Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 93 Silly Goose (two more)

"Mother, you cook the rice in the big pot first, and I will weigh these two pheasants!"

In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing picked up the weighing pole and weighed the two pheasants she caught the next day one by one.

The big one weighs nearly five pounds.The small one, three and a half pounds!

"Mother, let's slaughter this little one tonight, how about the stewed soup?" Yang Ruoqing asked Sun's opinion.

Mrs Sun said: "Wow, pheasants are rare things, and the chicken soup is said to be fresh! Three and a half catties of pheasants are enough for us!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Mr. Sun said again: "The big one, are you going to sell it in the market town? It should be able to sell for a lot of money, right?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded and said, "The price of pheasant is the same as that of rice field eel, which is about 150 Wen per catty. This pheasant weighs [-] catties, and it can be sold for [-] Wen!"

"My family's Qing'er is really capable!" Sun shi praised, while washing rice neatly.

Eating pure white rice is too extravagant for the Zhuang households.

As usual, Sun's rice mixed with wild vegetables.

Over there, Yang Ruoqing shook her head and said, "This big pheasant is no longer for sale. When I look back, I want Duke Ga to take it back to Sunjiagou District, and give it to my grandmother, my aunt, and my cousins ​​to try it out!"

Sun shi was stunned, and then looked at Yang Ruoqing with a look of relief: "My family Qinger is really filial!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "That's a must! Mother, let's do things separately. You come to slaughter the pheasants, and I'll go to the well in the yard to kill the eels!"

"Okay, wait for me to stuff the bottom of the stove with hard wood!"

The girls act separately.

Sun plucked the pheasant's hair, took out the internal organs and put it aside, and then cleaned the chicken.

Chop them into pieces, put them in a crock pot, put a few slices of ginger in them, cover the crock pot, and stuff the whole thing into the stove.

This kind of crock pot, resistant to high temperature, is usually stuffed into the stove to simmer soup.

When the rice is cooked, the pheasant is cooked.The soup simmered in this crock pot has a special fragrance, soft and soft, and it makes people memorable!

Sun's side had just placed it as a crock pot, and Yang Ruoqing also entered the house with the eel that was hurriedly packed.

"Qing'er, the pheasants are simmering, and those chicken hearts, chicken livers, chicken intestines, stewed chicken intestines, I put them aside according to your explanation. What do you think?"

Sun pointed to a pile of chicken offal on the ground and asked Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing put down the eel in her hand and said to the Sun family: "The mountain man has his own plan, I'll come!"

"Then I'll fry the eel?" Mrs Sun asked.

"Sure, mother remember to add more chili peppers and minced garlic in, the eel can take those!" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Mother knows, you girl has a strong taste, so you like salty and spicy food!"

Sun shi smiled and ignited the fire in the small stove outside, put a little oil in the pot, and prepared to burn the eel.

Here, Yang Ruoqing first went to grab a handful of corn brought by Lao Suntou this time, and soaked it in clear water.Grabbed another handful of peanuts and put them aside.

Then he rolled up his sleeves and squatted on the ground to serve chicken offal.

Wash the chicken heart, liver and chicken ravioli, cut into thin slices.

Remove the dirt from the chicken intestines, then use chopsticks to insert it and turn it over, and carefully brush it several times.

Make sure there is no odor at all, and then cut into small pieces.

Shred onion, ginger and garlic, dry chili for use.

"Mother, where did you put the vegetables that Duke Ga brought?" Yang Ruoqing asked Sun again.

This old grandson came over with a sack.

It contains soybeans, peanuts, corn kernels, and some cabbage, spinach, lettuce, dried chili...

"It's here!"

Mr. Sun paused the spatula, turned around and took a bamboo basket from the cabinet and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

Vegetables are really in it!

Yang Ruoqing took a lettuce and put the peeled skin aside to feed the only old hen at home.

Then cut the washed lettuce into bright and transparent thin slices and set aside for later use.

Looking at the eel in the pot, the eel that had been penetrated by the soy sauce had an attractive dark red sheen, and the thick soup was muttering, as if singing a happy tune.

Yang Ruoqing reckoned that the pot would be ready in four or five minutes, so she took this opportunity to grab two handfuls of cabbage and spinach and went to the well to clean them.

When she cleaned the vegetables and returned to the stove, the eel was already in the pot, and the stove was fragrant.

"Qing'er, what will you cook next?"

"I'll make a stir-fried chicken offal!" Yang Ruoqing said.

This dish, which she liked to eat in her previous life, is fragrant, spicy, and full of excitement.

Mr. Sun sat at the stove and fanned the fire.

Yang Ruoqing also wore an apron around her waist, put a little rapeseed oil in the hot pan and let it fry.

After frying to a certain extent, Yang Ruoqing pushed the chopped onion, ginger, garlic, dried chili, peanuts and soaked corn into the oil pan.

"Squeak..."

A crisp sound.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the spatula and waved it around, making people dazzled and impervious to wind and rain.

With her waving, the chili peppers and the onion, ginger, and garlic powder blended with each other at high temperature, and the rapeseed oil was used as a bridge of communication, sublimating the spicy fragrance of the room!

"Ah!"

Suddenly there was a loud sneeze at the door of the kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing looked up and saw a tall figure standing at the door of the kitchen.

Beside him stood two little boys of different sizes.

Isn't it Luo Fengtang and Xiao An!

"Yeah? Tang Yazi, are you here?"

Sun hurriedly rushed over to greet him, his eyes full of joy, and the smile went straight from the bottom of his eyes to the bottom of his heart.

"Three aunts."

Luo Fengtang called out to Mrs Sun sternly, but with a pair of eyes, she couldn't help but crossed Mrs. Sun and looked at Yang Ruoqing in front of the pot in the kitchen.

The girl's not graceful waist is surrounded by an apron.

A soybean oil lamp was lit on the pot table, the light was dim, and the girl was waving the spatula in her hand.

As if knowing that he was looking at him, she turned her head towards him, her face flushed.

She smiled at him, her teeth white and her eyes bright.

The way the fat girl cooks is so pretty!

"Tangyazi, it's spicy here, you'd better go to my father's house next door to sit, and the meal will be ready in a while!"

Sun's voice sounded again.

Luo Fengtang suddenly came back to his senses and realized his gaffe. He hurriedly lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at the pot platform.

"What? Aunt San, what did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly."

"Hehe, I said that this kitchen has a strong spiciness. Be careful of choking you. Go sit in the next room. Your third uncle and Duke Qing'er are both here!" Sun shi said again with a smile.

"Oh, good, good!"

Luo Fengtang turned around, out of the corner of his eyes couldn't help but glance at Guotai again.

Not knowing what he stepped on, he stumbled and almost fell.

Fortunately, he was strong and able to hold the door frame next to him.

"Tangyazi, are you alright? Watch out for your steps!" Sun asked with a nervous expression on his face.

"No, nothing!"

Luo Fengtang blushed and fled to the next room with her head down a little embarrassed.

Mr. Sun followed and poured tea.

In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing couldn't hold it any longer, and laughed.

This silly boy is really a dumb goose!

Xiao An blinked her big eyes, tilted her head and said to Yang Ruoqing, "Sister, I saw it. Brother Fengtang Fangcai almost tripped because he saw you went!"

"I tripped him!"

Daan frowned.

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Da An: "What are you doing to stumble him?"

"Why not!"

Daan's tone seemed to be a little pissed off, and he turned his head out of the stove after putting down those words.

Yang Ruoqing was left confused.

(End of this chapter)