Rebirth 84 Everything depends on hands

In this era when material is not very abundant, even workers in state-owned enterprises are paid only a few dozen yuan, and if they want to eat meat, they have to pay for meat stamps. Let alone a week, even a month may not be able to eat one meal of meat.

Chen Feng's family just finished cooking fish yesterday, and they brought back a chicken today. They added rice flour and oil. Everyone couldn't help but envy them, but more people showed contempt in their eyes.

This prodigal son was fired from the factory, but he still ate and drank so much. He must have asked the old factory director for money. He took the money from his own father. If he didn't live a good life, he would eat and drink too much.

Chen Feng simply ignored these glances. He held up the tricycle, carried chicken and soybean oil in one hand, clamped two radios under his arm, and struggled to pick up rice and noodles with the other hand, and walked directly into the house.

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After putting it away, Chen Feng came out again, unloaded the refrigerator from the tricycle, and slowly moved the refrigerator to the door of the unit alone. Fortunately, his home was on the first floor, otherwise he would have died of exhaustion.

"Hey, Fengzi, did you buy a refrigerator?" A middle-aged man came over with a teapot for drinking water and said, "Can I help you?"

"Thank you, Brother Long," Chen Feng smiled, "I didn't buy it, this refrigerator is broken, I..."

"It's broken, that's right," Brother Long said and patted the refrigerator hard, "Then who can help you move it? I'm still thinking about having cold beer to drink in the future."

Chen Feng shook his head speechlessly. He had some indifference to people like Long Ge. According to the memory of later generations, this guy was laid off a few years later. Later, he heard that he was caught in a robbery on a motorcycle.

Chen Feng reluctantly moved the refrigerator in by himself, and then stewed the rice. Chen Feng looked at the black rooster, what should he do?

It would be easier in later generations. There are countless little red books, recipes, and kitchen software. But what should we do now? Chen Feng touched his chin. He should kill it first.

"Cock-clack! Cock-clack~!" A chicken crow came from Chen Feng's house.

"Come here!" "It's okay, just give it a try, it won't hurt, just obey me!"

The people in the yard couldn't help laughing when they heard it.

Lin Xiaolan carried her tired body and walked into the yard step by step. She had been packing up the machines all day today, her body was exhausted, and she had learned how to control the machines. Now Lin Xiaolan's mind was filled with machines.

"Xiaolan is back, go back and take a look, your house is really lively!" Someone looked at Lin Xiaolan and said with a smile.

Is it busy? Is there someone at home? Lin Xiaolan frowned, walked quickly home, took out the key and opened the door, and was stunned for a moment, "You..."

At this time, Chen Feng was lying on the ground, with a head full of chicken feathers and a kitchen knife in his hand. A black rooster was not far away, clucking and clucking, as if to declare his sovereignty.

"Honey, you're back," Chen Feng stood up from the ground and wiped the chicken feathers off his head, "I bought a chicken today. I wanted to kill it and cook it for you, but this guy was flying around the house.

, I can't catch it..." Chen Feng spoke softer and softer, and he was a little embarrassed behind the words.

"Pfft!" Lin Xiaolan laughed suddenly, stretched out her hand to grab the kitchen knife, "I'll do it!"

I saw Lin Xiaolan holding a kitchen knife and walking towards the rooster step by step. She seemed to feel murderous intent. When Lin Xiaolan was almost in front of her, she instinctively flapped her wings and wanted to fly away. Lin Xiaolan had already blocked the rooster's flight path with one hand, and her palm was light.

With a light grasp, he caught the rooster's wings. Then he grabbed the chicken's head and twisted it. The kitchen knife in his hand slashed the rooster's neck, and blood dripped from it.

"Bring me a bucket."

"okay!"

Soon a fragrant pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms was placed on the table. The rich aroma aroused the appetite of both of them. Chen Feng didn't eat much at noon, but Lin Xiaolan hadn't eaten such delicious food in a long time.

"Didn't you just buy fish yesterday, why did you buy chicken today?" After hesitating, Lin Xiaolan asked the question.

"You are too thin and need nutrition." Chen Feng filled two bowls of rice and came out and said, "We don't have much money. For three yuan, we also got mushrooms."

"Three yuan? So expensive!" Lin Xiaolan said with some complaints.

"It's not expensive. It's not expensive to replenish your health." Chen Feng took a big chicken drumstick and put it in Lin Xiaolan's bowl. "Guess how much I earned today?"

"No matter how much you earn, you can't spend it like this!" Lin Xiaolan complained a little, Chen Feng spent too much money.

"More than one hundred and thirty yuan." After Chen Feng finished speaking, he took out the money from his pocket and put it on the table. A handful of colorful bills were placed in front of Lin Xiaolan.

Lin Xiaolan was stunned for a moment. How could she earn so much by repairing radios? Absolutely impossible. How many people can repair radios? There is something wrong with the decision.

"In addition to the refrigerator and radio I bought, the money for rice, flour, oil and chicken is all here." Chen Feng looked at Lin Xiaolan and said with a smile.

"Refrigerator?" Lin Xiaolan noticed at this moment that there was a rusty refrigerator placed in the corner next to the door of her house.

"Does your refrigerator work?" Lin Xiaolan looked at the old refrigerator and her first thought was that Chen Feng had been deceived.

"It can't be used now. It will be available after I finish repairing it."

"Can you repair refrigerators?" Lin Xiaolan asked Chen Feng with her eyes widened, "I still believe you when you say you repair radios. You haven't seen a few of these refrigerators in total. How can you possibly repair them?"

"Eat first, and you will believe me when I fix it."

Lin Xiaolan ate the chicken drumsticks in the bowl. It was so delicious that she couldn't help but take a big bite. Chen Feng started to make money. Lin Xiaolan could feel it. Looking at the bills on the table, she estimated that this pile was enough for her salary for several months.

Even if you can make money, you can't spend it like this. There will be many ways to use money in the future. If it doesn't work, you must talk to him about this problem.

Just as Lin Xiaolan was about to speak, a feeling of vomiting came over her again. This was not the first time today. Lin Xiaolan covered her mouth and hurried to the kitchen sink, spit out a few mouthfuls, and began to rinse her mouth with water.

Isn't it a blessing? I didn't vomit when I couldn't eat before, but now I have to vomit when I eat good food.

Lin Xiaolan turned around, and Chen Feng was already standing behind him with a towel. Lin Xiaolan took the towel and looked at Chen Feng infatuatedly. This guy had really changed and knew how to care about her.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Feng asked, patting Lin Xiaolan's back to make her feel better.

Lin Xiaolan shook her head, "It's okay, maybe it's because I've eaten too much in the past two days and my stomach can't stand it."

Chen Feng nodded and helped Lin Xiaolan back to the dinner table. Of course Chen Feng knew clearly in his heart, should he tell Lin Xiaolan now? Forget it, let's wait. I guess telling her now, she can't accept it yet, wait for some time.

The two continued to sit down and eat, during which Lin Xiaolan vomited several times. Finally, after finishing their dinner, Chen Feng picked up the bowls and chopsticks and was about to wash them. Lin Xiaolan wanted to grab them, but was held down by Chen Feng.

"Honey, I can't cook, but I can wash the dishes. I buy the ingredients, you cook, and I wash the dishes. We keep them separate. This is called matching men and women, so we don't get tired of working." Chen Feng finished with a smile, holding the bowls and chopsticks.

Walk towards the kitchen.