Reborn in the 1980s: A scientific research leader cultivates the land to serve the motherland

Under the falling snowflakes, An Ning and Jiang Xia drank a cup of homemade milk tea.

Holding a large porcelain bowl that was not suitable for the scene, he sat behind the window sill and looked outside through the steam on the window.

The two people in the house only wore one piece of clothing, and the indoor temperature was 25 degrees, which was very comfortable.

The contrast between cold and warmth made the two people in the other room feel happier at this moment and this second.

"Do you still have hot pot base at home?"

"Yes. How about a small hot pot dinner tonight?"

"necessary!"

Drinking milk tea and looking at the snow, we decided on dinner.

In the warm afternoon, the door was closed due to heavy snow, and the two people who could not go there sat on the kang, one of them holding an ice cream cone in his mouth, playing poker.

Fishing with golden hooks does not require any skills or means.

After playing until I was a little tired, I pushed the small kang table aside, covered myself with a small quilt, took a pillow, lay down, and slept.

The real cat winter has begun.

They slept for more than an hour. At around four o'clock, the two of them woke up in a daze. An Ning rubbed the pillow lazily, burrowed under the quilt, and yawned lazily, feeling comfortable.

Slowly he woke up, slowly got up, and the two of them went to the kitchen together.

Jiang Xia first put coal into the stove, then put two sweet potatoes under the ashes, buried the sweet potatoes in the still hot ashes, and ate them when the outer shell was black and hard. Two people's favorite way to eat.

"The stove is filled, what dish did you find?"

Because she wanted to eat hot pot, An Ning was looking for food in another room.

Because no one lived in the other house, there was no kang or stove. An Ning went in wearing a cotton-padded jacket and found some things.

"Chinese cabbage, radish, dried kelp, and mushrooms, are they enough?"

"That's enough, we can eat as much as we can."

While Jiang Xia was talking, he also put on a coat and opened the back door. The wind and snow rushed in instantly, and Jiang Xia closed the door from the outside with a bang.

An Ning put down the dishes in her hand, took a large iron basin, and opened the back door.

Just in time to see Jiang Xia come in with pieces of meat. "Hurry up, put it in, it won't freeze your hands! It'll get on your hands soon, and I won't wear any gloves."

"Isn't this because I'm afraid you'll be in a hurry to eat?"

"roll!"

Two people came in from the outside, placed the pork, beef and mutton that came in, on the meat-slicing machine, and cut it piece by piece.

Hot pot requires preparation and there is no technical difficulty.

While Jiang Xia was cutting the meat, An Ning washed all the vegetables, boiled the hot water, put in the hot pot base, and was almost ready for a simple hot pot meal.

It’s still the small kang table, and it’s still the same induction cooker, but this time the milk tea is not being cooked on it.

The hot pot started bubbling, and An Ning picked up the meat with chopsticks and threw it in.

"Oops, I forgot the tahini."

"I go."

Jiang Xia went to the ground, brought in the sesame paste, and got some other seasonings.

"Would you like some sesame sauce, fermented bean curd juice, and chive flowers?"

"I want it! I want it all! Just a little less and a lot of sesame sauce."

An Ning asked, Jiang Xia prepared a bowl of sesame sauce that everyone liked, and started the first hot pot meal on the snowy day.

In the small house, you can hear the voices of two people talking from time to time.

"Where's my meat?"

"Jiang Xia, did you eat me?"

"How is that possible? If you don't believe it, just call it and see if it agrees!"

"roll!"

"Hey - the snow will stop tomorrow, let's eat goose stew." (End of Chapter)