I went out and looked at the small coal stove.
It's okay, it gives me some comfort, and it burns well.
He carried it to the door and placed it outside the door.
By this time it was getting a little dark, so I turned on the lights in the room.
Fortunately, the light is on, which is gratifying.
First burn the pot, then rub it with pig skin, then clean it, dry it again, and then rub it with pig skin again.
Don't stop until after washing the pot, there is a film of oil on the bottom of the pot.
First put some chopped lard, stir-fry, and after the oil comes out, spread it around.
Let the oil completely penetrate into the seams of the pot so that the pot can last longer.
When this was done, the pot was taken aside, cooled for a moment, and then put on the fire again.
After the pan is hot, throw all the fat in so it won't stick to the pan.
Soon, a layer of oil appeared underneath, and then the smell spread out.
Ma Teng stirred from time to time.
At this time, I heard movement at the door, but I didn't pay attention.
I never say anything to those people.
By the way, early tomorrow morning, I will put two signs and a Glory House sign at the door, a total of three signs, to see if any short-sighted person dares to kick in my door.
You can kick them, one thousand at a time, and see if their group of people can take it out. You can try it without taking money, or you can use your house to trade it in. Ma Teng said to himself that he is also a very good talker, so take their time. The house is in my hands, hey, be obedient, and have a complete three-in-four courtyard.
In my previous life, I would have never dared to think about it. Unexpectedly, on my first day here in this life, I saw something that was beyond my reach in my previous life.
It's nothing more than Ma Teng's snobbery. The Xia people have been fighting for three things for five thousand years, land, houses and women.
If you are looking for someone to do something, as long as you do these three things, you will be successful in the Xia Kingdom.
If Ma Teng didn't have to look at the frying pan now, he would have wanted to throw his head back and laugh three times.
Imitate the domineering spirit of Madman Chu back then.
The voice at the door was quite loud, but it was so noisy that Ma Teng couldn't hear clearly.
I only heard them say that someone was back and seemed to be fine, etc. This should be talking about themselves.
Ma Teng looked at his house, then at his yard, and said something.
Damn it, you won’t let me encounter this bloody plot when I first come here, right?
It’s good that I don’t miss your house, but does it make you miss my house?
In Ma Teng's creed, a house, a car, a horse, and money are all inseparable and cannot be borrowed.
No matter how good the relationship is, once you ask to borrow something, the relationship will subtly change from that moment on.
They said theirs, and Ma Teng continued to fry the lard.
Watch the fat slowly fry out, and then fry slowly until it turns brown.
A stronger smell of oil came out.
Ma Teng could only endure it because there was nothing like onions, ginger, garlic, peppercorns and anise at home, let alone bay leaves and cinnamon.
After rummaging through the whole house, there were just a few grains of coarse salt and a small jar of pickles that had been pickled at an unknown time. I picked them up in my mind and realized that this small jar of pickles was bought from Liubiju.
Oh, this prodigal son.
After a few minutes, I tried it with chopsticks. The oil residue was already a little hard, and it looked like the oil had been forced out.
Use chopsticks to pick them out one by one.
Most of the plate was filled with oil residue, and there was probably a large bowl of oil.
Let the oil cool slightly before pouring it into the bowl.
Otherwise, it will be too hot and the bowl will crack, and all the oil will be wasted.
Mix some batter first and make noodle soup later.
Egg dumpling noodle soup, this is also Ma Teng's unique skill.
Sometimes there is no time to have breakfast in the morning. The only thing that can make breakfast within 3 minutes is this egg noodle soup.
It's so familiar, I don't know how many times I've done it, the memory has been engraved in my soul.
Even if he changes his body, he is still skillful in stirring the batter.
After finishing it, I looked at the oil pan and saw that it was cool enough.
Wipe the bowl clean and pour it in carefully.
As expected, it was almost full, and now it's just right.
Leave it here and wait for it to solidify on its own, then you will have lard to eat, but the oil still needs to be fried with onions, peppers, garlic and Sichuan peppercorns.
