Chapter 68 You should get married as soon as possible! There are many ways to eat lamb. The more common ones are roasted lamb, shabu-shabu lamb, and braised lamb chops. Today, Zhou Yimin plans to make a braised dish. He prepared all the ingredients. Nowadays, people eat meat by boiling it with salt or frying it. How can there be so many fancy ingredients? So, it is just a dream to want to make it delicious. Luo Dapeng also slipped into the kitchen. "do you need my help?" Zhou Yimin asked him back: "How can you help?" Uh! Luo Dapeng was speechless. He didn't cook at home, so it seemed like he really couldn't help. "Okay, help me peel the garlic!" Zhou Yimin began to cut the mutton, which would then be marinated for a while to remove the fishy smell.
Many people don't like eating mutton because they can't stand the fishy smell. After the mutton is marinated, Zhou Yimin puts a proper amount of oil in the pan, heats it, and frying the marinated mutton until both sides are golden brown, then adds seasoning and water. "Come on, no need for such a big fire, pull out two pieces of firewood." Zhou Yimin shouted. It is still early now, so we can cook it slowly for one or two hours until the meat is tender. That is when the braised lamb tastes good. Zhou Yimin also took into consideration that his grandparents have bad teeth. "If it's hot, you don't have to stay here. Just come in and add some firewood from time to time." Zhou Yimin said as he followed. It's a lie to say it's not hot sitting in front of the stove and making fire in this weather. What a pity! Zhoujiazhuang has no electricity, otherwise, he could have brought back one or two electric fans. Electric fans at that time were indeed rare in rural areas, but they were not considered high-tech products in cities. Electric fans were already being produced in China before liberation. The most famous one is the Watson brand electric fan, which has excellent quality and can be used for decades without any problems. Without electricity, many electrical appliances cannot be used. In fact, some rural areas still have electricity, such as the nearby Hongxing Commune, which had electricity a few years ago. The Red Star Commune is equivalent to a town in later generations. The commune is the highest institution in the current townships, and the director of the commune is equivalent to the mayor. Therefore, it is only natural that the Red Star Commune has electricity. "Brother, I'm not hot." Zhou Yimin ignored him. His head was covered in sweat, but he said he wasn't hot. After peeling the garlic, Luo Dapeng couldn't sit still, so he went out to play. When he saw others doing farm work, he also went to experience the "fun" of doing farm work. Soon, he lost interest. Then he became the leader of the children, taking a group of children who didn't go to school to play mahjong. The reason why the children followed him was because he promised them that he would bring delicious food to them next time he came to Zhoujiazhuang. The children believed whoever gave them milk was their mother, and when they heard that there was something delicious to eat, they immediately bowed down to the eldest brother, regardless of whether it was just empty talk or not, and took Luo Dapeng around the village.
Soon, the aroma of mutton wafted from Zhou Yimin's house. Once again, I took away the soul of the person who was building a house nearby, and my stomach started to growl. They found that building a house for Zhou Yimin was a happy thing. The past few days were the best days they had eaten since last year. What a pity, the beams can be put up tomorrow. Once the roof beams are put up, it means the project is almost finished. Of course, Zhou Yimin has other requirements for the interior of the house, so they can probably work for another three to five days. According to Zhou Zhiming's plan, he will go to the tile kiln tomorrow to pull back the tiles. He went to the tile kiln two days ago to say hello and asked his friends who worked there to leave him a batch of good tiles. Luo Dapeng came back almost at dinner time. Zhou Yimin saw that the mutton was almost done. There was originally a step of simmering the broth over high heat, but he skipped it. The broth would have to be collected in the future, but at this time, it was best to keep it, and it would be great with rice! He shoveled the mutton into a basin, leaving the soup in the pot, and about a pound of mutton. "Brother Zhiming, let's eat first!" He leaned out of the kitchen and shouted to the group of people who were building the house. "coming." Zhou Zhiming quickly responded that he was also very hungry. Everyone immediately washed their hands, picked up their bowls, and went to Zhou Yimin. It’s still sorghum rice. You can serve yourself as much as you want to eat. "Don't fill it too full. Come over here and pour a spoonful of mutton soup." Zhou Yimin reminded. "Okay!" Zhou Yimin scooped a spoonful of soup with two pieces of mutton in it and poured it on the rice. The color looked delicious at first glance, and the guy holding the rice swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. "Thank you, Uncle Sixteen!" "Well! Fill it up after you finish eating. There's more." Zhou Yimin said to him. However, according to previous practice, they planned to eat only one bowl, and the other bowl would be taken home to give to their younger brothers and sisters, or their son, etc. All you can eat? How is that possible? Nowadays almost everyone is a glutton. If you let them eat, they can eat several bowls. So now they all agreed to only pack two bowls of rice. Whether you want to eat it yourself or take it home, it’s up to you. Zhou Zhiming made it clear to them. He seemed to be sweating profusely, so Zhou Yimin asked him to take a shower. Not to mention himself, everyone felt uncomfortable seeing him like that. Luo Dapeng started eating only after he saw the old man and the others pick up their chopsticks. While eating, he boasted about his recent achievement of catching three sparrows, which he gave all to the children. Of course, I felt embarrassed to snatch the spoils from a child. Otherwise, he won't be able to maintain his position as the boss.
"Yimin, your craftsmanship is quite good! I haven't noticed it before." Luo Dapeng was a little surprised. As far as I can remember, Zhou Yimin doesn't cook much for himself. He has eaten it before, but it wasn't this good. "I didn't have the material before, and I've also learned a few tricks from someone recently. Do you think I'm you? I have a mother to cook for me at home?" Luo Dapeng smiled awkwardly. It is indeed miserable to have no mother. Not only does she have to cook, but she also has to do the laundry. "If you ask me, you should get married as soon as possible! Grandma, am I right?" Luo Dapeng finally asked the old lady. These words really touched the old lady's heart. She smiled kindly and said, "Yes! That's right! Yimin is going to get married. I don't know if the girl your father arranged for you is reliable." "I'll bring her back some other day and let you see her, grandma," said Zhou Yimin. He knew that this was exactly what the old lady was thinking, so he simply granted her wish. After crossing over, he has never been to Uncle Zhang's house, which is his girlfriend's home. In his memory, the girl his father arranged for him was pretty good and was still in college! Uncle Zhang is awesome, he’s from the research institute. To be honest, Zhou Yimin had a lot of questions in his mind. His father actually knew someone from the research institute, and he seemed to be very familiar with them. If he wasn't familiar with them, this marriage couldn't be arranged. I haven't visited you for such a long time, it's time to go and see you. Sure enough, the old lady became even happier. "Okay, okay! Let grandma know in advance. There's no rush. We can wait until our house is built." The old man also smiled happily, very satisfied, and felt that his life was complete. After Luo Dapeng had eaten, he sat for a while and then rode a tricycle back to the city without staying any longer. (End of this chapter)