"I'm going to the market with Xiao Mei to buy groceries, I won't keep chatting nonsense with you."
Old Lü laughed and waved at Jiang Tao, then turned and walked off with Ma Dongmei, chatting and laughing toward the entrance of the alley.
Watching the two of them walk away for a while, Jiang Tao finally turned and entered the tube building, went upstairs to his own room.
Some time ago, when the food factory renovation wasn't done yet, Mom and Dad made Eight Treasure Pickles here.
The room was kept pretty clean.
After Jiang Tao entered the room, he grabbed a bucket and went to the village's direct drinking water machine, spent 2 yuan to fill it with purified water.
Then he started prepping the ingredients he'd brought back.
He sliced up onions, roasted tomatoes over the fire and peeled off the skins, then chopped them into small pieces.
Next, he peeled six cloves of garlic and smashed them when they weren't paying attention, then minced them.
