.
The third aunt smelled the fragrance coming from Zhang Zhifei's house and said to herself: "She is a person who knows how to live. She knows how to refine meat into oil to get more oil and water."
Zhang Zhifei didn't know what the third aunt was feeling. He took out the oil can, poured the lard in, and started to make dinner, thinking that it was getting late.
He cooked directly in the oil pan without adding any more oil. He first put a little Sichuan peppercorns, and after the temperature of the oil pan came up, he poured the chopped onions, ginger, and garlic into the pan to release the fragrance.
Then put the cut meat into the pot and stir-fry.
After the meat in the pot was fried and fragrant, he added two rock sugar and a little soy sauce to add color and freshness.
Then continue to stir-fry.
When you feel that the stir-fry is almost done, pour some water into the pot and start cooking the meat.
While cooking the meat, Zhang Zhifei took some rice and millet he bought today and started fishing for the rice.
After a while, the smell of meat began to come up. The courtyard could already smell the unique aroma of pork. Zhang Zhifei, who was staying in front of the stove, couldn't help but move his index finger. But he had to wait. He cut the potatoes into cubes and poured them into the pot. Here, the final stew journey begins.
Almost ten minutes later, the students in the courtyard came back one after another. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they smelled the smell of Zhang Zhifei's meat.
Zhang Zhiguo and his sister Zhang Qianqian smelled the smell of meat as soon as they entered the courtyard. They looked at each other, quickly pushed the door open and walked to the stove.
"Put down your schoolbag, and we'll have dinner when your eldest sister comes back." Zhang Zhifei said to the two greedy cats.
The two of them turned back three times, swallowing their saliva.
Zhang Zhifei looked at the two people's greedy expressions and said with some humor: "Eat one piece each of you first, and wait for your sister to come back to eat the rest."
As he spoke, he scooped up two pieces of half-fat and half-lean meat with a spoon and handed them to the two of them. Zhang Zhiguo couldn't wait to put his hand into the bowl, ready to eat the meat.
Zhang Zhifei hurriedly scolded: "I forgot again, wash your hands before eating, and be careful of scalding."
The two little ones put down their bowls with some unfinished thoughts and kept looking outside, waiting for their eldest sister to come home.
Jia Zhang's house in the middle courtyard of the courtyard
"Grandma, Mom, I want to eat meat too, it tastes delicious." cried the five-year-old Xiaobangge.
"Banggan, be good, after your father pays his salary, mother will buy you meat to eat." Qin Huairu comforted her son.
Mrs. Jia Zhang shook the fat on her face and said, "Which unscrupulous person cooked the meat and didn't even mention giving a bowl to my Banggeng.
Do you understand that you can eat it yourself? If you give the meat to my BangGeng to eat, we will also benefit from him when our BangGeng becomes an official in the future. "
"Grandma, Zhang Zhifei's family in the front yard cooks meat. I saw him come back with pork, please go to me." Bangge is worthy of being a born successor to the Saint of Thieves, and his eyes have been good since he was a child.
"Qin Huairu, you are still not a mother. Didn't you hear that your child wants to eat meat? Why don't you go and ask for a bowl." Mrs. Jia Zhang said and handed Qin Huairu a big bowl.
"Mom, my parents just passed away, and I..." Qin Huairu said a little speechlessly. She has not yet evolved into the flourishing white lotus.
"What am I, why don't you go quickly? If your parents are dead, do you deserve to eat meat? We are the only ones who eat it." Jia Zhang has always been unreasonable, so Jia Dongxu can suppress it a little.
Qin Huairu is dawdling, Jia Dongxu is still here, and the situation of his family is not great, but it is not bad. Our White Lotus in the Golden Age has not yet been trained.
Qin Huairu waited for her husband Jia Dongxu's return. Sure enough, he heard the chat between Jia Dongxu and the uncle Yi Zhonghai at the entrance of the alley.
Qin Huairu deliberately delayed, and when he stepped into the front yard, he happened to see Jia Dongxu entering the courtyard.
"Huairu, where are you taking the bowl?" Jia Dongxu asked curiously.
Yi Zhonghai also pricked up his ears.
Qin Huairu said sheepishly: "The Zhang family in the front yard cooked meat. Banggeng smelled the smell and shouted for meat. Mom sent me to ask for meat for Banggeng."
Jia Dongxu said speechlessly: "Okay, don't go. It's embarrassing to bear your surname. How can I ask for meat from others? When my salary is paid this month, I will buy meat and eat it with the master's family."
Yi Zhonghai nodded repeatedly while listening, obviously he was very satisfied with Jia Dongxu's filial piety.
Jia Dongxu is his chosen successor. His character is not to mention, but also thanks to the good teachings of Lao Jia. If he had always been educated by Jia Zhang, who knows what will happen!
The disciples all said this. Yi Zhonghai was very happy, but he couldn't let down the elderly person he chose. He took out 5 yuan and a few meat tickets from his trouser pocket and handed them to Jia Dongxu.
"Dongxu, it's still early. You and Huairu go to the grocery store to buy some meat for the children. If the grocery store is sold out, go to the Pigeon Market. It doesn't matter if it's more expensive, it will make the children cry!"
"Master, this is inappropriate. How can I ask for your money?" Jia Dongxu said sheepishly.
"Okay, I'll take it for you. Go and come back quickly." Yi Zhonghai turned around and walked towards the middle courtyard.
Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu looked at each other and thought that this master could handle it.
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The two little ones on the other side finally got their eldest sister back.
"Brother, our family is cooking meat, and I smelled it outside." The eldest sister Zhang Lili said.
"Well, hurry up and wash up and eat." Seeing his eldest sister coming back, Zhang Zhifei hurriedly poured the vegetables from the pot into the basin and put them on the dining table.
Then he helped his younger brother and sister serve the rice, and the four of them started eating.
The younger brother and younger sister couldn't care less about talking, they were preoccupied with eating meat.
The eldest sister said a little worriedly: "Brother, you eat so much meat at one time, you should eat it in several portions."
"Eat quickly. How can you put so much thought into this at such a young age? Your brother can support the three of you." Zhang Zhifei said with a smile.
Zhang Lili said nothing and joined the cooking team.
