Many people think that making a fire in an old-fashioned rural earth stove is a piece of cake. In fact, it requires skills. Starting a fire cannot be controlled and it will go out quickly. The food made in this kind of earth stove and earthen pot is very delicious. Nowadays, there are many
Private restaurants are open in sparsely populated areas, and their main focus is earthen pots and earthen stoves for cooking.
There must be someone who watches the fire. This is very new to Xu Qingqing, and she just finds it fun.
"Zhao Mingyang, this is almost extinguished! There is no fire!" Xu Qingqing shouted anxiously.
"Don't stuff so much straw and firewood in one go. Straw is mainly used to increase the size of the fire and start a fire quickly. Don't use straw all the time, as it will suffocate it.
Use firewood. Put a few sticks in at a time. Did you see that there should be gaps in the stove? Don’t fill it too full. If you want to be lazy, just stick a few more thick logs in. Use this small wooden stick to fiddle with it.
Next, otherwise it will be boring again." Zhao Mingyang demonstrated to Xu Qingqing.
In his previous life, Zhao Mingyang had used this method several times. He was cooking at his grandparents' house and his grandparents taught him. At that time, Zhao Mingyang and Xu Qingqing were in the same mood and found it very fun and interesting.
Zhao Mingyang took some sweet potatoes and handed them to Xu Qingqing and said, "You throw this in and you'll have roasted sweet potatoes."
"Is it that simple?" Xu Qingqing asked.
"It's so simple in this earthen stove. My grandma used to do this for me to eat. It's delicious." After Zhao Mingyang finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something. He wanted to go back to see his grandma. The moment he sent her away in his previous life.
, Zhao Mingyang realized that some things are no longer available after they are lost.
"I'll give it a try and make a few more." Xu Qingqing was playing like a child. This was better than taking her to eat at a Michelin restaurant.
Girls like Xu Qingqing, who grew up in a family, rarely had contact with their fathers from childhood to adulthood. People like Xu Qingqing's father were basically not at home all year round, and would only sleep and do nothing else when they came home.
Her mother is a full-time housewife, and her daily job is to take care of Xu Qingqing. Taking good care of Xu Qingqing is the most important, but this kind of care is also very controlled. For example, Xu Qingqing will not be allowed to eat at roadside stalls, and Xu Qingqing will not be allowed to eat at roadside stalls.
Xu Qingqing ran around and played with others.
The places they go in and out of are relatively fixed, and they are all high-end places. As long as Xu Qingqing wants to go to a Michelin restaurant, she can ask the chef to take leave and cook for her every day. It is nothing more than giving the chef an extra salary a month. For them, 1.8 million
As far as this is concerned, it's just a number.
Just like Xiao Wang bought a supercar worth tens of millions before and only ran three to four thousand kilometers in two years. He just thought it was fun on a whim, and when he got tired of it, he bought a new one. But for the general public, buying a car worth tens of millions
, it’s simply unimaginable that it stopped driving after just three or four thousand kilometers.
Zhao Mingyang knew that he could not pursue people like Xu Qingqing in the same way as ordinary girls. In fact, what they lacked the most was someone close to them.
When they were young, their playmates were all selected by their parents and were from the same class, and they were not considered close playmates. They were just the children of their father's business friends.
"Do you have any taboos?" Zhao Mingyang asked.
"There's nothing taboo about it."
"Then I'm going to make braised vegetables and cucumbers. Let's make the rice first." Zhao Mingyang sat on the stove next to Xu Qingqing and started a fire with her.
Xu Qingqing looked at Zhao Mingyang and asked, "Then why is the refrigerator covered with a quilt?"
Zhao Mingyang looked in the direction of Xu Qingqing's finger. It was a refrigerator covered with a quilt, a very thick quilt.
"You haven't bought ice cream on the roadside?" Zhao Mingyang asked in surprise.
"No, my family didn't let me eat ice cream when I was a child. They said it's not good for girls to eat too much snacks. When they grow up, they will get cold. I only ate ice cream after I was twelve years old, but I ate very little. My parents
I don’t have much to eat,” Xu Qingqing said.
