After pushing open the iron gate of the water tower, Cang Haidn also felt a sense of coldness coming to her face. This coolness caused Cang Hai to sneeze directly.

"Good guy, why is the temperature here so low!" Cang Hai felt that as soon as he entered the water tower's belly, his skin was filled with goose bumps. It was almost like two heavens outside, and it was hot and oily outside, and the water tower's belly was so cold that it made people tremble.

Hu Shijie is now taking a bath for the watermelon petals, but in fact he is using his hands to apply Jing Miao that had just been beaten on the melon peel.

Hearing Cang Hai say this, Hu Shijie smiled and said, "You kid probably haven't been here after the days when the water tower was built, right?"

"I have nothing to do, what will I do here? The water tower has not been broken!"

Cang Hai said as he went to Hu Shijie. After walking a few steps, he felt something touching his head. When he looked up, he found that it was a basket. When he looked up, he found that there were about ten baskets hanging on his head.

Curiously, he held a basket and took it off the hook. Canghai found that the basket was filled with fresh pork weighing about two kilograms, and the fat and thin ones with pig skin.

"Why do you want to hang the pork here?" Cang Hai curiously hung the basket in his hand again on the hook, and then held a basket down to see that there was no pork in the basket, a bowl of vegetables, or meat dishes, and braised semi-finished chicken nuggets.

"It won't break even if you put things here for a week. You guys don't know. This place is much better than your refrigerator," Hu Shijie said happily.

Cang Hai asked in surprise after hearing this, "Why isn't anyone telling me about this?"

"Don't you have a refrigerator at home? We are not as willing to build a large refrigerator to open twenty-four hours a day. This is our natural large refrigerator, and the things that come out of ice taste better than when they are fresh." After Hu Shijie said that, he shook the water in his hand and stood up.

Cang Hai glanced at the watermelon on Hu Shijie's feet, and he discovered something strange again. So he walked two steps and stretched his head to look into the small basin next to him: "I said Grandpa Hu, I can understand the watermelon you are in Jingshui Town, but what are you going to do to put a small pot of melon peel here? The watermelon is white?"

The watermelon peel in the small basin has been sorted out, and the green flower skin has been peeled off, leaving only the white watermelon white. About two fingers thick big melon white is placed in the basin. At first glance, I saw the winter melon that looked like it was peeled. If Canghai hadn't looked very good, I would have read it wrong.

Hu Shijie smiled and said, "I haven't eaten sweet and sour melon and white shreds? This is a new dish I invented. You can try it when you go home. Get a few pieces of melon and white shreds to Jingshui Town for four or five hours, then go home and dig them into thin strips, and then mix them with vinegar and white sugar. I tell you that it's much better than shredded radish."

"Really?" Canghai was a little disbelief. It was not that the melon white Canghai had eaten watermelons. There was no need to mention the red melon soil. The first-class watermelon is good, but the melon white tasted no taste. At most, it was full of water and a little slippery.

"You guys will know when you go back and try it. If you want it to be delicious, you will definitely put it here for four or five hours. If you really don't rush to eat it, it's best to put it overnight. The taste will be even better. I believe I have this dish and make a bottle of small beer, which will taste beautiful!" Hu Shijie said with a gaze.

Cang Hai said in a suspicious tone: "Okay, I'll take some watermelon peels to the town later, and mix them in the evening to see if it's as delicious as you said."

"By the way, after you interrupted me, I almost forgot about the serious matter. Grandpa Hu, the film crew of the China Television Agricultural Column came down in the middle of next month, on the 12th and 3rd day of the year, and was about to take pictures of my watermelon. How do you think we should receive it here to show our sincerity?" Cang Hai asked.

Hu Shijie thought there was something wrong with his ears, so he kept asking Canghai: "What are you talking about, the film crew of the China Television Agricultural Column?"

Seeing Cang Hai nodding, Hu Shijie asked with a skeptical attitude: "You kid won't joke with your master, me, Zhongshi's film crew, are you talking about Zhongshi and the Zhongshi I think of?"

"That's sure, otherwise where did this come from the second Zhongxiu?" Cang Hai said.

Hu Shijie thought for a while and said, "Then this is a big deal. I don't have much time to say anything. Why don't I wait for me to go back and think about it before talking to you?"

"Okay, think about it slowly, then I'll go back," Cang Hai said with a smile.

Seeing Hu Shijie nodding, Canghai pushed open the iron gate and walked out.

"I'm going to be a god!"

Walking from the water tower to the sun, it was a world of ice and fire. The cold and hot made Canghai shudder again. After almost a minute, he adapted to the weather outside again.

