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"Can you pick the vegetables in your garden?" Zhao Xiangyun looked at Jiang Weimin.

Seeing that Jiang Weimin did not make a sound, she immediately opened his mouth, "Forget it, forget it, let's eat the snake broth!"

Anyway, she had to lose weight now. A bowl of snake broth, she could at most eat two pieces of meat and a bowl of soup.

Who knew that right after she said she didn't want to, Jiang Weimin entered the garden himself, "What do you want?"

Zhao Xiangyun's face was filled with joy, "Cucumber, and … And chili peppers. "

Cucumber can be made into stir-fried cucumber, or can be patted cucumber, chili can be used as seasoning.

Jiang Weimin picked three cucumbers and about a dozen chilies in one go.

Just as he was about to pick the vegetables, he was called over by Zhao Xiangyun, "Enough … We've eaten enough! "

Although she didn't know how much Jiang Weimin ate, that snake was over a meter long and was very fat. When it was taken out, it would have at least half a pot of meat, enough for a man like Jiang Weimin and her, a fat lady who was in the process of losing weight, to eat.

Jiang Weimin walked out of the garden and gave the dishes to Zhao Xiangyun.

Zhao Xiangyun reached out to catch it, and when the two hands accidentally touched, they immediately separated as if they were electrocuted.

Zhao Xiangyun's face was a little red, and she also felt a little unnatural.

"I'll go to Production Team's pond and fetch a bucket of water!" He threw that sentence and ran away as if he were running.

Zhao Xiangyun was amused. In her two lifetimes, this was the first time she saw such a shy man.

It was just a simple touch, and he immediately fled.

However, when it came to this Jiang Weimin, Zhao Xiangyun felt that she was doing pretty good.

His appearance was pretty good. He had a squarish face and eyebrows that were far away. He was tall and sturdy. Even though he was wearing old clothes, they couldn't conceal the aura he exuded.

People have good personalities.

She was fat and black, and the gaze Jiang Weimin looked at her with was not one bit disdainful, unlike those people from Production Team who were always looking at her as if she was a joke.

She worked with him. He didn't mind her being so slow and helped her carry the basket back.

Zhao Xiangyun knew that Jiang Weimin definitely did not do this for the sake of his father's words, the small amount of points on Production Team.

In her impression, Jiang Weimin basically had full points, which was only ten points.

Ten was a high grade, and if he went higher, he would lose it.

In other words, it was impossible to record the work done by someone who had filled all their points. It was equivalent to working for nothing.

The women of Production Team had a total of six to eight points, while the children were generally below four points. Every one of them got zero points, but as for what they saw as specifically, the number was not high.

How much food would one get for work points? For example, Su Xinghua and Qu Mengmeng, they would get less work and money. Generally speaking, they would not get much food.

A few years ago, it was Zhao Xiangyun who was the one helping out, begging her father, or secretly taking food from the family to help Su Xinghua.

saw that this time, she did not say those words. Who would give Su Xinghua and Qu Mengmeng the points of the Production Team?

Zhao Xiangyun began to make serpent broth. The two pieces of snake meat that were cut into two were cut open by her kitchen knife. With a slight tug from her two hands, the snake skin and snake flesh instantly separated.

The snake gall had already been taken by Jiang Weimin, which saved him a lot of trouble.

He cut the snake meat into countless small pieces and used water to cleanse them. He then placed them all into an enamel basin that was cracked open.

In Jiang Weimin's place, it was remote and the environment wasn't bad.

It was as fresh as the air in the mountains.

Before Zhao Xiangyun made the snake broth, he was at her house rummaging through boxes to see if there was anything she could use.

In the end, all he found was a quick salt shaker, then a little cotton oil. As for the rest, they were all gone.

In this era, oil was a rare object.

Buying a ticket and money was not easy, and it was limited supply.

Even for Chen Wuyue, if she wanted to get even a little bit of oil, she would have to spend three kilograms of food stamps and exchange them for one kilogram of vegetable oil.

Because vegetable oil is too expensive and too difficult to get hold of, people choose to use cotton oil instead of vegetable oil.

The taste of the cotton oil was bitter, but it was not tasty. Even so, not many people were picky.

Zhao Xiangyun did not want to let the cotton oil ruin the taste of the snake broth, she even wanted to secretly bring some vegetable oil out from her house.

But if this was the case, then there was a high chance that her mother Chen Wuyue would catch her and pull her out.

There was no choice, Zhao Xiangyun could only use cotton oil.

A little cotton oil was poured into the wok. When the oil was 70% hot, he poured the snake meat into the wok.

Zhao Xiangyun started to stir-fry the meat until it became a bit golden. After Zhao Xiangyun poured some water into the pot, she put some salt in the pot, covered the pot with the lid and simmered it slowly.

It was an impossible task for a beautiful woman to make a meal, these words, Zhao Xiangyun completely understood it today.

The snake meat that Jiang Weimin had obtained was good, but it did not have good oil. Even if it was snake broth that was stewed, the taste would still be greatly reduced.

Zhao Xiangyun suddenly thought of the tickets and money that her mother Chen Wuyue had given her. Should she go to the town or town to buy some things that she needed to live in?

Or maybe, he could save some food.

In this era, without food, it was always a matter of great insecurity.

Unknowingly, half an hour had passed by.

The snake meat stewed in the iron pot gradually began to emit a fragrance.

She looked out, it seemed that Jiang Weimin had not come back yet.

Just as he was thinking whether he should go outside to look, Jiang Weimin had returned.

He carried a bucket of water into the kitchen. His face was not red, and his heart was not beating fast at all.

The moment he entered the kitchen, he smelled the fragrance of the snake soup in the kitchen, and subconsciously looked towards Zhao Xiangyun who was standing by the stove.

At this moment, Jiang Weimin felt his heart in chaos.

On the way back, he met Su Xinghua and Qu Mengmeng.

When Su Xinghua heard that Zhao Xiangyun was going to work with him, the first thing that came out of his mouth was to ask where Zhao Xiangyun was.

Jiang Weimin could have clearly told Su Xinghua, but at that moment, he just had to refuse.

He said "I don't know" and left quickly.

Su Xinghua did not believe him and followed behind, saying that he was lying and that he wanted to curry favor with the Captain.

In the end, after being persuaded by Qu Mengmeng, she did not follow him back to the house.

"Grab half of the snake broth and bring it back!" Jiang Weimin said.

Jiang Weimin wanted to be alone to calm down. He wanted to know what was wrong with him.

"Half? "No need, I'll have some soup and two pieces of meat!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

It was still the same phrase. If she dared to bring the snake broth back, Chen Wuyue would definitely cry out loud.

As she said that, Zhao Xiangyun took out the bowl that she usually ate from the old barrel that Jiang Weimin had put in the bowl. After washing up, she gave Jiang Weimin a big bowl of snake soup.

As for herself, she really only picked up two pieces and scooped up a bowl of soup.

The fragrance of the snake broth assaulted her nostrils, Zhao Xiangyun took in a deep breath and almost drooled.