Bai Fumei in the ’70s

He came to a deep alley with a sullen face, reached out his hand, and his identity certificates fell into his hands.

He squeezed the stack of paper, counted it a little, and took out the money to settle the bill.

A thin young man said: "Brother Bo will take care of our business in the future."

"Is Mr. Bai going back now, don't you consider staying in S City for development?"

"Yeah, I won't say much, and I will see you again in the future. The business that Mr. Bai has been instructed by will be well guarded by us, and I will thank you if you get rich later."

Several young people in the community talked one by one.

He Songbai handed a cigarette to everyone, and soon finished a box.He stroked the matchbox, and the blazing fire was like a meteor, flashing out.

His cold eyebrows contained a faint smile, "These things will be returned to you later."

He Songbai raised his identity certificate.

He replaced all the net worth of his debts with eight Longines. The delicate little guys in his arms are all his hopes.Before the post office closed, He Songbai entrusted several people to different post offices, and sent the form back to the countryside.

The eight parcels were packed and placed on the shelves properly, waiting for the courier to pick them up tomorrow morning.

...

Zhao Lanxiang finished packing, and wanted to ask He Songbai what he wanted to eat at night, and then went to the black market to buy some food or something. Unexpectedly, he went to his house, but she found that the room was empty except for the neatly packed luggage on the bed. .

"Really, I didn't say anything when I went out." Zhao Lanxiang murmured.

Zhao Lanxiang, with his wallet and bills, went to the black market by himself.She bought ten pounds of crabs in one go, and added a pound of white wine, various types of spices.

Zhao Lanxiang bought the spices one by one according to the list written in advance... good crabs have good ingredients, the crabs in S city are fat and fat, and they are delicious and sweet, and the meat is close to the teeth. This is difficult in N city. Affordable.She plans to make more on the last night and bring it back to the country to eat.

Zhao Lanxiang steamed and steamed the crabs in the cage, removed the crab legs, split the crab meat, the meat of the crab shell was broken, the light was white and the juice was crystal clear, and I had not added any seasonings yet. Sweet and delicious, cream like curd.

She bought a clay pot, poured half a catty of white wine, and waited for the crab meat to cool and pour into the wine.She chopped the seasoning according to the secret recipe, fried it in a pan, buried it under the crab meat one by one, sealed the pot tightly, and marinated it for three or five days on cold days. It was sweet and strong, and the fragrance was tangy.

This is called wine trough crab, also called crab foot stuffing.An attractive flavored snack, it is suitable to have rice and wine.

Zhao Lanxiang picked up the heavy clay pot, grabbed the remaining four crabs with satisfaction, and started dinner tonight.

When He Songbai came back from the outside, he smelled the fragrant smell from the kitchen on the first floor before walking upstairs.

The girl at the front desk of the guest house complained and enviously said: "I have long known that I will not lend this lesbian to the kitchen!"

"Every day, it's better than the food we provide. Guests have to complain."

Seemingly complaining about entertaining all good things, but hiding it and refusing to take it out to entertain guests, wronged the dead!

The girl at the front desk wanted to say something, but the man was gone.

He Songbai walked up the stairs expressionlessly, but his brisk steps revealed his joyful mood.

Zhao Lanxiang filled him with a bowl of rice and smiled and said with a smile: "If you are full, go to catch the train tomorrow."

He Songbai pulled out two sleeping berths from his arms, squeezing sweat in his hands, and handed Zhao Lanxiang: "You hold this."

Zhao Lanxiang smiled and put them in his pocket, did not ask him when to buy them.Now Bo Geer has money, and has the ability, you can buy the sleeper tickets if you want.She didn't have to think about many things, he had done it silently.

He Songbai began to eat big mouthful, without concealing his love for crab meat.

Zhao Lanxiang whispered with his cheek: "Crab stuffed orange, crab meat lion head, crab oil crystal ball, snowflake crab bucket, fried crab powder."

She sighed and said, "Unfortunately, I didn't eat it for you."

He Songbai bitterly frowned deeply and looked at the subject.

"do not talk……"

How can such a beautiful thing come to mind.

He Songbai felt that the garlic fried crab in his bowl was already delicious and untrue. He had vague meat in his mouth: "This is delicious."

Zhao Lanxiang curled her lips and smiled.

...

A few days later, they returned to Hezitun.

When He Songbai carried the clay pot home, he passed by the cowshed and was drank by Gu Gong.

Gu Huaijin asked: "Come back?"

He Songbai nodded inexplicably.

Gu Huaijin's eyes stared directly at the large pottery jar carried by He Songbai.

