Fang Xiaoyue nodded and didn't say much. The more than ten kilometers of mountain road back and forth made him very tired. His stomach was filled with potatoes from the previous meal, but now he was so hungry that he growled.
When he came to the kitchen, Fang Xiaoyue took the hare out of the basket on his back and motioned for Zhou society to deal with it. This guy used to be sneaky, so dealing with this was a piece of cake. Then he picked out some wild anise from the medicinal materials he had collected. Put spices such as fennel aside, and take out some potatoes and wash them.
When Society Zhou cleaned the hare and brought it over, Fang Xiaoyue chopped the hare into small pieces with a kitchen knife, first added spices and water and simmered it for a while, then added the cut potato cubes, covered the pot and continued to simmer.
As time passed, the smell of spices wafting out of the pot made Zhou Shexi, who was squatting in front of the stove and helping to light the fire, drool with greed.
No way, for people who are suffering from hunger, this kind of fragrance is simply a kind of torture.
The wafting fragrance immediately attracted several educated youths who were chatting and chatting in.
"My dear, Jianjun, Society, what are you two cooking in the kitchen? It smells so good?"
Yang Hongxing, who was always a bit careless, patted Fang Xiaoyue on the shoulder and asked.
"See for yourself."
Fang Xiaoyue shook her shoulders and flew away Yang Hongxing's hand on her shoulders.
If it was Cheng Yaqin's hand, he probably wouldn't mind. If it was Yang Hongxing, forget it. He felt that he could only treat her as a brother.
As the lid of the pot was opened, the aroma suddenly spurted out along with the steam, and several people exclaimed: "Potatoes! Meat!"
Well, for the educated youth, potatoes are very important, but the meat behind the potatoes is even more important.
At this time, Li Qingdong was already muttering how long it had been since he had eaten meat.
In fact, the last time the educated youth present ate meat was at home.
When I think of this, I can't help crying.
No way, in the words of later generations, they are still a group of children!
The eldest is Huang Xiangdong, who is an educated youth after finishing high school. He is now 19 years old. The youngest is Liu Gexin, and Fang Jianjun, who is a 17-year-old after their first year in high school and has been playing at home for more than half a year.
In total, Yang Hongxing is one year older than Fang Jianjun, and Cheng Yaqin is half a year older than Fang Jianjun.
In short, when you are at home, everyone is a treasure of the family. When you go to the countryside to work, no one treats you as a treasure, and you have to rely on yourself for everything.
Thinking about how busy I have been for a year and not even having enough to eat, I still feel a little sad.
Fang Xiaoyue was also very hungry at this time and couldn't wait for the rabbit meat to be stewed. After waiting for a while, she asked Society Zhou to draw firewood, uncover the pot, and wait for it to cool down for a while before eating.
At the same time, he did not forget Cheng Yaqin and asked Yang Hongxing to shout.
When Cheng Yaqin came to the kitchen with a sleepy look on her face, she immediately became energetic when she smelled the tangy aroma of the stew, which made her look even more adorable.
"Okay, start the pot!"
As soon as Fang Xiaoyue's words came out, several members of the Zhou community hurriedly carried the big pot from the stove to the dining table.
Well, the dining table was also a crumbling rotten wood. If a few people hadn't gathered around to support it, the dining table would have fallen into pieces if the cauldron was placed on it.
"delicious!"
Zhou She was the first one to grab a piece of rabbit meat with his chopsticks. Regardless of how hot it was, he stuffed it into his mouth and kept making noises.
Fang Xiaoyue picked up a piece of potato, tasted it, and frowned slightly. Considering people's diet at this time, this pot of potato stewed with rabbit meat was pretty good.
But judging from his stomach that has tasted many delicacies from other planes, since there is not much fat, the stewed rabbit meat is a little bit woody, and without the aid of fat, the flavor of star anise and other spices cannot be fully brought out.
No way, a good woman can't make a meal without rice. Even with his level 10 cooking skills, he can't make top-notch gourmet food with insufficient ingredients.
But even so, Fang Xiaoyue still ate three large bowls of rabbit stew with potatoes.
After dinner, several male educated youths worked together to wash the pots, while the two girls helped wash the dishes.
Fang Xiaoyue was lying on the straw pile outside the warehouse, holding a piece of dogtail grass in her mouth, looking at the starry sky, listening to the frogs croaking from time to time, enjoying the rare tranquility.
Food is the most important thing for the people, so it seems that I still have to think of some ways to get more meat.
The several educated youths all looked sallow and skinny, which really made Fang Xiaoyue a little worried about the next development.
After all, in Fang Jianjun's memory, it would still take two years to restart the college entrance examination.
As for the educated youths in Educated Youth Point, most of them had bad luck. Liu Gexin died of malnutrition, and Yang Hongxing had to marry the son of the village chief of a neighboring village.
As for Cheng Yaqin, it seems that her family is trying to find a way to go back to the city to recruit workers. It was the son of the director of the Tea City Glass Factory who fell in love with her. She married the director's son not long after joining the factory, but her marriage was not a happy one. It is said that the two people's views were so different that in the end, when Cheng Yaqin was in her thirties, she took her son and divorced the other party.
Well, let's simply improve their fate.
Fang Xiaoyue's mind was wandering, and the cool breeze blew by, making him fall asleep unconsciously.
When he woke up, it was Huang Xiangdong who was worried about him. Seeing that he had not returned to the house to sleep, he came to look for him.
Back on the Chase Shop in the warehouse, Fang Xiaoyue couldn't close her eyes for a long time.
I didn't feel it before, but now that I've had a good nap and come back to sleep, I feel like there's something wrong with using this warehouse as a dormitory.
Let’s not talk about the hole in the roof of the warehouse. Let’s just say that the warehouse was originally made of wood, yellow mud, and rammed stone. There was no sound insulation at all.
There was a hole in the roof at the back, and rainwater often drifted in, making the warehouse extremely humid. Even the yellow mud walls were covered with a layer of mold.
Lying on the Datong bunk, there is a musty smell that enters the nose. This smell, combined with the smell of boys' feet and sweat, is simply sour.
I just don’t know what’s going on with the girls?
Unable to sleep, Fang Xiaoyue listened to the snores of the educated youth and thought about some random things in her mind.
The male and female educated youths must have lived separately. The entire warehouse was separated by yellow mud and stones.
It's just that the area for male educated youth is larger and the area for female educated youth is smaller.
But think about it, the female educated youth probably won't feel too good there, after all, living here is uncomfortable.
The quilt and mattress were filled with moisture.
There is no doubt that he will stay here for another two years, so the improvement of accommodation needs to be put on the agenda.
Thinking about it and smelling the musty smell, Fang Xiaoyue fell asleep unconsciously.
