Sun Dahai pushed open the ajar door and returned home.
"Grandma, Grandma Zheng, I'm back." Sun Dahai walked into the yard and greeted the two grandmothers who were cooking dinner in the kitchen.
"Dahai, how did you do in the exam?" asked Grandma Zheng who was making the interview.
"The teacher has finished judging my paper, full marks." Sun Dahai replied, opening the thick quilt curtain, opening the door and walking into the room.
The four rooms in the courtyard are now arranged like this: Chef Cao and his wife, Sun Weiguo and his wife live in one room each, Jiang Xiuping lives in another room, Sun Weihong goes to school in Shanghai and only comes back during winter and summer vacations, and Cao Yue goes to school in the capital, almost
They go home every weekend, so they still keep their rooms. Since Sun Dahai was reborn last year, he usually lives in the canteen, an illegal building built privately in the courtyard. In winter, he lives in his grandma Jiang Xiuping’s house because of the
There is no coal stove in the hall.
"Da Dahai, go buy a pound of minced meat and come back. Let's make dumplings for dinner tonight."
"Oh, I'll go right away." Sun Dahai put his schoolbag on the small table, opened a plastic box on the bedside cabinet, and rummaged through it.
This is a box containing food expenses for the Sun and Cao families. The Cao family also pays a share of money and tickets every month. The two families have been working together for decades. In addition to money, there are also meat tickets and gas tickets in the box.
The food stamps were collected by grandma alone. For urban people in the 1980s, money was far less important than food stamps. If you didn't have enough money, you could borrow it from others, but no one had enough food stamps. Sun Dahai had witnessed it in his previous life.
I witnessed that the daughter-in-law who was in charge of the money of a family in the alley next door had her family's food stamps stolen on the street just after she got them from the street. She cried all afternoon and drank rat poison in the evening. Fortunately, her family members
He was sent to the hospital in time and rescued. Later, the neighbors came to help, and Sun and Cao's family also sent 20 kilograms of food stamps.
Sun Dahai took out a one-yuan note and a pound of meat stamps, put them in the box, and walked out.
The non-staple food store was not far from home, and Sun Dahai arrived soon. He greeted the fat aunt who sold the meat (for those who are confused, go and draw a circle in the corner by yourself), and looked at the two large basins placed on the meat table.
The white enamel basin is filled with minced meat, a piece of white flowers.
Times are different, and people's needs are also different. In the 1980s, especially in the early days, people's bodies were seriously lacking in oil and water. When they occasionally bought meat, it was definitely fat. The so-called five-finger fat is also called a slap of fat meat.
It was the top-quality meat at that time, and it was definitely not available to ordinary people. The four-finger fat was basically divided in the process from the slaughterhouse to the meat counter in the non-staple food store. The three-finger fat was considered the best that everyone could buy.
Especially during festivals, once the meat appears on the meat table, it will be a bloody battle. Therefore, in these years, the chefs who sell meat in non-staple food stores and the chefs who prepare meals in canteens have a lot of money.
No one can afford to offend.
Although the Sun and Cao families are not very rich in food stamps, they are not short of meat. Both Sun and Weiguo work in central-level units, and the food in the cafeteria is much better than in other units. Needless to say, Chef Cao, he sees
I'm tired of looking at fat meat. My two grandmothers have retired, and older people don't have much interest in meat. Both of my aunts live in the university. Therefore, the one in the family who is really greedy for meat is Sun Dahai.
Before his rebirth, Sun Dahai was a carnivore. After his rebirth, although he once again ate real local pork that looked fat but was actually fragrant, Sun Dahai, who had been accustomed to eating lean meat for many years, was still indifferent to the white slices.
Chef Cao works in Huabei Building. Farmers from the suburbs often sell wild animals or fish and shrimp they catch. These free meats are sold every now and then by Chef Cao, who is not short of money and is good at cooking.
I bought some food and cooked it at home, mostly feeding it to Sun Dahai and Cao Yue who ran home to have his teeth cut as a sacrifice.
By the way, before Sun Weihong left home to go to college, she accidentally revealed Cao Yue’s true purpose of studying for the Animal Science major at Agricultural University. It turns out that foodie Cao Yue’s great ideal is to improve all the animal species he likes to eat and make them more delicious.
Sun Weihong, who spilled the beans, was chased by Cao Yue for several days, until she fled to Shanghai.