Back along the slope, Canghai saw that Shi Wei was already asleep on the lounge chair, so he went back to the house to cut two small basins of watermelon white, put one basin in the well water, and another small basin in the refrigerator at home, preparing to try which of these two iced watermelon white tastes better.

After finishing his work, Canghai returned to the grape trellis, lay on the recliner and fell asleep for a nap.

At this time, the whole village was quiet. It turned out that the scene of chaos was invisible. The dogs in the village were lying on the shade. As for the chickens from each household, they also crawled into the woods near the village and went into the bamboo forest. In the whole village, except for the sunshine from the sun, almost all living things were hidden in the cave, or the shade.

In addition to the cicadas on the trees, the whole village was silently rustling with some leaves being blown by the breeze.

When the sun sets, the village becomes like a resurrection. The dogs bark and the chickens are making noise. The pigs hum from time to time, let alone people. From time to time, you can hear someone yelling at the neighbors, either asking if there is any soy sauce or what other people eat at night. Anyway, as the sun sets, the small village begins to become noisy again.

The pots and pans at Canghai's house also rang out. Hot dishes were not very popular at this time. Even meat and vegetables had to make way for vegetables at this time. Such hot weather made people's appetites drop a lot, and light evil vegetables became the mainstream on the dining tables of every household.

Fortunately, Canghai has many special dishes. Even if there are no heavy dishes, there is also a specialty white-killed chicken. Three chickens were slaughtered at one time. Canghai, Shi Wei and Ping'an can eat three meals with each meal with Tiger Head.

I took out the white chop chicken from the refrigerator, chopped the pieces and put them on the table. According to what Hu Shijie said, two plates of pure white watermelon white, with vinegar, and covered with a spoonful of sugar and placed them on the table. A delicate small bamboo basket was filled with freshly picked and washed lettuce. This thing was prepared to roll shredded potatoes, which is the staple food tonight. If the shredded water beans are not satisfied, there is also a portion of cumin mutton on the table. You can add lettuce leaves and roll them together with shredded potatoes.

When the meal was started, the chicken head, chicken feet, chicken neck was returned to tiger head, chicken butt passed through iron head mouth, and finally entered tiger head's belly. One wing came to Shi Wei, the other was placed in the bowl in front of Canghai, and the two chicken legs returned to Ping'an. As for the chicken breast, Canghai and Shi Wei were divided equally.

The remaining chicken skeletons were finally born. If the tiger head could not be gnawed, the tiger head under the village's tiger head would come over to continue gnawing. Anyway, a chicken would not be left in any case, and even a bone residue would not be left.

"What is this, radish?" Shi Wei picked up a chopstick and put it in her mouth. After chewing it for a few bites, she felt that it was not the cold-stopping shredded radish that she often ate. The taste was completely different from shredded radish. It was lightly sweet. When she chewed it, she was filled with the faint sweet taste. It was a bit like the taste of sour plum juice, but it tasted better than sour plum juice, with a special fruity aroma.

After tasting it twice, Shi Wei tasted it: "Watermelon white?"

Cang Hai gave Shi Wei a thumbs up and praised: "Awesome!"

"You really know how to eat. You can think of this thing and don't feed the chickens anymore?" Shi Wei said, picking up another chopstick and putting it in her mouth.

Canghai stretched out his chopsticks and lit another plate: "Don't just eat that, try this, try that one more delicious."

One plate was iced for several hours, and the other plate was iced in the refrigerator. I tried both of them on Canghai and found that the melon white produced by the iced well was better. It was not as cool as the refrigerator, but it seemed to taste more. The cool air in the melon white seemed to be able to go along the mouth and along the esophagus to the stomach. The melon white iced in the refrigerator did not feel this way, and I couldn't eat the refreshing taste that was passed by Jingshui Town.

“It’s different?”

Ping'an hurriedly said, "This is delicious, this is delicious."

Shi Wei picked up a chopstick and put it in her mouth. After tasting it for a while, she swallowed it all. Then she nodded and agreed: "This plate is delicious, not too cold in her mouth, and it is cold in her stomach. When she swallows it, she feels a little refreshing."

"Then we will eat this dish from now on," Cang Hai said with a smile.

After eating in the water town, no one moved the plate in the refrigerator, so Canghai pushed it directly in front of Tietou. Tietou ate all the plates, and didn't care about anything good or bad. Anyway, some people were very happy to eat it.

After dinner, this was the time when the village was really lively. Canghai moved out his projector, used the loess wall as a screen, plugged in his mobile phone to play movies, and the villagers also had TVs at home, but they were not trendy large tablets, almost all of which were big butt TVs with electronic tubes, with a total of two or three screens, and snowflakes were falling from time to time.

So Canghai put out a projector, and the villagers who had finished their meal soon brought stools. Not only were people coming, but dogs from all households also came.
Chapter completed!