A chicken, a catty of sausage, a catty of white wine, a catty of tofu, and a cabbage.
It was winter, and there were no other vegetables at this time. In winter, there was only cabbage.
Unlike now, where there were vegetable greenhouses and they could eat vegetables in winter.
The money and tickets were paid by He Dawang.
In He Dawang's words, he was just going out to buy things with his uncle. How could he let a child pay for it?
Lin Yi didn't reject him. He didn't have much money anyway. He could just get more benefits for He Dawang later.
Lin Yi used a net bag to pack the things together and rode home with He Dawang.
He Dawang's house was behind the steel mill. It was the staff dormitory that the steel mill gave to the old employees.
The steel mill's staff dormitory was not a courtyard house, but a simple two-story house.
Of course, it was a brick floor, with two floors above and below. It was also very sturdy. However, a family lived in a single room. There were no cubicles. There was a public toilet and a pool outside.
There were two types of staff dormitories now. One was separate rooms, which belonged to the old staff, and the other was temporary.
The factory gave its employees the convenience of living in dormitories temporarily, but they had to pay utility fees. After the workers had worked
for a certain number of years, they could buy the dormitories at a low price.
Of course, all the locals in the capital had houses here. Those who lived in the staff dormitory were either young and unwilling to squeeze with the elderly after getting married, or they were from other places or the countryside.
He Dawang was from another city. After he retired from the military, he entered the steel mill to work. Because he was one of the first batch of employees and married a local wife, he received a housing quota.
He had lived here for more than twenty years, as if it had happened in the blink of an eye.
"That's Liang Lade's house. After dinner, I'll take you there to take your size.”
After parking the car, He Dawang pointed at Liang Ladi's house.
Lin Yi nodded and took off the thing hanging on the handle.
"Uncle Dawang, it's getting late. I'll hurry and cook.”
[He Dawang Anticipation 10]
"Go ahead, haha. The pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli made in the canteen today was developed by you, right? Our factory canteen is very lively today. Everyone says that the dish you developed is delicious.”
That's right. Today, the West Factory had released pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli. Although there was not much pork, most of it was cabbage and vermicelli, there was a taste of meat in the dish! The cabbage and vermicelli were too fragrant.
The workers were eating like crazy.
The entire bowl was filled with vegetables and two large steamed buns. He ate until there was not even any soup left.
On the first day of launch, the pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli received warm praise from the workers of the West Factory.
He Dawang's house was very clean, and it did not look like a place where a man lived at all.
Take He Yuzhu for example. If no one cleaned up the house, it would be as messy as a pigsty. On the other hand, He Dawang's house was not only clean but also very tidy.
It seemed that He Da Wang's habits from his years in the army had not changed at all after so many years.
The house wasn't big. It was just a big house. There were two compartments separated by wooden boards, which were the kitchen and the toilet.
There weren't many dishes in the kitchen, but the condiments such as rice, noodles, oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar were still complete.
Lin Yi placed the things he had bought on the kitchen counter, casually took off the apron hanging on the wall, and put it on. Lin Yi's aura suddenly changed.
"Lin Yi, there are some local specialties here. Look, mushrooms, dried chili, and garlic.”
He Dawang walked in from outside and took out a bag of local specialties from the cabinet. It was very similar to the bag of local specialties that He Yuzhu gave to Third Uncle.
Lin Yi smiled and took the bag of local specialties. He nodded with a smile.
"Alright, it's easier to cook with this. Uncle Dawang, wait for me outside. I'll make you a mushroom stewed chicken tonight.”
[He Dawang excited 20]
"Alright, I'll wait for you outside.”
When he bought the chicken, the chicken had already been feathered and bled, so it was easy to deal with it.
Lin Yi held a knife in his hand and moved it back and forth on the chicken. In a few moves, the entire chicken was divided into two halves by Lin Yi.
The chicken skin and fascia were also removed. The technique was so skillful that it made one's scalp go numb.
Lin Yi planned to leave the chicken breast for this mushroom stewed chicken and fry it into chicken strips later.
Because the chicken breast was not easy to taste, whether it was stewed in soup or fried, the taste was a little bad. It was better to fry it into chicken fillets.
After cutting off the chicken breast, the rest of the chicken was cut into small pieces and soaked in water to continue bleeding.
The dried mushrooms were soaked in the water basin. When the mushrooms were ready to soak, Lin Yi saw some black fungus, so he also soaked a small handful.
MushMushroom Stewed Chicken was a very nutritious dish. The main ingredients were chicken and mushrooms. In many cuisines, chicken and mushrooms were the best partners.
While soaking the mushrooms, Lin Yi also prepared the ingredients.
Scallion, ginger, fragrant leaves, and spices were sewn together with a clean piece of cloth.
After busying himself for a long time, the ingredients were almost ready. Only then did Lin Yi start cooking.
It was already past seven o'clock. The workers in the dormitory area had basically started cooking. Smoke rose from the chimneys and gas rose. Some of them even burned firewood, so they couldn't stay outside.
Every household cooked porridge, ate salted vegetables, and steamed bread.
However, a strange fragrance suddenly spread out and rushed into many people's houses through the windows.
"Mom, smell it. It smells so good!”
Da Mao suddenly said to Liang Ladie who was washing clothes. Then, like a puppy, he sniffed and ran to the window.
Next were Er Mao and San Mao.
The fourth was a daughter named Xiu-Er.
She would be three years old after the new year. Because of malnutrition, she couldn't eat anything good, and her body was very petite and thin.
After the fragrance of the Dao Seeking Room drifted in, the corners of his mouth unconsciously flowed down.
Looking at her own child standing by the window and smelling the smell of meat wafting in from outside, as well as her younger daughter, Xiu 'er, drooling, Liang Ladie felt extremely upset.
The year Xiu-Er was born, the natural disaster had just begun!
The shortage of food and agricultural products in the country lasted for three years. It was the most serious economic hardship since the founding of the Yan Kingdom.
As a result, Xiu-Er and the other children couldn't eat or close their mouths. They all looked very thin.
The difference was obvious. Qin Huairu's family had He Yuzhu's help, and even the smallest locust flower was sturdier than Liang Ladi's eldest son.
The smell of meat was getting stronger and stronger. Even Liang Ladie could not stand it, let alone the children who were drooling.
Whose stewed meat was this? What kind of meat was this? Why was it so fragrant?
"Mom, I want to eat meat too."
Da Mao turned around and looked at Liang Lade pitifully.
Er Mao and San Mao turned around at the same time and looked at Liang Ladie with a look of longing on their faces.
Needless to say, the fourth girl had already begun to drool.
Liang Ladi's heart ached as she looked at the children who were crying pitifully and wanting to eat meat.
"You guys wait. Mom will go and take a look.”
"
Lin Yi, you're amazing! Why is your stewed chicken so fragrant?"
At the kitchen door, He Dawang stretched his neck and looked at the pot in the kitchen. The more he smelled it, the more fragrant it was. His mouth was drooling.
"It's just so-so. It's not a chicken. If it's a rooster that's a few months old, it'll taste better when stewed."”
As Lin Yi spoke, he placed the seasoning bag and the mushrooms that had been soaked and washed into the pot.
After waiting for another hour, the pot of chicken was ready.
Clang! Clang!
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
"Brother Dawang, it's me, Liang Ladie.”
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(To be continued)
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