Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1700 Heart (Third)
Ok……

Yang Ruoqing followed suit.

In the hanging pot, porridge with wild vegetables is still cooking in Hulala.

The wooden lid of the hanging pot was replaced by Ah Hao Niang, and a piece of iron plate was used to stand on it, and then a few cleaned potatoes were neatly placed on the iron plate.

With the help of the heat in the pot, just cook like this.

"Ahao also likes to eat baked potatoes, I'll bake a few more, and you can take them with you on the road tomorrow to eat."

The woman said, and put a few more potatoes into the firewood under the hanging pot.

Looking at this most primitive cooking method, Yang Ruoqing smiled, no oil and salt, the taste of these potatoes is not much better!

People in the mountains think this way of eating is the best and most delicious.

That's because they haven't eaten anything tastier.

Originally, Yang Ruoqing had been suppressing herself for the past two days and didn't want to show her hand. The main reason was that she was indifferent. She came here to find men and children, not to be a chef.

Secondly, this is someone else's territory, and it is already very difficult for them to take care of you like this.

If you have a place to sleep and something to eat, you must be grateful.

But at this moment, Yang Ruoqing plans to show her hand, which can be regarded as a little bit of her own heart.

Hearts are not just about leaving money and gifts, but sometimes some cooking skills and new ways to eat food, they are worth having.

"Auntie, let me show my hand too. You and Brother Ahao haven't eaten anything I made in the past few days!"

Yang Ruoqing said a little embarrassedly.

Ah Hao Niang was very happy when she heard this.

"Okay, what do you want to do? It's just that the ingredients in this house are limited, and Ah Hao has no time to hunt these two days..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and pointed to the potatoes on the iron plate, "If there are potatoes, that's it."

When the potatoes on the iron plate were cooked thoroughly, Ah Hao Niang swept the steaming potatoes into a small basket beside her.

Then, Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands, and started to do what she had to do.

I took three overripe potatoes, peeled off the skin, and mashed them into mashed potatoes with a rolling pin.

"You mashed it up and eat it?" Ah Hao Niang asked curiously as she watched from the side.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled: "Mash it up first, then knead it later."

When it was almost done, she brought a bowl and shoveled the mashed potatoes into the bowl.

The oil and salt of the people in the mountains are expensive, but fortunately, this food does not consume much oil and salt.

She put a little salt flower in it, dripped a few drops of canola oil, and replaced it with a little water to make the contents of the bowl semi-viscous.

"Auntie, please pass me the wild vegetable scum over there." Yang Ruoqing said.

Ah Hao Niang hurriedly handed it over, and Yang Ruoqing put the wild vegetable foam in, and cracked an egg in it.

Ah Hao Niang took the eggs from the chicken coop earlier, when cooking porridge earlier, Ah Hao Niang wanted to boil the eggs for Yang Ruoqing to eat.

She was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

We eat together, share together, is really happy.

Crack the eggs into the mashed potatoes, add a little garlic powder and dried red chili powder, and Yang Ruoqing stirs them evenly.

"Ah, this bowl looks really nice, red, green, yellow, it looks like a dyeing workshop!"

Ah Hao Niang came over, looked at the bowl in Yang Ruoqing's hand, and said tut-tsk.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Then, together with Ah Hao Niang, she took off the hanging pot and put it aside, directly hung the previous iron plate on the flame to heat and bake.

Guessing that it was almost done, she scooped up the contents of the bowl with a big spoon and carefully placed it on the iron plate.

'Zi...'

The moment the hot iron plate touches the food, it makes a fierce and cheerful sound.

Yang Ruoqing swiftly placed the ingredients in the bowl evenly on the iron plate, one after the other, with a distance of half a finger's width between them.

It's like... like making cookies.

After a while, she turned them over with the chopsticks in her hand, switched them on the other side and continued to fry them.

When it was turned over, it revealed a golden color and a little burnt shell.

Because oil was put in when blending before, and it was lubricated by egg liquid.

So this time, it doesn't stick to the iron plate very much, and the color is good-looking, and it can also be shaped.

Of course, the most important thing is that there is Yang Ruoqing, a master who can easily control the heat.

When Ah Hao finished his bow and arrows and prepared his outfit for going over mountains and mountains tomorrow, he returned to the house.

As soon as I entered the door, I was greeted by a scent that I had never smelled before.

"What's so fragrant?" Ah Hao couldn't help sniffing a few more, and asked.

Ah Hao Niang smiled and said, "It's Ah Qing, she's posting potato cakes!"

"Potato cakes?"

Ah Hao looked at Yang Ruoqing with novelty on his face.

I happened to see her shoveling golden-yellow, palm-sized things from the iron plate into the bowl.

"Brother Ahao, try one and see how it tastes."

She brought the bowl to Ah Hao, and said with a smile.

Ah Hao came back to his senses, looked at the tempting pancakes in the bowl in front of him, couldn't help but took one and took a bite.

"hiss……"

He couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Oh, this cake is a bit hot, Brother Ahao, be careful!" Yang Ruoqing warned.

Ahao waved his hands a little embarrassedly: "It's okay, it's okay."

Then, he blew a few times, opened his mouth and took a bite, chewing in his mouth.

"How is it? Is the taste still good?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Ahao nodded again and again, every nerve on his face seemed to be trying to stretch.

It makes people feel a kind of incomparable comfort and enjoyment.

Knowing the answer, Yang Ruoqing quickly took another piece for Ah Hao Niang.

"Aunt, you eat a piece too."

"Eh, okay."

The woman also took a piece and bit her mouth lightly, eating carefully and feeling it slowly.

"Ah Qing's skill is really amazing!" Ah Hao Niang praised.

"They are all potatoes. The method is different, the ingredients are different, and the taste of the food is also different."

"Ah Qing, your cooking skills are really good. In our Heiyan village, those chefs who specialize in cooking for weddings and weddings may not be as good as you!" the woman praised again.

On the side, Ah Hao also nodded while eating.

With something in his mouth, he agreed with his mother's words with vague words.

Hearing the praise from mother and son, Yang Ruoqing smiled very satisfied.

"To be honest, I actually run a restaurant in Daqi, and I also have a branch in Xiushui Town." Yang Ruoqing smiled and said.

"One day in the future, if Auntie and Brother Ahao have a chance to go to Xiushui Town, I will definitely invite you to my family's restaurant for a big meal!" she said.

Ah Hao's eyes suddenly brightened.

That is the expectation of the outside world.

Ah Hao Niang also showed some yearning, the woman said: "If there is a destiny, we will definitely go, everything depends on God's arrangement."

Yang Ruoqin nodded with a smile.

In the past, I always thought that man can conquer the sky, and I can control my own destiny.

(End of this chapter)