Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8248 Mysterious Ingredients

From the elder sister's point of view, she still hopes that there will be fewer quarrels in the younger sister's family. The family members, the elders and the younger generations live under the same roof. If they can tolerate and tolerate each other, try to tolerate each other as much as possible. Unless there are principled issues that cannot be compromised, other trivial matters such as eating, drinking, drinking, and drinking are not necessary. Too fussy.

"Sister, have a snack. This is the fruit I fried this morning. You can try it if it's sweet."

While in a trance, Xiaoduo brought a large plate of snowflake fruits to the front of her face, each one was as golden as finger fritters, and covered with a layer of white icing sugar.

"Looking at it gives me an appetite, I'll try it."

She took one and took a bite, ouch, it's really crunchy, fragrant and sweet.

"Isn't it delicious?" Xiaoduo asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing gave Xiaoduo a thumbs up with the other hand, "It can't be better, Duo'er, your craftsmanship has really improved to a new level."

Xiaoduo smiled brightly, and went to greet the others next to Shun'er with a snack plate.

Especially when you are in front of children, you have to grab a few handfuls and stuff them in the children's pockets.

Da Sun took one in each hand, smiled and said: "Duo'er, you are really bad, you purposely greeted us with such a delicious fruit, so that we can save a few bowls of rice later, don't you?"

Of course Xiaoduo knew that Dasun was joking with her, so she also smiled and said: "Did my aunt see all this? Oh, my plot has failed!"

Everyone laughed.

After eating the candy in her hand, Mrs. Sun stood up, "I'm done eating, Duo'er, I'll cook for you."

Xiaoduo shook her head hastily, "Mother, no need, I've cooked all the dishes, just roll them in the pot before dinner."

Both Yang Ruoqing and He Lian'er said: "With us here, do you still need your help? You and my eldest aunt are here as guests today, so it's good to sit down."

Mrs. Sun also held Mrs. Sun back: "You just let them go, we two sit and eat sweet fruits, and we will be guests again!"

In the small kitchen next door, rice was simmering in the big pot, and the small pot outside was also steaming, with a tangy aroma.

In the corner of the wall next to the pot table, there are three small clay stoves side by side. On the three small clay stoves are small iron pots and clay pots, and each container is bubbling and bubbling, and all kinds of scents are entangled. Together, Yang Ruoqing, who had just stepped into the kitchen and was still holding a sweet fruit, paused, her nostrils buzzed, and the sweet fruit in her hand immediately lost its fragrance.

"My dear mother, Duo'er, are you cooking a New Year's Eve dinner? It's so fragrant, are you still allowed to live?"

Yang Ruoqing took a few mouthfuls of the aroma, feeling hungry.

He Lian'er also covered her mouth and smiled.

Not to mention, she was hungry after sniffing.

Xiao Duo was about to introduce to Yang Ruoqing and He Lian'er which of these fragrant dishes, Yang Ruoqing suddenly raised her hand to interrupt her: "Duoer, don't spoil, let me reveal the answer myself."

Xiaoduo was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything, sister, you can see for yourself."

At this time, Yang Ruoqing directly possessed Liu Shi, and stuffed half of the sweet fruit in her hand into her mouth, her cheeks bulging.

Then he rolled up his sleeves and walked to the three small clay stoves with meteoric strides. First, he lifted the wooden lid on the small iron pot...

Pieces of golden chicken are hidden under green and red peppers and garlic, and the fragrant soup is covered with a circle of pancakes made of wheat flour.

"Ground pot chicken discus, wow, the essence is all in this cake, so delicious!"

"It's really delicious. This chicken looks good when it's grilled. It's very soft at first glance." Standing behind Yang Ruoqing, He Lian'er was also full of surprise.

"I'll take a look at what's cooking on the second clay stove." Yang Ruoqing put the lid on the wooden pot again, then grabbed the rag next to it and wrapped it around the lid of the crock pot.

"Wow, this is... sauced pig's trotters, served for our father and the others." Xiaoduo reminded behind him.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, this dish is their men's favorite, she is not very interested in it.

Even if the pig's trotters are stewed into red sauce, they look very bouncy at first glance, they taste full of collagen, and they can also beautify the skin... But this is not her style.

However, she still likes the soybeans that are embellished in it. They are soft and rotten, absorbing the essence of pig's trotters, and the taste is very delicious.

But many years of experience told her that soybeans should not be eaten too much, because if you eat too much, you will fart more, and it is the kind of rotten eggs.

"Father and the others must be happy. They're going to drink a few more glasses of wine at noon. Lian'er, don't you think so?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

He Lian'er nodded, "That's right, this is a famous appetizer in restaurants!"

As the lid of the last clay stove was lifted, guess what Yang Ruoqing saw!
"This is……"

For a moment, she couldn't recognize what it was.

He Lian'er was also aroused by Yang Ruoqing's reaction, so she leaned over and watched together.

The white soup is dotted with a few bright red wolfberries. Obviously, the wolfberry is not the protagonist of this dish. The protagonist is the round, plump ones, half of which are submerged in the soup and the other half are floating on the soup surface. It is about the size of an egg, with clear spider web-like lines on the surface, and the mouth is tied with silk thread, like a large lucky bag, but it is rounder and fuller than a lucky bag.

Moreover, among the many intertwined aromas in this kitchen, the aroma of this dish is the most tantalizing, and it is the protagonist of all the ingredients in the kitchen. If this is a movie, then the chili, ginger, garlic, wolfberry, etc. If it is a supporting role, then the pig's trotters and ground pot chicken are the leading actors, and the round things in front of me are the leading actors, the leading actors in the leading roles, the ones who carry the handle, and the ones who carry the big beams.

"What kind of food is this? It's the first time I've grown up." He Lian'er muttered to herself again.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's not just you? I, who runs a restaurant, have never seen it before!"

Behind her, Xiaoduo covered her mouth and giggled.

Yang Ruoqing turned her head to look at her: "Duo'er, this could be your own food!"

Xiaoduo lowered her hands, feeling a little proud, "That's right, I did create it myself."

Knowing that her natal family is coming to visit today, she and Xiang Shengnan took a long time to fall asleep last night, lying in bed talking for a long time.

One of the links is to cook some dishes to greet everyone today, Xiaoduo thought, to cook some innovative dishes.

In the end, Xiang Shengnan was the inspiration for this dish.

"Oh my god, have you learned to create your own? All right, Duo'er!"

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes with a smile, and looked around.

"Sister, are you looking for this?"

Duo'er directly handed over a pair of chopsticks.

Yang Ruoqing took it: "You still understand me. It's useless to look at this dish with my piercing eyes. I have to borrow the magic weapon of chopsticks to identify it."

After finishing speaking, he ordered He Lian'er: "Lian'er, bring me a bowl."

The bowl was quickly brought over, Yang Ruoqing directly picked up a round object and put it in the bowl, held it in front of her, pulled it with her chopsticks, and poked it lightly.

It is very elastic and tenacious, like a pig's stomach but not a calf.

"Sister, if you still can't see it, just cut it open and try it!" Xiaoduo said aside.

Yang Ruoqing was waiting for these words, and hurriedly told He Lian'er, "Help me hold the bowl."

Then, she directly pulled out a willow leaf knife from her waist.

(End of this chapter)