Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 21 No.20 One Word: Dinner
This choking smell is really uncomfortable, the young Shidan'er choked his nose full, only felt that his nose was burning, opened his mouth and started to cry, old Deng couldn't coax him, he choked too I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't care about anything else.

Old Yuan Shi coughed several times, and couldn't help shouting into the kitchen: "Aqiu, what are you burning? It's so choking?"

In the stove, the peppers in the pot were baked until the skin was crispy and the meat was rotten. The pepper seeds inside overflowed and entangled with the pepper skin, and the choking smell reached a peak.

Song Qiu didn't hold back and covered her mouth and coughed twice. When she heard her screaming outside, she poked her head out, "Grandma, I'm frying peppers! It'll be ready soon, so I won't choke anymore!"

Fried peppers?
When old Yuan heard this, he was full of surprise.

"This chili can still be fried? Why is it so choking when it is fried? Our family pounded the eggplant together, and it didn't taste so choking?" Old Deng couldn't help muttering.

Old Yuan Shi was also surprised. He didn't care whether he was choking or not, so he walked into the stove with his feet up.

Old Deng was also curious, and hurriedly threw the stone egg to Zhang Lihua to coax him, while he followed.

When the two entered the stove together, salt was added to the soft roasted peppers, and Song Qiuzheng was putting them into an earthen bowl, and pouring water into the pot, the spiciness dissipated a lot.

"What kind of chili is this frying?" Old Yuan Shi and Lao Deng Shi looked at the chili peppers in the bowl. They were almost as rotten as the chili peppers they pounded eggplants, but they could barely see that they were connected as a whole.

The key point is that the spiciness emanating from it is really strong, stronger than the chili pepper that has been steamed and pounded eggplant.

Seeing that both of them were curious, Song Qiu directly put on the chopsticks, what kind of chili was fried, try it.

Old Yuan Shi and Old Deng Shi took a pair of chopsticks each, each took a piece and fed it into their mouths.

"Mom! This is spicy!" Old Deng frowned first.

Old Yuan Shi also nodded, "This is spicy, much more spicy than pounded, but it tastes delicious and delicious."

"What you said is that although it is spicy, it has a burnt aroma, which makes people want to continue eating after eating it. Now I want to eat just a bowl of rice." Old Deng slowly chewed, carefully Taste the spicy aroma of that chili.

The two commented one after another, and then looked at Song Qiu in unison, "Ah Qiu, this chili is fried and eaten like this, where did you learn it?"

Song Qiu blinked and blinked, "I just thought so and fired it like that! Who else should I learn from?"

Mrs. Deng listened, and couldn't help saying to Mrs. Yuan: "You are right first, your Aqiu is talented in cooking!"

Then he looked at Song Qiu again, "Aqiu, how did you fry the peppers? I'll also pick a handful and ask your aunt to make it. She's also making supper."

Song Qiu didn't hide his secrets, he just told the way in this way, and the old Mrs. Deng heard it, and immediately went to his vegetable garden.

Old Yuan's mountain fungus hadn't finished cleaning, so he went out too.

Song Qiu then washed the pot, put oil in the pot, patted the garlic and put it in to fry until fragrant, then added the eggplant and stir-fried, washed the eggplant into the pot, and washed the oil clean like a sponge.

It takes a lot of oil to make this dish, but Song Qiu didn't dare to use oil like before, so when the eggplant was put into the pot, it would absorb faster.

When the long beans were put into the pot, the pot was dry without any oil.

There was no other way, Song Qiu had no choice but to fry it.

When the eggplant was half-soft and the long beans were deep-fried, Song Qiu added a proper amount of salt and stir-fried evenly, then poured half of the earlier rice soup into it, covered it with a wooden lid, and simmered.

When Mrs. Yuan cleaned the mushrooms and put everything away, the roasted long beans with eggplant had just been stewed and put into the pot.

Song Qiu took two earthen bowls and scraped off the deliciously stewed rice in the iron pot, even the bottom of the rice crust, and filled two big bowls full of rice.

"Grandma, it's time to eat!"

Old Yuan replied, went into the kitchen, and sat down at the dining table.

I saw a large bowl of dry rice in front of one person, with crispy rice, and the smell of rice, which made people feel greedy.

Look at the three bowls of dishes on the table, a bowl of bright red, small tomato petals with meringue soaked in the soup, a bowl of roasted peppers with crispy pepper skin, and a bowl of stewed long beans with eggplant, rice soup with juice, Looking smooth and bright, they are all very delicious dishes.

Braised long beans with eggplant, Mrs. Yuan also made it herself, so she picked up the chopsticks and tasted this first.

The eggplant and long beans were so soft that they melted in the mouth, and they were wrapped in a fresh fragrance, which was really delicious.

"How do you make this roasted long bean with eggplant? Why is it so much better than mine? What kind of seasoning did you put in it? It tastes much smoother and tastes better." Old Yuan couldn't help asking.

Song Qiuzheng took a mouthful of half a tomato and a mouthful of rice, his mouth was full, the tomato mixed with the soup filled his mouth and accompanied by the fragrant rice, he felt refreshed all over his mouth.

It's too much to eat.

"I didn't put any seasoning, we only have oil, salt, ginger and garlic. Don't you know about milk? Well, I just put one more thing than your milk."

Thinking of the dried eggplant roasted long beans made by her milk, which were still crunchy and juicy, Song Qiu couldn't help laughing in his heart, they all cook the same thing, some people just don't do it very well , this is talent.

Old Yuan's eyes widened, full of curiosity, "What is it?"

"Here, this is it." Song Qiu pointed to the half bowl of rice soup on the side, and she was going to make crispy rice later.

Seeing that it was rice soup with blanched rice, old Yuan was also surprised, "Would it be delicious if you put rice soup in it?"

Then I silently remembered it in my heart, thinking that next time I make it myself, I will also remember to put rice soup.

But after thinking about it, this rice soup can only be eaten by cooking dry rice, can you still eat dry rice all at once?
But this rice is really delicious.

Old Yuan Shi sighed in his heart, thinking that he must save money well. When the time comes, even if he doesn't eat dry rice every meal, it will be good to eat for a few days.

Ah Qiu's body is still a little too thin, and eating dry rice is better than eating porridge.

The rice is really delicious, plus today's three bowls of dishes, one is better than the other, so that the grandparents and grandchildren opened their bellies today and ate heartily.

This is more exciting than eating meat.

In the end, old Yuan made tomato soup, the sweet and sour taste was very suitable for her taste, she took two mouthfuls of rice, and finally couldn't help saying: "Ah Qiu, from now on, you can cook for our family." , Grandma will help you."

It doesn't matter whether the dishes are good or not, the key is that they are delicious.

Look at her family, Aqiu, who only uses vegetables from the vegetable garden, without any meaty smell, and can make people so satisfied.

It is also a pleasure to eat this delicious taste without meat.

There was only crispy rice left in Song Qiu's bowl, and he soaked half a bowl of rice soup. He was sweating profusely while eating the spicy pepper skin. Hearing what her grandma said, he couldn't help but squinted his eyes, "Okay ! I will do it in the future!”

Tonight, he ate too much at noon, old Yuan was afraid that he would not be able to sleep later, so after tidying up the stove together with Song Qiu, he took Song Qiu for a walk in the yard to digest food.

There was also a choking smell coming from the Zhang family next door, who had just had dinner and was in the yard.

At this time, a mule-drawn cart came unsteadily from outside the village, drove up the gentle slope, and came towards the foot of the mountain.

(End of this chapter)