Faced with this kind of look, He Songbai was already surprised. After all, he has been counted on the train countless times these days.

Every time when he had lunch, the subject lifted the lid and clipped it out for a taste, and the passenger in that compartment found it.

It's so fragrant!

The rich and sweet wine flavor mixed with the umami flavor of crab meat spilled out, so that the passengers who took out the dry food nibble the noodles, and even the people who can afford the train meal eat the hot dishes in the plate. Fragrant.

He Songbai had to take a clean bowl and get some crab meat out.

Gu Gong leaned against the railing of a cow, and the old god was saying: "Have you finished?"

His calm tone revealed a trace of impatience, "The shed is gray, ah, are you brainless!"

Wu Yong came out with a big broom and said softly, "Okay, okay! Teacher, you can sleep peacefully."

Gu Huaijin didn't take care of him. All his attention was attracted by the meat in the bowl. The clear and sweet wine was soaked that the crab meat was crystal clear, exuding a refreshing fragrance.The slightly thin crab shell was soaked in Microsoft, and the red crab tongs were still hard.

Gu Huaijinsheng was born in the north, and he rarely had the opportunity to eat seafood.

The whole person was intoxicated, and the sweet sweetness on his tongue was mixed with the sweetness of wine and the sweetness of crabs. He chewed the crab shell crunchy and sucked out the delicate white tender meat inside. Pieces of crab meat were as white as snowflakes, and his teeth were cool. His heart was rippling like a spring breeze, and the ripples rose slightly across the lake.

Gu Huaijin finished licking the wine juice in the bowl, and his face was slightly reddish.

"Really tasty!"

"Wait for so many days, no loss, but... is this a bit less?"

He Songbai reluctantly redistributed half a bowl to Gu Gong, instructing: "It's a little cold, don't eat too much, be careful diarrhea."

Gu Huaijin waved at him indifferently.

Wu Yong took a rag and began to wipe the cow's food trough.He carried two large buckets of water, diligently and diligently like an old cow, and scrupulously cleaned Gu Huaijin's old den.

However, Gu Huaijin would not thank him. The old man was rather sullen and ate his food well. This kid was too blind to make a pile of dust.

Gu Huaijin had to hold the bowl and squatted under the eaves of the He family, his butt against the cool brick to enjoy his lunch.

He scooped up a bowl of rice in the cafeteria.

After he finished eating, Wu Yong walked over and wiped his sweat gently and said: "Teacher, I will go first."

"If there is a place that needs me in the future, in spite of my orders. I was doing something wrong before, only to keep my mind and protect myself, leaving the teacher's method and thoughts to do the engineering."

"I'm ashamed."

Gu Huaijin was among the poor and vulgar countrymen, and he had already tossed away the original Qing Gao Jiner. He screamed a few curse country words in his throat. Suddenly he met such creaky words, and his whole bones listened. It's all crisp.

He still immersed himself in the meal, caring about the authenticity: "Forget it, forget it!"

"It's all a debt to be a teacher, just pay what I owe you!"

Gu Huaijin whispered in his heart, that I didn't dare to collect debts like this.He was very careful, and he was very envious.

Whether they were Sun Xiang and Wang Yang squatting in prison, or Hu Prophet and Wu Yong who began to reflect on their hard work every day, these people were driven out of the trust list.After falling once, he could not fall again in the same place.

Seeing Gu Huaijin's indifferent appearance, Wu Yong didn't say much. He only carried two empty buckets with a broom and left silently.

...

He Songbai went to Master He and begged him to keep the piglets in a hurry. He had decided to disk them.

Master He sees that he can return to the book in the last time, and of course he is happy.Those piglets were only a few kilograms of meat, and there was not much profit in killing them. He was not willing to kill them. He stayed and waited for He Songbai to take over.

He responded in one bite, "Know it!"

"I suckle pigs are reserved for you, but you have to hurry up and get enough money. It is already a loss to be willing to give you half credit..."

Master He grumbled.

He Songbai nodded and solemnly and seriously said: "I will soon, as soon as I raise the pigs and make money, the first one to thank you!"

He left a pack of Greater China cigarettes and retired.

Master He opened the exquisite cigarette pack, ordered one to smoke, and scolded: "This stupid boy is poor, he still buys cigarettes."

He couldn't help but think of the scene a few months ago, this kid had three great China to kill the pig farm.It is thin and tall, and now the fat meat given to the pig farm is raised tall and strong every day. It looks quite handsome, with thick eyebrows and strong spirits.

It makes people feel at ease.

He can hope that the last batch of piglets in his pig factory will be sold early, and he will get out early and go home to spend a leisure time...

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