Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 142.
This answer really surprised Seventh Cousin:
"The sophora japonica bamboo shoots are also from your field?"

Ulan was very proud: "Yes, there are a few acacia trees in the back mountain, and there are many bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest!"

For this answer, Seventh Cousin was only surprised for a moment, and quickly accepted it.

It's not unusual for a mountain to produce something. When he was a chef, he traveled all over the world and went to a village. The fish in that village was delicious!

Nowadays, there are people who are willing to pay a thousand dollars a catty.

It's a pity that a factory was built in the village later, and the river stinks, so naturally there are no more fish.

In short, he couldn't help looking forward to it at the moment, and then wandered into the kitchen to have a look:
"So many people eat, why do you use this small stove?"

The kitchen in the village is quite large. There is a firewood stove against the wall on one side, two large pots on the left and right, and a warm water stove in the middle.

On the other side, a concrete platform was built, with a gas stove on top, and a long pipe connected to the gas tank underneath, which was convenient for cooking.

But for the chef, among other things, the big iron pot that Song Tan was carrying down outside was better than the two big pots on the earthen stove.

It used to be that the big seats in the village had to be built on-site with yellow mud.Of course, it's convenient now, and many people just set up a tin bucket.

But no matter what, the guy must have something big!
Now that Grandpa Seventh Cousin walked into this kitchen, he just felt that he was a little bit overwhelmed.

Ulan is not embarrassed:
"Cousin, you also know that we never thought of inviting so many people at once, and we've been busy recently, so we have to make do."

Seventh Cousin looked at the two aunts outside who were looking over curiously, and now raised his voice slightly:

"Niece and daughter-in-law, Tan Tan paid me to be the chef, so I have to make a request—your kitchen is too small to use it well."

"It's okay to make do with it for the past two days. It will be a long time in the future. You have to find a place in the yard to build a shed for me, and build two stoves underneath."

This requirement is not trivial.

As long as the place of conversation is replaced by any five-star restaurant, the entire back kitchen has to be decided by Seventh Cousin.

But now...he only has the final say on two earthen stoves.

Ulan subconsciously looked at the yard.

To be honest, no matter how big the yard is, it has shrunk step by step since the daughter came back.

In order to make room for packing the dishes, a kennel had to be built, and it had to be convenient for cars to come in and unload...

But eating is a big deal, as long as she thinks about her child's future, she nods without saying a word:

"Don't worry, I'll clean up right away after I've been busy for a while."

Anyway, it's my own homestead, just a shed, and it's a big deal to expand outside.

She is so straightforward, there is no nonsense, and the satisfaction of Seventh Cousin is +2.

That being the case...

"How many people at noon? Have you washed the rice yet? Let me do it."

"Ah?" Ulan was stunned: "Aren't you going to rest for a while?"

Seventh Cousin couldn't help but glance at her, thinking that I have been resting in the urban area for many years, and now that I come across such a delicious dish, I don't want to make a move, am I waiting for you to ruin it with that skill?
Without further ado, he entered the kitchen: "Hurry up, Song Tan, bring in all my seasonings!"

"Pay attention to my jar of bean paste—nephew and daughter-in-law, have you cooked the pork you bought? After it's cooked, I'll slice it up and fry the twice-cooked pork with onion bean paste at noon! I see you bought quite a lot of onions."

No, onions are cheap!
"There are also these bamboo shoots, peel them quickly! Don't throw away the tender bamboo shoots outside. I will chop them into cubes and fry them with chili and garlic cloves as a side dish. It's ready for dinner."

"By the way, time is running out now, so don't keep the slightly older bamboo shoots. If you don't have the time to clean them up, throw them all away. Otherwise, the group of people will gobble up their food and go back to their stomachs without chewing it. It's also a hassle."

Older bamboo shoots are heavy in fiber, and the edges are sharp and tough when eaten. The taste is different from that of young bamboo shoots, but it is not easy to digest.

It is not suitable for the occasion of eating fast food nowadays.

As soon as the Seventh Cousin made a move, he held the spatula like a jade seal, frying whatever he said.

Ulan was stunned for a moment, then raised her voice:

"Qiao Qiao! Qiao Qiao! Come and help your Seventh Cousin!"

Although being an apprentice now doesn't have to wait on you like an apprentice in ancient times, this positive attitude must always be shown, right?
Ulan is very active.

Seventh Cousin thought of the crying bag sitting in the car, and at the moment he vented his anger: "Forget it, let him rest first, he was tired in the morning."

Are you tired?
That rascal!In the car, tears flowed and wailed, tears were wiped away, and she couldn't help sobbing.

This kitchen is so small, it would be a waste if one more person comes.

"It's noon soon, I can't bear to make more trouble, let's tell that silly boy to rest."

Seventh Cousin is very considerate.

However, his words were euphemistic, but Ulan didn't know the cause and effect, and at this moment, he was secretly delighted:

Is my Jojo so cute?After meeting him just now, Seven Cousin's heart ached - oh, this master is right!
The two looked at each other, both happy.

...

Two earthen stoves, one for cooking and one for cooking, the efficiency is still a bit low.

Seventh Cousin turned his attention to the gas stove at the side again, but Ulan's heart skipped a beat:
"Cousin, let's use an earthen stove at noon today. The quality of the gas I bought this time is not good, and the fire won't start halfway through."

She wanted to demonstrate it to her cousin, but she reached out and twisted the switch for a long time, but couldn't turn on the fire, and she couldn't ignite it with the lighter.

After thinking about it, there was another loud cry: "Tan Tan! Tan Tan!"

"Tan Tan, come on, roll this gas tank on the ground twice."

Song Tan: ...

This operation is dangerous no matter how you look at it, but it happens that everyone is used to it and doesn't take it seriously.

Seeing how Seventh Cousin frowned and picked up the small pot, she was really relieved.
Fortunately, in the future, the Seventh Cousin will be around, and the gas stove will basically not be used.

But after all, with so many people at noon, sometimes the dishes need to be blanched, so we still have to set up a special pot.

Therefore, she unscrewed the gas tank neatly, and then rolled around in the courtyard twice.

Only then did I lift up the gas stove, and saw two aunts coming down the mountain to go to the bathroom.

People's eyes stopped on her tall and thin body for a moment, and then moved their eyes to her holding the gas tank like a kettle with one hand.

After a brief silence, the two hurried into the toilet, muttering:

"I just said that the lunch at noon must be delicious. Look at how well-fed this girl is!"

Song Tan: ? ? ?
Is the reputation of her delicious food spreading now?

　Happy holidays, thank you all.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)