Scholars in the courtyard

Chapter 111

Yang Xiaotao sat in the yard, reading a book leisurely, picked up an apple from the side from time to time, ate a couple of bites and continued reading.

In the past few days, Yang Xiaotao worked hard to accumulate credits in order to upgrade his culinary skills to the second level.

This is of course to improve the quality of life.

These days, cooks are craftsmen, and they are popular everywhere, and they will never die of hunger if they have something to eat.

Especially in the era when ingredients are scarce, it is the skill of a cook to make simple ingredients into flowers.

Yang Xiaotao doesn't pray to become a master chef or master chef. He doesn't ask for much, as long as he cooks well, tastes delicious, and eats enough to fill him up.

With cooking skills in hand, the ingredients in the daily life can be better utilized instead of being wasted.

Take the fish caught as an example. In the past, it was not easy to cook big fish and small fish. When you catch them, you can only go to Zhou’s house and Uncle Chen’s house for dinner, and you can only cook them in a pot.

But now, deep-fried cooking, big fish are delicious, and small fish can also be fried. Although oil is expensive, he really does not lack this.

The ingredients that used to be eaten for one meal can now be eaten for two meals, and the utilization rate has been greatly improved.

In addition, Yang Xiaotao also wanted to see what rewards would be given every month after being promoted to the second level.

After reading a page, Yang Xiaotao listened to the complaints from the people around him, got up and stretched his muscles.

Now a new round of vegetables has just been planted in the vegetable garden. The tomato and pepper fields have been cleared out, and Chinese cabbage, radish, and some garlic and onions are planted.

The main reason is that there are too few vegetables that can be grown in this season. Most people eat cabbage and radishes in winter.

Fortunately, there is Xiaowei taking care of the vegetable garden. The ability of this plant elf is simply blessed by nature, turning decay into magic.

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Red-orange apples with yellow stripes look the size of a baseball, but they taste crunchy and sweet.

This kind of red Fuji apple is exchanged from the exchange bar, and it has not been grown in China yet.

Of course, ordinary people don't know about these things, and no one cares about them when they see apples that are just for eating.

A credit is five catties, and eating an apple in this season will make you feel better.

Academic studies have shown that eating sweets can make people feel good.

Yang Xiaotao is practicing it himself.

Well, it works well.

After eating one, I happened to see Qin Huairu coming out of Shazhu's house and walking into the yard. The two just glanced at each other and stopped seeing each other.

Afterwards, Yang Xiaotao heard Uncle Chen's voice beside him.

"What's the matter, sir?"

Aunt Chen angrily threw an invitation over, while Uncle Chen lit a cigarette, shaking his head and sighing.

"How did the Jia family get into this?"

Yang Xiaotao glanced at it, especially the clear price tag at the end, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He was sure that this idea was definitely written by Jia Zhang.

"The Jia family is like this. They use to look like a dog in front of others, shaking their heads and tails to look pitiful. There is no need for it. They bared their teeth behind their backs, maybe they can still take a bite."

What Yang Xiaotao said was straightforward, and the Chen family and the old couple nodded, because Yang Xiaotao was right, and the Jia family was exactly such a person.

"You don't have to worry about it all the time. The Jia family is asking for trouble by doing this. Just wait and see."

The old couple looked at each other the same way, they would not participate anyway.

In the evening, Yang Xiaotao continued to turn on the lamp to read at night, and he didn't finish reading the book in hand until midnight.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for familiarizing himself with "Principles and Structures of Mechanics" and obtaining 238 credits!"

Rubbing his eyes, a system notification sounded in his mind, announcing that he had finished reading the book.

"Finally saved enough."

Yang Xiaotao closed his eyes, his mind was still full of mechanical principles, a bunch of gears and chains.

Since the last time he obtained his culinary skills, Yang Xiaotao has worked hard on this book. He has roughly read it from the beginning, but now he has not only gained credits for his familiar reading, but also scored three or four points for the knowledge in these books.

Of course, Yang Xiaotao will continue to read this book for the future. After all, there is intensive reading and mastery beyond familiarity. Those levels will double the credits.

"System, upgrade cooking skills to level two."

Consciously give orders.

Soon, 100 credits were consumed, and the prompt sounded again.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the cooking skills have been promoted to the second level. You will be rewarded with ten catties of meat coupons and ten catties of eggs every month."

Sure enough, after improving his culinary skills, he will get extra money every month.

Now, the second level of fishing skills has a national food coupon of ten catties per month, and there is still 10 yuan.

Calculated in this way, Yang Xiaotao's monthly income is 57 yuan, a supply of food, a set of various tickets issued by the factory, and additional gains from skills.

In addition, there are credits to exchange for items. In short, if you calculate it carefully, you can earn a lot.

In addition to the "justice" that was obtained from the beasts every now and then, Yang Xiaotao dared to say that no one in this courtyard was richer than him.

With the upgrade of cooking skills, another wave of experience appeared in his mind, and then Yang Xiaotao fell asleep while digesting the experience.

In the morning, the alarm clock rang on time, Yang Xiaotao got up, cleaned up and prepared breakfast.

Recently, there are a lot of tasks in the rolling mill, and I worked overtime several times to catch up with the work.

So Yang Xiaotao didn't dare to fool around with breakfast in the morning, he had to make something to satisfy his hunger.