After Sun Dahai went to elementary school, he began to quietly make some influences and changes on many of the family's living habits. On the one hand, he wanted to make his family accept his rebirth, and on the other hand, he wanted to improve the family's living habits.
Quality of life. "I am reborn to enjoy blessings, not to suffer." Sun Dahai thought.
When Chef Cao was a child, he learned Manchurian cuisine from his apprenticeship. Real Manchurian cuisine is more like refined Northeastern cuisine. The Huabei Restaurant where he now works is in the traditional Shandong cuisine style. Zheng Ziyun also taught him some Cantonese cuisine.
Sun Dahai didn't eat for free. He knew how to cook in his previous life, and he also taught Chef Cao some classic dishes that will be popular in the future.
Last fall, my uncle Li Dalong and my cousin Li Jian borrowed a three-wheeled trolley from the production brigade to bring a large bucket of live fish to their home. There were more than ten fish, mainly grass carp. The fish were not too big, and the largest ones were not.
More than 4 kilograms. When Cao Yue was a junior in college the year before last, she participated in the "Northern Rice Farming" research group of the Agricultural University. In line with the simple outlook on life of not leaving the fields outside, Cao Yue contacted the Qian family where she had worked and lived.
Kawamura serves as a scientific research test site. A year has passed. During the harvest season, the scientific research team organized villagers to harvest rice, drain water and catch fish. After statistical test data and preserving samples, the rice and fish were returned to the production team. The food was to be shipped
Most of the fish were handed over to the state, while the fish were distributed to the villagers' homes.
The small courtyard has been eating fish for several days. Since there is no refrigeration equipment, everyone eats as much as possible in order not to waste it. Although Chef Cao rotates "steamed fish", "grilled fish" and "demoly stewed fish"
After doing it, Sun Dahai still felt that his whole body was fishy.
Therefore, under the guidance of Sun Dahai and carefully cooked by Chef Cao, the first future popular dish "boiled fish" was born in the kitchen of the small courtyard, along with "boiled meat slices". In the process
In the story, Sun Weiguo first went to the black market to buy 5 kilograms of oil coupons, and then bought the oil and brought it home, so that the "boiled fish" series was successfully produced. To give a brief introduction, boiled fish originated from Shancheng hot pot fish, probably after 1985,
Just walked out of the mountain city. But it only appeared in restaurants for a long time and did not enter the family. The reason is that it... wastes fuel! During the period when it was served by ticket, ordinary families could not afford to cook this dish. From then on, Sun and Cao
Another item added to the daily expenses of the two families is to buy gas stamps on the black market every month.
Cao Yue, who kept shouting spicy food and waving chopsticks at the same time, decisively attributed the credit for "the successful appearance of boiled fish at home" to her own name, and vowed to raise fish and frogs together during the spring sowing this year.
Strive for three bumper harvests of fish, frogs, and rice. Sun Dahai, who failed in his bid for success and was brutally suppressed, decided to launch "Leaping Frog" in the autumn to kill the unreasonable Aunt Xiaoyue who bullied children...
Sun Dahai frowned and made a choice for a while, then pointed to a spot in the basin and asked Fat Aunt to scoop out a pound of minced meat from there.
When the fat aunt was weighing the minced meat, she was still teasing Sun Dahai: "You kid, you are so skinny just because you like to eat lean meat. You should eat more fat meat."
Sun Dahai looked at his slender figure, which looked thin when dressed, but showed no body when undressed... and expressed that he disagreed with the fat aunt's aesthetics.
Pay the money, pay the ticket, change the money, carry the meat and leave. Sun Dahai, carrying a huge sum of 2 cents in his pocket, is walking on the way home. Yes, this is the price. In 1981, pork in the capital was 8 cents per catty.
Money is horrifyingly expensive. The average monthly salary of formal workers in the city is 40 yuan. Note that this is the average salary of on-the-job workers, not the per capita salary in society. The price of one kilogram of meat is equivalent to 2% of the monthly income of a normal working person.
% plus meat stamps. In 2018, the per capita monthly income in the capital was 10,712 yuan. Compared with 1981, it was equivalent to 210 yuan per pound of pork...
Are you scared? So, don’t go back to the 1980s. There were no computers, mobile phones and the Internet, no entertainment programs, lack of food and clothing, and the most annoying thing is that you can’t spend any money you have...
Suddenly, a figure suddenly rushed towards Sun Dahai from behind, who was thinking wildly...