Thinking about that scene, He Xiner danced with joy and was in a very good mood. She said crisply, "I'll cook", and ran to the backyard to find her mother~
Ye Xusheng, who was following behind, suddenly felt a little worried. He felt as if the cabbage he had raised was being taken over by pigs. Ahem, what are you thinking about?
Xin'er is not a cabbage, and Yuanyuan and Cuizhi are certainly not pigs...
Shaking his head to get rid of the messy thoughts, he strode to the backyard, put the ladle away first, and then asked, "Second Aunt, do you want me to help light the fire?"
Mrs. Wang was holding a piece of cabbage while picking up the old cabbage. Hearing this, he raised his head and said with a smile, "You are not needed here. It's still early to eat. You can go and study."
"Um"
Ye Xusheng didn't give in, nodded and agreed and returned to Dongkuayuan.
"Mom, are you preparing to stir-fry cabbage again?"
He Xiner has no interest in stir-fried cabbage.
Hearing her daughter's disdain, Wang laughed good-naturedly, "There are the most cabbages in the vegetable garden, so I cooked them twice in a row. Are you tired of Xin'er?"
"Hehe, it's a bit."
"Then what do you want to eat? Mom will pick vegetables again."
He Xiner took a look at the dishes in the kitchen. In addition to Chinese cabbage, there were also a handful of green onions and a dozen fresh potatoes. She tilted her head and thought, "Mom, let's make pimple soup?"
In fact, He Xiner wanted to eat scallion pancakes, but after eating dumplings, half of the white noodles at home were gone. She had to save some for making fried noodles, so there wasn't much left.
It would be hard for such a big family to eat scallion pancakes, so we might as well make pimple soup. After drinking corn porridge for so long... ahem, it's muddy porridge.
I really drank enough, I feel like I’m going to be drunk~
There is rice. She just drank rice porridge yesterday. She is not very greedy and just wants to eat pasta.
Bai Mian is a rare thing for farmers. Wang was reluctant to make it for the whole family. She even thought about finding an opportunity to fry it all, leaving her daughter to eat it slowly.
But now that her daughter had said it, Wang wouldn't stop her even if she felt distressed, and happily agreed, "Xin'er wants to drink pimple soup, Mom will make it for you."
After saying that, he put down the cabbage in his hand, prepared to wash his hands and go back to the house to dig noodles. He stopped after taking two steps, turned around and looked at He Xiner, and said hesitantly, "With so many people in the family, all the ingredients are used to make pimple soup."
You have to use white flour, why don’t you mix in some corn flour?”
He Xiner blinked and said with a smile, "Mom, a bowl of white flour is enough. When making pimple soup, adding some potato cubes will replenish the meal and make it delicious."
"You still have more ideas!"
After hearing her idea, Mrs. Wang smiled from ear to ear, oh, how could her daughter be so smart!
Mrs. Wang happily went to dig out the white noodles. He Xiner looked at the Chinese cabbage spinning around on the chopping board. Hey, there it is! Her father and uncle both like spicy food, so she made some cabbage mixed with chili oil.
Her dad and uncle will like it.
Well, we have spicy food, but we still need to make a non-spicy dish.
Since the staple food is gnocchi, I don’t want to stir-fry it at all. It’s refreshing to make two cold dishes to go with it.
Seeing the fresh potatoes, He Xiner narrowed her eyes with a smile, this is it!
She quickly ran to the west wing and asked her mother to take out a handful of dried chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns. He Xiner took the seasonings and Wang held a bowl of white noodles. The two of them chatted and laughed and returned to the backyard.
Following He Xiner's method, Wang first cut up a bowl of potato cubes, and then listened to her daughter's advice, wiped the chopping board and cut the cabbage shreds with a kitchen knife. While cutting, she smiled and said, "I have to wash the chopping board to cut cabbage, but you are the only one."
It’s very particular.”
"Hey, don't I want to eat it cold? It has to be clean."
"Will it taste good when eaten cold? Besides, the coarse salt can't be melted, either?"
"Haha, coarse salt can be made by pounding it finely with a garlic mortar."
"My daughter has such a bright mind that nothing can be difficult for her!"