The years of red flags

Chapter 47
The arrival of [-] gave Jiang Hua a sense of urgency. He knew that their good days in the capital were numbered.

The main reason is that Jiang Hua feels that the treasures everywhere have not been discovered enough. It would be a pity if he just left like this, so hurry up.

Zhong Yuemin and the others didn't feel that the new year was any different from last year, maybe the children in the big courtyard didn't have to be terrified anymore, for fear that the little bastard would come to the door sometime.

Eat and drink every day, Zhong Yuemin still reads books, invites Zhou Xiaobai and the others to go skating at the Shichahai Ice Rink, or find a sunny place with Zhang Haiyang to brag about, these days are quite pleasant.

Jiang Hua seized the time to go to Taobao, and at the same time exchange the bills he didn't need into food stamps or food. If Zhong Yuemin couldn't go to the army, he would go to the countryside with him. Food stamps are not just hard currency. At the critical moment, This thing can save lives.

Jiang Hua went to the pigeon market and exchanged tens of thousands of catties of coarse grains for his own space, as well as several thousand catties of national food stamps.

As for those treasures, he didn't pick them anymore. The bowls he picked up were full of vegetables. Maybe they are not rare now, but they will be treasures in a few years.

"Brother, the weather is nice these days, let's go to the reservoir for a picnic."

Jiang Hua smiled and asked, "Is it Zhou Xiaobai's appointment with you?"

Zhong Yuemin said as a matter of course: "Yes, such an emotional thing must not have been thought of by me, an old man."

"Zhou Xiaobai, how did you deal with it? You don't really plan to spend the rest of your life with her quietly, do you?"

Zhong Yuemin repeatedly denied: "How is it possible, I am only seventeen, it is impossible to prescribe my life so hastily."

"She has deep roots in love for you, but you are ready to destroy her beautiful fantasy of love. You are such a scumbag."

Zheng Tong said with a smile: "Although I don't quite understand the specific meaning of this scumbag, I feel that the description of Zhong Yuemin is very appropriate."

On a sunny day, a pair of crazy men and women and a few people who eat melons, pedaling bicycles strenuously rushed towards the reservoir. If it was a distance of tens of kilometers in the previous life, riding a bicycle was pure madness.

But bicycles are already the most elegant means of transportation in this era. Cars are not accessible to ordinary people, so it is a great effort for big guys to ride them.

"Crossing the forest, crossing the snowfield, soaring into the sky...cough cough cough."

Yuan Jun got excited, opened his mouth and prepared to speak loudly, and was about to reach the happiest place, when the oncoming cold air directly shut him up.

Zheng Tong said with a smile: "Yuan Jun, can you do it, you have a high-pitched voice, let you eat it, let's play a ga tune."

"Fuck, I'm choking to death. I have a bad feeling about the cool wind. We might have to drink the northwest wind today."

Zhong Yuemin scolded with a smile: "Fart, if you want to drink the Northwest Wind, you can drink it yourself, we don't drink it. There are luncheon meat, canned fruit and cakes here, so we will accept it. I won't bother you to drink the Northwest Wind."

Not to be outdone, Yuan Jun said: "I want to eat alone, but there is no way. I will eat it in a while, and I will let you drink the northwest wind."

Talking and laughing, I didn't feel so tired anymore. Everyone pedaled their bicycles vigorously, and finally came to the reservoir before lunch.

On the grass next to the reservoir, the girls spread blankets on the ground, picked wild flowers and put them on the jars, and the boys took out various snacks and filled the blankets.

The bright sunshine shines on the reservoir, sparkling, and in the early spring, the trees spit out buds, and the earth turns green again, which is a scene of renewal.

Jiang Hua clapped his hands: "Everyone, let's prepare lunch first. The great spring scenery is certainly not to be disappointed, but everyone's Wuzang Temple is also not to be disappointed. After comforting the stomach, there is plenty of time to enjoy the beautiful scenery."

Yuan Jun couldn't wait to take out the canned luncheon meat and was about to unseal it, but Jiang Hua stopped him.

"This is the last reserve. Since we are here for a picnic, we naturally want some game. I have prepared two chickens. I can make a beggar's chicken, catch some fish, and stew some fish soup. It's not as stylish as this luncheon meat." .”

"Good proposal!"

Except for Yuan Jun, everyone applauded in agreement. Yuan Jun reluctantly put down the canned food in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's enough to eat enough. What's the use of style, and it can't fill the stomach."

After Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong were sent to collect firewood, Jiang Hua came to the edge of the reservoir, where plump fish swung freely in the water.

It is said that the ducks in the spring river are prophets of plumbing, and the fish also know it. When spring begins, the fish also start to float to the surface of the water to look for food.

He took out the fishing hook and cotton thread, randomly looked at a straight branch on the tree on the bank as a fishing rod, and took out some coarse grains in the ability space and sprinkled them in the water.

After a while, a large group of swimming fish gathered here. Jiang Hua looked around, Zheng Tong and Yuan Jun were still in the forest, and Zhong Yuemin was digging a hole there.

Jiang Hua tried to use the space to collect fish in the water. In the past, the fish in the water could only be brought into the space by touching them with his hands. Now, as long as they are within five steps of him, he can hold them with his hands. This is the benefit of practicing toad-fishing strength, although the volume of the space has not increased. , but more conveniently.

Jiang Hua was very excited for a while, and he collected hundreds of fish, and then he caught a few crucian carp with a fishing rod, about two catties, which is perfect for making soup.

The raw materials were ready, and then a very serious problem was discovered. The six people present, except for Jiang Hua, seemed to be the kind of noble people who didn't touch the spring water with their fingers. How could they cook?

Well, the evil I made, I have to bear it by gritting my teeth. There is no problem with crucian carp soup, but beggar chicken is not a common meal after all. Fortunately, Jianghua has read some recipes and has some impressions. Although he has not operated it, he has theoretical knowledge. full.

As the smoke rose, the umami of Kung Fu Fish Soup rushed over. Yuan Jun, a foodie, stood by the pot, waiting for his first sip of fresh soup.

Jiang Hua swung his engineering shovel and smashed the two lumps of mud apart. The delicious smell made people itch, and the juicy chicken made people salivate. Even a reserved girl like Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help it. Swallow saliva.

"Start it, what are you waiting for, do it yourself and have enough food and clothing. If you can't eat enough for a while, you can only eat that dry luncheon meat."

As soon as Jiang Hua said a word, the six people couldn't wait to stretch out their poisonous hands to the beggar chicken, and they fell apart in the blink of an eye.

"Brother, your craftsmanship is really good, that's what I think, maybe two chickens are a little short, that's it, I can kill two by myself."

"Me too."

Everyone said in unison, even Zhou Xiaobai and Luo Yun said without any shyness. After speaking, the big guys looked at each other and smiled, and the laughter echoed on the reservoir.

　Someone actually asked me if I had a room, that's outrageous

　　
　
(End of this chapter)