Reborn Great Nation Craftsman

Chapter 183 Zhang Junping's Idea
Zhang Junping washed the sheep bones he had bought, chopped them up, put them into a pot, filled a large pot with water, and set the pot on fire.

The mother didn't say anything, but watched Zhang Junping busy with interest.

If the son is willing to show his filial piety by cooking, let him do his best.

The mutton bones were boiled in the pot, and Zhang Junping cut off about a catty of meat from half a mutton he bought, and cut it into slices.

Although Yuandu is in the south of Beijing, the temperature is not much lower than that of Beijing, and it is about ten degrees below zero.

On the way back, the mutton had been hardened by the cold for a long time, so it was easy to slice, but the mutton slices were thicker than those in the hot pot, and a piece was about three to four millimeters thick.

After cutting the mutton slices and seeing that the pot was open, Zhang Junping put the mutton slices into the pot.

There was no seasoning in it, and when the lid was lifted, a strong smell of mutton wafted out.

Continue to add water and continue to cook.

Zhang Junping cut off the vermicelli again and soaked it in hot water.

Then tear the cabbage into pieces, wash and set aside.

After doing all these things, Zhang Junping started to have a face-to-face meeting.

"Yingzi, set up the griddle, it will come in handy later."

"Hey!" The little girl swallowed her saliva, agreed readily, quickly set up the griddle, and went to hold two more armfuls of wheat straw for later use.

After the noodles were reconciled, put them aside, Zhang Junping chopped two more scallions, and got half a bowl of soybean oil in a bowl.

The mother watched from the side, and opened her mouth a little heartily, this half bowl of oil is enough for a week, and wanted to reprimand Zhang Junping for wasting it.

But then I thought, it's not easy for my son to want to cook a meal, anyway, now his son can make money, a little oil, let him toss.

Zhang Junping prepared the things directly, and told the younger sister: "Yingzi light the fire."

"understood!"

This little girl is good at cooking chaizi, and she helped her mother cook chaizi when she was seven or eight years old.

The griddle is a kind of cooking utensil they always have here, which is used to make pancakes or spread pancakes.

What Zhang Junping wants to do is oil cakes. It is better to use a frying pan for oil cakes, but he doesn't have one, so he can only use a frying pan to make ends meet.

Somewhat clumsily, Zhang Junping rolled out a piece of dough cake with a rolling pin, spread oil on it, sprinkled with chopped green onion, re-rolled the dough dough, rolled it into a cake, and put it on the griddle.

Mother looked at it for a while, then went to wash her hands and came over, "Leave it to me, with your speed, you can't catch up with lunch at noon."

Looking up at the sky, Zhang Junping obediently gave up his position.

Indeed, according to his speed, it may take a little more to make scallion pancakes enough for the whole family.

Although my mother has never made scallion pancakes, cooking requires talent, and Zhang Junping belongs to the kind who knows his brains but not his hands.

And the mother just watched, after getting started, it was more than twice as fast as Zhang Junping's. The dough became extremely obedient in the mother's hands, and it turned into a dough cake in a short while.

What kind of good meal is this from the third family?I could smell the fragrance right outside the door. "Second Grandpa walked in from the outside.

"Second Uncle is here, Pingzi quickly invite your Second Grandpa into the house."

"Second Grandpa, you came just in time, let's eat at home at noon! I cooked mutton soup." Zhang Junping greeted with a smile.

"Then I won't be polite!" Second Grandpa said as he walked into the main room and sat down in the front seat.

"Second Grandpa, what you said, here is the same as at your house, what's so polite?" Zhang Junping made tea for Second Grandpa.

"Second Grandpa, how about you try this tea?"

"Oh, I don't know how the tea is. I haven't drunk tea a few times in my life." The second grandfather took the teacup and said with a smile.

In this era, there is really no habit of drinking tea in rural areas.

Both, plain boiled water in winter and cold boiled water in summer, this is particular.

Don't pay attention, drink plain water in winter and drink cold water in summer.

"Well, this tea is good, better than the tea I drank before, and it smells good." The second grandfather sniffed the teacup and said loudly.

"Second Grandpa, this is the jasmine tea I brought back from Beijing. I'll get you a pack later, and you can drink it slowly when you go home. Next time I come back from Beijing, I'll bring you some more."

"No, no, I'm an old man, it's a waste to drink tea, you should reserve it for the leaders of the commune." The second grandfather shook his head hurriedly.

Drinking tea is a waste, the second grandfather is really not modest, the tea is scraping oil, and everyone's stomach is short of oil and water these days, and if it is scraped by the tea, it is easier to be hungry.

"Second Grandpa, I brought back quite a few. This tea is specially dedicated to honoring you!"

"When you were young, you desperately provided for your brothers and sisters to study, I agree.

Our Zhang family is a scholarly family, a heir to poetry and books, we must not forget our roots and lose our traditions.

Only by studying can you change your destiny. Look, once you are admitted to university, your family will change immediately.

Although you Da used to be the production team leader, your family was the most poor one in the village.

Look now, who is better than yours? "

"Second Grandpa, what you always said is too correct, and I think so too.

We ordinary people, if we want to change our destiny, apart from doing those unconscionable, illegal and criminal activities, the only way is to study. Zhang Junping nodded in agreement.

"You are a college student with more knowledge than Second Grandpa. Second Grandpa came here today just to ask you, what can we do to make our Zhang family live a better life.

Although the second grandfather is old, he also knows that the state of the country has changed now. Unlike before, whoever is poor is honored. My old clan has to find a way to make the clansman live a good life. "

"Second Grandpa, if you want to live a good life, there are many ways. Now the policy is good, as long as you work hard, you don't have to worry about not living a good life."

"You boy, don't give me a sloppy eye, so don't mention the unreliable village-run furniture factory." The second grandfather interrupted Zhang Junping directly, laughing and cursing.

It turned out that the second grandfather was like a bright mirror in his heart. From the beginning, he was not optimistic about the furniture factory, but only acted in front of the Dong family and the Yang family.

"Tell me something real, don't talk about those falsehoods."

"Well, the simplest one is that the state now supports agricultural loans, and everyone can apply for them at the Rural Credit Cooperative without interest."

"I know this. Your third uncle and I have talked about this matter several times. He wants me to talk to Zhang's family, go to him to apply for a loan, and help him complete the task."

"I didn't agree, no interest, but I have to pay back the money. There is no way to make money. I took out a loan and spent the money. How can I pay it back?"

The third uncle mentioned by the second grandfather is the son-in-law of the second grandfather, who works as a loan officer in the Rural Credit Cooperative.

"Second Grandpa, if you believe me, our Zhang family can take out a loan and then lend it to me. I will give you 1 yuan a year in interest for 1000 yuan." Zhang Junping didn't dare to give too much interest.

One is that if you give too much, you are afraid that people will not believe it, and the other is that you are afraid that everyone will rush to borrow money and then lend it to him.

If there are too many, he will be stressed.

After all, he is not engaged in the kind of short-term projects.

(End of this chapter)