Back to 70s: To build a career, don’t be a grudge but a group favorite

Grandma Han glanced at Han Qiyue who was busy and didn't ask anything.

Han Qiyue's cooking skills were actually honed while working at a banker in his previous life.

Du Cha was extremely picky. During the years when he was her daughter-in-law, Du Cha looked down upon Han Qiyue, especially Han Qiyue's cooking skills.

In order to satisfy Du Cha, Han Qiyue worked really hard on cooking.

At this moment, Han Qiyue was making cereal noodles.

Multigrain noodles are different from refined white noodles. Multigrain noodles have poor stickiness, so rolling out strong noodles requires a lot of skill.

However, Han Qiyue secretly put a lot of white flour into the buckwheat flour. In a large pot of noodles, almost [-]% was white flour.

Fortunately, the buckwheat flour looks dark, so if you add some more white flour and mix it evenly, it won't look very conspicuous.

If it weren't for his family's suspicion, Han Qiyue would have wanted to eat white noodles directly. Unfortunately, the white noodles in the space couldn't be taken out.

Han Qiyue added a little salt to the warm water and started kneading the noodles. Kneading noodles in summer consumes the most water. It is autumn now. Although the weather is hot, you still need to use slightly less water.

The key to hand-rolled noodles is consistency. If it weren't for the seven or eight years of experience in his previous life, Han Qiyue would really not be able to do it well.

She skillfully mixed the flour with water into dough, and then started kneading the dough. Soon, the flour turned into dough.

There were a lot of Han family members, so Qiuhe also had a lot of noodles. There was a big ball of noodles, and Qiyue tried very hard to get it right.

Soon, a large ball of dough with moderate hardness and softness was mixed, and there was not even a bit of extra dough on the smooth porcelain basin.

Qi Qi took the wooden pot lid and placed it on the earthen basin to wake up the noodles.

Taking advantage of the time to wake up the noodles, I started making saozi soup in July.

The preparation of saozi soup is actually quite simple. In addition to the meat sautee, you can add potatoes, tofu, tomatoes and other side dishes.

There were ready-made potatoes at home. Han Qiyue took out two, peeled them, washed them, and cut them into dices as big as the belly of her little finger.

Then cut a large handful of soaked dried mushrooms into small dices like a knife, and then chop the onions, ginger, and garlic sprouts into fine pieces.

Finally, Qi Qi took a large bowl and scooped out a large spoonful of meaty dumplings that were fried just last night.

"If there were tofu, it would taste better if I put some tofu cubes in it." Qi Qiu muttered with some regret.

When Grandma Han heard her granddaughter's words, she couldn't help but laugh: "You child, just be content with what you have. The rest of the team will be jealous when they see your meal! You child, how can you take this meal?" When you produce so much meat, you just need to have some flavor, and the rest will be eaten during the autumn harvest."

Grandma Han looked at the meat in Han Qiyue's bowl and felt extremely distressed.

The conditions of every household are not good, and they are willing to eat noodles only during busy farming periods. On weekdays, who is not living a hand-to-mouth existence?

This kid in July doesn't care about eating noodles, but he also makes so many meat dumplings. It's such a waste!

"Grandma, just believe me. From now on, we can not only eat meat dumplings, but also large pieces of braised pork."

Grandma Han helplessly glared at Qiyue and said, "Why is this child starting to dream again?"

July hugged her grandma's arm and said, "Grandma, this is not a dream, it will come true."

The days to come are beyond what people of this generation can imagine, but July knows very well that in just a few years, such a simple dream can come true!

In July, I put oil in the pot, sauteed the onions and ginger until fragrant, then added diced potatoes, mushrooms and minced meat and stir-fried them together.

Soon, the aroma of the meat spreads. In July, a few ladles of water are added to boil it. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, various seasonings are added.

In the evening, after my family got off work, I smelled the fragrance just as I walked to the door of the house.

Han Luyang ran in quickly and rushed directly to the kitchen.

"What's delicious? I can smell it from a long way away."

Grandma Han spat: "It's just the tip of your nose, how can you smell it?"

Han Luyang ignored Grandma Han and looked directly at the chopping board.

The fragrant saozi soup and cut noodles in the earthen basin made Han Luyang feel even hungrier instantly.

"Brother Six, go wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Han Luyang responded immediately, scooped water into the wooden basin, took it out, and asked everyone in the family to wash their hands.

When everyone washed away the dust, Qiyue and Grandma Han came out with noodles.

Han Luyang, who was the first to finish washing, had a happy face and helped his grandma and little sister serve food.

"Dad, Mom, let's eat steamed noodles today. It smells delicious. Our cooking is getting better and better in July!"

As the others looked at the dinner on the table, their stomachs began to growl.

Over the years, their family almost never eats noodles except during Chinese New Year and holidays.

"It's July. We don't have much food at home, so we have to save some!"

"Mom, don't worry, it's enough. I'll definitely be able to hold on until the autumn grain comes out." Han Qiyue said very confidently.

Xia Xiuhe glanced at her mother-in-law and saw that she didn't say anything, so she stopped and started to eat.

Han Qiyue took the opportunity and began to persuade his brothers to use their free time to read.

Apart from anything else, my eldest brother loves to learn. When he was in school, he was very good at studying.

The past few years have been a bit wasteful. If I could pick up the textbooks again and take the exam to a normal college or something, that wouldn't be impossible.

After all, Han Xiangyang is only 23 years old this year. In future generations, he will be the age when he just graduated from college, so he is not considered old.

Hearing the reading, the family slowed down in eating.

Han Qiyue was thinking of saying something when the door rang.

Han Luyang said: "Who is it? Come to the door for dinner."

He muttered, but still ran to open the door.

Standing at the door was Aunt Du.

Aunt Du felt a little embarrassed when she saw the Han family eating.

"What about dinner?"

When the Han family saw Aunt Du, they couldn't help but think of Du Cha. The smiles on their faces faded and they remained silent without saying a word.

No one spoke, and Aunt Du became even more embarrassed.

But no matter how embarrassing it is, I still have to say what needs to be said.

"Sister-in-law, I didn't do this well, and I didn't know what kind of family the banker was. No, I'm here to apologize."

Aunt Du kept her posture very low.

Although the conditions of the Han family are not good, there are many men in the family.

In this era, having more men means being more powerful.

If nothing else, even if they fight, they still have an advantage over others.

He stretched out his hand to stop hitting the smiling person. After hearing Aunt Du's words, Grandma Han and others were too embarrassed to keep their cold faces, and their expressions softened a little.

However, Han Qiyue was curious about how Aunt Du would express her apology.

She put down the rice bowl in her hand and looked at Aunt Du.

But Aunt Du's eyes drifted to the Han family's bowl from time to time.

As for the noodles, the sauerkraut soup is oily and you can still see a lot of meat.

Don’t everyone in the brigade say that the conditions of Lao Han’s family are poor?

Why doesn't it look like it?

How many families can afford to eat pork noodles without festivals?

Smelling the smell of meat, Aunt Du even forgot the purpose of her visit today.

She just wanted to go straight forward and eat a bowl of delicious food.

But the Han family didn't greet her, so she had no face after all.

Han Qiyue probably saw Aunt Du's thoughts, but she would not be so kind as to invite unrelated people to eat.

"Aunt Du, why are you here today?" Han Qiyue urged impatiently.