This time I didn’t put anything in it, the smell was too strong.
Bang bang bang...
Ma Teng frowned, put down the pot, and looked at the door. Anyone who came at this hour must be up to no good.
"Who is it?"
"Xiao Ma, I am your uncle."
"Master Yi, what's the matter? I fell asleep."
This boy actually called me Master Yi? Yi Zhonghai held back his temper and continued, "I heard that you are back. I came to see you. How are you? Open the door and tell me."
Want to come in? That would be even worse.
"Master Yi, I just came back. My clothes are all dirty and have been washed. I'm naked and can't open the door. I'm worried about you. Don't worry. I'm almost in good health. The factory will let me rest until next day." If you go to work at the beginning of this month, if you have anything else to say, just tell me at the door."
Ignoring Yi Zhonghai outside the door, he didn't even wash the pot. He put it on the stove and added a bowl of water to the pot. He thought about how much he would eat in the hospital, smacked his lips, looked at the small bowl in his hand, and added more water. Two bowls of water.
Suddenly I felt that the batter was a little less, so I used this bowl to mix it some more.
I looked at the eggs, there were only so many, and took out three.
Outside the door, Yi Zhonghai's fingers were all white. He had stripped naked and had no clothes on. No one in the whole yard knew that you had the most clothes.
I came here today just to see what the factory leaders gave this boy. I heard from Yan Bugui that there are two big bags, and there must be good things.
This kid doesn't know how to get a cent. If you smell the smell, he must be frying lard.
Look at who in the whole yard has eaten alone before, and this kid really wants to do this. In the past, this kid would just go out to eat, but today, the Jia family in the middle courtyard is about to be shaken by frying lard in the yard, and this kid actually I don’t understand anything, and I don’t know how to send a little bit from house to house. This is what harmony among neighbors in a compound should look like.
Instead of eating alone like this kid, he didn't even think about the several highly respected uncles in the courtyard.
I was blind at first, so why did I agree to this guy building a courtyard wall?
Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai really wanted to give himself a slap in the face.
But he never thought that Ma Teng just came to talk to him. There were street clerks behind Ma Teng at that time.
Only after the street clerk measured it in person did the workers start work.
There is no such thing as a master in the courtyard.
"Xiao Ma, then you have a good rest. I'll come back tomorrow morning." Yi Zhonghai turned around and left with a gloomy face.
A shadow flashed inside the door of a household in the backyard. He saw that Yi Zhonghai did not enter the door, but left after saying a few words. He cursed for being a coward and closed the door.
Jia Dongxu, who was standing at the door of Yi's house, watched Yi Zhonghai come back with his hands behind his back with a straight face. Judging from his expression, there must be no results. His heart sank, and he had other ideas about his master.
However, his expression did not change as he stepped forward.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Jia Dongxu smiled apologetically and looked at Yi Zhonghai with a look of ignorance.
"It's nothing. The boy didn't open the door. He said that he had washed all his clothes and was naked. I told him to go find him again tomorrow morning." Yi Zhonghai said and entered the house.
"Master, I'm going home first. You can rest early."
Yi Zhonghai didn't say anything. Jia Dongxu waited for a while, and when there was no response, he turned around and returned home.
"Dongxu, what did your master say?" When Jia Zhang saw her son back, she ran over enthusiastically. She looked at her son's empty hands and looked a little unhappy.
"The master said that the boy had washed all his clothes. He was naked and had no clothes to wear, and the door was not opened. The master said that he would go and have a look tomorrow morning.
Mom, go to bed early, I'm tired. "As he said that, he walked into the small compartment inside.
Qin Huairu was already lying on the bed, with Banggan on one side and Xiaodang on the other.
Jia Dongxu frowned, "Why don't you let your son and mother sleep? They're all sleeping here. Where should I sleep?"
Saying that, he walked out holding Bangge, who was already asleep.
Qin Huairu said nothing, rolled her eyes at Jia Dongxu, turned over, and hugged Xiaodang.
After a while, I felt someone touch the bed, and then started to touch me randomly.
