Farmhouse cooks have space

Chapter 48 A Hearty Lunch

"Then go to the door, it happens to be easy to recognize here." The village head replied indifferently after hearing this.

What happened in the village before was settled at the door of their house, and it has become a habit now, not to mention that this time it was for his own clan's affairs, and he had no reason why he shouldn't.

"Then please trouble the third grandpa." He Miao responded, and then walked back with the patriarch and Xiaodouzi.

After the three separated, He Miao and Xiaodouzi returned home.

Just as He Rong had already started cutting meat for cooking, He Miao let Xiaodouzi play and went straight to the kitchen to help.

"What did your two grandfathers say?" Seeing her coming back, He Rong turned her head and asked.

"Such a good thing, of course we have to try it." He Miao sat in front of the stove and checked the fire inside, added some firewood and replied.

Then he told her the result of their discussion.

"Then we don't have to worry about it." He Rong said here, pointing to the small piece of tunnel she planted yesterday: "You opened that piece of land, right? What did you plant?"

"Yeah, seeing that the land was empty, I scattered some cumin seeds. After they grow, we can make two buns."

"Oh, but don't get your hopes up too much. We haven't planted anything in this yard for five or six years, and you haven't fertilized it. I'm afraid it won't grow well."

"Try it, let's see what it looks like." He Miao said in a daze.

She really didn't expect this to be the case, and it seems that she can only hope that the spiritual spring water will work.

Seeing this, He Rong didn't talk about her anymore, but started to cut the meat seriously, but soon remembered what He Miao said about the meat cake, stopped and turned her head and asked, "By the way, how much meat cake do you need? Meat."

"Don't you still have two bones, just leave about half a catty of lean meat." He Miao said roughly.

"I see." He Rong got busy after leaving the meat out.

When frying the meat, He Miao saw that he didn't have any condiments, so he let He Rong fry it without doing anything.

It may also be the reason why the meat is good. I didn’t expect it to be so delicious when it was fried. That kind of fragrance seems to only stay in the memory. After growing up, no matter how much her cooking skills improve, she will never eat such delicious meat again. up.

He Rong looked at her wriggling nose and smiled secretly. It seemed that she was also greedy, and she even had the nerve to laugh at Xiaodouzi.

Thinking of this makes her feel a little sad, because she is not capable as a mother. Thinking about how long it has been since the family didn't eat meat.

The most recent time, it seems to be Chinese New Year, I bought a catty of meat to fill up a meal of dumplings.

In this way, the family has not eaten meat for half a year.

No wonder they were all greedy cats, even she felt a little itchy when she smelled the meat.

After the meat was finished, I fried the cicada monkey that was left in the morning.

In the end, a pork hair dish was mixed.

After the three mothers had a hearty lunch at noon, He Miao asked He Rong to continue to add more water to the pot, while He Miao went to find a hatchet to chop off the bone and brought back the hot water for a while.

Then I added a large basin of water and threw the bones in, then put green onion, ginger and garlic, and finally put a big firewood into the stove and went back to the house to rest.

About an hour later, He Miao got up and took out all the bones and seasonings in the pot with a colander, then chopped the lean meat left before, the meat and tendons removed from the bones into minced meat and poured them into the pot Stir well inside.

Then, taking advantage of He Rong and the others' absence, he took out a bag of five-spice powder and salt from the space.

(End of this chapter)