Wang Zhong smiled and said: "No need, I've already done it!"

"Ah?" Jiang Hongguo froze on the spot and turned to look at Wang Zhong.

"It's too cold outside, let's go inside and sit down!"

The two walked into the house and closed the door. Jiang Hongguo looked at the steaming steamer in the morning and immediately lowered his head in shame: "Brother, I slept too deeply last night. I usually get up very early."

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"Sister!" Wang Chong smiled and waved his hand, interrupting Jiang Hongguo: "You have been fleeing for half a year. You are on the road begging for food every day. It has been cold these days. You must not have had a good night's sleep. It's not easy.

It's normal to sleep comfortably on the hot kang and sleep more deeply."

"Brother, don't worry, there will never be a next time." Jiang Hongguo assured Wang Zhong firmly.

"Okay, okay!" Wang Zhong said: "There is hot water in the thermos bottle! You go wash your face and rinse your mouth first."

"Yeah!" Jiang Hongguo turned around with a look of annoyance and self-blame and entered the bathroom with a thermos bottle.

When she came out of the bathroom, the two-layer steamer drawer on the pot had been placed on the table, and the yellow buns in the steamer drawer had been put into the grate by Wang Zhong and placed on the kang table.

In addition to the yellow steamed buns, there are also two bowls of steamed eggs sprinkled with chopped green onion, two bowls of soy sauce, and a plate of pickles on the table.

"Come on! It's time to eat!" Wang Zhong greeted Jiang Hongguo with a smile.

Jiang Hongguo climbed onto the Kang and sat cross-legged, looking at the steamed eggs and yellow steamed buns on the table, and then looked up at Wang Zhong who was nibbling on the yellow steamed buns and eating pickles.

"Look what I'm doing, hurry up and eat!"

Jiang Hongguo picked up a yellow steamed bun and started eating it.

While they were eating, Wang Zhong said: "Sister, after dinner, you and I will go find our village party secretary. Say hello to the party secretary first, and then you can go with me to the county to buy some things.

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"Yeah!" Jiang Hongguo put down the hot egg soup and nodded repeatedly: "No problem."

“Eat it while it’s hot!”

After dinner, Jiang Hongguo took over the task of washing the dishes and cleaning up. This time Wang Zhong did not treat her politely.

When Wang Zhong led Jiang Hongguo out, although there were still snowflakes falling outside, they were getting smaller and smaller.

"Hey! Big Chong, where did you get your new wife?" As soon as he went out, he met Niu DaDang. This guy was so loud that his voice could reach the sky.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "What kind of daughter-in-law? Don't talk nonsense, bold brother. This girl came from Henan to escape famine. I met her and temporarily stayed at my house. It's freezing now and she has no place."

But go, I'll take her to Wanchun, say hello, and let her stay in our Maixiang Village first."

"He's here to escape!" Niu Dadan's expression changed, and there was no longer any ridicule on his face. He gave Wang Zhong a thumbs up: "That's why I have to help!"

Along the way out, I met many people, all of whom were as surprised as Niu DaDang. Wang Zhong would patiently stop and explain to others. Jiang Hongguo looked at Wang Zhong with a smile as he patiently explained to the villagers, with already complicated emotions.

A few more different emotions emerged.

Most of the people are simple and kind-hearted. Nowadays, the situation in the village is getting better and better. Every household is not short of food. Everyone is willing to help those who are fleeing famine.

"He's here to escape famine!" In the village committee office, Wang Wanchun looked at Jiang Hongguo, who was wearing an old cotton-padded jacket next to Wang Zhong, with some kindness in his eyes. After asking about Jiang Hongguo's origins, he nodded and said: "

Since Wang Zhong is willing to take you in, let’s stay for now!”

"Thank you, Party Secretary, thank you, Party Secretary!" Jiang Hongguo hurriedly bowed to Wang Wanchun.

"You can't do it, you can't do it!" Wang Wanchun quickly stood up and supported him.

After exchanging pleasantries with Wang Wanchun, Wang Zhong led Jiang Hongguo toward the county seat.

Today's county town is different from that of later generations. It is still surrounded by tall city gates, towers and protective walls. Compared with previous years, there are fewer soldiers and bandits in military uniforms and carrying guns on their backs who come and go in and out of the city.

There are more people.

But it's winter now, it's still snowing, and there aren't many people in the county.

I bought two pieces of cloth, went to the butcher's shop to cut a few kilograms of meat, and went to the medicine shop to buy a lot of herbs, as well as oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and other miscellaneous things. When I was about to go back, I met a peddler.

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"Brother, do you want to buy a dog?" The dog seller was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, wearing an old cotton-padded jacket and a sticky hat on his head.

"How to sell?" Wang Zhong knelt down and carefully looked at the puppies in the wooden cage.

Among the few local dogs, there were actually two red dogs from Laizhou. It was those two red dogs that Wang Zhong was looking at.

"Brothers are very knowledgeable at first sight," the dog owner said with a shrewd smile on his face: "The best ones here are these two red dogs. They are almost two months old. When they are raised, they are used to look after homes and homes and go hunting in the mountains.

good helper."

