Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

Uncle San is very talented in learning to ride a bicycle.

Now it can carry people and ride steadily on the road.

The roads nowadays are not like the roads of the future. They are full of potholes. When it rains, people walk on the roads with one foot shallow and one foot deep, and the roads are all muddy.

Then the next day the sun came out and the ground was shaped, with footprints everywhere.

You can imagine how bad the road condition is.

But this is only the road in the village. The quality of the roads outside is still good. It’s not as smooth as riding a bicycle on flat ground, but at least it’s not bumpy.

So there was a reason why Liu Ping'an entered the village and wanted to push the cart.

When Uncle San arrived at the door, the wooden door was open. He stepped over the low threshold and rode his bicycle in.

When he saw Liu Ping'an, he said excitedly: "Your bicycle is of great quality. It is better than the ox cart used in the village."

"It's OK. After all, such an expensive item wouldn't be so popular if the quality was not good."

Uncle San nodded, Xiaoxia and Xiaoyan happily got off the back seat and ran into the main room, and Uncle San also parked the bicycle.

"I wanted to take Xiaoxia to the village chief to get a certificate, but the village chief went with Dazhuang to pull manure on the ox cart and prepare to do the last fertilization. He is expected to be back tomorrow."

"I'm not in a hurry, Uncle San. I've only been back for a while. Why should I be in a hurry to go to the city?"

Uncle San ran to the kitchen, brought out a basin of water, and wiped the bicycle with a rag. There was a little mud on the bicycle, but Liu Ping'an didn't think it was a big deal.

But Uncle San wiped it very carefully, just like he was taking care of his daughter-in-law.

Liu Ping'an now understood why the old man cleaned the car every day. He did it to cherish it.

He got it too easily and didn't understand that money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat.

With Liu Ping'an's current salary, he would have to work for a year without eating or drinking to buy a bicycle.

Normally it would take about a year and a half.

It’s normal to cherish it after such a long time.

Since Uncle San was cleaning the bicycle, Liu Ping'an didn't disturb him.

It is almost time for dinner, and Liu Ping'an's mother Zhang Guifang has already gone into the kitchen and started busying herself.

The aunts and grandmas are still making clothes, saying that we need to wear clean clothes when we go back tomorrow.

In that case, Liu Ping'an prepared to show off his cooking skills.

When I walked into the kitchen, Zhang Guifang was cutting meat, mainly smoked meat hanging on the beams of the kitchen.

This thing is suitable for ancient times and now.

In later generations, they were considered something to eat for fun, to try something new.

After all, there is fresh meat for sale every day. Who would eat preserved food? Eating too much can easily make you sick.

Liu Ping'an came over carrying a bag. Zhang Guifang looked over curiously and saw Liu Ping'an open the small sack, revealing the green peas inside.

Zhang Guifang’s eyes widened.

"Hey, this is a pea? Where did it come from?"

Peas can be planted all year round, but they need a period of growth in spring, at least from February to April, and can only be harvested in May.

How can there be peas at this time of year when it is neither winter nor spring?

"This was given to me by a friend in the city."

Liu Ping'an poured the peas into the bowl, and the "bang bang bang" sound was so pleasant.

"We are now building something called a vegetable greenhouse, where we can grow off-season vegetables."

Zhang Guifang didn't understand, but since he was her son, she didn't feel ashamed.

“What are off-season vegetables?”

"That is to say, vegetables that were originally only available in spring can now be eaten in winter after the vegetable greenhouse is built."

Hearing this, Zhang Guifang lost her composure. She put down the kitchen knife, picked up the peas and took a look at them.

"There is such a magical thing? If we grow spring vegetables in winter, can we eat them?"

As soon as he said this, Liu Ping'an thought of those strange old people in his previous life.

I think out-of-season vegetables should not be eaten, and the best thing to do is to eat seasonal vegetables in this season.

Isn't this fart?

Technology is clearly advancing, but they insist on going backwards.

Why don't you go back to being a caveman, living in a cave and eating raw meat?

"It's edible. This is a technological advancement, mom. Just think about it, you can eat the vegetables you want all year round. Isn't this a good thing?"

Zhang Guifang agreed when she heard it. Now the world is so big, and food is the most important thing.

If there were such "vegetable greenhouses" everywhere, there would be no shortage of food.

Thinking of this, Zhang Guifang began to think excitedly about how to deal with this pot of peas.

"Come on, son, go light the fire and I'll cook."

Seeing that his mother wanted to show off her cooking skills, Liu Ping'an was happy to do so. He happily sat down in front of the stove, picked up a match and lit the wood chips to start the fire. Then he put the wood in, leaving a gap in the middle. Flames started to rise, and a blazing fire rose in the stove.

"I'll make you some pea rice."

"You light the fire first."

Zhang Guifang washed the peas with great interest, then opened a pot to steam the rice.

Looking at the water Zhang Guifang added, Liu Ping'an knew that she was going to cook dry rice.

He was a little touched. He had only eaten dry rice once in the courtyard during these days, otherwise he would have forgotten what dry rice tasted like.

While the rice was being steamed, Zhang Guifang was processing peas and dicing the bear meat. He poured soybean oil into another pot and put the bear meat in when the smoke rose.

A sizzling sound was heard and the aroma of meat filled the air, attracting the three little ones.

They leaned on the door sill and watched Zhang Guifang cook happily.

When they smelled this aroma, they knew they were going to have something delicious tonight.

Lele was even more happy shouting "Meat", "Eat meat".

Zhang Guifang fried the bear meat for a while, then placed it on a plate to cool, then added peas and fried until the peas turned darker in color and softer in texture before serving it with the rice.

Place it together with the fried bear meat.

After finishing this, Zhang Guifang washed the pot and took out a piece of pork from the cupboard.

This is a piece of pork belly. Zhang Guifang puts the pork belly into the pot and prepares to cook it.

At this time, my uncle and Liu Jianjun were carrying meals from the commune canteen. This was the last meal of the day and they had to wait until the next time they worked.

There is no way around it. In fact, many communal canteens have been cancelled because they can no longer afford it.

This place has not been cancelled because the commune canteen is needed to survive.

Maybe it was the last day, the meal was still relatively dry, they brought it in and put it on the stove, staring eagerly at the steaming bear meat and peas.

They also asked the same question, and Liu Ping'an explained it to them for a long time before they understood.

Then they walked proudly toward the main room, apparently to show off.

At this time, the rice was ready and the pork belly in the pot was also cooked. Zhang Guifang took out the pork belly.

"Mom, what are you going to do?"

“Twice-cooked pork.”

Zhang Guifang said proudly that there used to be a Sichuan chef in her village who taught them how to cook Sichuan cuisine, but Zhang Guifang only remembered how to cook twice-cooked pork.

She cut the cooked twice-cooked pork into slices and poured onion, ginger, sugar, salt, soy sauce, garlic and green pepper into the pot.

With a loud roar, a large amount of smoke came out and flew out along the chimney.

The pervasive fragrance immediately attracted countless flying birds, whose clear and loud calls echoed in the evening of Qinjia Village.