bestfiction Chapter 101: A Fool's Dream
Chapter 101: A Fool's Dream
Village Chief Fu took away all the young people he had brought with him, leaving no one behind. At that time, only the people of Daohua Village were left shivering in the cold wind in front of the thatched cottage.
"Uncle, what should we do? We are not really going to live in this shabby thatched house, are we?" Old Mrs. Tang was the first to speak, asking Village Chief Fang, who was so angry that his face turned pale.
Village Chief Fang glared at her and said, "Don't call me village chief. I am no longer the village chief. You have pissed me off!"
"Ah..." Some people looked at each other in fear.
"Village chief, please don't be like this. Think of a solution for us."
"Yes, we have come this far together, and now we have finally settled down, so nothing can happen to us."
"That's right! Village chief."
The noise made Village Chief Fang look even uglier. He glanced at everyone and said, "Since we have already been settled in this village, we have to accept whatever arrangements they make for us."
"At least there are thatched houses for us to live in in the village. What if there is no big preparation? Live in someone else's house? Would someone who is not your relative let you live in it?"
"Think about it carefully, everyone."
Sun curled her lips and said, "Why not live in someone else's house? We are all from the same village now. I see that big yard at the end of the village is just big enough for us to live in."
The big courtyard refers to the house where Tang Qiyue and her family live.
Village Chief Fang spit out a mouthful of disgust, "What a fool's dream."
"I don't care about you. I'm going to live here. Haoze Qingqing, help me in." After saying this, Village Chief Fang let the two juniors help him into the thatched hut.
When the others saw Village Chief Fang disappear outside the thatched hut, they became extremely anxious and no longer cared about anything else. They just went into the other thatched huts.
The five thatched huts could barely accommodate nearly sixty people.
Tang Yaozu refused, "Grandma, I don't want to live in this shabby place, no!" His teeth were chattering from the cold, and he kept shouting that he was not happy.
"Okay, okay, we won't stay here. I'll find a way for you."
Tang Lao Er said dissatisfiedly, "What can you think of? You should just go hide in the house. It's so cold."
"If mother doesn't want to live there, I will." Without saying a word, Tang Lao Er took Wu's two daughters and son into the thatched hut.
They arrived late and could only sleep on the floor of the thatched house. Fortunately, the floor was covered with a thick layer of dry grass, just like the dilapidated temple.
Seeing this, Old Lady Tang could only persuade Tang Yaozu, "Yaozu, listen to grandma first and rest in the thatched cottage for a while. Grandma will go to the village later to find a good house for you to live in. Okay?"
She thought about going to the big yard later to ask. There must be many houses in the yard. At worst, she could give Yaozu a few copper coins and let him live there no matter what.
After the New Year, when the weather gets warmer, we will have to build a house. We can't afford bricks and tiles, but there are a lot of stones around here. We can just pick them up when the time comes.
Tang Qiyue had no idea that at this time Old Lady Tang was already thinking about the empty house in her house.
Because she was checking the sausages, she was thinking of frying a plate for everyone tonight. The sausages that were stuffed at the beginning were already edible.
Lin came over and saw Tang Qiyue holding a sausage in her hand. She couldn't help but wonder, "My girl, is this sausage ready to eat?"
Tang Qiyue nodded, "The ones that were stuffed in the beginning can be eaten, but you have to wait a few days for the rest. Mom, let's go to the kitchen and I'll teach you how to make sausages."
"Good good!"
Not only Lin came to the kitchen, but Tang Lao San and Xie Changjin, who was holding Zhao Bao tightly, also came over. They were really curious about the sausage made by Tang Qiyue and what it tasted like.
After all, it is made from pig intestines.
A plate of green pepper sausage and a plate of fried sausage with potatoes were served on the table.
"Everyone, try it." Tang Qiyue handed the chopsticks to everyone one by one.
Tang Lao San was the first to pick up his chopsticks. He picked up a piece of Chinese sausage and chewed it for a few times. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "Delicious! Chewy!"
Seeing that Tang Lao San was very satisfied with the food, the others who were hesitant and waiting started to eat. In the end, only green peppers and potatoes were left on the plate, and all the sausages were eaten up.
Tang Qiyue was very surprised at the fighting ability of the people here, "How is it? I told you that the sausage will definitely satisfy you."
"My girl, this sausage is so delicious. Did we give you too little?" Tang Lao San swallowed the last bite of the sausage, feeling a little like he hadn't eaten enough.
"Dad, I fed you more than 100 kilograms, which is enough for us to eat." Tang Qiyue explained, "We also have cured meat and cured fish at home, so we can't just eat sausages."
"I haven't eaten enough!" Lin San directly picked up the remaining potatoes on the plate. The taste of sausage could still satisfy his craving.
"Yes, yes! I haven't eaten enough either, sister!" Tang Qingshu licked his lips and stared at Tang Qiyue with anticipation.
Tang Qiyue never thought that sausage would turn this group of people into foodies. After thinking for a while, she said, "Then let's have clay pot rice tonight."
“What is claypot rice?”
“You’ll know when you eat it.”
Without the electric rice cooker we have now, Tang Qiyue thought about taking out all the clay pots at home. There were five in total, and if one was for each person, there would still be a dozen left. So she asked Xu Fang and Boss Hu to bring their own clay pots as well.
Theirs is a bit bigger, perfect for two people.
Tang Qiyue first prepared the sauce, asked Lin, Aunt Fang and Zhao Sun to wash the rice, and then soak it for half an hour before pouring it into each casserole that had been brushed with a layer of oil.
After the rice is cooked, Tang Qiuyue adds the washed vegetables, mushrooms and sausages, then covers each casserole pot and pours a layer of oil on the outside of the lid to form rice crust.
The kitchen was filled with clay pots. Tang Qiuyue used a large pot to cook a bowl of lean meat porridge. This was for Zhaobao, as he was too young to eat clay pot rice for the time being.
Tang Qiuyue has been letting Zhaobao taste the flavor step by step.
When the sausages were almost cooked, Tang Qiuyue beat an egg into the mixture one by one and continued to simmer for a while.
"How is it? How is it? Is it ready to eat? I've been smelling the fragrance outside for a long time!" Lin San stood at the kitchen door, stretched his head to look inside, and saw Tang Qiyue was still busy, licking his lips greedily.
Tang Qiyue didn't even turn around, "Right away." Then she looked at the three Lins next to her, "How is it? Have you learned it?"
She likes to eat and can eat and cook, but she doesn’t like to do it every day.
So sometimes I would tell Lin what I wanted to eat, or let Lin and others watch and learn when I made it for the first time, so that I could let Lin and others make it in the future.
Lin likes to cook in the kitchen and learns very seriously.
The same goes for Aunt Fang and Mrs. Zhao Sun.
"It's time to eat!" Tang Qiyue shouted towards the door. Before she turned around, she saw a group of people surrounding her, including Tang Qingshu, who should be reading in the house at this time.
"One pot per person, take it yourself." The food in the big casserole is for couples, such as Lin and Tang Laosan, Zhao Yonghe and Zhao Sun.
Several children can share the same pot, anyway, the arrangements are all good.