Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 10940

As soon as you step into the kitchen, you will be greeted by the aroma of hot farm-style dishes!

Yang Ruoqing accurately located the presence of chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, and peppercorns...

To be honest, these swordsmen are indeed indispensable soul mates when it comes to food. With them here, even if they are frying shoe soles, they can eat and drink.

For Yang Ruoqing, there is nothing to avoid when it comes to food and drink, but for Yang Huazhong, who has just returned from the county town, he may be a little hesitant after seeing these dishes.

"Mom, let me help you." Xiaohua stepped forward, took off the apron hanging on the wooden post on the wall and tied it around her waist. Her eyes were already looking for work in the kitchen.

Mrs. Sun said: "The ingredients have been cut and placed on the counter here. You can take a look."

On the counter, there are cut semi-finished sausages, semi-finished pig heart and lungs, blanched duck and ribs, large grass carp fried in a pot until both sides are golden...

"Oh mother, you've done all this, we just need to wrap things up casually." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

His eyes glanced at the pig intestines and pig heart and lungs. They were specially sent to them by Uncle Chang Gen's family who killed the New Year pig in advance when they were still in the county town two days ago.

Yesterday, Yang Huazhong arrived home at noon. Instead of doing any work in the afternoon, he rolled up his sleeves and squatted by the pond filling pig intestines.

I washed it back and forth more than ten times, and used only two or three kilograms of wheat flour for scrubbing, and three kilograms of white wine was also added.

In the words of Yang Huazhong: "The pig's intestines are so clean that there is nothing wrong with eating them raw!"

No matter how clean it is, for people like Yang Ruoqing who resist the intestines of any animal, it will be a little psychologically uncomfortable.

Even if you wash yourself in a wine vat, that thing is still used to carry pig cakes...

As for the pig heart and lungs, Yang Ruoqing was not fond of this one, and she always felt that the taste was a bit unfamiliar.

The ribs and duck on the side are still cute...

"Mom, you go and have a rest, leave the kitchen to me and Xiaohua."

"Qing'er, aren't you busy at home? Your uncle can't be short of people around him," Mrs. Sun said.

What Sun said was very clever.

If Yang Ruoqing was an outsider, when she heard this, her first reaction might be to think that Mrs. Sun wanted to drive her away and didn't want her to earn a living at home.

But because of the relationship and feelings between Yang Ruoqing and Sun, Yang Ruoqing didn't think much about it at all.

And he also knew that Mrs. Sun was worried that she would help cook later, which would delay her time and make it impossible for the Luo family to find her if something happened.

"Don't worry, mom. My uncle is in stable condition now. He just sits at home, warming himself in the fire barrel, and talks to my aunt."

"Besides, Xingwang and Christmas Eve are here, and I have a lot of people to talk about."

Xing Heping's daily chores include getting up early to fetch water and chop firewood, cleaning the front and back yards, cleaning the latrines, sweeping the mule and horse sheds, replacing them with clean fodder and water, and then some other trivial things.

For two people to do these tasks, it actually only takes half a day to complete the work, and the remaining half a day can be used to rest.

During this break, Blacksmith Luo would often call me over to chat with him.

Because Xingwang and Ping'an had worked as servants in other wealthy families before and had seen many strange things in wealthy families, they gathered together to chat and had endless topics to talk about...

As for Wang Cuilian and her two children, Yang Ruoqing doesn't have to worry.

Ronggu, lily of the valley, peony...

The family has enough manpower, so they will probably come over to her for dinner after lunch is cooked...

But today, Yang Ruoqing wanted to stay at her parents' house to eat, if for no other reason than for this spicy duck...

The two sisters naturally took over the handle of Sun's spatula, Xiaohua held the spoon, and Yang Ruoqing took charge of the stove and did some odd chores at the same time.

For example, temporarily break off a few heads of garlic, pinch a few green onion sprouts, or go to the red lantern-like pepper skewers hanging under the eaves of the kitchen and pull off two handfuls of red peppers.

Xiaohuazhangshao, the fat intestines and pig heart and lungs are all cooked in a casserole. The fat intestines are covered with sauerkraut. The sauerkraut fat intestines are spicy and go well with wine. The ribs are all genuine. I almost bought a whole fan of ribs from the Sun family. After blanching, I filled a big basin.

"Later, the pork ribs will be cooked with potatoes, the sweet and sour pork ribs, the pork ribs will be stewed with matsutake mushrooms, and three hard dishes will be cooked."

"Okay lady."

"Where's the duck? Spicy duck? Is there anything added in it?" Xiaohua asked again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Do you have chestnuts at home?"

"Yes, there are also taro."

"That's great. Chestnuts are put in the spicy duck. Since there is taro, I will make taro tamales later and have a taro snack."

Xiaohua was thinking while listening, her eyes swept over the ingredients in front of her, and she said with a smile: "Add radish, cabbage, lotus root, leeks, lettuce, tofu, vermicelli, etc., and we have about ten dishes."

"Tofu?" Yang Ruoqing had a flash of inspiration, "Stew fish and tofu in an iron pot, with thousands of rolls of tofu and thousands of fish. I think it's a good idea to serve this hard dish to Uncle Yu Zhong and the others."

While Yang Ruoqing and the others were busy cooking, Yang Huazhong took time out to visit the kitchen.

"Qing'er, are you cooking?"

"Yes, Dad, what do you want to tell me?"

"Well, I want to stay with Yu Zhong and the others at home tonight and have a nice talk."

"Okay dad, it's time to fulfill your duty as a landlord."

Yang Huazhong glanced at the busy scene in the kitchen, opened his mouth, and then suppressed his words.

"Dad, just say what you want to say. The busy ones are Hua'er. I'll just sit here and stuff the firewood."

"Well. Then let me tell you a few things," Yang Huazhong knelt down in front of Yang Ruoqing, "Well, Yu Zhong and the others are here this time. On the one hand, they are here to thank you for the last batch of New Year's goods."

"Maybe he wants to find a way out with us..."

Looking for a way out?

Yang Ruoqing blinked and quickly sorted out the general situation of the Yu Zhong family in her mind, "Dad, if you want to defect directly, then forget it. What I want here are people with special skills, not idlers."

"At most, I'll just give you a few taels of silver."

However, from then on, the feelings of tolerance in the snowy weather were completely cleared up.

Moreover, because of the word "defection", Yang Ruoqing will also be disappointed with Zhong's character.

Yang Huazhong waved his hands hurriedly: "It's not that I'm defecting. I'm a sensible person. It's impossible to stick with me just because of those feelings."

"People have skills that they can use."

"What's your skill?"

"Raise sheep!"

Raising sheep?

Yang Ruoqing remembered that when Yang Ruoqing saw the goat in the front yard earlier, they told her that their ancestors had been sheep herders for several generations.

"Then what?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Could it be that he wanted to raise sheep and sell them to the Luo family?

If this is the case, it is not impossible. The most lacking thing in her Tianxianglou mutton hotpot is sheep...

(End of this chapter)