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Chapter 20 Coriander Braised Pork
Zhong Zhiran successfully captured the first laugh after the autumn harvest under Tian Zeyu's coquettish manipulation.

Zhong Zhiran only wanted to destroy, and even thought about cutting Tian Zeyu into several pieces.

Zhong Zhiran spent the next afternoon holding his breath, while Tian Zeyu, on the other hand, held his breath.

For some reason, Tian Zeyu vaguely felt that she had to coax Zhong Zhiran, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. Thinking like this, Tian Zeyu changed positions with Jiang Heng and cut rice next to Zhong Zhiran.

"Zhiran, are you angry?"

"I really don't have any other intention. I just want to teach you because you don't know how to bind rice."

"Know it?"

"Zhiran, you should just say something. Am I wrong?"

Zhong Zhiran finally couldn't help but look back at Tian Zeyu. It was really good. In two lifetimes, Tian Zeyu was the first one to make himself so embarrassed, and the first one to make himself want to curse. After all, Zhong Zhiran's principles It’s about being able to use your hands to make as few beeps as possible.

Thinking like this, I tried to take a deep breath and smiled meaningfully at Tian Zeyu. What a bullshit apocalyptic boss. Is a boss who can't pick up a knife still considered a boss?She is a little girl now. As the saying goes, a little girl takes revenge from morning till night!Tian Zeyu, wait and see!
Tian Zeyu didn't follow Zhong Zhiran's thinking. All he could think about was, 'Why can a man smile so beautifully? ''Does he stop being angry when he smiles? ''Why is he smiling at me...'

When he came back to his senses, Zhong Zhiran had already fallen more than ten meters away from everyone. As if he had been injected with chicken blood, his speed was getting faster and faster. No matter how hard Tian Zeyu, Liu Yuzhou, Jiang Heng, and Zhou Xingyu tried to catch him, they couldn't catch him. I can only watch the distance getting farther and farther.

While everyone was still fighting in the fields, Zhong Zhiran had already completed his part. Zhong Zhiran did not leave, but went directly to the land that the village chief's family was responsible for.

"Eldest brother, second brother, I will cut the rice, and you two will help my aunt and sister-in-law bundle the rice."

Because both Mengfang and Genghua were pregnant, each of them only worked half a day, and the one who stayed at home was responsible for cooking. Mengfang rested at home in the morning, and Genghua went back when lunch was delivered.

It's not that Li Cuihong doesn't feel sorry for her two daughters-in-law. It's true that in rural areas at this time, not to mention being pregnant and having to work in the fields, there are even children who are born in the fields.

The speed at which Zhong Zhiran cut the rice was obvious to all, so the two Zhang brothers did not refuse and turned around to help bundle the rice.

Zhong Zhiran really regarded every piece of rice as Tian Zeyu. After venting his anger, the anger in his heart only decreased a little.

The village chief went to the town at this time. He didn't know what happened. The only four Zhang family brothers, Li Cuihong, Mengfang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were in the field.

With Zhong Zhiran joining, not only was he not left behind by the others, but he also finished his work and returned home early before the others. At this moment, no one could remember that Zhong Zhiran couldn't bundle rice, and they all felt that Zhong Zhiran was a good at work. .

"Auntie, do you still have coriander in your garden? Give me a handful."

"Isn't there one among their male educated youths who doesn't eat coriander?"

Zhong Zhiran's beautiful lips curved.

"You are all young men. If you can't even eat enough, why do you choose to eat? That's a problem. I'll treat it for him."

Li Cuihong always felt that something was wrong, but after the famine experienced by the older generation, she felt that there was nothing wrong with what Zhong Zhiran said.Because Zhong Zhiran left work early, even if he took a detour to the village chief's house, it was the first educated youth spot he returned to.

In other families, either one of them stays at home to cook, or one of them goes back early to cook. Anyway, you can basically have a hot meal when you get home, good or bad.

Zhong Zhiran and the others originally wanted Zhong Zhiran to come back early to cook, but Zhong Zhiran refused. The other four people also pressed some mud bricks every day after work. This time was perfect for Zhong Zhiran to cook.

It's not that Zhong Zhiran doesn't want to take advantage of a few people. He is responsible for everyone's meals and helps others, so what if he takes advantage?The main thing is to let a few people save enough mud bricks as soon as possible, then build a house and get out!
Zhong Zhiran was going to eat boiled noodles. It was simple and delicious. All he had to do was make an extra marinade. Zhong Zhiran looked at the small pot of coriander he had picked and smiled with some evil intentions...

Cut the coriander into small pieces, put some oil in the pot, add the chopped dried chili segments and garlic slices to the pot. When the aroma comes out, add the coriander segments to the pot. The coriander will shrink very badly during preheating and will become wilted visible to the naked eye. Then add the large pieces to the pot. Pour the sauce into the pot, stir-fry a few times and it's ready to serve.

This soybean paste was also obtained at the village chief's house. Every household in the Northeast would make a jar of soybean paste at the beginning of spring. It was not as bad as it was passed down from later generations. Anyway, Zhong Zhiran felt that the taste was very good.

But Li Cuihong told Zhong Zhiran that everyone’s doenjang tastes different, which made Zhong Zhiran a little eager to try it. She also wanted to try what her own doenjang would taste like.

Zhong Zhiran picked up the prepared coriander sauce and put it in front of his nose and smelled it hard. This is the smell!

Zhong Zhiran doesn’t know about other places. Anyway, here, it is very common to use coriander to marinate. Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum can also be used to marinate it, but some people don’t like the taste. Eat raw chrysanthemum dipping sauce Zhong Zhiran at the village chief’s house After eating it, Zhong Zhiran felt that the taste was acceptable to him, so he would switch to chrysanthemum next time.

Put the prepared coriander stew in the cupboard and cover it with a plate. After cleaning the pot, boil a pot of boiling water again. Zhong Zhiran threw two large packages of noodles into the pot and flipped them a few times with chopsticks to prevent If it sticks, just boil it and add cold water twice to get it out of the pot.

"I ate water noodles tonight. I really haven't had them in a while. You are so kind, Zhiran. What shall we eat?"

Liu Yuzhou was the first to enter the house, and happened to see Zhong Zhiran scooping noodles into a basin filled with cold water, and he was so greedy that his mouth watered.

In fact, since Zhong Zhiran took charge, the food for several people has been good, and they are not idiots, but they are all working hard, and Zhong Zhiran does not need it. After physical exertion, they will not look away when they see water noodles. It's all gone. This is fine grain and very difficult to buy.

"The little rations we have are not worthy of eating so well. We will give Zhiran some money and tickets later, but we can't let him catch the ride."

Zhong Zhiran is willing to listen to this, and Zhou Xingyu can deal with it. After all, brothers settle accounts clearly, and this way of dealing with things can only last in the long run.

"Now that you've finished washing your hands, let's start dinner."

Tian Zeyu was the last one to come in. He approached Zhong Zhiran with a smile and reached out to take the noodle basin from Zhong Zhiran's hand.

"I'll serve it. I know you can go over and do it. You've worked hard cooking."

Zhong Zhiran never mentioned what happened during the day. Tian Zeyu sighed at Zhong Zhiran's grandeur, but felt a little confused in her heart.

Zhong Zhiran naturally gave the basin to Tian Zeyu, and he went to the dish rack and took out the coriander stew and placed it in the center of the table. The stew was still covered with a plate until everyone had filled up the noodles. Zhong Zhiran lifted it with his little hand. After taking the plate down, the smell of coriander spread instantly...

(End of this chapter)