Shoufu's favored wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 158, Husband can't afford to lose this person
Among all the servants, Xiaoqing found that Da Zhuang's mother seemed to have a talent for cooking, so she asked them to help in the kitchen.

To make a table of dishes, you only need to know how to cook, but if you do food processing, you need a lot of effort.

Xiaoqing specially ordered a large stone twister from the town, and no one except Da Zhuang really moved it.

A large basket of peeled old ginger is chopped and put into stone twisters, and slowly ground into ginger fluff, wild onions and garlic are minced, and fresh miscellaneous mushrooms are washed, watered and shredded.

A freshly slaughtered big fat pig chooses the lean meat of the hind legs and buttocks, and cuts them into pieces the size of the belly of a thumb.

Pour a whole ten catties of oil into the iron pan, then put the minced green onion, ginger and garlic into it and fry until fragrant, then add the pork and fermented soy beans, let the ingredients slowly melt together, finally put in the mixed mushrooms, sugar, and put the firewood in the stove Smoked until only one stick remained, the small flame made the contents of the iron pot bubbly, boiled without blooming, just gurgling like this, slowly, from evening to dawn, the ingredients that were originally irrelevant Under the blessing of hot oil, it gradually spread out, releasing its own fragrance and uniqueness, and then merged together. The stimulation of spices, the fragrance of pork, and the uniqueness of wild mushrooms are perfectly blended together, and then sprinkle a lot The aroma of sesame immediately overflowed, filled the kitchen, and then drifted far away.

Just smelling it is enough to make your mouth water immediately.

Needless to say, everyone knew that Madam was cooking up delicious food again, and thinking that this wonderful food would appear on the table in a short while, everyone felt that this day was full of energy again.

Xiaoqing is never stingy, no matter what fresh food she gets, she will immediately put it on the table for everyone to enjoy.

"A Li, when you go to your aunt's house, don't forget to bring a can. You guys go eat, I'm going to sleep later."

Xiaoqing came out of the kitchen beating her waist, with two dark eye circles, which surprised the elder brother who was about to come in.

"Oh my god, have you stayed up all night? It's fine to let others watch, why do you stay up by yourself?"

"This is the first time I've done it, I'm afraid I might waste the ingredients."

Not only is it simmering over low heat, but also constantly stirring with a spatula, otherwise the bottom will stick to the bottom of the pot and become mushy, and the heat in other places will be uneven.

It was okay to stir a small pot before, but now the two people can only encircle the big iron pot. Every time they stir it is a push-up exercise. Xiaoqing really couldn't say a word, and fell asleep when she returned to the room.

After sleeping until the sun went down, Xiaoqing got up in a daze, only to find a note on the stove in the outer room, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly.

A line of flamboyant and phoenix dancers on the paper, piercing through the back of the paper: Don't write letters if you don't practice your handwriting well, I can't afford to lose this man for my husband

"Pfft", Xiaoqing could imagine Zhao Rui's thunder rolling at that moment.

You won't let me write, hum, I'll wait for the day you beg me!

It seemed that the two were indeed together. Thinking of Luo Wanguan's banknote, Xiaoqing felt exhausted and ran to the kitchen wiping her eyes.

"Oh my son, you are awake, you are hungry, eat something."

"No hurry, I want to make something, mother, do you have any white noodles?"

"What are you doing again? Don't be busy. Your body is important. By the way, your elder brother sent a package and said it was given to you by your sister-in-law. I'll get it for you."

The mother-in-law saw Xiaoqing running to the kitchen with unkempt hair and face, and hurriedly went out to bombard people.

"Ah, mother, don't worry, do you still have the hickory nuts you bought in the town last time, and brown sugar..."

While avoiding her mother-in-law's hands combing her hair, Xiaoqing skillfully put a bun behind her head, while preparing the ingredients neatly.

"Mother, I'll make something for my husband, he's going to starve to death."

"What? Rui'er? He wrote? Where is he?"

(End of this chapter)