Zhao Mingyang~Is this the difference in living environment?
When I was a child, the little girls used to eat popsicles, several a day. Is there any particular value in this?
"In order to keep warm and save electricity, if the temperature is too high, the refrigerator will always operate at a high speed and consume electricity. Just to maintain the temperature in the refrigerator, just like the people who used to sell popsicles on the road while riding bicycles, they would put a small quilt in the foam box.
Then put the ice cream in, cover it with a lid and a layer of quilt, in order to maintain a constant temperature."
"I don't understand, I've never experienced it." Xu Qingqing showed a helpless smile. She had seen it when she was a child, but her mother wouldn't let her buy it, saying that eating it would hurt her stomach.
She rarely ate out before college. When she was in college, she basically didn't eat miscellaneous food because of her habits. Moreover, her college was similar to Xu Qingqing's, and they both rented a house outside the school. But what was different from Xu Qingqing was that she
In college, her mother went to study with her.
This time her father asked her to come here in order to exercise her independence. Xu Qingqing is actually a typical mama's girl.
Her mother's focus is on Xu Qingqing. As long as she takes good care of Xu Qingqing, Xu Qingqing's father will be happy. Although this is cruel to say, most stay-at-home wives are basically like this.
The richer the family, the more serious it is.
If Xu Qingqing gets sick or learns badly, the first person Xu Qingqing's father blames is Xu Qingqing's mother.
Regardless of Xu Qingqing and Liu Bingbing, in fact, the living environment of rich girls is very similar and unified, except that they have strict upbringing since childhood. To put it bluntly, ladies are cultivated by their words and deeds from childhood. It is difficult to achieve such a temperament the day after tomorrow.
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Generally speaking, this kind of family, or most families, must pay attention to one thing. To make the mother-in-law happy and knock on the blackboard, you must remember this point.
Coaxing the mother-in-law is not just a matter of talk, most people will ignore this, because the mother-in-law mostly plays a transit point in the family, basically a transit point between father and son, father and daughter.
Their words are actually very important in the family. For example, praising a son-in-law will make both the father and daughter think that the son-in-law is good. After all, she is the father's romantic partner, and she is the only good mother in the world to her daughter. The father and daughter have a good relationship with each other.
I trust my mother-in-law's words.
How to make your mother-in-law happy? Buy, buy, buy, coax, buy clothes for her, buy cosmetics for your mother-in-law, treat your mother-in-law to delicious food, flatter her and praise her so much. This is a typical example of someone who preys on someone who is short-handed and soft-spoken. Think differently.
, this is how a woman who seeks a golden husband-in-law treats her mother-in-law, first she coaxes her partner's mother, and it will be difficult to break up.
So Zhao Mingyang knew what Xu Qingqing needed. What she needed was an experience she had never had before.
Half an hour later, Zhao Mingyang took out the rice, then washed the pot, quickly made braised vegetables, and cut cucumbers to make cucumber salad, which was placed on the small table in the kitchen.
After Zhao Mingyang scalded the bowls and chopsticks with hot water, he served Xu Qingqing a bowl of rice, not much, very little. Xu Qingqing didn't seem to eat much rice.
"Get up and I'll bring out the chicken." Zhao Mingyang asked Xu Qingqing to give way and opened the lid of the pot. The aroma that hit her nostrils made Xu Qingqing's stomach growl.
It's almost half past twelve, and I'm really hungry.
Zhao Mingyang cut a piece of meat with a fruit knife and gave it to Xu Qingqing and said, "How does this chicken that bully you taste?"
"Don't say it. Besides, I have to eat two more bites of meat. Let me try it." Xu Qingqing took a bite and gave a thumbs up and said: "It's delicious! It's really delicious. This is the best chicken I've ever eaten.
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This kind of free-range chicken must taste delicious. It is not a broiler chicken. Generally, the broiler chickens sold in restaurants now are also called three-month chickens or half-year chickens. They are fed feed every day and kept in cages, and let the chickens eat and sleep.
They eat them after sleeping, quickly fatten them up and sell them, and some even feed them some ripening feed.
