Reborn in a small village in the 1990s

Chapter 145

Zhao Da'e searched his room for a long time before realizing that in this era, people his age don't have ID cards.

This is a very worrying thing.

To avoid future trouble, Zhao Da'e thought that when he went to the city in a couple of days, he could see if he could apply for a "Kangxi Spring" trademark. Registering it himself would save him trouble later.

After all, Zhao Da'e isn't making a profit or earning any money right now, so everyone's at peace. But who knows, maybe he'll start to get envious when he does make money in the future, and given his family's current situation, there's no guarantee that he won't run into big trouble then.

So Zhao Da'e thought about registering a trademark, but then she realized that she was too young to do it.

Without an ID card, it looks like I'll have to wait until my mother comes back.

Zhao Da'e looked around the house. Zhao Tiesheng should be staying here for the next couple of days. His father's attitude and thoughts should have changed somewhat.

However, Zhao Da'e didn't want to give Zhao Tiesheng a friendly look.

Although he wasn't exactly annoyed, Zhao Da'e didn't think his father was a good father.

There are just some things that can't be helped.

After leaving home, Zhao Da'e strolled over to his aunt's house.

When they arrived home, they found Zhou Chunhong preparing spicy vegetables to make pickles.

Zhao Da'e looked rather unwilling.

My second cousin, Zhou Chunhong, is very capable and honest, but... well, Zhou Chunhong is a little unhygienic.

Zhao Da'e couldn't say anything about this yet. After all, Zhou Chunhong wasn't very old, only twelve or thirteen, still a child.

But she really isn't very hygienic. She often doesn't comb her hair or wash her face. She eats whenever there's food and drinks whenever there's water.

Furthermore, Zhou Chunhong stutters, so Zhao Da'e can't say much. Talking too much would make Zhao Da'e seem troublesome, which isn't good and would make Zhou Chunhong feel inferior. Zhou Chunhong already has a physical disability or impairment, which makes her feel inferior and reluctant to talk.

Zhao Da'e then added: "Second Sister, you don't even wash the mud off the pickled vegetables. Are you pickling vegetables to feed pigs?"

That's not so good.

"Second sister, go buy some salt. Are we out of salt at home?"

“Yes…yes…yes…salt, no…no…no…no…need to…” Zhou Chunhong stammered.

Zhao Da'e immediately took out two yuan: "Go, hurry up and buy some salt. Remember to buy refined salt, it's 32 cents a pound."

Zhou Chunhong took the money and prepared to leave.

Zhao Da'e instructed, "Don't buy coarse salt. Buy refined salt. Xiao Liuzi is known for his tendency to overweight, so keep an eye on it and make sure he doesn't give you less than you need."

Xiao Liuzi runs the village store, but his store doesn't sell many things, just a few items. However, he does have necessities like toilet paper and salt, though they're a bit pricey.

However, Zhao Da'e had to buy it so that his second sister, Zhou Chunhong, wouldn't make the pickled vegetables.

After all, wouldn't it be tough to chew if you pickled vegetables that weren't properly washed?

Of course, Zhou Chunhong didn't care about the discomfort in her teeth. It didn't matter to her what she ate anyway...

Zhou Chunhong nodded and went to buy salt.

Zhao Da'e rolled up his sleeves and began to carefully wash the spicy vegetables.

The weather was very cold, and the water temperature was also particularly "touching," freezing cold.

Zhao Da'e was fuming. He went out and grabbed a pile of firewood, then started a fire and added a large pot of water with a ladle.

The large pots used in northern China have many advantages. Because they are large, they are used for boiling water and cooking. They can also be used to steam buns, boil dumplings, and make pancakes—one pot can do almost anything.

Of course, Zhao Da'e has never been to the South, so he doesn't know if they use large pots there too.

After boiling a large pot of water, and waiting until the water was at the right temperature, Zhao Da'e took a basin, filled it with water, and began washing the spicy vegetables.