When the motorcycle arrived at the town station, it was not yet 8 o'clock. When paying for the ride, Lingchuan took out two 10-yuan bills and gave them to Chen Bin.
Chen Bin was stunned for a moment, "You don't need so much, just 5 yuan from the village to the town is enough."
"Brother Chen, the other money is yesterday's meal money."
After saying that, without giving Chen Bin a chance to refuse, Lingchuan stuffed the money into the other person's hand, and then pulled Yun Mo towards the station.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Chen Bin smiled, shook his head, and put the money into his pocket.
Yunmo was very tired because of getting up early and having her period.
After getting in the car, she slept almost the whole way and didn't wake up until she was almost in the city.
Wrapped in a thick cotton coat, I didn't feel cold at all, but my stomach felt empty. After all, I only drank half a bowl of sweet wine soup in the morning.
Just as she was thinking about getting some snacks from the space to pad her belly, Lingchuan took out a crow-green salted duck egg from his pocket and put it in her hand.
Holding the warm salted duck eggs, Yun Mo looked curious, "Where did the eggs come from?"
"I bought it on the way."
Cars in this era parked while walking. When passing through towns with concentrated populations, they would stop for a few minutes to wait for passengers.
Usually at this time, there will be small vendors carrying baskets selling newspapers and food to the passengers on the bus.
The salted duck eggs are so pickled that they are just delicious. The egg yolk is powdery and has a light salty taste, which makes it especially delicious.
After she finished eating the salted duck eggs, Lingchuan magically pulled out a bag of hot soy milk.
Yun Mo sucked the soy milk and looked at the man with her round almond eyes, "What else did you buy?"
Lingchuan took out a sesame ball. It may have been a little flat because he had held it for too long, but the heat was still there.
Yun Mo pinched Ma Yuan and looked at the man, "What else?"
Lingchuan took out a flower roll from another pocket.
Yun Mo stared at Huamuan for two seconds, "Is it gone now?"
Lingchuan slowly touched another bun.
"Any more?"
"there is none left."
"Do you think I'm a pig? Buy so much?"
Lingchuan explained a little aggrievedly, "You said you had a bad appetite this morning. I was afraid that I wouldn't have anything you like, so I bought a few more kinds."
Fine.
Yun Mo picked Ma Yuan and let Lingchuan take care of the rest.
By the time she finished eating the sesame balls, the car was just about to pull into the stop.
After getting off the bus, Yunmo took a taxi directly to the largest food wholesale market in Anshi. Food dyes are generally sold in non-staple food stores in the food wholesale market.
As Yunmo expected, various food colorings were sold in the grocery stores in the food market.
Yunmo picked three colors of pigments: turmeric, orange-red, and ink-green.
It was exactly 12 noon after I bought the pigment, and there was still an hour and a half before the bus back to Lu'an Town in the afternoon, which was enough time to find a place to have a good lunch.
It was cold, and her body was relatively weak during her period, so Yunmo found a beef soup restaurant near the station, intending to replenish her vitality.
Yun Mo and Ling Chuan were sitting by the window and could see the restaurant opposite.
The restaurant is relatively high-end, with a row of cars parked at the door.
The beef soup pot will take a while to cook before you can eat it. While waiting for the pot to boil, Yun Mo held her chin up and looked at the street scene outside the window.
As he looked, he saw a familiar face.
At the door of the restaurant opposite, Lu Xiangchang stood in front of a black car with a smile on his face, chatting and laughing with two well-dressed middle-aged men.
Soon, Mayor Lu entered the restaurant with the two middle-aged men.
Although I didn't see the faces of the two middle-aged men, judging from the car models, they should be the group of businessmen from Zhejiang Province I met that day.
"Daughter-in-law, you can have some soup."
Yun Mo came back to her senses, picked up a spoon and stirred it in the bowl. The beef soup was made from fresh beef bones and dozens of nourishing herbs. The soup was clear in color and fragrant. Sprinkled with coriander and chopped green onion, she took a sip.
Amazingly delicious.
But Yun Mo was a little distracted, and her mind couldn't help but think of the scene she just saw.
They have already rented the land for the school, so why is Mayor Lu still so ingratiating with those businessmen from Zhejiang Province?
