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Chapter 281 Wild Duck Vermicelli Soup

In the evening, the Yan family ate wild duck.

Yan Laoer:......

"Where did the duck come from?" he asked and regretted it.

Who else but cats?

Wild ducks in Reed Beach are difficult to catch, but for cats, they can catch them whenever they want. It’s that easy.

Grandma Rong made wild duck vermicelli soup.

Such a difficult dish can be prepared.

There is no one left!

Yan Laoer only had one word in his mind: surrender!

Fans are homemade.

It's not potato flour or sweet potato flour, it's rice flour.

To be precise, I made rice skin and cut it into even thin strips.

Rice noodles cook faster than vermicelli, and vermicelli is not as durable as vermicelli, so it is important to control the time.

And this is exactly what Grandma Rong is best at.

She made a lot of rice noodles. In addition to wild duck soup, Grandma Rong also used fresh and tender wild vegetables and homemade gluten mixed with vinegar, and sprinkled with coriander and minced garlic...

Yes, you read that right.

Grandma Rong unlocked gluten again!

Suck!

Yan Yu stared at the darker rice skin and swallowed hard.

last step.

Cornus officinalis appears instead of chili pepper.

I don’t know how many dogwoods Nanny Rong collected and ground them into powder. Now the Yan family’s spiciness refers to it. It is a very special flavor that is different from chili peppers.

The slightly spicy taste is also friendly to people who cannot eat chili peppers.

The rice bark mixed with dogwood powder was finally placed in front of Yan Yu.

Yan Yu habitually eats gluten first.

Strong teeth!

Absolutely amazing!

Cut a wide strip.

The slight bitterness of the wild vegetables is completely suppressed by the aroma of garlic, mixed with the sourness of vinegar, which makes the mouth and tongue wet and the appetite is whetted.

The appearance of coriander is the finishing touch and sublimates this refreshing taste.

The slightly spicy dogwood seems to be absent, but also seems to be everywhere.

Yan Yu finished half of his portion and was still unsatisfied.

But she knew that Aunt Rong would not give it to her anymore and would keep the rest of her belly for the main course.

Whenever the soup and water pass through the hands of Grandma Rong, it is called just right.

Wild ducks and old ducks are two completely different creatures.

The meat is tender and firm, the soup is rich and delicious, and the rice noodles are moderately soft and hard, sliding down the throat like a slide...

Yan Yu grabbed another bowl of rice and ended the battle!

She found the cat on the kitchen stool.

He squatted down with difficulty and held hands with Maomao.

One person and one cat stare at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"Why are you staring at it?" Yan Laoer touched his belly. Fortunately, the clothes he was wearing were all loose and big, so he couldn't be seen buckling down.

"I was wondering if I should take it with me to the market tomorrow."

Yan Yu was actually thinking about whether to let Maomao challenge it to a higher level of difficulty.

For example, catch a live wild duck and bring it back.

Think about it or forget it, the wild duck's call is too loud...

"Take it with you. No one will be left at home tomorrow. Everyone will go."

Yan Laoer announced by the way that he would have a hard time eating tomorrow.

"After much thought, the best thing sold at the market is food. Our river is overrun with fish. Tomorrow we will prepare two kinds, grilled fish and braised fish."

Big fish braised in braise, small fish grilled over charcoal, and you can also show off the charcoal, perfect!

"Some ladies in our village asked me to ask you if they want to steam buns at the market, is that okay?" Li Xuemei took the opportunity to ask.

"Okay! Why not!" Yan Laoer agreed happily.

Li Xuemei nodded and said: "Then I will go over and talk to them later."

She still has the leftover flour from steaming the steamed buns.

It just cleared up this time.

"I'll go outside and ask how many people are preparing to cook." If there are a lot of people, they can get together and take care of each other, which can also drive business.

Yan Yu rolled her eyes and followed her father without saying a word.

Yan Laoer was also used to it, and the questions were all the same, and everyone agreed to gather in one place. When he turned around, his daughter was gone...

Yan Yu is convening a meeting with the backbone of the Boy Scouts.

"There's a big gathering tomorrow, so we can't be idle." This is Yan Yu's true heart.

If you have to go shopping in a big market, you can’t waste time earning money to exchange for things.

She told several people the news she heard while following her father.

The grandfathers in the village sell baskets, dustpans, straw mats, etc.

We don’t have a few items, so we just join in the fun.

The aunts decided to steam steamed buns.

Her mother and Aunt Qi also hurriedly sewed a few backpacks and prepared to take them there.

Her uncles had the same catch as hers, but the difference was that her father planned to cook it and sell it.

The eldest son-in-law of the old Song family wanted to make candied haws. He picked a lot of fruits in the mountains and bought candies in the town.

The advantage of being next to the river is that not only are there fish, but there are also lively croaks.

Needless to say, there are pheasants, hares, and snakes.

Someone was lucky enough to catch a roe deer.

The wild sunflowers have been found, and I plan to fry some melon seeds and take them with me...

The people in the village were really enthusiastic and eager to join the big gathering.

Or to put it another way, I want to be recognized by the nearby villages and integrate into the land of Guanzhou.

When Ertie heard this, they were all desperate.

"Everything we know has been done by the villagers, so what else can we do?"

Santie remained silent, frowning and thinking hard.

Big Gouzi and Little Coyote looked at Yan Yu eagerly.

Only Liang Fengnian was doing the questions again and again.

Yan Yu gave him and his elder brother a few questions, and he did them over and over again without getting tired of them.

Yan Yu couldn't stand it anymore and gave him some new ones.

Let’s go study the questions!

"It must be different from others, so we have to think about what we have and what they don't have," Yan Yu said.

"Cement bricks." Forgive Brother Xiaozizi, he can only think of the things in front of him.

"This won't work for now. We don't even have enough for ourselves. If someone really takes a fancy and wants to buy it from us, I won't be able to get enough to sell it to others." Yan Yu objected.

"It's a pity that there are not enough eggs in our village. If we buy them from the town, the cost is too high and there is no profit." Yan Yu was thinking of braised eggs and tea eggs, which are old and fragrant. The smell is very tempting.

"Eggs? Can't duck eggs?" Santie asked.

Yan Yu shook his head.

"What about... the bird eggs? The quail's... are a bit small, just pretend I didn't tell you." Ertie scratched his head.

Yan Laoer had roasted it for them before, and a few of them were so impressed that they went to the woods to look for this bird that could not fly high.

Roast the bird and eat it.

Yan Yu: "Quail eggs? This is okay!"



The second day.

The only rooster in the Yan family, and also the only rooster in the whole village, started crowing before dawn.

He seemed to know that he was the only rooster in the whole village.

The one who crows is hoarse!

When Grandma Rong visits the place every day, the first thing she does is run to the backyard.

When the rooster saw her, his voice suddenly stopped, as if the air was strangling his neck...

People in Xiaoan Village gradually got used to it.

That's what the Yan family's rooster is called.

It's crisp and neat, nothing like other chickens that crow endlessly.

Grandma Rong’s feeding is in order.

Pigs come first, then sheep... and finally chickens.

The hens that are laying nests are given priority, followed by the hens that are laying eggs.

Live like a rooster on its head - again.


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