They walked for a long time when they came, and walked for a long time when they went back. The only difference was that they were talking and laughing when they went back. The wind in the evening became colder and colder. The two of them talked and laughed, but it was only a short distance.
Although there were only a few lights on the north bank, smoke was still curling up from the kitchens, tired birds were returning to their nests, and lights were lit sporadically in every house, and everything seemed to be beginning to calm down.
For her hard work during the day, Yi Niang got a bucket of rice, some vegetable oil, a handful of green vegetables, and some white flour. After eating millet porridge for so long, I am now slowly starting to eat white rice. When the winter solstice comes two days later, the remaining bread and dumplings can be considered a big meal.
Yi Niang washed the rice gently and put it in the pot. She was not willing to throw away the rice washing water, so she kept it aside. The crystal grains of rice are like bright pearls, dazzling. I'm too tired today. Yi Niang said that I should cook something dry at night and eat full stomach. Ladle a little water into the pot, put the rice in, then cut the green vegetables into sections, then put them into the pot, and covered the pot. The fire in the stove was swaying brightly. The oil lamp in the room was weak, and the brightness of the stove fire made me laugh. It barely provides enough light for people to do other things, and it makes people feel very warm.
Large pieces of firewood were burning in the belly of the stove, and Yi Niang was very diligent in adding more. But after a while, even before the pot was opened, the sweet fragrance of rice floated over. How could it be so fragrant? This is just a pot of rice. Yeah, even if nothing else is added, the smell of the rice alone makes Liang Chuan's mouth water. It's also hard for Liang Chuan, who has been drinking watery meals for dozens of days in a row, and eating dry meals is always delicious.
Yi Niang checked the time and calculated in her mind that it was time to start the pot. Liang Chuan was like a follower, holding a big pottery bowl, like a hungry wolf, his eyes glowing green.
As soon as the pot is opened, the steaming water vapor mixed with the sweetness of the rice hits the face, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Although Liangchuan ate a lot of rice in later generations, it was not a small amount that I had seen in various restaurants and street stalls. , but this kind of rice fragrance is unheard of.
The grains of rice look distinct, full and translucent, with air holes next to each other like big fat boys without looking dry. Liang Chuan himself is a young man with a background in agriculture. How to grow crops and how to grow good crops is what they have been pursuing for several years in the ivory tower, such as standardized cultivation of crops, precision sowing and seedling transplantation technology. Use formula fertilization technology to improve the level of scientific fertilization.
Every technology is closely related to the yield of crops. Advanced technology is a double-edged sword. The consequence is that the yield has increased, but the common reaction is that rice has become less and less flavorful. People of older generations often say that they used to When I was a kid, I didn’t have much to eat, and I had to do heavy work. At home, I had a bowl of rice that was cooked without any side dishes. I ate it with gusto just with that bowl of rice, and I could eat a lot. Now, let alone the side dishes. When serving food, if there is no soup, I will not be able to swallow it. Of course there are delicious rice, Wuchang rice, but how many ordinary families can afford it?
Liang Chuan was holding a bowl and watching eagerly. Yi Niang said with a smile: "Third brother, it's not so fast yet, don't be impatient!"
Liang Chuan was impatient and asked: "Yi Niang, what delicious food did you add to this pot? Why does it smell so good?"
Yi Niang said: "No, there are other delicious things. Just rice and some wild vegetables. The taste will not be single. In the past, the food in my hometown was called vegetable rice, which is vegetable rice. Most people usually eat it like this. How to eat.”
Yi Niang was not in a hurry to start the pot. She turned over the rice in the pot with a wooden spatula. The white rice was wrapped in green vegetables. Liang Chuan didn't know what kind of vegetable this was. It looked like an unknown wild vegetable. , bright color, after turning the rice evenly, cover it and let it simmer for a while. The heat of the fire slowly penetrated the pot lid, making Yi Niang's little face blush.
Before the meal was ready, suddenly the firewood door outside the house opened with a creak, as if something had broken in.
Liang Chuan reacted very alertly. He immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, made a silencing gesture to Yi Niang, and then tiptoed to the door to take a look. When Yi Niang saw him like this, she had no reaction and said, "Don't be nervous. No one will come here at night, not even thieves. The house is naked and you can see everything at a glance. Don't look at it." Come back for dinner, it might be a wild boar!”
"What! Wild boar? There are actually wild boars here!" When Liang Chuan heard this word, his eyes were originally glowing green, but now they almost turned into laser rays. His eyes were shining brightly when he thought of the delicious taste of wild boar. , the saliva fell to the ground like a waterfall.
"Is there anyone in the house?" A middle-aged and elderly man called from outside!
Someone is really coming.
At this time, even Yi Niang was curious, who was it and came here so late?
