I Had a Home In 1982

   Chapter 125 124. One after another of old objects (happy weekend)

   Reach out and don’t hit the smiling person.

  Especially this colander smiles flatteringly and flatteringly, and it's not easy to speak harshly at him.

   It happened that Wang Yi had already prepared the materials, so he didn't worry about what he saw, so since he was willing to come to work, Wang Yi did not turn away people thousands of miles away.

   He let the colander go to the fire to boil the glutinous rice until it was cooked.

   This is a technical job, and it’s really impossible to do a big confusion, but it’s a piece of cake for a colander.

   It is Wang Yi who really wants to show the technology.

  The essence of Babao rice is not in the rice, just like the essence of wife cake is not in the cake.

  Eight Treasures Rice has high requirements on ingredients. Wang Yi is quite prepared in this regard. He has bought the ingredients of the finished Eight Treasures Rice in the market-a package of ingredients, and he bought a box.

  For example, in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai areas, it is common to use lard to warm the pot. This ingredient is butter, which is sweeter than lard.

  Smear butter on the iron pan, and then pour all kinds of dried fruits and preserved fruits into it. This is the 'eight treasures', candied fruit, jujube puree, lotus heart, longan, raisins, walnut kernels, etc., and the things are still very complete.

  Industrialized cuisine has this advantage, you don’t care whether the taste is authentic or not, anyway, the ingredients are clearly arranged for you.

  The rest is to wait for the sticky rice to come out of the pot.

  The glutinous rice is eight mature, and when the lid is opened, there will be steaming steam on the spot, with the unique sweetness of glutinous rice.

   At this time, the glutinous rice was not too cooked and not too sticky, Wang Yi opened the doors and windows, and suddenly the sea breeze blew in.

  The sweet taste of glutinous rice was blown out all of a sudden.

  The students who were waiting outside were breathing hard, the sound of whirring and whirring sounded like a low-power range hood was turned on.

   When the glutinous rice was a little cooler, Wang Yi used a shovel to change the pot, paste a layer of glutinous rice, a layer of bean paste, a layer of bean paste and then a layer of glutinous rice!

  The colander stared blankly: "Mr. Wang, you, where did you get so much bean paste? This is enough for you to open a steamed bun store to sell bean paste!"

  Wang Yi said lightly: "It's all there in Shanghai."

  The colander said enviously, "You are so willing, so much bean paste, if I leave it at my house, I can eat it for the Chinese New Year."

  Wang Yi said lightly: "You can buy it when you go to Shanghai."

  The colander stopped talking.

   I can't buy so much bean paste even if I sell my butt!

   Spread the bean paste and glutinous rice, and the rest is to continue to add water and cook for the last wave.

   Don’t add too much water this time, let the glutinous rice absorb enough water to cook.

  Wang Yi used a colander to control the amount of water. The colander used a little more water out of prudence—the eight-treasure rice was eaten as if it was boiled, but it was impossible to eat it raw.

  The firewood is burnt, the fire in the stove is extinguished and the rest is simmering.

   It was getting dark by now.

  Dazedly pulled open the light rope, and a dim yellow light suddenly lit up.

  The students outside applauded and jumped: "It's brighter and brighter!" "Mr. Wang is really amazing, this lampshade is so good!"

   Intermittent cheers and admiration came from down the mountain.

The two pedal generators in the    brigade were activated, and all the bulbs were on, brighter than last night.

  Waiting for the cooking time, Wang Yi went to the top of the mountain and looked down.

  It was different from last night. Tonight at the top of the mountain, the dim lights of the four groups were no longer visible, and only the dim light that shrouded the ground on the island could be seen.

   The foil lampshade worked!

  Wang Yi saw some people bring tables and stools directly to the door to eat, and a member of the commune walked by and saw it and joked: "What's the matter, can you eat food in your nose if there is no electricity at home?"

   The people who moved out of the dining table laughed: "Isn't this saving two taels of kerosene? How bright is it to come out to eat."

   "You are the electric wool of the collective!" The people passing by joked, and then he also took out the table and chairs after returning home.

  Can save kerosene, why not?

   Save two taels a night, and if you calculate carefully, you can save six pounds a month!

  Some people raised their heads and shouted loudly: "Mr. Wang, why don't you talk about storytelling today?"

