Siheyuan: The Final Winner

the next day.

Early in the morning, Jiang Ping'an was awakened by Xiao Dang's cries.

Qin Huairu dragged his tired body, quickly got dressed, changed Xiaodang's diaper, and fed him.

Jiang Pingan couldn't fall asleep, so he also got up.

"Two thermos bottles are not enough." Qin Huairu said while feeding Xiaodang.

Jiang Pingan, who was washing his face, gave her a blank look and said, "Come on, two is already a lot!"

"You seem to have only one Jia family, right? I didn't see you complaining in front of Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu!"

Everything needs a ticket these days, and thermos bottles are no exception.

Jiang Ping'an had three thermos bottles. He was afraid of making people jealous, and he needed to use them himself, so he took two of them to the countryside.

Qin Huairu said pitifully, "I just wanted to tell you one thing, and I didn't complain about anything."

"It's best not to complain. I find that you are getting more and more presumptuous now, and you are always acting weird with me."

After Jiang Ping'an washed his face, he stepped forward and hugged Xiao Dang away, and took a few mouthfuls of dry food with a satisfied face.

"Snatching again, how old is he, and still so childish!"

Qin Huairu patted him lightly, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although she has a lot of eyes, she just loves Jiang Ping'an being so close to her, and her heart is at ease.

Jiang Pingan laughed and said, "There are still some steamed buns left over from yesterday, so you can eat some more tonics this morning."

"It's to make up." Qin Huairu nodded and smiled.

Why is she begging for nothing to follow Jiang Ping'an?

Isn't it just for stuttering?

Of course she won't be polite.

While talking and joking, Xiao Dang had nothing to eat. He was stunned for a while, and suddenly he pursed his mouth and burst into tears, very sad.

Qin Huairu had no choice but to take the pawn from Jiang Ping'an and continue to feed her.

"Looking at the good deeds you have done, Xiao Dang is so angry!" Qin Huairu glared at him and said angrily.

Speaking of which, although this little Dang will be a white-eyed wolf in the future, she didn't cry much when she was a child.

As long as she is fed and clothed warmly, and the diaper is dry, she eats and sleeps, sleeps and eats, and rarely makes noise.

Otherwise, Jiang Ping'an would have been bored to death.

Qin Huairu was very busy in the morning. After feeding Xiao Dang, she hurriedly lit a fire to cook.

Qin Huairu was very happy to eat white flour steamed buns and rice porridge in the morning.

She had never eaten so well in Jia's house, but in the countryside, she could not only eat enough, but also eat well.

"Grab some kimchi, it's the most delicious meal!" Jiang Ping'an reminded Xiao Dang while hugging him.

Qin Huairu said with a smile: "You are really willing to spend your money, how much salt does it take to make such a big jar of pickles!"

"Hehe, it took me a long time to save enough." Jiang Pingan said with a smile.

Qin Huairu nodded, and asked with a smile: "Your method of making pickles is based on the method in Sichuan, right?"

"Yes, have you eaten these days?" Jiang Pingan nodded.

Shudi pickles, also known as pickled cabbage, are traditional special dishes and belong to Sichuan cuisine.

Raw materials include radish sprouts, cabbage gangs, vegetable stems, cucumbers, beans, etc.

Simple to make, easy to store and easy to eat.

It can be made all year round, but the climate and environment are very particular about making it.

It is a side dish that is often prepared at home, and it is also a well-known left-hand dish in Sichuan.

Its taste is salty and sour, the taste is crisp and fresh, the color is bright, the fragrance is tangy, appetizing and refreshing, sobering up and removing greasy, suitable for all ages.

Red sea pepper, green cowpea, white powdered radish, blue and yellow lotus white, yellow ginger...

Take out a piece and chew it carefully, sour, spicy, sweet and salty.

Several layers of distinct textures bloom together in the mouth, this is the taste of kimchi.

Qin Huairu nodded and said with a smile: "The day I first came, Jingru grabbed a few pickled radishes and cut them into pieces. I tasted it and it was really appetizing."

Jiang Pingan nodded and said, "If you like to eat, you can grab it yourself."

"However, be careful, no matter whether you use a quick clamp or grab it with your hands, it must not be stained with oil or raw water, otherwise a jar of kimchi will spoil quickly."

"No wonder Jingru didn't let me catch it, because she was afraid that I would break it!" Qin Huairu said thoughtfully.

Soon, the steamed buns were filled with gas, and the porridge was cooked.

It happened that Xiao Dang fell asleep again, Qin Huairu took Xiao Dang and put her in the room after setting the bowl.

When she came back, Jiang Ping'an had already eaten.

Qin Huairu sat down, took a steamed bun, and asked while eating: "Are you going out today?"

"Well, I'm going out." Jiang Pingan nodded.

"It's my job to hit three shots with or without dates."

"Come back at night?" Qin Huairu asked again.

Although she was tortured miserably by Jiang Ping'an, she also knew the taste.

In addition, although Jiang Ping'an was domineering, he was also quite interesting, so she wished she could do it every day.

If they returned to the courtyard, even if the two of them could sneak around, they couldn't let go after all.

Jiang Pingan replied casually, "I'll try to come back!"

After breakfast, Qin Huairu thoughtfully put a scarf on Jiang Ping'an, and told him in many ways, as gentle as a wife.

Regardless of the white lotus attribute, this woman is a good at putting on makeup.

An ordinary person would have been moved by Qin Huairu long ago.

"If you are idle at home, you are also idle. Boil a few pots of water and wash them well. I love cleanliness." Jiang Ping'an reminded.

"When I come back at night, I have to wash. Remember to prepare the hot water."

When the two worked hard, they sweated a lot.

After finishing the work, I can only wipe it with hot water at most, but it is not as comfortable as taking a bath.

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "As long as you are particular, okay, can I wash it?"

After Jiang Ping'an left home, he rode a bicycle to wander around various production teams.

I was lucky today. It only took half a day to collect dozens of catties of dry goods.

Such as dried fungus, day lily, Xianggu, white fungus, dried bamboo shoots, dried radish, dried beans, dried potato cubes, etc., I collected some of each.

Also received two roosters and dozens of eggs.

In fact, Jiang Ping'an can make these things with space, but he still chooses to buy them.

The reason is simple, farmers need to use these things to exchange cloth tickets, match tickets and other required tickets.

If he does not come, many people's lives will be extremely inconvenient.

Furthermore.

Over the years, Jiang Ping'an's work has almost been smooth sailing thanks to the full support of the villagers.

Now even though he has space and supplies piled up like a mountain, he can't do the thing of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge.

Strange to say, the poorer people are, the more they like to hold things.

They all hope to keep the valuable things at home and use them to save lives at critical moments.

Just like the last few times when Jiang Ping'an went to the countryside, it took several days to pick and search and receive a small basket of things.

Maybe now because the relief food has come down, people no longer worry about starving to death.

So I wanted to live a little more nourishing life, so I was willing to sell my things for money.

On the way home, Jiang Pingan made a count.

It was found that the most people exchanged cloth tickets, followed by tobacco and alcohol tickets.

The fewest people exchanged meat tickets, and no one exchanged one.

Thinking about it, it's true that people can't get enough to eat these days, and no one can't figure it out to eat meat.

Besides, even if you have a ticket, you can't buy meat.

Because in the second half of this year, there will be no fresh meat supply in Beijing.

If you want to satisfy your hunger, you can queue up to buy canned food, and you can only buy it by luck.

In the entire Red Star Commune, almost all the production teams in Jiang Ping'an went all over to receive this item.

From this, it can also be seen how expensive materials are now.