"Isn't this the smell of the Du family? It smells so good! It smells better than flowers!"
"I'll go over and take a look."
"I'll go too!"
One by one, they immediately followed the source of the scent.
Following the wind, everyone found a small courtyard with smoke coming out of the chimney. They smelled the smell coming from the courtyard, which seemed to be stronger.
"What is this place doing? It smells so good!" People from other villages exclaimed.
There were several people from Duanjia Village following him. They looked at the house and explained, "You don't know, this is the richest family in our village. Even though their yard is small, there are hundreds of chickens in the backyard.
, my family has hundreds of acres of land!”
The man said oh, no wonder.
"There must be meat cooking in this pot! Otherwise it wouldn't be so fragrant!" those people sighed.
Everyone agreed on the fact that the Duan family's chef was cooking meat. They also thought that the meat was quite heavy. Otherwise, how could the aroma be so strong?
In comparison, the Du family's banquet cannot be described as eclipsed. It is like grains of rice competing with the sun and the moon, with no possibility of comparison.
A group of guests were sitting at the table waiting for their dishes. They waited left and right. When they couldn't wait for the strange and fragrant dish, they sent someone to the kitchen to ask.
In the back kitchen, a group of men from the Du family were gathering around the stove to eat fish soup with rice. They were enjoying the meal when a man barged in. The Du family hurriedly blocked the fish head soup behind them with their bodies.
"Why haven't the dishes been served yet? I'm so impatient to wait!" the man asked impatiently.
"What kind of food?" Du Dalang touched the bowl with confusion on his face, "The food has been served, eight large plates of food? What else are you thinking about?"
Maybe he is thinking about the fish head soup left over here!
Du Dalang's expression became more solemn when he thought of this. If he came to the kitchen, he wouldn't be polite!
The man looked surprised: "Has it been served? Isn't such fragrant food made by your family?"
"What coriander?" The other men of the Du family asked with puzzled faces.
Also, when you enter the kitchen, you can't smell the aroma. It's definitely not the food cooked in this kitchen.
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On the mountain path in Duanjia Village, Du Qingyuan finished serving tea soup at the banquet, and immediately took his children and grandchildren to worship his ancestors and share this great happy event with their ancestors.
The family was walking back in the mountains, and they could smell the smell wafting in the mountain breeze from a long distance away.
What does this smell like? It smells so good!
"Grandpa, I'm hungry!" the younger child said coquettishly.
Du Qingyuan: "I'll be home soon. Let's go back and eat."
When a group of people returned to Du's house, most of the guests at home had dispersed, leaving empty plates with not even a grain of rice in sight.
Du Qingyuan glanced at it and frowned.
"Why are all the guests gone?" Du Qingyuan asked. Standing in his yard, he could smell the faint fragrance wafting in the wind.
Du Dalang and others stood at the door and said helplessly, "Dad, I don't know what Duan's family made. It was so fragrant that it lured all our guests away, even outside their yard..."
In addition to the fact that the ceremony band invited today has not left, the main reason is that the Du family's wages have not been paid yet, and they will wait for Du Qingyuan to come back to pay.
Du Qingyuan hurriedly left the yard and walked a few steps towards the path between the houses. He saw many people gathered under the trees on the roadside near Duan's house. They all looked excited, and some were holding pottery bowls and drawing them quickly.
When eating food, it seems that I want to eat with this aroma.
Thinking of the Duan family, Du Qingyuan was so angry that his shoulders shook, he took his children and grandchildren into the yard, and closed the yard door with a bang.
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On the other side, in the Duan family's back kitchen, Qiao Lan was making braised meat with a spice package rewarded by the system.
Originally, Qiao Lan couldn't find any ingredients that could be marinated at home, so Qiao Lan never used them.
Now we can’t finish the chickens and eggs in the backyard. Plus we can make tofu at home, so there are a lot of things that can be marinated!
What Qiao Lan makes is not braised tofu. The tofu is loose and not suitable for marinating, but the tofu can be made into dried tofu if it is compacted!
Qiao Lan asked her daughter-in-law to change the dishes. She ate a lot of fried tofu in the past few days, and dried tofu in recent days.
Freshly cut tofu was thrown into the pot, and cracked hard-boiled eggs were added one after another. Three chickens were added to the pot, but these were not the highlight.
The highlight is the braised pork being stewed in the small stove in the yard!
This is the fresh pork Qiao Lan asked Duan Mingchen to ride to the town to buy!
The stove is not big, and only three or four pieces of fresh pork are stewed in it. Because the lid is not closed, the aroma of braised pork comes out loudly.
The fragrance in the yard and the fragrance in the kitchen work together to naturally spread the fragrance to the whole village.
Qiao Lan stared at the meat on the stove and poked it with chopsticks to see if the meat was cooked through.
In the yard, the Duan family's oven was also lit.
When the meat in the stove was stewed, Qiao Lan took out the white flour cakes steamed by his wife, put them one by one in the oven, and baked them until both sides were golden and slightly hard.
Qiao Lan used a thick cloth glove stuffed with straw to take the pancake out of the oven while it was still hot, and used a knife to cut it apart from the middle. Then she quickly took out the soft, glutinous and shiny braised pork from the oven, and cut off the middle part with a knife.
Take a small piece, chop it into soft minced meat, and stuff it into the cake!
That’s it for Roujiamo!
Each of the Duan children held a meat bun in their hands and ate it deliciously!
If you don't want to eat until you are full, there is enough meat and steamed buns. There are also perfectly braised eggs and dried tofu in the pot, so you can add them to the steamed buns.
Qiao Lan wiped her mouth after finishing a meat bun!
It’s so delicious! The steamed bun skin is crispy and delicious, and the steamed bun soaked in braised meat and soup is so delicious!
It's just a bit troublesome to light the stove to bake steamed buns. There are few pots at home and single utensils. If there are multiple iron plates and stoves, she can also make barbecue and teppanyaki.
Duan Mingchen bought a lot of meat, but not all of it was put into the pot. The weather was not too hot, so it could be kept for another day.
Seeing that the children were eating happily, Qiao Lan said: "Don't eat too much, we have to do it again tomorrow! You will get a stomachache if you eat too much!"
Duan Mingjing had just finished two meat buns and was about to get a third one.
Burp! Duan Mingjing burped, and the aroma of braised food came out of his stomach.
Duan Ming shut his mouth and said, "Let's eat it tomorrow!"
Qiao Lan asked Mrs. Liu to leave two steamed buns and some meat for Duan Mingqing, and then heat them up for Duan Mingqing when he gets home.
The Duan family had finished eating and were clearing the table when they suddenly heard a knock on the door in the backyard.
Dong Dong Dong -
Mrs. Liu went over to open the door and saw an old woman standing at the back door of Duan's house carrying a basket of eggs.
The old woman's face was full of a flattering smile, "Daughter-in-law of the Duan family, the taste of your stew is so delicious. My little grandson is crying and asking for it. I have no choice but to bring a basket of eggs to exchange for it.
, just change it to one..."
The meat that Qiao Lan stewed today was indeed very fragrant, but Mrs. Liu didn't expect that the mother-in-law's house could be attracted to her even though she lived so far away.
"Here, I don't have much meat left at home." Mrs. Liu was a little confused.
There was only a small piece of braised pork left, which was left for her husband.
But I still have uncooked ones at home.
Mrs. Liu thought for a while and found it difficult to refuse the woman in the village, so she went into the house to ask her mother-in-law for instructions.