  Wang Yi also shouted loudly: "I will reward the students tonight, I don't have time to talk about storytelling, I'll talk about it tomorrow, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

   In the end, Wang Xianghong came to him in person: "Mr. Wang, let's talk about storytelling later tonight. Anyway, there are lights now. I think the members are reluctant to go home early to sleep."

   "It just so happens that the weather will be warmer in the future. Let's talk about storytelling later."

  Wang Yi reluctantly agreed.

   This old man is the most addicted to listening to books.

  The rice is cooked, and the soft, glutinous and sweet Eight Treasures Rice is ready.

  Wang Yi asked the students to go out and line up, let the colander organize, and then let the big confused open the lid of the pot.

   Once the lid of the pot was opened, I saw a layer of soft, oily glutinous rice sticking together.

   He tore open the bag of sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus juice while it was still hot, and suddenly there was a thick orange-yellow syrup with some small pieces of sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus sprinkled on the glutinous rice.

  The glutinous rice is piping hot, and the sweet-scented osmanthus syrup is heated from thick to thin, and quickly seeps down the gaps in the glutinous rice.

  This is the last step.

   A big pot of eight treasures rice is finished!

  Eight Treasures Rice is very beautiful after steaming. The upper layer has dried fruits of different colors, the lower layer is thick and sweet glutinous rice, and there are layers of red bean paste in the middle.

   But the big pot of rice is not at such a level, Wang Yi has to mix them evenly, otherwise, they will not be able to distribute them evenly to the students.

   Besides, what’s the point of eating out on the outer islands these days? The students shared a large bowl each, and then ran home cheering.

  The Eight Treasures Rice steamed by Wang Yi may look ordinary, but it is definitely full of weight and delicious.

  There are students who can’t get enough of their cravings and don’t care to eat when they get home. They don’t talk about hygiene or hygiene when they get together.

  Eight Treasures Rice just came out of the pot and nothing else, it was just hot.

  Every student who started it was hot and screamed, but after putting the rice in his mouth - sticky and thick glutinous rice, dense and sweet red bean paste, dried fruit of various flavors...

   The students who ate this kind of dessert for the first time were stunned.

  Is there any sweeter rice better than malted milk? !

  Wang Yi tried to distribute the Eight Treasures Rice to the students as evenly as possible, and at the end the remaining one pot was distributed to the big confused and the colander.

  The colander asked him in surprise: "Principal Wang, what do you have for dinner?"

  Wang Yi said: "In the afternoon, I was confused and went to catch some prawns. I steamed some prawns to eat."

  The colander was stunned for a moment, looking at him blankly with the bowl in hand.

  Wang Yi asked him suspiciously: "What's wrong? What's your look?"

The colander suddenly sighed: "Principal Wang, you really need to say 'Sir'. It was rumored on the island that you should take care of the collective before yourself, and let others enjoy yourself while suffering. I am a little unconvinced. "

   "But today I'm convinced, I saw what you did with my own eyes, you are really the number one good person in the world!"

  Wang Yi laughed: "I am indeed a good person, but I don't eat this because this rice is too sweet and too greasy, I like to eat..."

   "I like to eat seafood." Big Daze helped him make up the rest.

   Colander shook his head.

  People from the city love to eat seafood. He understands that he is a cook, and no one knows the value of seafood on the mainland table better than him.

   But someone doesn’t like to eat sweet rice with eight treasures?

   To this he can only ask: Really? I do not believe!

  Wang Yi did not continue on this topic, hypocritical.

   Anyone in the team can think of him, it's better to think of him as a saint.

  He now has a headache about what Zhang Youxin said during the day-about the provincial and prefectural committees examining and implementing the policy on intellectuals.

   Fortunately, the Pippi shrimp in spring can cure headaches: the meat of this stuff is really delicious, sweet and fresh, and they all have shrimp seeds, which are chewy and fragrant.

   But others don’t think so.

  Climbing shrimp in the outer islands of 1982 had a worse reputation than chicken excrement. Chicken excrement can be collected and composted, but crawling shrimp is useless.

  They are troublesome to eat with less meat, and they are time-consuming and laborious. Not to mention, they will hurt their hands if they are not careful, so the people in the city don’t like it, and the people from the outer islands don’t like it.

  Wang Yi likes it!

   In the past, when Tianya Island fishing boats caught crawfish at sea, they would kick them into the sea on the spot and don’t want them. Now Wang Yi likes to eat them, so the big guy will choose the fat ones and bring them back to him.

   Let him eat whatever he wants until he vomits.

  As for toe headaches after eating too much?

