Bai Fumei in the 70’s

Zhao Lanxiang, who had finished sending the goods, touched her deflated purse, and feeling a little distressed and a little satisfied.

Although the money was spent, and it was not kept for her own use, when they were all resold, it would be a lot of money into her account. At that time, her purse can be a little more bulging. This kind of reselling of large items is the most profitable, but the barriers to entry are a bit high, and most people cannot do it.

First of all, it is necessary to open a letter of introduction and come to City S. Second, it is necessary to have sufficient money to afford these large items. If these two conditions are met, it is necessary to prepare sufficient industrial bonds and various other bills. Finally, carrying a lot of precious industrial products on the train, there is a possibility of being caught by the police.

Therefore, a smuggler either had the means to transport it back by himself or mailed it. Zhao Lanxiang only mailed two items, just to make a small amount of money, which was barely within a reasonable range. The post office staff did not even question her. If you are a big ticket business like Li Zhong, you will have to bite the bullet and slowly wish for luck.

The corner of Zhao Lanxiang's mouth rose slightly, and she went to the black market in a good mood. She bought five pounds of flour. Autumn is refreshing, and S city is in a good season to eat crabs. At this time, the big crab is one of the cheapest foods for the people in S city.

There is a sentence that can roughly describe the precarious position of big crabs at this time: the old and poor people have no food to eat, but they have no choice but to bite the big crab.

Until now, its status has not been shaken.

Although the hottest season has passed, it still does not affect Zhao Lanxiang's love for crabs. She used to suffer from a cold, which is the root cause of her illness. The old man never allowed her to eat such cold food. This time she came here to be full.

She decisively picked five big crabs, opened its white abdomen and found the female crab to start. An experienced person can pick out crabs that are fat and oily by touching the shells of crabs.

Zhao Lanxiang paid ten cents and took the crab weighing two pounds away, without even paying a ticket.

She borrowed the kitchen of the guest house, kneaded the dough with a rolling pin, and used high-gluten flour for the dough, and she made some crab soup dumplings. In this slightly cold season, eating hot soup dumplings is the best.

Zhao Lanxiang get an old hen and came back to make the jelly for the soup base. The crab roe soup bag used old chicken soup to make the juice better.

She was just boiling this old chicken soup for the jelly, and the smell is so fragrant that the pedestrians in the street below can smell it. Occasionally, stopped pedestrians looked around, the scent came from which state-owned restaurant?

The fillings of the crab soup buns are made with crab meat and crab roe. Zhao Lanxiang cleaned the crabs and steamed them on a basket. The big coal stove with five cylinders of coal is very hot, and the water was boiling. Zhao Lanxiang took the steamed crabs down, cut the crab shells, the white and delicate crab meat was flowing with juice. Zhao Lanxiang greedily takes a piece to eat, it is soft and elastic, plump and sweet.3

She fried the crab meat and the crab paste together in the pan, and the crab oil came out.

Zhao Lanxiang used ice cubes to stabilize the chicken soup skin jelly. When the crab meat and crab roe are fried and the dough was kneaded, the jelly has cooled and formed.

She folded a large soup dumpling with twenty-two pleats, the dough is thick in the middle and the edges are thin, and she was afraid that the thick soup would wash away the dough and leak out. There are four big soup dumplings in a basket, and the stove is slowly steaming.

By the time He Songbai returned from his debt collection, Zhao Lanxiang's elaborate soup dumplings are ready.

This kind of soup dumpling is as big as a small half bowl of soup, and people can suck up the delicious soup with a straw.

Zhao Lanxiang put a soup dumpling on the plate and put it in front of the man. It was the first time He Songbai had seen such a big dumpling. The bun has a fat belly, like a pregnant belly. It was plump and lovely, the dough was steamed and reveal the brown soup inside, and the smell made people hungry.

Zhao Lanxiang pushed the man down and lay on his shoulders and said: "Let's eat buns tonight. This is the authentic flavor of City S. I promise you to eat it once and want to eat it for the second time. I especially learned it from my friends."

He Songbai came back with cold air on his whole body, and suddenly a warm and soft body is lying on his shoulders. His body immediately became warm.