Free-range chickens like this are basically raised free-range, and then they can find something to eat on their own, or feed them some rice. The chickens jump around every day. The meat is tight and tastes good. It tastes good, chewy but not very hard.
It's elastic and sticky. It costs at least 200 portions to make this type of local chicken in restaurants. Generally, restaurants rarely use local chicken.
Xu Qingqing ate deliciously because she had a sense of participation and accomplishment, and she didn't care that there was still some soot on her face.
How does it taste? Zhao Mingyang thinks it is not as exaggerated as Xu Qingqing said, but it is indeed the most delicious to her, because this dish has her contribution.
After the two of them had eaten and drank enough, Zhao Mingyang patted his belly and said, "Let's ask the boss if we can contract an acre of land. Let's plant something here. When it's ripe, we'll come over and pick it."
"Okay, this is interesting." Xu Qingqing said.
"Eat some fruit first and wait for me. I'll be back soon." Zhao Mingyang stood up and walked towards the boss.
The boss had just finished eating and was farming there. Zhao Mingyang walked over and asked: "Boss, I see you have a lot of open space here. Can you subcontract some to me? Not too much, I just want to focus on playing.
"
Zhao Mingyang took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to the boss. The boss took the cigarette and looked at Zhao Mingyang and said, "How much are you subcontracting? How much do you pay? What I signed is for a forty-year contract period, and there are
Twenty years.”
"You give me a price and I'll rent it if it's suitable." Zhao Mingyang said, he couldn't bid because he was afraid of overpaying.
"One acre of land lasts a thousand years. If you can accept it, I'll rent it to you. I won't help you maintain it. If you have to maintain it, then forget it." The boss said.
One thousand and one acres of land a year is actually not cheap, but the location is good, and Zhao Mingyang doesn't care about the money.
"I will contract one acre of land, but please help us take care of it. By the way, I will give you a thousand dollars every year. Also, we will raise a few poultry. Don't kill the ones we raise. If we want to eat them, we can eat them ourselves."
Come and take it away, you can sell it to us according to the price, okay, I will give you two thousand first."
"Okay." The boss said.
"Boss, do you have WeChat?" Zhao Mingyang asked.
"WeChat? What is that?" the boss asked.
"It's just a software in a smartphone. Let's do this. You buy a smartphone, add my number on WeChat, and let others teach you. Once taught, you'll be good at it. After a while, we'll plant something in the subcontracted land.
, you give us some seeds, and you don’t care how we plant them. When we leave, if you see any irregularities, help us plant them again.
Periodically, you take photos and send them to me, which is the change of planting on the land we subcontracted. For a photo, I will give you fifty yuan. You know this and I know it. Don’t tell anyone who asks. If you say it, you will be in breach of contract.
Golden, don’t tell me, we will continue to cooperate. By the way, do you have lambs and calves here?”
The boss heard everything coming and going, and he didn't understand why Zhao Mingyang did this.
"There are lambs and calves, they are not very big. Do you want to buy them back and raise them?"
"No, no, no! I don't want to raise them. I want to adopt them. Just make a mark. You can send me a photo if it's 50 or 50. They grow and change. Also, do you have any saplings here? How many do I want to plant?
Fruit trees.”
The boss is completely confused. In this way, he can earn several thousand a year just by taking pictures. What is this kid doing?
"There are fruit saplings, are you serious? Seriously?"
"Seriously, I will give you another thousand. This is the money for taking pictures. You can take twenty pictures first. Remember, there must be obvious periodic changes. This is not a short-term cooperation, it will take at least ten or eight years."
The boss nodded. He didn't know what Zhao Mingyang wanted to do, but he always felt that what this kid did was shady, but there was no evidence that this kid was doing shady things.
The two quickly signed a handwritten contract and signed it.
One acre of land is actually quite big, enough for them to plant. Most importantly, Zhao Mingyang didn't even think about coming here a few times. He just wanted to leave Xu Qingqing and a trace of his memories and concerns here.
Some experienced lovers often take girls to specific places to carve their names, or to adopt pets together. This is to artificially create memories and concerns for each other.