Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

After getting the money, Chen Jun was too lazy to bother with Jia Zhang anymore and went back to the house with the bucket.

We caught a lot of fish this morning. Chen Jun kept several of them and planned to fry them in the afternoon.

Jia Zhang looked at his back and spat secretly.

Twenty dollars were gone just like that, and the Jia family suffered a huge loss.

After watching the fun, everyone in the courtyard decided to go home.

"Hey, don't leave yet. Is there anyone who wants to buy an old hen? You can take it home for only two dollars."

"I feed this old hen corn kernels, which are very delicious."

Hey!

When the people who were originally walking slowly home heard that Jia Zhang was going to sell chickens, they all ran away in a flash.

This is not chicken, this is a diarrhea set meal!

Whoever eats it will get scared, and Jia Dongxu got so scared that he couldn’t even leave the house.

It's New Year's Day, and people in the courtyard don't want to be unlucky. Not to mention two dollars a piece, they won't accept it even if it's given away for free.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with you guys?"

Jia Zhang was speechless and cursed, "You have no conscience. If you don't want it, I'll sell it. I can at least get two dollars and fifty cents. Humph!"

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After having lunch at home, Chen Jun and his family began to prepare fried New Year's goods.

Looking at the prepared ingredients in the kitchen, Wang Xia, who came to help, couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Last Chinese New Year, the family couldn’t even afford an egg, but this year they were able to prepare so many things, including many foods that Wang Xia had never even heard of.

Normally during the New Year in the north, families with better conditions would fry some fish, vegetarian meatballs, and crispy pork, but this year Chen Jun prepared too many things.

There are not only the three common ones, but also some small fried dough twists, sesame balls, spring rolls, hemp leaves, chicken chops, and chicken legs.

"Wow, brother, do we fry so many things at home?"

Before the oil was even heated in the pan, Lin Yao was already drooling.

This is the first time in her life that she has celebrated such a wealthy Spring Festival.

Whether it is fried fish or fried chicken legs, these are her favorite foods.

"Brother, what is this? Why have I never seen it before?" Lin Yao asked, pointing at a basket of colorful things.

Chen Jun turned his head to take a look and said with a smile: "Shrimp chips, haven't you tried them before?"

"Shrimp chips?" Lin Yao shook her head. "Not only have I never eaten them, I've never seen them either. Are they delicious?"

Hearing this answer, Chen Jun raised his eyebrows in surprise.

These shrimp chips are his childhood memories. They were very popular when he was a child and almost every child liked them.

I didn’t expect Lin Yao didn’t recognize it. It might be that these shrimp chips have just been put on the shelves of department stores and are not yet popular.

"You'll know after you try it later, go and light the pot!"

"Hey, here we come."

As Chen Jun's personal fireman, Lin Yao skillfully pulled the stool and started to light the earthen stove.

When the pot was almost hot, Chen Jun poured half a bucket of oil into it.

Wow, such a bold way of pouring oil, everyone in the yard will be shocked when seeing it.

"Xiaojun, how do you pour oil like that? You should pour one or two bowls first and then fry slowly." Wang Xia reminded.

Although her family is rich now, Wang Xia's lifestyle has not changed and she still lives a frugal life.

Half a barrel of oil is enough for an ordinary family to use for half a year.

But Chen Jun smiled.

I prepared so many things, and it will take me forever to fry them bit by bit.

When the oil temperature reaches 70% hot, Chen Jun starts frying.

The first thing to fry is the chicken fillet.

This thing cooks quickly, and you can fry it first so you can eat it while you're busy.

Lin Yao also smiled happily when she saw this.

As the main person in charge of cooking, she has a unique position. No matter what comes out of the pot, she can reach it by just stretching out her hand.

"Zi La~~"

"Zi La~~"

The chicken fillet is thrown into the pan and keeps rolling under the action of hot oil.

Soon, the surface of the chicken steak was fried until golden brown, and the fragrant aroma gradually drifted into the yard.

For a moment, the entire courtyard was shocked.

Who is so arrogant as to blow up New Year's goods?

At the second uncle's house, which is the closest to the family, the family is worried about how to eat fish.

During the Chinese New Year, steamed food and stewed soup seem a bit bland.

But if you over-fry it, it will waste too much oil.

These days, oil is more expensive than fish!

"What's that smell? Is someone frying New Year's goods?" Liu Haizhong suddenly raised his head and sniffed hard.

Liu Guangqi followed suit and sniffed, then swallowed and replied, "Dad, they are frying something."

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu looked at each other and said calmly, "It must be Brother Jun. When we were fishing this morning, he said that he had to fry New Year's goods in the afternoon, so he could only fish all morning."

The second aunt was very surprised and said: "It smells so good, at least several bowls of oil must have been used. Chen Jun is too generous. Frying it like this would waste a lot of oil."

Central courtyard, Yi Zhonghai’s home.

Yi Zhonghai, who had just finished lunch, wiped his mouth and planned to lie down in bed for a while.

There are only two people in their family, so they don't need to buy a lot of things for the New Year.

"Hmm? This smells really good, someone is frying New Year's goods in the yard!"

The first lady nodded and said, "It's either Xu Damao's family or Chen Jun's family. They are the only two families in our courtyard who are willing to spend money."

"Well, I'll go out and take a look."

Shazhu, who lived next door to them, smelled the fragrance and jumped up from the bed.

"It must be Chen Jun. This kid must have made a lot of money from setting up a stall, but he dares to eat and drink like this!"

The Jia family, who also lived in the central courtyard, sat around the dinner table staring at each other.

There was a pot of stewed chicken on the table, but the three of them didn't dare to pick up their chopsticks. They looked at the chicken while chewing on the steamed bread.

There was no way. The chicken was too potent. No matter how greedy they were, they wouldn't eat it!

Suddenly, Qin Huairu sniffed the chicken, raised her head and sniffed it again, and said, "Someone in our yard is making fried food. Mom, what should we fry this year?"

In previous years, the Jia family would fry two fish and some meatballs as tribute, and then they could eat them.

"Fuck, I just lost 20 yuan and I have no money left!" Jia Zhang said angrily, "If you are greedy, just eat the chicken."

Qin Huairu fell silent upon hearing this.

Eat chicken?

This is going to cost her her life!

Neither you mother nor I want to eat it, but you force me to eat it. I don’t know what your intention is.

Jia Dongxu at the side also greedily took a few deep breaths and couldn't help saying, "It smells so good. I don't know what's fried."

Smelling the aroma of fried food, Jia Dongxu took two big bites of the steamed bread.

But after the steamed bread entered my stomach, I felt even hungrier.

"Snapped!"

Jia Dongxu threw the steamed bread on the table, muttered that he was full, and went back to bed.

But when Jia Dongxu returned to bed, he became more and more greedy the more he thought about it.

He wanted to go out and take a look, but he had no pants to wear.

Glancing down at the bed, Jia Dongxu's eyes lit up.

After poking his head to take a look at the kitchen, Jia Dongxu stealthily took out a pair of flowery trousers, put them on, and quietly slipped out while Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu were not paying attention.