  Wang Yi is not afraid anymore.

   He told Qiu Danian about this, and Qiu Danian said that he would buy him a South Asian tree root called Tongkat Ali, which is very effective in reducing uric acid.

  The next day is Friday.

   It was still in the afternoon, Zhang Youxin came in a boat, and he sent five generals to Wang Yi.

  Because he put five clocks into a cardboard box, Wang Yi carried the box back to school and was misunderstood by the team that it was his classmate who sent him something by mail.

   This made the team members amazed: "Friendship with classmates is indeed the four irons of life. Teacher Wang has these classmates to read a book in vain."

  In the evening, when the students finished school and the commune members got off work, Wang Yi had just sent the students away to relax, when Feng Ya and Aunt Qing came sneaking up with baskets:

   "Mr. Wang, Teacher Wang, shh, shh! Here, here we are!"

  Wang Yi scratched his head, looked at the two and asked, "What are you two aunties doing? Why are you so stupid?"

  Fengya rolled his eyes at him: "You are a thief, aren't we afraid that the secretary will see it?"

  Wang Yi suddenly said, "You guys are coming to deal with me?"

   It’s been a few days since this happened. He talked to the two of them at Man Shanhong’s house on Monday about buying old things, but the two didn’t respond afterward. Wang Yi thought that they would not be involved in this matter because they were afraid of speculation.

  Fengya said: "Yes, what you said at Fengzi's house that day was true? Can you collect old items?"

  Wang Yi nodded: "It's true, you didn't find me again later, I thought there was no answer to this matter."

Aunt   qing said: "You are always on the island, why are you looking for you? You go to the city to buy things on Saturdays and Sundays. Don't we have to wait until today if we want to trade with you?"

   She said to Fengya again: "I'll go out to give you some wind, you two hurry up."

   When Wang Yi heard this, it was not a good thing to say, and he said with tears in his eyes, "No need to take advantage of the wind, no need to take advantage of the wind, we are giving each other a gift, not speculating, so you don't have to be afraid of being seen when you do anything!"

  Aunt Qing is not at ease.

She shook her head and went to the door to look out and told Feng Ya: "Hurry up, Teacher Wang is a good person, but he has a very sloppy temper. You used to be the Women's Army of our outer islands, and you brought out the style of the Women's Army, and you are very resolute. hurry up!"

  Fengya took out a handkerchief from the basket.

   is not bulky and looks heavy.

   Opened the handkerchief and there were silver and copper coins in it. Fengya said, "This is all from my father-in-law's family. Do you think there is anything valuable?"

  Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "Auntie, I'm not a treasure appraiser, and I don't know if they are worth anything..."

"Hey, you're just dawdling, I'll give it to you, you can study it slowly to see how much they are worth, and then go to the city and replace it with toffee and the milk powder you said, will you?" Feng Ya interrupt him.

   She found a few more pasta molds: "This is also the stuff of the older generation. It's all peach wood. Can you see if it can be sold for money?"

Finally, there was a small box: "This is a jewelry box. The dowry that my mother gave me when I married Da Da was passed down to my mother by my grandmother. My mother gave me this when she had nothing for me. This should be the older generation. something?"

   Wang Yi didn't know the value of these things, but he accepted it temporarily and went to Yuan Dashi this Sunday to study it.

   Saturday is not tomorrow.

  Tomorrow is May Day, International Labor Day. He received a notice from the county to organize students to go to the county to participate in the Labor Day celebrations.

  Aunt Qing came back immediately after the end of Fengya's side: "Hurry up and show me someone, I will show my old baby to Teacher Wang."

   She opened the basket, and the things inside were messy, the biggest was a small jar with colored paper on the outside, which looked very antique.

  Open the small jar, there are headdresses, earrings, bracelets, and various copper coins, among which the Qing Dynasty has the most.

   There is also a set of inkstones, both inkstones and inkstones, a pair of abacus and a very beautiful bronze mirror.

This mirror is very thick - it's not that the lens is thick, it's that the lens is embedded in a thick round pie-shaped box, the inside of the box is like a vacuum, the lens is centered, and then there are decorations on both sides, a bronze bell on the left, and a side on the right. drum.

  Wang Yi picked up the mirror and looked at it. It also had a base. I don't know what kind of wood the base was made of.

   And turned over and looked at the other side of the box, which was the back of the mirror. There were many characters on the back of the mirror, all in cursive script. Wang Yi took a closer look.

   did not recognize what was written.

