Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 14 No.14: Go to the town again

When the oil in the pan was heated up, Song Qiu put the fish pieces in and fried them until golden brown on both sides, then added the chopped ginger and garlic and stir-fried together.

There is no extra seasoning. Throw in the chopped green onion, then put the chili tube in, stir fry for a while, and finally sprinkle a few grains of salt, then mix in a small amount of water, cover with a bamboo pole, and simmer.

The old Yuan has been watching, but after looking at it, she can't see what she is doing. What is this method?

Can the chili be cut into pieces and cooked one by one?

While it was simmering in the pot, Song Qiu went outside to the vegetable garden and picked another tender loofah, peeled the skin with a knife, cut it into slices and put it away.

At this time, the pot was almost ready, she lifted the bamboo stand, steam came out, with a scent, the golden fish pieces in the pot were wrapped in green chili tubes, bubbling and bubbling.

Old Yuan Shi sniffed, "Not to mention, it smells delicious! Aqiu, I remember that you cooked a meal last time, and all the green vegetables were fried. How come you haven't cooked it for a long time, and your skills have improved?"

"Maybe it's a sudden enlightenment!" Song Qiu took a mouthful guiltyly, and took a pottery bowl to cook the chilli fish pieces.

"It's not certain! Really! You are blessed by the Buddha, and it may not be certain if you are enlightened." The old Yuan Shi was serious, and couldn't help but made a gesture of clasping his hands upwards, saying Read a Buddhist name.

"After the Dragon Boat Festival next month, Songshan Temple will definitely be lively. Let's go there that day, and we will pay our respects to the Buddha. Thank him for blessing you!"

Song Qiu replied irresponsibly, thinking that the Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, she still has a craft, maybe she can earn a small amount of money.

Clean the pot, heat it up, and put in the oil. Song Qiu only put in a little bit of oil at the moment, the amount of oil on the top of a fingernail, no more.

For soup, you don't need too much oil.

Heat the oil, Song Qiu pours in the two egg yolks that were just separated and fry for a while, then pour in the loofah and stir fry, and finally add water to the pot.

Put a few shreds of ginger to enhance the taste, and sprinkle with a little salt to make it work.

Soon, the soup boiled, and Song Qiu filled the loofah and egg soup, "Okay, grandma, let's get rid of the firewood, we can eat!"

"Where is the rice?" Old Yuan asked.

Song Qiu was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he had started cooking as soon as he came up and forgot to cook.

Old Yuan Shi laughed, "I just see you as a little confused, you can't remember."

"Girl, you didn't remind me." Song Qiu followed suit with a smile, "Now we have to wait a long time for cooking, so let's just eat vegetables for this meal! Drink soup!"

Old Yuan said in his heart that I reminded you what to do, you have to teach yourself a lesson, so that you can remember it, or you will forget it next time.

Withdrew the firewood in the stove hole, simmered water in the pot, and washed the dishes later.

A dish of stewed fish cubes with chili, and a bowl of loofah egg soup, and dinner is ready.

Old Yuan Shi has long wanted to taste what this fish tastes like, so he took a piece of it with chopsticks and tasted it when it was on the table.

Then he couldn't stop nodding and said: "Well, not bad, delicious."

Song Qiu also tasted it herself, but found it to be unsatisfactory, not her level at all, the fragrance is fragrant, and it has a taste, but in the end, only salt was added for seasoning, and the taste was not good enough.

But it's much more delicious than the one made with her milk.

Old Yuan also praised sincerely, "Your craftsmanship is better than milk! Like your mother, you can cook well."

She kills fish well, like her father, and cooks well, like her mother.

Her grandma really never leaves her parents, unlike other people, this kind of thing is too sad, and they are afraid to mention it.

Song Qiu couldn't help thinking, if her parents were all present, what would this family be like?
It must be warm and happy, and she will probably smile even more.

But in fact, her father had passed away for almost ten years, and she didn't even have his appearance in her memory.

And her mother has been gone for almost two years. In my memory, she is a strong and gentle woman, not tall, well-spoken, diligent and pragmatic.

Song Qiu wrapped a few pieces of fish with clean vegetable leaves as usual, and went up the mountain with Zhang Lihua before handing them to her.

"My grandma bought a fish and I cooked it. You can try it."

"It's fish, I haven't eaten fish for a long time!" Zhang Lihua burst into laughter instantly, took the fish pieces wrapped in vegetable leaves, and ate them with gusto.

Nodding while eating, "Aqiu, did you cook it? Why is it so delicious!"

Song Qiu pursed his lips and smiled, and began to pick up the mushrooms.

There were fewer mushrooms in the afternoon than in the morning. After picking them all afternoon, I only picked up half of the basket, and Zhang Lihua rushed over to help sell the basket, which was almost full.

Zhang Lihua didn't secretly divide the mushrooms he picked up every day for Song Qiu to sell, once every few days was enough.

Going down the mountain and going home, I washed all the fungus out of the mountain and carried them back to sell. There was still a full basket, and the old Yuan picked a few tender loofahs, two wax gourds with long calves, and a few slaps. The size of tender pumpkins.

After talking to Wu Wujin about going to town tomorrow, the grandparents and grandson ate a bowl of porridge full of salt, and then took a rest early.

Still before Yin's time, old Yuan got up, followed by Song Qiu, the grandfather and grandson still carried a small pannier and a big pannier, locked the courtyard door, and went down the gentle slope under the moonlight.

Fewer people went to town today than that day, and the ox carts were not so crowded. Song Qiu felt a lot more comfortable now, at least not so boring.

Still drowsy and drowsy, he came back from a doze, and when he woke up again, he was almost at the entrance of the town.

There were fewer people pulling the ox carts, and they walked a little faster than last time, and the time to arrive at the entrance of the town was actually a little earlier than that day.

All the way into the town, Wu Jin collected the fare one by one, and went to the Surabaya pier in a hurry.

And Song Qiu tightened his pannier, and followed the old Yuan to the market in Ankangfang.

Arrived a little early today, and there were still a few good seats in front, old Yuan quickly handed over the booth, and walked swiftly, dragging Song Qiu over to occupy a seat.

After laying out all the things I had carried, I sat for a while, and gradually people came to the morning market.

Song Qiu hurriedly followed suit and began to sell.

Soon, someone came in front of the stall, "I didn't see you when I came to the fair yesterday, but I'm here today. Is there any chicken fir fungus today?"

But this person was the steward who bought their Collagen fir fungus that day. As soon as he entered the market, he heard Song Qiu's hawking, and immediately followed the sound.

All the masters and masters in the house love to eat fresh food, so it really takes a lot of thought for him to buy daily vegetables.

It's hard to find chicken fir fungus. He's been looking for it for so long this year, but he only bought a few catties from his grandparents. Seeing them coming again, he naturally wanted to ask.

"The chicken fir fungus is hard to find, and there is none here today. Master, look at our winter melon, how fresh and tender? There are also tender pumpkins and tender loofahs, why don't you have some?" Old Yuan hurriedly greeted with a smile .

When the steward heard that there was nothing wrong with it, he looked around and didn't see the colpodium fungus, so he couldn't help being a little disappointed, but he still had to buy the vegetables, and the wax gourd was indeed fresh.

"Weigh these two wax gourds for me."

(End of this chapter)