"This number!"

"Where are the two together?" Wang Zhong looked at the dog owner.

The dog owner's eyes lit up, the surprise in his eyes flashed away, and the smile on his face became brighter: "I think you really want it, brother. So, just give me this number." The dog owner raised six fingers.

Wang Zhong smiled and stretched out his hand to pull back two fingers.

The smile on the dog owner's face suddenly stopped, as if he had swallowed coptis, and his face was bitter.

"Brother, your price is too harsh!"

Jiang Hongguo watched Wang Zhong and the dog owner fight over the prices for a while, and finally happily bought two red dog puppies, tied them with two hemp ropes, and took them home.

The news that Wang Zhong took in a handsome young girl spread throughout Maixiang Village in less than half a day, causing quite a heated discussion.

"Guo'er, wash the ginger and peel some garlic."

Wang Zhong stood in front of the stove, holding a spatula in his hand, instructing Jiang Hongguo to do something for him. After getting along for more than a day, Wang Zhong also called Jiang Hongguo from girl to Guo'er, which added a bit of intimacy.

"okay!"

Jiang Hongguo was watching the fire in front of the earthenware stove in the yard. On the earthenware stove was a casserole one foot square and about three inches deep. The female pheasant was stewed in the pot. It had been simmering for a whole afternoon, accompanied by white

Steam gushes out of the pot, and the aroma is so rich that it can be swallowed by your tongue.

After a day, I was almost familiar with Ginger Hongguo. I picked up a piece of old ginger still wrapped in dried mud from under the eaves, and skillfully scraped and cleaned it.

Cut the ginger and pound the garlic, stir-fry the rooster meat, the spatula collides with the thick cast iron pan, and the oil is scorched by the fire. The chicken turns from raw to cooked quickly, and seasonings and side dishes are added one after another. After a while, the aroma of the meat will make you hungry.

The whole hall was filled.

“It’s ready to be cooked as it is now!”

At the stove, Wang Zhong was cooking and explaining to Jiang Hongguo.

Today, Wang Zhong only cooks these dishes, and all the work of cutting, washing, cooking and doing chores is covered by ginger red fruits.

Jiang Hongguo stared intently at the steaming chicken in the cast iron pot, swallowing her saliva dissatisfiedly and not forgetting to nod.

Take the chicken out of the pot, pour a ladle of water into the pot and cook with residual heat.

Jiang Hongguo quickly brought the fried chicken to the Kang table.

The casserole on the stove was also brought into the room by Jiang Hongguo, wrapped in a rag and brought to the Kang table.

"There is an aluminum lunch box in the cabinet. Take it out and fill it with some meat and soup. After dinner, you and I can deliver it to the second grandpa."

Jiang Hongguo took out the aluminum lunch box, opened the lid of the casserole, filled the aluminum lunch box with steaming meat and soup with a spoon, and asked: "Who is the second grandpa?"

"The main people in Maixiang Village have two surnames: Niu and Ma. The second grandfather is from the Niu family. He is very senior and has high prestige. He is an upright man and is highly respected by the villagers, but he has no heirs."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "When I fled the country, I didn't starve to death thanks to my second grandfather who gave me a few meals."

Jiang Hongguo nodded repeatedly.

Wang Zhong said again: "Put in more meat!"

"Yeah!" Jiang Hongguo followed the law and specially selected a chicken leg and several pieces of chicken breast with more meat and less bones.

It's just that an aluminum lunch box is only that big, and the broth can't be filled too much.

He closed the aluminum lunch box tightly and brought in the hot yellow steamed buns from Jiang Hongguo.

"Stop working so hard, sit down and eat!" Wang Zhong greeted Jiang Hongguo.

"Okay!" Jiang Hongguo responded with a smile. Just as he was about to take off his apron and get on the kang, he remembered Wang Zhong's words and hurriedly walked into the bathroom and washed his hands before sitting on the kang.

The yellow steamed buns are steamed in the morning and can be eaten as soon as they are heated.

"The nourishing effect of pheasant soup is even better than that of old hens. After simmering it for a few hours, the essence and nutrients are all in the soup. You can drink more soup to replenish it!"

Wang Zhong had already placed a bowl of chicken soup in front of Jiang Hongguo.

"Brother, I can do it myself!" Women in general are always easily moved by this kind of subtle concern, and Jiang Hongguo is no exception.

After eating a few mouthfuls of yellow steamed buns, Jiang Hongguo picked up the fragrant chicken soup and blew on it, then lowered his head and took a sip. As soon as the yellow-white chicken soup entered his mouth, Jiang Hongguo's eyes suddenly opened wide, his eyes shrank, and his face

of shock.

"This chicken soup is so delicious. I have never tasted such delicious chicken soup!"

Wang Zhong only smiled slightly.

"Brother, how come your chicken soup tastes so good?" Jiang Hongguo couldn't help but asked curiously after swallowing the chicken soup and yellow steamed buns in his mouth.

Level five cooking skills, in a feudal society, would be enough to serve as a royal cook in the palace.
To be continued...