Accompany by A Fool to do Farming

Chapter 29 You Tiao

She slept beautifully all night, and the next day Zhong Ziqi woke up to find that the sky was gloomy outside, and it seemed that it was going to rain. He hurriedly took the mushrooms and cucumbers that were dried outside to the house, and covered the firewood in the yard to prevent it from getting wet.

In the morning, Zhong Ziqi didn’t have any appetite, so he cooked a pot of rice porridge and made a braised bamboo shoot with oil. When Zhao Zhengan came to eat, Zhong Ziqi swears that he definitely saw a trace of disapproval. He triumphantly thought that the chef was what he had to eat what he did.

Zhao Zhengan scratched his head. He hadn’t had porridge for a long time. Since he was with his wife, his three meals were white rice, and the minimum was two days with meat. So he was really surprised to see the porridge. But still sit down and eat obediently. Although he is picky eaters, he can eat anything if there is no meat.

After dinner, Zhong Ziqi drove Zhao Zhengan away. He mixed a small bowl of noodles with salt and alkali in the kitchen, covered it with a lid, and waited for the noodles to rise. In order to be quicker, he went back to the house and took some clothes to cover.

Then there was nothing to do, it was about to rain, and the sky was getting gloomy and he couldn’t do much.

“Zheng’an, stop playing, catch the chicken back, it will rain for a while.” Zhong Ziqi shouted at the courtyard.

“Know it.”

Zhao Zhengan, who was having fun with Dahei Xiaohei, went into the henhouse to catch the chicks. Now the chicks are almost as big as one’s palm, and he runs unambiguously. Zhao Zhengan has turned several times. Catch it all. Put it in the chicken coop and bring it to the house. Two puppies followed barkingly behind their buttocks.

Before noon arrived, there was rain in the sky, first pattering and then crashing.

Zhong Ziqi and Zhao Zhengan were sitting in the room listening to the rain outside. Except for the barking of the dog and the chirping of the chickens, no one spoke, but silence is better than the sound. They don’t need to speak to prove their presence, because they already know that the person is right beside them. It’s a strange feeling, but Let them enjoy it.

The summer rain came and went quickly, and it finally stopped after an hour. The air after the rain has a different kind of freshness. The dark clouds dissipated, and the bright sun peeked out of the clouds, exuding a warm light.

After the rain, the road was wet and hideous. Zhong Ziqi strictly ordered Zhao Zhengan and the two restless dogs not to go out and run. Zhao Zhengan nodded droopingly.

“Hey, I’ll make good food for you tonight.” Zhong Ziqi said.

Sure enough, Zhao Zhengan’s eyes lit up again, instantly regaining his vitality. Food is indeed a powerful medicine, whoever tries it will make it easier.

Rainy days are always particularly suitable for laziness. Zhong Ziqi and Zhao Zhengan take a bite when they are hungry, and sleep in after eating. The afternoon is about to pass in a blink of an eye. Zhong Ziqi still remembered the noodles he made in the kitchen, and let Zhao Zhengan entertain himself. After finishing his clothes, he went into the kitchen.

What can you do? He can steam buns, steamed buns, and can do many things. What he wants to do is deep-fried dough sticks.

You tiao is a little troublesome to make, mainly because it needs to be left out. Zhong Ziqi has only made it once before and thinks it is better to buy it and not make it. This time he picked it up again, just to treat him as a novel food.

Modern people love to eat so much, and I believe that ancient times will not be so bad.

Carefully avoiding the puddles and entering the kitchen, opened the tightly covered basin, the surface inside was already bubbling and swelling.

Zhong Ziqi washed his hands, kneaded the noodles, rolled the noodles, then Zhong Ziqi cut the noodles into small strips about ten centimeters long and one centimeter wide, and stretched them together into small strips, and put them aside, and so on. There are about thirty in total.

“Zhengan? Zhengan?” Zhong Ziqi shouted at the door.

“Daughter-in-law?” Zhao Zhengan ran over in a hurry.

“Come and help me set the fire.”

Zhao Zhengan nodded, sitting by the stove and setting fire skillfully.

