Farmer's Head: Busy farming

Chapter 122 Xi'er Is Not Here
Chapter 122

"This egg is really strange, the egg white is overcooked, the yolk." Xu Niang looked at the salted duck egg in Xi'er's hand, and couldn't help but exclaim for a while.

The salted duck eggs are already boiled, and the weather is cold now, so I don't worry about spoiling them. These duck eggs are all laid by the little ones bought by Xi'er.

"Well, Xu Niang, try it." Seeing Xu Niang and Zhu'er staring at each other helplessly, Xi'er handed out half of it after thinking about it.

Xu Niang was embarrassed, but Zhu'er quickly took the salted duck eggs and said with a smile, "Sister Xi'er gave it to me, so I have to try it."

"This stuff is very salty, just eat the egg yolk." Seeing Zhu'er's greedy look, Xi'er said hastily.

Zhu Er nodded, took a chopstick, picked up the yolk of half a salted duck egg and tasted it.

It is very salty, but it is more fragrant. The salty taste of salted duck eggs fills the lips and teeth, making people unable to resist taking a second bite.

"Is it delicious?" Xu Niang eagerly asked, seeing how delicious Zhu'er was eating, she couldn't help asking.

Zhu'er blinked, then handed a new pair of chopsticks to Xu Niang, and said with a smile, "Aunt Xu, try it yourself!"

Xu Niang took a little bit of the chopsticks and put it in her mouth. The taste made her nod in praise, "This stuff is really delicious."

"Wait a minute, I will cook these together with chicken soup, it will be delicious." Seeing the reaction of the two, Xi'er was very satisfied.

Xu Niang couldn't wait to see the finished product, she immediately smiled and said, "Cheng Chengcheng, then do it quickly, tell me what you need, and I will prepare it for you."

"Mmm, good." Xi'er didn't feel any resentment towards Xu Niang's urging.

While talking on the mouth, this hand did not delay, quickly cut the salted egg and preserved egg into pieces, washed the bacon and cut it into cubes.

Seeing that Zhu'er has washed the cabbage core, there are still drops of water hanging on the yellow and tender leaves.

The fire in the stove had already risen, and the flames burned the bottom of the pot, extremely arrogant.

Green smoke started to rise from the pot, Xi'er took a big iron spoon, scooped up the glistening lard and put it in.

The warm temperature instantly melted the pork, and she deftly poured in the side dishes on the plate, slightly stir-fried the bacon, and then put in the preserved eggs and salted eggs.

Because of the chemical reaction, the salted egg yolk started to bubble, smelling the delicious smell, Xi'er poured in the chicken soup that had just been mixed with water.

The sound of zi zi la la is very pleasant at the moment.

"Wow, the color is so pretty." Zhu'er watched the chicken soup pour into the pot, and it was dyed the color of egg yolk.

Because of the stir-frying just now, the egg white and yolk of the preserved egg have been separated, and the egg white is more clear in the soup.

Xi'er smiled, then covered the pot and said, "Simmer slowly on a low fire, when the heat is up, the preserved eggs will be stewed and melted into the soup."

When Xu Niang heard this, she quickly ordered the fire worker to reduce the firewood.

After all, it was a firewood pot, and the chicken soup rolled out in a short time.

Zhu'er smelled the tangy aroma, so she couldn't help saying greedily, "Sister Xi'er, when can I eat it?"

"You girl, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, let's see your sister Xi'er cook it slowly." Xu Niang spoke from the side, and the meaning behind the words was to tell Zhu'er to wait.

Xi'er turned her head to look at Zhu'er, then smiled slightly, "Wait a little longer."

After finishing speaking, I looked at Xu Niang and continued, "Aunt Xu, when the meal is about to be served, I'm putting cabbage in."

Xu Niang was reminded by Xi'er, she patted her head, and immediately said belatedly, "Oh, if you don't tell me, I almost forgot about it, my memory is really good!"

"Uh..." Xi'er was confused by Xu Niang's actions and words, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Xu Niang didn't care about Xi'er at the moment, and hurried to her own affairs.

Xi'er looked at Xu Niang's extraordinary knife skills and couldn't help being a little surprised. It turns out that there are also some powerful people in the back kitchen of this small courtyard.

Previously, she thought that she was from modern times, and there were many things that others could not compare to. After all, after eating the food cooked by Mrs. Liu and Meng Yuaner, it was as expected and unremarkable.

Not to mention Xu Niang's craftsmanship, even this saber skill, without a few years of kung fu, I can't match it.

As a result, Xi'er couldn't help but blame herself, was she too arrogant just now?

If the baby food in this soup doesn't taste good, wouldn't I be embarrassed?

But it has already been done, and it is too late to change it now, Xi'er can only bite the bullet and continue to do it.

Zhu'er was still applauding from the sidelines, "It smells so good, Sister Xi'er, can I eat it?"

"No, wait a little longer," Xi'er didn't have the confidence to speak at this moment.

Seeing that Xu Niang had already started cooking, Xi'er lifted the lid of the pot, put the cabbage cores that had been prepared earlier in the pot, and continued to simmer.

Xi'er thought, since it's cold, it's better to eat while cooking, so she told Zhu'er, "Zhu'er, go find a small stove and an iron pot, let's cook and eat."

"Hey, I got it." It's not like there is no such way of eating, all these things are prepared in the kitchen.

Zhu'er put the prepared things beside Xi'er, watched as Xi'er lifted the lid of the pot, and the heat in the pot rose.

"Oh, it's so nice to look at." Pearl couldn't help saying.

Xi'er smiled, put the cabbage cores into the small iron pot with chopsticks, poured the soup on it, put the pot full, and put it on the small stove to continue cooking.

But there was still a lot left, and I left it to Pearl and the others to eat.

Xu Niang saw that although the stove was small, it still had an open flame, and she was afraid of scalding Xi'er, so she helped you out with the job of making the kitchen work in the market.

Chu Zigui read the book for a while, and then took a nap for a few quarters of an hour. Seeing that the sky was getting late, he let the dinner be served.

"Cheng An, why are you going to see what Xi'er is doing?" Chu Zigui straightened his clothes, and then instructed Cheng An who was standing behind him.

Cheng An nodded, backed out, ran to the door of Xi'er's room, knocked on the door for a long time, but no one was there.

Immediately, I was panicked, and I couldn't help thinking to myself, "Where did Miss Xi'er go? Why isn't Zhu'er here?"

Thinking of this, he hurried back to report to Chu Zigui, for fear that it was too late and the young master would curse again.

"Young Master, it's too bad, Miss Xi'er is gone!" Cheng An hurried towards Chu Zigui's room, and panting heavily as soon as he reached the door.

Chu Zigui wasn't ready to go to the flower hall yet, he was sitting on a stool drinking tea when he heard Cheng An's voice.

With a trembling of his hands, the warm tea spilled on the skirt of his clothes, but he didn't care about it. He immediately put down the teacup and stood up, asking a little anxiously, "Where is Xi'er going? What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)