"Is there anyone in the house?" He asked in a louder voice, "It's strange, you can clearly see the smoke. There should be someone cooking in the house, but no one said anything. Miss, I think we should come back another day."
"Lao Cai, if you call me twice more, we'll go back if there's no one around." A delicate female voice came in.
It looked like he was looking for someone. There was no village in front of him or any shop in the back. He Lu could only see so many people at a glance. Two little girls came here at this time. Are you worried that they might be cannibals? Liang Chuan guessed that there wasn't a bad person outside the door, so he picked up a firewood stick to make a fire, opened the door latch and stumbled out.
After taking a closer look, it turned out that they were two pretty little beauties. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes. Although the sky was dark, you could still see that these two girls were quite attractive. At least they looked more like the country girls who worked in the fields every day. There was an old man next to him, holding a lantern, and it seemed that he was here to help these two girls.
"Who are you? Sign up! What are you doing? Don't blame me for being rude to you if you don't tell me honestly today!" Liang Chuan shouted loudly to several uninvited guests, but he is now a disabled person, and his physical inconvenience These harsh words are a little hard to believe.
Although he is a disabled person, a strong man holding a big stick would scare any young girl into pale colors. The two girls immediately hid behind the little old man.
"What are you yelling about! What the hell, we girls came here today because we heard that there is a lame man here who can sing very well. I came here specially to have a look. I didn't expect that there is a lame man. It seems to be you. "The little old man was holding a lantern. It was difficult to see the expression on the old face under the dim light, but Liang Chuan could tell from his words that he was confident in his words and should have some background.
As soon as the other party came up, they called themselves cripples, and Yi Niang was a little unhappy. They pulled Liang Chuan's sleeves and wanted to let these people go quickly. Liang Chuan heard what he said and thought about it carefully. Aren't these two girls the same ones who listened to him singing at the market during the day? Why did they chase him home?
"Who are you calling lame? If you dare to talk nonsense here again, I want you to look good, so get out of here! You are not welcome here!" Liang Chuan rudely issued an eviction order.
When the girl opposite heard that Liang Chuan was unhappy, she immediately panicked and said to Xiao Lao, "What should I do with Lao Cai? He doesn't seem to welcome us. We have traveled such a long way, are we going back like this?"
The little old man tilted his head towards the two women, but his eyes were fixed on Liang Chuan, and he responded: "Girl, don't panic, I want to see how he can look good to us. In this one-third of an acre of Fengshan Township, Not many people dare to say they want me to look good!"
This little old man acted calmly. He looked like he had experienced strong winds and waves. Words of encouragement had no effect at all. If this doesn't work, we can only find another way. Liang Chuan also put away his previous attitude and said: "It's dark and there's nothing to entertain guests. Just tell me what you want to do."
The little old man remained motionless, but his mouth was moving.
"That's right, young people, don't imitate others. I heard from the girl that you can sing a very fresh song. The girl is fun, so she asked me to take them to you. They said they saw you coming towards Helu on the North Bank. There is no one here in Helu. I looked around and saw that your place looks a bit like yours. It should be your hut and there is no one else. It is really inappropriate to come so late at night, but since we are here, we don’t want to waste it. Let me go, I hope you can teach the girl that song during the day, and it will fulfill the girl’s wish!"
It turns out that they are here to learn singing. They came all the way and in the middle of nowhere at night. I'm afraid these two are not just two lunatics. They are so full that they have nothing to do. Look at the clothes these three people are wearing. , obviously the clothes he and his artiste are wearing are not of the same level, and their background is definitely not low. Who has ever seen a poor guy who can’t eat enough and still thinks about whether the music is good or not?
"It's getting late now and we haven't eaten yet. It's really inconvenient...!"
"We give you money!"
"It's cold outside, sit inside, hurry up!"
When Yi Niang saw that these people were not planning to leave, the condescending attitude of the three people was particularly uncomfortable, so she simply took a bowl and made some rice, and asked Liang Chuan to eat first, and then greet these people later.
Liang Chuan could only smile: "Sorry, I'll have a meal first!"
He looked at the bowl of vegetable rice. The cooked rice looked oily, but he didn't actually add any oil to the pot. He used his chopsticks to scoop out a big mouthful of rice and put it into his mouth. The texture was not hard at all, and there were still some rice grains. It's slightly yellow, as if oil has been boiled out of the rice! There are no vegetables in the rice. The rice tastes a bit soft and glutinous. The rice is sticky but not sticky to the teeth. Especially the aroma of the rice is so obvious. Just smelling it makes me want to eat. A pair of chopsticks are like It was like a shovel, flying around in the rice. After eating millet porridge for a long time, I encountered a bowl of dry rice porridge today, and it was so deadly! On the contrary, without the oil star, the taste of the dish was not as good as that of the bowl of rice, and the bowl of rice was destroyed by patronage.