Zhong Ziqi poured one-third of the oil into the pot, which was too much waste, and he poured less. At best, it was a little bit slower.

When the oil is hot, Zhong Ziqi puts the noodles in the pot, and the noodles instantly change color. As the oil rolls up and down, it becomes golden yellow in a short while. Zhong Ziqi takes it out and puts it in a basin to dry, and then continues to fry. leftover.

Although a heavy rain has brought down the hot temperature a lot, the heat in the kitchen is always unmatched.

“Okay, Zhengan doesn’t need to burn it. Take the next one and try if it tastes good.”

Zhao Zhengan cleaned his hands and immediately picked one up, and opened his mouth regardless of whether it was hot or not.

“delicious!”

Zhao Zhengan laughed contentedly, finished one in two bites, and then took another one.

Zhong Ziqi sent him aside to eat, so as not to be splashed by the oil. When Zhong Ziqi fried all the fried dough sticks, Zhao Zhengan sat there full of food, still full of aftertaste.

Zhong Ziqi visually ate at least six or seven of them. Two fried dough sticks are combined, so he ate more than ten. Zhong Ziqi helped his forehead. This is him. No one is willing to support him. If he doesn’t work, he won’t work. Said that the appetite is not small.

Zhong Ziqi also picked up one and took a careful sip, um…fortunately, the craftsmanship has not regressed. He was full after eating three sticks, scooped out the oil in the pot and put it away, tidying up the kitchen. He took out a pot of Zhong Ziqi and installed more than ten deep-fried dough sticks: “You look at the house at home, and I will go to Zhao Ama’s house and give them a taste. No one is allowed to open the door.”

“Remember my wife.” Zhao Zhengan said.

Zhong Ziqi took out a piece of oiled paper and covered the basin out the door.

As soon as I arrived at the village, I met someone head-on.

“Yo, Brother Qi, why didn’t you go out to do business? The business is very hot, right? It’s really different from those of us who are poor.”

This is the first family in the village with the surname Li. People usually call him Li. He is one of the few people who is close to Wang Cuihua. It was also one of the few people in the village that Zhao Ama refused to accept. This shows how deep his grievances he has.

Zhong Ziqi looked at this triumphant and ridiculous person in a strange way. Did something happen that he didn’t know? The villain can be so rampant!

Zhong Ziqi just yelled Li Aame politely and ignored him.

Li Ama looked at the distant back with jealousy and resentment in his eyes. Every household in the village basically made dozens of dollars, but their family was turned away every time. How could he not resent him, seeing that he did not have oneself. For the family’s sake, the mouth of his family gave him a face, but Li Ah didn’t know what he thought of and gave him a sip: “Nothing to be proud of, right? It deserves it!” Then he twisted and walked away.

Zhong Ziqi arrived at Zhao A Mo’s house. The door of their house was wide open. He knocked on the door and shouted, “Is Zhao A Mo at home?”

“Here, Brother Qi!” Zhao Ama’s voice came from the room.

It was Zhao Ning who opened the door, and he ran over in surprise: “Why are you here, Ziqi?” If it hadn’t rained, he would still want to go and see him.

“Send you something delicious.” Zhong Ziqi smiled and followed him into the house.

“What is it?” Zhao Ning asked happily.

Entering the room, the other three of Zhao’s family were also there, and Zhong Ziqi greeted each other.

“Brother Qi, what else can you bring when you come?” Zhao Ama complained, but he was still very happy, indicating that Brother Qi was close to his home.

Zhong Ziqi smiled and said, “It’s not a good thing, you can try it yourself.” Zhong Ziqi opened the oil paper, revealing the golden fritters inside and steaming.

“Huh, what is this?” Zhao Ning reached out for one curiously, and was glared by Zhao Aye. He took a bite: “Well, it’s delicious, it’s still hot.”

Zhao Amo went into the kitchen and took the bowls and chopsticks and handed them to others. He undoubtedly won the praise of everyone. Zhong Ziqi told them that this is a new idea he came up with. When the weather is good, he will reopen it. Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng went to help.

Zhao Baogen didn’t say anything, Zhao Ama waved his hand and said that you don’t dislike the clumsy and let them follow.