"Daughter-in-law, what's wrong? Doesn't it suit your taste?"
Seeing that she didn't move her chopsticks, Lingchuan showed some concern on his face.
Yun Mo shook her head, "No, I don't feel very hungry. Eat more and don't waste it."
"Um."
Lingchuan nodded, picked up the spoon and added half a bowl of soup to her.
It was already evening when she returned to Huang's house. Although she was very tired, Yun Mo still endured the fatigue and took out the pigments she bought to mix them.
After repeated blending, she finally used two pigments, turmeric and ink green, to create the bamboo green color she was satisfied with.
This is the color she had thought of last night. Zongzi are eaten during the Dragon Boat Festival. The zongzi are wrapped in bamboo leaves, and the gift box is also made of bamboo. Bamboo green is used to color the zongzi box, which couldn't be more suitable for the occasion.
After mixing the dye color, the next step is to dye the bamboo strips and bamboo silk.
Yunmo prepared three basins of dyeing water, and the soaking time in each basin was different, namely 10 minutes, 20 minutes and half an hour.
By the time the bamboo strips and bamboo silk were all dyed, it was already completely dark.
Yunmo labeled the bamboo strips and bamboo shreds with different dyeing times and dried them above the stove. The kitchen is relatively dry, making it easier to dry the water.
After dinner, Yun Mo returned to the room and lay down without even washing her face.
While she was half asleep, she felt someone wiping her face and hands with a hot towel.
With one eye half-opened, she saw the man's familiar and stern eyebrows, and the next second she closed her eyes in relief and continued to sleep.
When she woke up again, it was already bright outside the window.
It was a rare good day, the sun was hanging in the sky, and the whole village was shrouded in a light warm golden color.
Yun Mo stood in the corridor on the second floor, stretched out comfortably, and then went downstairs to prepare for breakfast.
"Momo, you've got it figured out. Come and take a look. The bamboo strips and bamboo silk you dyed yesterday are all unusable."
Yun Mo took the bamboo strips and bamboo silk handed over by Huang Jianjun, her eyebrows slightly raised.
The color of the bamboo strips and bamboo silk is not bad, but I don't know whether it is because of the pigment or because of over-baking. The bamboo strips have become extremely hard and not flexible at all, and the bamboo silk is even more dry and brittle.
It just broke, just like crispy noodles.
Such bamboo strips and bamboo filaments definitely cannot be made into bamboo weaving.
"Momo, what should we do?"
Seeing that she didn't speak, Huang Jianjun couldn't help but feel a little anxious, but Yunmo couldn't answer it, and she wasn't sure if it was a problem with the dye.
Yang Xinghua couldn't help but patted her eldest son, "Oh, why are you so anxious? Momo just got up and hasn't eaten yet. How can she have the energy to do anything else."
After saying that, Yang Xinghua took Yun Mo and said warmly: "Momo, let's not be in a hurry. Let's eat breakfast first."
Huang Kailin also said, "Okay, let's eat first. When we are full, we will figure out a solution together."
"Momo, don't worry. Maybe this dye is not good. You can just change to another dye."
Perhaps because he was afraid that Yunmo would be under too much pressure, Liu Zhi also comforted her in a low voice.
Huang Qingning also echoed, "Yes, cousin, we used blue ink before and it was fine. I think it must be a problem with the dye."
"Maybe."
In fact, compared to the dye problem, Yun Mo thought it might be because she placed the bamboo strips above the stove.
The bamboo strips were soaked in water and baked overnight by the hot air from the stove. The moisture in them was dried out, but they became hard and brittle.
Breakfast is noodles with fried goose eggs and cabbage leaves.
"Mom, the noodles are a bit bland."
After hearing what his daughter said, Liu Zhi replied: "If it's too salty, go to the kitchen and add some salt."
Huang Qingning was about to stand up with the bowl in hand when Liu Zhi said again: "Bring the salt shaker in, I think it's a bit bland too."
When the salt shaker was brought in, everyone picked up the salt grains with chopsticks and put them into the noodle bowl. Yun Mo also picked up half of the salt with chopsticks. When she stirred the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks to melt the salt grains, she thought
For a moment, I suddenly thought of something.
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