In the main room, Lao Yetou told Lao Qian, "Cut two pieces of the meat from last time for cooking at noon." Lao Qian's triangular eyes widened: "How can you eat like this? I bought five taels of meat in total. How can I eat it like this?"
“Deserve it”
Old Ye Tou took two puffs of cigarette and said, "You haven't noticed yet, but the chicken has attracted the greedy insects. Now that the chicken is put away, do you have any objections?"
The stingy old Mr. Qian is a fool, "Who dares to have an opinion? The old woman is in charge of this family. If anyone dares to have an opinion, I will skin him!"
Glancing at her, Lao Yetou said, "You can't do it all the time. You have to do all the work at home and give it a little sweetness."
Old Qian thought about the same idea, pursed his dry mouth, took out the key and went to get the meat. He cut two large pieces tremblingly and took it to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, He Xiner chopped some chopped green onions and looked at the wok, wondering whether she should add oil or oil or oil? The key point is that the radish should not be oiled, and she really couldn't accept it!
Ye Laiyin and his wife were plucking the chicken feathers while the water was boiling, but she didn't speak and couldn't ask.
Just at this time, Lao Qian came over to see He Xiner cooking, and said quickly: "Today's lunch will add meat and radish, you can't use any more oil."
Okay, it’s a waste of time.
He Xiner pursed her lips and took the meat from Old Qian's hand. Didn't the old lady wash her hands just now?
Lao Qian went to see Mr. and Mrs. Ye Laiyin tidying up the pheasants again, and said, "Please do it carefully, keep the offal for dinner."
Ye Laiyin, who was busy with his hands, agreed honestly: "I understand, mother."
Satisfied with his son's attitude, Lao Qian left in a majestic tone.
He Xiner quickly washed the fat meat with water, cut it into a dozen small pieces, put it in a pan and stir-fried the oil, added chopped green onions to bring out the fragrance, then put the radish in and stir-fried until it was evenly fried.
Add oil and water and throw in coarse salt.
He signaled Ye Xusheng to continue lighting the fire and looked at the cornmeal in the basin. He hadn't steamed the cornmeal yet after noon.
Even if Wang is busy, she can't do it either.
After thinking about it, I decided to make it into pancakes. I had only eaten them before and never made them. I didn’t care, I didn’t have enough time to get started.
I scooped some water to mix the noodles, pinched off a small piece with my hands, patted it into a small pancake, and put it on the edge of the pot. Fortunately, it didn't fall. Now that I have the confidence, it will be faster, which is a loss.
This wok is big, otherwise there would be no floor.
Once the cake is attached, cover it and continue to simmer for a while.
After a while, the aroma came out of the pot. The pancakes He Xiner posted were small and the firewood was strong. The iron pan was hot and the pancakes cooked quickly.
Ye Xusheng also stopped the fire and helped put the vegetables into a large basin. He Xiner shoveled the pancakes and put them in the basket, and also poured out the corn paste that Wang had prepared long ago.
At this time, Mr. and Mrs. Ye Laiyin also packed up the chicken, smeared it with salt and hung it in the shade to dry. They put the chicken and chicken intestines in a large bowl for dinner.
The four of them carried bowls, bowls, basins, and went to the main room together.
He Xiner put it down and ran over again to bring over steamed eggs and hot beans.
Old Qian directly put the eggs and beans in front of her old daughter. Young Qian was so angry that her eyes almost turned red.
Fortunately, the smell of radish was pretty good. I looked at it carefully and saw that it seemed to have meat!
When Lao Qian saw that there was no big fat, his face dropped, "Where's the meat?"
Afraid that Erni would be scolded again, Mrs. Ye Xu hurried over and said, "The meat was cut into small pieces and the radishes were fried in oil."
Immediately, Lao Qian was dissatisfied and thought it would be nice to give you some meaty dishes. She also wanted to eat meat, which was reserved for her old daughter.
But Xiao Qian, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, was very happy: "Sheng'er's idea is good, but if you cut it into smaller pieces, not everyone can eat it."
Old Qian was so annoyed that she scratched her face, but she didn't care.
Seeing that he was trembling again, Lao Ye coughed dryly and said, "Okay, let's eat quickly."
Lao Qian first filled three bowls and brought them out. She couldn't pick out all the meat from such a large bowl, so she snorted angrily. This chapter has been completed!