Siheyuan: The days are booming
8 Red braised pork makes everyone cry

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After Yang Weimin came back from work, he took out a bottle of soda to quench his thirst. It was still a little hot to walk back in the late summer.

After closing the door and opening the window, Yang Weimin prepared to make dinner.

The kitchen was in the room. There was a coal stove, two pots, and one for steaming rice by the window. The diameter of the pot was about 20 centimeters. The other one was used for cooking and was slightly bigger.

The wooden frying spoon was hanging by the wall. There was a table beside the coal stove, and the seasonings were all on the table.

Most of the people here were using coal stoves to cook. Most of them did not know what gas was. Every household had a card to buy coal. There was a coal shop not far from the courtyard house.

In the past, the coal balls used in the coal stove were only the size of eggs. They were oval in shape and had a hoop in the middle. If they were accidentally dropped, they would easily break into two halves.

However, there were better briquettes now. Normally, they were called honeycomb briquettes. The people of Shen City liked to call them " shaobing ". They were round and about a finger tall. There were holes on them, just like a honeycomb.

After the first batch of briquettes, he would add another batch when the last batch of briquettes was almost finished.

With one more at night, the furnace door could be used until the next day. Once the furnace door was opened, it would be able to flourish.

Yang Weimin basically did this. He would eat in the cafeteria at noon, cook at night, and cook again in the morning.

However, there was also a problem. It was easy to make his hands black with the honeycomb briquettes. At first, Yang Weimin was not used to it, but later he got himself a special glove.

Otherwise, there would be coal ash between his fingers, which would be difficult to wash off.

Yang Weimin washed his hands and steamed the rice. The reward for signing in was Wuchang Rice. The rice grains were crystal clear.

Yang Weimin, who was sitting at the side eating canned fruit, smelled the fragrance of rice not long after.

When the rice was almost cooked, Yang Weimin put the rice pot aside and simmered it for a while. This way, the rice would taste better and be softer. The five-round rice itself was shiny and soft.

Yang Weimin had bad teeth in his previous life, so the dental surgeon told him to pay attention to his diet and not bite anything too hard. Yang Weimin had developed the habit of living off a woman. This woman was really delicious!

Then, Yang Weimin took out two cans of red braised pork and poured them into the wok to heat them up. One can was 340 grams. Yang Weimin was also a little puzzled as to why it weighed so much.

Two cans weighed more than 500 grams. Smelling the fragrance of the rice, Yang Weimin felt that it would not be a problem to finish two cans. What surprised Yang Weimin was that there were bamboo shoots in the two cans of braised pork.

The bamboo shoots would be better, but Yang Weimin didn't mind the greasy pork for the time being. After all, it had been too long since he had eaten meat to his heart's content.

After the braised pork was put into the pot, the fragrance slowly wafted out. Yang Weimin felt that it was more delicious than eating canned food.

The fragrance drifted and soon spread to the other houses in the courtyard.

"It smells so good!"

"This is the smell of meat! Who's eating meat again?"

"Who else could it be? It must be Yang Weimin.”

"Sigh, if one person is full, the whole family won't be hungry. He's eating the entire household's share!”

All the residents in the courtyard began to discuss. It was dinner time, and when they smelled the rich fragrance of meat, their cravings were aroused.

Yi Zhonghai was the same. He turned to an auntie and said," Buy some meat tomorrow too. It's been a while since we last ate."”

A middle-aged woman nodded." Sure, braised?”

"Sure, but don't buy too much. Otherwise, other people will be jealous. When you cook, cover the lid tightly."

"I know." A middle-aged woman whispered," Yang Weimin's life is getting better and better!”

"Well, after all, he's a fifth-level fitter now, and he's alone.”

"Do you think he used to play dumb?”

Yi Zhonghai frowned." No, why are you acting dumb?”

"Then why did it become better after that assembly? It was as if he had changed into a different person.”

Yi Zhonghai was also very confused about this, but he would never have thought that Yang Weimin was a new transmigrator.

A middle-aged woman was a little regretful." It's a pity that we didn't treat him better before. Otherwise, it would be quite good to let him take care of us in our old age. He's considered the most promising person in the hospital.”

"Isn't the pillar also quite good? Just treat him better. I won't be wrong about him. Zhu Zi is loyal.”

"Hmph, then you've misjudged Yang Weimin.”A middle-aged woman snorted coldly." Look at how old Silly Zhu is now. He doesn't even have a wife, yet he keeps staring at Qin Huiru.”

"Nonsense!"

"Nonsense? Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance. Don't tell me you can't tell.”

"Qin Huairu is Jia Dongxu's wife now. Don't spout nonsense.”

"I..."

"Alright, I'll find an opportunity to tell Zhu Zi. Also, if you have a suitable person, introduce him to a partner.”

"I stay in the courtyard all day. You're familiar with everyone! When the people outside heard that the person I introduced was called Silly Zhu, they were immediately unhappy. They thought that I had pushed the girl into the fire pit!”

"I already told you to call him Zhu Zi like me. Isn't that fine?”

"What's the use of just calling me that? Others will also ask around. Once they ask, they will all know.”

"Silly Zhu is not really stupid."

"That's hard to say!"

"Alright, alright, let's eat."

......

As Qin Huairu's family ate the braised vegetables, they suddenly caught a whiff of the fragrance of meat.

Jia Zhangshi was the first to say," It smells so good! It was the smell of meat! Yang Weimin must have eaten meat again! I think he cursed his parents to death and then enjoyed himself.”

"I think so too. He doesn't know anything else, but he only knows how to curry favor with the leaders all day long!”

Hearing that there was meat, the stick quickly said," Grandma, I want to eat meat. I want to eat meat."”

Jia Zhangshi said to Qin Huairu," Go get some meat for my grandson!”

"There's no more meat. We've used up all our share for this month.”

"Mom, I want to eat meat too." Little Dang shook Qin Huiru's arm. She was the only one who hadn't tasted meat this month. She hadn't even tasted soup.

"Little Dang, be good. How about eating meat next month?”

"Mom, you said the same thing last month.”

Jia Zhangshi said unhappily," What do you want to eat? If the stick wasn't enough to eat, why would a money-losing thing eat meat!”

"Mom. How can you say that about Little Dang!"

"What? Am I wrong? You'd better not give birth to another good-for-nothing. Otherwise, you'll be in trouble.”

"This isn't something I can decide. No matter what, it's still your granddaughter's!”

"Hmph, I would rather not have such a granddaughter.”

Little Dang suddenly started crying." Mom, I'm not eating meat anymore. I'm not eating anymore."”

Jia Dongxu was a little annoyed." Cry, cry, cry. You only know how to cry! Don't cry!"

Qin Huairu hugged Little Dang and patted him on the back.

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