   But there is a groove below, and there are characters in it, and he recognizes the characters in it: XX Temple XX Zeng X Gui X...

These XX are blank, the characters in the grooves have fallen off. There should be a row of characters, but now there are only two and a half. The reason why he said two and a half is because he saw that 'si' and 'gui' are the same word, 'Zeng' is very narrow and half a word, and its radicals have fallen off.

  Wang Yi pondered for a while, what words should be on it? Is it "what happened to a certain monk in a certain temple"?

   If you look at it this way, this bronze mirror may belong to a certain monk in a certain monastery, which is very valuable.

  An ancient monk who can have a bronze mirror in a temple must not be an eminent monk?

   He instinctively felt that this thing was good, so he packed up everything and said, "Second aunts, let me study it slowly, and I will give you a price when I study it thoroughly. Can you read it?"

  Aunt Qing had to say something, Feng Ya already nodded happily: "Okay!"

  The two left in a happy spring, and Wang Yi put away everything.

   he pondered secretly.

   Could it be that this Tianya Island just looks shabby and outdated, but actually Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon has treasured many treasures?

   Originally, he planned to go back on Sunday for another 22 years, but when he suddenly received so many old objects, he couldn't help but change his mind. Instead, he would go back this evening and study these objects with Yuan Hui first.

   Said storytelling at night and he returned to the space-time house.

  As the island entered the electric age, the young people stopped chatting with him at night, and they all gathered on the pier to chat.

   Mainly there are visitors from the outer islands on the pier, but there are girls inside!

It is very rare for the outer islands to be electrified. The news that Tianya Island has a generator quickly spread to several surrounding islands. At night, the boys and girls on these islands will come to see the lights and carry out the lights. Let's chat.

   In the past few years after the reform and opening up, the development of Tianya Island has been relatively slow, or other islands have developed relatively fast, so that the advanced collective Wang Family Production Team, which used to be very famous in the outer islands, now has a bad reputation of being backward.

  The Wang family are all very strong. They don't talk about these things on weekdays, but they feel a sigh of relief in their hearts.

   Until the light came on.

  Tianya Island has electric lights, and the members of the community use electricity. They suddenly become representatives of advanced and fashionable people. No one dares to say that they are far behind. On the contrary, they will take the initiative to come to the island to play at night.

   This brought light to the faces of the Wang family's old people, and also made the Wang family's young people angry in their hearts.

   lust.

   As Xu Jinjin once said, Tianya Island has not built a new house or brought in a new daughter-in-law for many years. Can you guys miss a daughter-in-law?

   Now that girls from other islands and other production teams have come to Tianya Island on their own initiative, don’t the young people hurry up and greet them?

   Maybe if you are lucky, you will be able to greet a daughter-in-law home!

  Wang Yi does not participate in such matters as the wharf competition, he will run to 22 years when he is free.

   Now he has a foundation in 22 years. Qiu Danian has been busy with the company's affairs for a week. He took a taxi to the company, pushed open the door and went in to see that the furniture was already set up.

  The furniture is relatively simple, mainly a few traditional black wooden shelves, a Eight Immortals table, four round stools, and a tea table in the living room, and a pine tree bonsai on the windowsill.

The style of    is concise and clear, and the artistic conception is simple and pure. Wang Yi was stunned: is this Qiu Danian's handwriting? My childhood friend is a talent, really a Wolong!

   At this time, footsteps sounded from the stairs, and the pier rushed down like a gust of wind. When he saw Wang Yi, he laughed: "I guess it's the boss, you're back."

   Qiu Danian also came down later. He was wearing slippers and big pants, and said, "I was just taking a shower, so I didn't have time to change my clothes."

  Wang Yi waved his hand: "We are brothers after get off work. You two don't have to be polite to me. By the way, Mr. Nian, you made this furniture?"

  Qiu Danian said: "Yes, I did it. It cost a lot of money. It cost 42,000 in total. Wait, I'll show you the details."

   "No rush," Wang Yi waved his hand, "It doesn't cost a lot of money, Mr. Nian, you can do it, I've found a treasure, and it's no problem for you to design with your vision."

   Qiu Danian laughed: "How can I have that ability? Don't you look familiar with this arrangement?"

  Wang Yi shook his head suspiciously.

Very strange.