Qin Huairu didn't even need to guess who it was, she knew it was Jia Dongxu by the smell of her body.
Although Qin Huairu gritted her teeth and made no sound, she would inevitably make some strange humming noises.
Jia Zhang cursed shamelessly outside.
He turned over, patted the stick and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Ma Teng's boiled white flour and egg soup was also ready at this time.
There is no such big bowl, so use a small pot and serve it while eating.
After scraping the entire pot clean, he pursed his lips and burped with satisfaction.
At this time, the water in the kettle was boiling.
Pour some into bowls and pots.
The rest is collected directly into the space.
Ma Teng wanted to try to see if it was still before proceeding to the next step.
In addition to a copper kettle, there were also some lean meat cut from the original fat meat.
If there is nothing to do tomorrow morning and the kettle is not cold, then it means that there is no time in this space for the time being.
Hey, you have to do everything by yourself. If you look at others, there is a caring elf who will answer whatever you ask. You can ask it all kinds of difficult questions. But as for you, you have to explore everything by yourself.
After eating, Ma Teng turned off the light and lay down on the bed. It was not easy. He was looking forward to going home in the hospital, but after a series of encounters after returning home, Ma Teng was so angry that he really wanted to tear down the home.
But it’s all over, and there are still more than ten days left. Try to tidy up the house during this time, and buy all the things that need to be bought. If possible, you can stock up on some things.
My salary plus the factory subsidy gave me 95.8 yuan this month, as well as some industrial stamps, meat stamps, food stamps, etc., and some miscellaneous stamps, such as towel stamps, soap stamps, match stamps, etc. Quite a few.
The uncle from the main hospital gave him 100 yuan, a bicycle military ticket, and a certificate that issued the military ticket to Ma Teng. This is a reliable thing to do.
With this proof, Ma Teng doesn't have to worry about being investigated wherever he buys a car.
In other words, I will become a car owner in the future.
Suddenly he sat up and thought that he still had a small vault. He turned on the light, groped under the bed and took out a small iron box. He then went to the closet and took out a small cloth bag.
There are also roof beams, under the floor tiles at the door, and under the stone beside the courtyard wall. This guy has no other abilities, but he is quite good at hiding things.
After finding everything, Ma Teng felt tired and wanted to curse again.
Because the total sum of these places is only 245 yuan. After working for two years, you have saved so much? This prodigal son.
No, I dug through the pile of money and found that the small pile of money was originally hidden on the beam.
It's not because of the lack of money, but because there are a few three-yuan cards here.
Hehehe giggled while holding these three-yuan bills.
From now on, ten three-yuan bills will be equivalent to a large flat in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou.
Here are 6 pictures, with some tips.
If you want to be stable in this era, there are many ways to do it, isn’t this coming?
The 3 Yuan price seemed to have been discontinued in the 1960s. I was curious and checked it out at the time.
Not only these, but also some stamps and so on.
But when the time comes, you only need to earn one thing, such as these three yuan. If you raise more, there won't be any problems. If there is one less card on the market, you will have more money in the future.
Those who hoard antiques, stamps, houses, etc., must sell them.
And I have space, so I will definitely have enough of these when the time comes. I collect them when I encounter them, usually selling them for 3 yuan each.
Hey, from now on, when you go out, grab a fan, hold a small teapot, shake it three times, and no one who sees you will call you Third Master.
Ma Teng swallowed when he thought of this, and carefully put away a few uncreased three-yuan sheets. In the future, he will have to collect new ones like this, not only three-yuan, but also other denominations.
Hum hum, I will be Ma Bancheng from now on.
I closed the box again and thought about it. It would be better to put it in the space than anywhere else. But I haven’t figured out anything about the space yet. If it breaks, I won’t be able to do anything about it even if I cry.
After looking at the rafters, I decided to put it there.
He went up to the rafters and fixed them in place, and placed a few mousetraps found in the house next to them.
Foolproof.
After finishing his work, it was already midnight, and Ma Teng lay comfortably on the bed and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
