Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

Chapter 52 Fried Dumplings

After the house was purified by Xu Erniang's magic, Xu Yue took out the broom, dustpan, trash can, and bucket from the laboratory, and the three brothers and sisters performed a deep cleaning of the new home.

When the cleaning was finished and the luggage was taken out and put away, it was already completely dark.

There was no oil lamp at home, so Xu Dalang lit a torch and stuck it outside the door frame. The slight cold wind blew the flame, and all kinds of dark shadows in the house danced along with it.

If her brothers and sisters were not at home, Xu Yue felt that she would not have the courage to stay alone in this gloomy house like a haunted house.

Obviously this flickering light and shadow is far less frightening than a battlefield full of corpses, but people's fear is sometimes so strange.

Parents haven't come back yet, but the three brothers and sisters are already hungry, and millet porridge is cooking on the small stove, so they can't move until they come back.

Xu Yue remembered the small gas stove in the small kitchen of the research room, took it out, and put it on the open space in the middle of the room.

Suddenly, he remembered that he had put a frying pan under the kitchen counter, and the spirit body went into the research room to find it, and there really was it.

Xu Yue also took out the half box of unfinished quick-frozen dumplings, Xu Dalang and Xu Erniang approached curiously.

I saw Xu Yue "click", and I don't know what mechanism was pressed, and a blue flame ignited on the strange metal shelf, and Xu Erniang gasped in shock.

"What kind of magic is this?" She looked at Xu Yue in surprise and asked.

Xu Yue put the pan on the gas stove, brushed oil into the pan and joked, "This is not magic, it's a gas that can burn."

Xu Erniang was even more shocked, is there such a magical gas?
The pot heated up, and the vegetable oil bubbled up in the pot, making a "sizzling" sound.

Seeing that the heat was almost ready, Xu Yue put the quick-frozen dumplings in the lunch box into the pot and turned them over with a small wooden spatula. The dumplings were gradually fried to a golden color.

Soon, a smell of oil mixed with the smell of meat wafted out. Xu Dalang watched eagerly, his throat moved, and "Gulu" swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

"What is this?" Xu Erniang asked curiously while restraining her hand that was about to move.

Xu Yue tilted her head and smiled at her: "Dumplings, minced pork and cabbage are wrapped in the tough dough, fried in oil until golden on both sides, it becomes a fried dumpling, a bite will leave a fragrance on your lips and teeth."

"Hiss..." Xu Yue said that she was greedy, and couldn't help but sucked her saliva.

Xu Erniang remembered that her younger sister had a dream in which she took her arm as a dumpling and bit the saliva in one hand, she suddenly understood,
"It turns out that these are dumplings, no wonder you are drooling in your dreams."

"Are you ready? Are you ready to eat?" Xu Erniang urged.

Xu Yue turned the dumplings again, and seeing that they were almost ready, she used a small wooden spatula to put the fried dumplings into a plastic lunch box, turned off the fire, and put the gas stove back.

At this time, there was a noise in the courtyard, and the three brothers and sisters looked over, and it was Xu Da and Wang who had returned.

Mrs. Wang kicked open the door with both hands full, including cushions and quilts, as well as some daily necessities such as pots and pans.

Xu Da followed behind, with a desk on his head, several long wooden boards in each hand, and a box full of new tools on his back.

Seeing Xu Yue, she hurriedly asked Xu Dalang to go over and pick it up, put down the fried dumplings by herself, and followed to the yard.

Wang moved the things to Westinghouse, and Xu Erniang unloaded the things with her.

Xu Da and Xu Dalang went to MadeIn's main room, Xu Yue followed behind them and saw that there was nothing to help, so she went to look at the toolbox that Dad carried back.

There are axes, hammers, pliers, planers, ink fountains, locking plates and other common woodworking tools.

Xu Da asked Xu Dalang to help him unload the boards and desks to the corner, turned around and saw his daughter squatting next to the toolbox, and explained helplessly:
"Obviously you can ask someone to help you make ready-made ones, but your mother insists on buying tools and doing it yourself, saying that she doesn't like the craftsmanship of other carpenters."

"Ma'am, can you make furniture?" Xu Yue turned her head and looked into the yard in amazement. Xu Erniang was scooping up water for Wang to wash her hands and face.

Mrs. Wang laughed, and first mocked Xu Da, "Your father thought that he would lose money if he had too much money in his pocket, and he didn't know how outrageous the carpenter's asking price was."

"The blueprints you draw are not common in the first place, and there is nothing wrong with asking higher prices for the specially made ones." Xu Da replied unwillingly to be outdone.

Mrs. Wang was too lazy to argue with him about the matter that the two had argued all the way without any result. She smiled and said to her daughter who was squatting in front of the toolbox and looked up to her with a look of admiration:
"Is there anything you want, young lady? As long as it's not too complicated, I will make it for you."

As long as there are materials and tools, it is no problem to build a mecha.It is that this backward ancient time has no fuel, and it may not be seen to fly in this life.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Wang felt a little lost, but soon cheered up again, and said to Xu Dalang and Xu Erniang: "You are the same, you can tell me what furniture you want."

They are all children, so they have to be treated equally. If one has one, the other two cannot be left behind.

Xu Da sneered: "Don't exhaust yourself to death, and start assigning Lao Tzu to work for you"

Xu Yue looked at her father with amused rebuttal in a low voice, got up and said to A Niang:
"I haven't figured out what furniture to make yet. Let's eat first. If it's cold, it won't taste good."

Thinking of the delicious fried dumplings, Xu Dalang clenched his fists excitedly: "Eat!"

Mrs. Wang and Xu smelled the unusual fragrance early in the morning, and curiously asked Xu Yue what delicious food she made.

Xu Erniang quickly replied: "Dumplings, fried dumplings!"

The family walked into the west room, millet porridge was warming on the small stove, and a box of fried dumplings was placed on the wooden board beside the stove.

Just looking at the plastic lunch box Xu Da knew that Xu Yue took it out of her mysterious space again.

Thinking of the Kung Pao Chicken I ate last time, I immediately had infinite expectations for the fried dumplings in this lunch box.

Xu Erniang brought over the ceramic bowl and wooden chopsticks newly bought by Mrs. Wang, and Xu Yue held up the wooden spoon and each served a bowl of porridge.

There are ten fried dumplings, exactly two per person.

A family of five gathered in front of the small stove and had dinner!
Xu Erniang couldn't wait to taste the fried dumplings, but she didn't know how to use chopsticks very well, so the fried dumplings still stayed in the bowl after trying for a long time, anxious and angry.

Seeing that my father and mother had already eaten the fried dumplings, showing a wonderful expression, they almost cried.

Xu Da deliberately chewed the dumplings in his mouth to make a little noise, and then smiled at Xu Erniang's clumsy appearance of chopsticks.

It wasn't until Wang Shi slapped the back of his head with a slap that he remembered that he was a loving old father.

"Come, come, daddy will teach you, you can see that chopsticks are used like this, not by holding them, but by cleverness..." Xu Da showed Xu Erniang a serious demonstration.

Xu Erniang looked at him resentfully, and questioned her soul, "Can't father feed my daughter a bite first, and then learn it slowly?"

By the time she learns how to use chopsticks, the fried dumplings will be completely cold!
(End of this chapter)