Qiu Danian was also puzzled: "Boss, haven't you been to Teacher Yuan's studio? I just moved the layout of his studio, but no one cares about the materials we use, and the things on his side are real guys. , it is estimated that there is no 500,000 that can't be done!"

  Wang Yi has never been to Yuan Hui's studio.

   But he still felt that he had dug up a treasure. Qiu Danian can copy it, and it is also a skill to copy things like interior decoration.

   He asked Qiu Danian to call Yuan Hui, but Qiu Danian hesitated: "It's getting late, so let him come at this time?"

  Wang Yi said: "Let him come over for supper, I brought seafood here. The other one, you told him there is a business, he will definitely come."

   Whether it's seafood supper or business, it's Yuan Hui's seven inches, once someone touches it, it will be itchy and unbearable.

   Qiu Danian made the phone call less than half an hour before Yuan Hui came in with a string of Vajra Bodhi.

  The seafood that Wang Yi brought is very simple, there is only one kind, that is crawling shrimp.

   The crawling shrimp he brought were not ordinary. They were all wild, not to mention, and they were even and plump in size.

   Yuan Hui eats seafood every so often. When he saw the box full of crawling shrimp, he showed a pleasant smile: "Hey, good stuff, good stuff, such a fat shrimp tiger? Where did you get it, Mr. Wang?"

  Wang Yi said: "I ran into a boat on the way back in the afternoon. The boss of the boat is an old friend from the outer islands. He gave me the good goods he picked out for the hotel."

   Yuan Hui couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "Enough face."

  Wang Yi pushed the box to Dunzi and asked him to steam it.

   Then he took Yuan Hui into the reception room, Yuan Hui kept looking around.

   Wang Yi asked: "Familiar?"

   Yuan Hui muttered: "I'm quite familiar, no wonder Mr. Nian went to my place and secretly took pictures. I thought he was studying the old objects in my house, but he was thinking about my decoration!"

  Wang Yi laughed. He opened the mountaineering bag and laid out the contents one by one: "Let's take a look at the old things I have here."

   Yuan Hui first saw the six admiral bells.

  The six clocks are well preserved. He played with them one by one and was full of praise: "This pulp is so beautiful, slippery, um, moisturizing, it looks like a plate every day."

   "It can be used, let me hear it, haha, Mr. Wang, come and listen to the sound of this watch hand moving, Gedageda is really beautiful."

"Well, it's all original, and there is no sign of unpacking. Back then, this alarm clock was hand-assembled by top-level craftsmen. You can see that the pattern of the huanghuali wood on the back cover and the clock body can be connected. pretty!"

   Wang Yi asked, "Are these six clocks a set?"

Yuan Hui nodded: "One set, of course, one set. These six are of very good quality. I have seen few generals that are so good. The six of them will definitely be able to raise the price to 15 when they meet the right buyer. Absolutely!"

  Wang Yi nodded.

   He was very satisfied with the price, so he went back and got a few bottles of good wine to thank Zhang Youxin, because he might have a chance to harvest his wool in the future.

   No, it's a win-win.

  Wang Yi thought to himself, one asks for money and the other asks for wine, isn't this a win-win? I just won twice.

   The old objects left on the table were given to him by Aunt Qing and Feng Ya. He hadn't let Yuan Hui taste it, Yuan Hui spoke first:

   "This is what you prepared for Lao Zhong to introduce that friend? Mr. Wang, you are really loyal, and you really prepared a lot of things for her."

  Wang Yi's heart skipped a beat.

   This sentence doesn't taste right!

   He pretended to push the quaint mirror out at random and asked, "What do you think of this?"

  Yuan Hui picked it up and looked at it and said, "It's pretty good. It's definitely an old item from the 1970s. Unfortunately, it has glass on both sides. The original glass is gone, and the value is a bit poor."

   "But it's alright, just make up two sides of the glass. Well, then you can sell her for 500 yuan is not too high."

   Wang Yi's face suddenly collapsed.

   This **** thing from the 1970s? Didn't Aunt Qing say it was an old item from her house?

Yuan Hui's next sentence hit him even harder. He looked at the mirror and pointed to the groove with words on the base below, "There should have been a sticker here, saying 'The temple is a gift of precious souvenirs'. In that case, you can also find a graphic design company to complete it.”

   "When the time comes, I will tell you that you have ordered the signatures in front of you to be a bit more awesome, such as Shaolin Temple, Putuo Temple, etc. Hey, what's wrong with your face? What's wrong?"

   (end of this chapter)