pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 117 Lard Rice

After Song Qingge returned to the mountain, he boiled the fat pork bought by Xiao Jinyi into lard, and boiled it with only water. The oil was clear and transparent, exuding a faint aroma of meat.

She put half of the oil in a clean jar, and added chopped scallions to the rest to continue cooking, making some scallion lard.

The oil has a faint burnt aroma of scallions, and then it is covered on the hot rice just out of the pan, mixed with some soy sauce, it is a wonderful delicacy, in her eyes, it is more enjoyable than any Michelin star.

In addition to rice, it can also be eaten with noodles, and a small can lasts for a long time.

After refining the oil, the fat meat no longer feels greasy inside, and a small piece of it is crispy and crispy.

Song Qingge went down to the cellar and brought up a radish. When she and Xiao Jinyi came, the cellar was empty, but now it is full of radishes, potatoes and cabbage. These are the vegetables that people in the mountains often eat in winter.

After selling the menu for the first time, she bought rice and white noodles and came back. Rice is often eaten, and white noodles are the first time.

Song Qingge can cook many dishes, and can make pancakes and dumplings, but she can't steam steamed buns or steamed buns.

Every time I tried, it was horrible.

"Noodles are precious now, so don't fail again." I cheered myself silently in my heart, dug out two small scoops of noodles, and was about to make them, but found that there was no yeast. At this time, steamed buns still need noodles, but there are not many in the mountains. You can eat the above, but you can’t get anything else.

Helpless, I had no choice but to give up steamed buns, steamed dumplings are also good.

The radish plus the leftover pastry from frying oil is the most suitable for stuffing. She only ate her mother's when she was a child, and the taste is still unforgettable.

Song Qingge spent the whole afternoon refining oil to make stuffed cabbage dumplings. While it was being wrapped, someone came from outside the yard.

"It's really fragrant. This is refining oil. My mother refined a can last Chinese New Year. It tastes really good."

"It's different being the daughter-in-law of the Xiao family. You can eat such good things without celebrating the New Year or festival."

"Bah, that's the money that Dabao's daughter-in-law earned herself, and it has nothing to do with the Xiao family."

"Earn it yourself? Can you really make money by catching forest frogs?"

"That's right, two days, I earned a tael of silver after two days of catching, how about it?"

"Really? Then why should we build a shed to catch wood frogs?"

"Catch what, I don't want to catch it now, it's gone a long time ago, and I can't find a few in a day, Dabao's daughter-in-law, someone brought it for you, come out and see, how to cover it."

Li Dakui took three people up the mountain, chatting first while climbing up the mountain.

"Uncle Li." Song Qingge greeted him with a smile, "I only have an outline. As for what materials are needed and how to build them, I need everyone's help."

It would cost more money for others to prepare the materials, and Song Qingge didn't care about it, the less worry the better.

Sometimes it is good to do it yourself, but it is also a waste of time. She has that skill, and she earns the difference by doing everything.

"Several nearby villages ask them to build houses. They are trustworthy. You just need to talk about the style, and leave the rest to them. The three of them will come to have a look first, and they will officially come to the mountain tomorrow."

It's not the first time Li Dakui met that wretched middle-aged man who only knew how to swear, nor was it the second time he met that dull man who panicked and didn't know where to put it. Ability and role, very spiritual.

I have to say that the current Li Dakui has completely changed and is worthy of trust.

(End of this chapter)