Yesterday cooking rewarded ten catties of eggs, Yang Xiaotao took out twenty of them and put them in the pot, and found some brown sugar to boil in it.

After a while, the water in the pot was gurgling, and the aroma wafted out of the pot, out of the house, and permeated the entire courtyard.

Yang Xiaotao took out two packs of Baixiang instant noodles, a piece of old ham, and then took out the eggs and washed them under the pot.

After waiting for a while, the instant noodles were brought to the table. Yang Xiaotao took out two red eggs and peeled off the skins to reveal the white and tender eggs. When he smelled them, the aroma was tangy.

In the yard, Mrs. Jia Zhang got up early and sat at the door, smelling the fragrance, and began to curse.

"Eat every day, eat every day, why don't you eat poor you!"

"I just make eggs in the morning, and why don't people eat?"

"Damn little bastard, he has no sympathy or human touch. He deserves to be unable to find a wife and die."

Yang Xiaotao didn't get angry when he heard Jia Zhang's yelling outside the yard, he picked up the plate and went to the door, and started to eat delicious food in front of Jia Zhang's.

Picking up the egg with a chopstick, he bit it down to reveal the orange yolk. Mrs. Jia Zhang at the door looked at it, and stopped talking, almost drooling.

Yang Xiaotao picked up another piece of ham sausage, bit it open to reveal strips of meat, and swallowed it, making Jia Zhang even more restless.

Yang Xiaotao ate bite by bite, not fast, but Jia Zhang could see clearly.

In the room, Qin Huairu, who was cooking, suddenly heard the silence at the door, and came out out of curiosity to check the situation.

Then I saw Jia Zhang's body sideways, his mouth almost protruding into the yard, and his eyes staring at one side.

Qin Huairu looked over and saw that Yang Xiaotao was eating mouthful, heartily, and felt that the saliva in his throat was a little more.

"What are you looking at, come back and cook."

In the house, Jia Dongxu was hungry smelling the smell of eggs, and was very angry to see his wife embarrassing herself at the door.

The two reacted, and Yang Xiaotao also returned to the house after eating, so they could only go back to the house resentfully and continue cooking.

Just looking at the cornbread and corn mush in the pot, neither of them had much appetite.

Outside the door, Yang Xiaotao left three boiled eggs, and took the others out.

Now, he also has a group of brothers in the workshop. These people follow him and discuss and study together on weekdays. They have a good relationship.

In the yard, seeing Yang Xiaotao leaving the courtyard with a bag of brown sugar eggs, the people in the yard became sour again.

Yang Xiaotao didn't care, he threw the egg to Wang Fa when he came to the workshop, and several people were rude, this was not the first time such a thing happened.

Everyone knows Yang Xiaotao's family background, and there are quite a few things about it.

Of course, Wang Fa still told him to save it, and save it to find a wife in the future and live a stable life.

Yang Xiaotao listened every time, but still did not change.

"Brother Wang, there are a lot of tasks today."

Looking at the task at hand, Yang Xiaotao's work at this time is the work of a fourth-level fitter, so their team's tasks are more than usual.

"Well, the director just sent it out. It's still your fault."

"Uh, I don't want to either."

Yang Xiaotao spread his hands, Wang Fa was also helpless.

Who made Yang Xiaotao do such a good job?Now he is a fourth-level fitter, and the workpieces produced have a 30% defective rate, but Yang Xiaotao's defective rate can be controlled to less than 10%. If this year's grading assessment is not over, Wang Guodong would want him to directly assess the fourth level The fitter is gone.

Therefore, in order to quickly and economically manufacture workpieces, Yang Xiaotao and his team took on more tasks.

"But it's good. Our group is definitely an advanced group today. The director said that this month, we will each give out an extra catty of pork, and it will come directly from the kitchen."

Wang Fa said excitedly, this is meat, and it doesn't cost money, it doesn't cost money.

"Really? Then the other groups won't be sour?"

"Haha, isn't that right, Lao Ma and the others went to the director's office several times this morning."

"But it's useless, and it's a waste to give them."

"That's right, you didn't see the faces of those guys, tsk tsk!"

Che Wenwei joked on the side, and there was laughter all around again.

Now, Yang Xiaotao is the baby in their group, and even the entire third workshop has his say.

Especially for problem solving, the key point can often be found in one sentence.

Today, the production capacity of the third workshop is almost equal to that of the first workshop without two rolling mills, which has proved the strength of the third workshop.

"Don't be poor, hurry up and finish your work, today is another busy day."

After Wang Fa came out, he interrupted the gossip that was about to rise, and everyone dispersed, ready to start work.

When the work in the workshop was in full swing, Mrs. Jia Zhang was sitting at the door, holding a needle and thread in her hand and smacking it bit by bit, as if fierce.

Thinking of what happened this morning, my teeth are gritted.

"This little bastard is really rich."

Mrs. Jia Zhang was thinking about Yang Xiaotao's family fortune, and it came to three or four hundred. This is the result of her conservative calculation and the extra cost of daily expenses.

"No, how could he be missing from such a big matter as the Full Moon Wine."

Jiazhang got up on a whim, immediately got up and ran into the house, and ran out again after a while.

Qin Huairu was looking after the child in the house, but she didn't understand what was going on, but only vaguely saw a touch of red leaking out of her mother-in-law's pocket.

(End of this chapter)