He coughed dryly, and his throat was itchy.1

"Okay, sit down and eat it."

He hasn't had a good meal for several days, and all his time is spent on the stupid man.

Zhao Lanxiang handed the straw to the man, inserted a straw on the bun by herself, her pink lips sucked a few times, and she took a sip of the soup.

"How is the debt collection?"

He Songbai hasn't eaten yet, and his voice is heavy and there is a kind of hoarse gruffy sound of a boy in the voice changing period. His voice is mixed with a faint smile, revealing ease, "I got it back!"

"Take you around here tomorrow, and we will go home the day after tomorrow."

He still wanted to say something, but his lips were pressed into the crab soup dumpling, and all the words were lost in his throat.

An extremely sweet taste passed from the tip of his tongue and rushed to his head. The hot and rich soup blended the mellowness of the old chicken soup with the deliciousness of the crab meat, and grabbed all his taste. He gulped, sucked for a while, sweat leaked out of his forehead, and the hot steamed bun dissipated the cold from outside.

Warming up all over, he picked up a corner of the soup dumpling with his chopsticks and began to bite the dough. The bun skin is sweet, flexible and vigorous, dipped in the savory and salty aroma of the soup, and he quickly gnawed the filling in three bites.

The snow-white crab meat turned dark brown in the soup, but the taste is even more beautiful. Zhao Lanxiang didn't break up the crab meat. The meat is fresh and tender. He Songbai occasionally ate a powdery, glutinous and fragrant roe, which made him feel better. It feels like what he eats is not meat.

Pity, he has never eaten crabs. The palm-sized crabs in the village don't have enough meat to fill his teeth. Where could he eat crabs like this delicious and cheap food here? After taking a bite, he freed his mouth and asked, "What is this?"

Zhao Lanxiang saw that he was sweating after eating hot food, and handed him a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. But when she saw that he was eating buns with both hands, she wiped him with the handkerchief.

She smiled, with a kind of full smile like a starry sky filling heaven and earth, her eyes squinted with a tender affection.

"Crab. It is not a valuable thing, is it delicious?"

He Songbai nodded. He is not a person who is good at expressing his emotions. He proved his love for crab soup dumplings with his actions.

Seeing his cheerful appearance of chewing crab meat, Zhao Lanxiang is slightly startled.

Her old man has never eaten a bite of crab meat, and has repeatedly said to her that he does not like the smell of crabs or seafood.

How would she thinks that... He Songbai actually liked it, liked it very much. He looked as cheerful as a puppy gnawing on a bone, and his eyes are so focused as the wolf enjoying the delicious meat.

She sat at the table with mixed feelings, and the "truth" that was revealed 20 years late gave her a slightly sour eye.9

"Eat, why don't you eat anymore?"

Seeing that the girlfriend has been looking at him all the time, He Songbai stopped involuntarily, staring at her, and the man's rough face is a little embarrassed.

Zhao Lanxiang sniffed her nose secretly, "I'm full, there is some chicken in the pan, you eat it!"

He Songbai touched his head, feeling a bit confused. He looked at her looking as if something is missed and lost. Her scorching eyes seemed to look at him, but it was more like looking at another person through him.1

This feeling made him slightly uncomfortable, but a little surprised.

He watched her silently, eating calmly and quietly.

He finished two big soup dumplings and drank another bowl of chicken soup. His hungry belly was relieved by the fullness brought by the delicious food. After he finished eating, he cleaned up the mess on the table and returned the dishes to the guest house after washing them.

He Songbai touched her head, "I'm back to the room."

Zhao Lanxiang pulled his hand and kissed him.

"Tomorrow I will take you to do something. Give me a little bit of time and put on that new dress by the way."

The woman's warm lips fell on his rough tiger's mouth, and He Songbai's heart shook unexpectedly, and his hand shrank with trembles and he managed to get it back.

He showed his white teeth, and said with doubt, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Lanxiang didn't say anything.

This woman is mysterious!

However, He Songbai looked at her serious eyebrows, and his throat rolled uncontrollably, and he said, "Okay."

"Anything you want to do."