Farmhouse Pastoral Notes

Chapter 102: November, Chaos Cooking
When Dr. Zhou left with Chunqiu and the others, Chunqiu and the others hadn't fully read the Chinese herbal medicines on the shelves, which is enough to show how much herbal medicines are in Zhuang's house.

Doctor Zhou held in his arms the goji berry wine that Mr. Zhuang had promised to give him before, smiled and made an appointment with the other party for the next meeting, and then left with Chunqiu.

Chunqiu followed Doctor Zhou, looking thoughtfully at the wolfberry wine in Doctor Zhou's arms, thinking that the wolfberry wine buried at home should be drinkable.

If she hadn't seen this today, she might have forgotten it.

Chunqiu decided to go home today, he must talk to her mother, and then go back home with her father to bring back the wolfberry wine.

When Chunqiu returned to the shop, she ran into Yang Weibo who was about to drive the ox cart home. Seeing this, Chunqiu hurriedly called her father, "Father, I will go back with you."

"What? What are you doing when you go back? Don't add trouble to your father. Your father has business to do when he goes back." As soon as Chunqiu's voice fell, Yuan's voice came from the shop.

"Mother, I have business to do too," Chunqiu pouted and replied to the shop.

"You are a child, what can you do?" Yuan Shi walked out of the shop directly, and then stretched out her hand to drag Chunqiu in, who still wanted to go home with her father, "Your father went back to send money. , come back at night, what are you going back for? You are in a panic, and you are following when your father returns in two days." Yuan and Chunqiu bowed their heads and whispered, and then directly yelled at Yang Weibo twice, He waved his hand, motioning for him to leave quickly.

After Yang Weibo heard it, he nodded repeatedly, stretched out his hands to tighten the burden on his chest, and then untied the ox cart tied to the post, and then drove the ox cart home.

"Oh, mother's good girl, don't look at it, your father and he are gone." Yuan looked at the girl beside her who was still stretching her neck and looking at the door, and said a little funny, "Come in, come in the shop." There are still people, go to the back and help quickly."

"Mother, I really have something to do." Chunqiu looked helplessly at herself being dragged into the kitchen by her mother, her tone was a little pitiful, she hadn't told her father about the goji berry wine she made before, if it was kept for two days...it shouldn't be It's broken, Chunqiu thought uncertainly.

Yuan pulled Chunqiu to the kitchen, and handed Chunqiu the materials on the table, then pointed to the table at the door, and said, "This is what the guests at that table ordered. Hurry up and send it over, you, yes Let's talk about it in two days, anyway, your father is gone now, it's useless for you to think so much, hurry up and go to work." Yuan Shi simply and rudely dismissed Chunqiu.

Holding the plate in his hand, Chunqiu glanced at her mother resentfully, feeling helpless, her father had already left, she had to do whatever she could, so she had no choice but to resign herself to taking the materials out.

After more than half a month of publicity, although the iron pot cannot be known to everyone, if you mention the copper tripod, you will definitely think of the improved iron pot on the basis of the copper tripod.

There are not many people who come to Chunqiu's shop to eat, most of them come here for a fresh look, and those who have the conditions have already gone to the blacksmith's shop to make one. In comparison, although it costs more to make an iron pot, but Eating at home but being able to eat all you can eat is more appropriate than spending money in a shop.

As for the dipping sauce for shabu-shabu, Chunqiu’s shop also sells it, but it doesn’t sell much at a time, only enough for the buyer to eat for a meal. This practice was also complained by the buyers, who suggested selling more , but they were all pushed by Yuan with the excuse that they couldn't keep it. In fact, the reason for the push was not like this at all. This was just the official explanation that Chunqiu asked Yuan to give.

So what is the real reason for not selling more?Naturally, I am afraid that others will buy it back to compete with Chunqiu's family. The previous Liangpi is an example. What should I do if the hot pot also follows suit?Therefore, Chunqiu directly and clearly limits the amount of dipping ingredients. The dipping ingredients of hot pot are different from the ingredients of Liangpi. Chunqiu also specially added a lot of spices on the basis of later generations to ensure that others will not find it in the ingredients. There is everything, and the dipping ingredients of this hot pot are all proportioned. If there are people who are opportunistic, then the level of dipping ingredients will be hard to pass. If there are people with that kind of perseverance, wait until they make it. When they came out, everyone should have an iron pot, and they would have no money to make, so why bother?Anyway, no matter what the situation is, Chunqiu is happy to see it, which is the real reason why their shop has been open for more than half a month and no one else has done the work.

After Chunqiu and the others sent away all the diners in the shop, her father Yang Weibo came back driving the ox cart. Seeing the sweaty face of the other party, Yuan Shi impatiently stuffed the handkerchief into the other party's hand , and then kept scolding, "Oh, what are you doing here, isn't it just to let you go back and give me some money? Why are you sweating so much, wipe it off with a handkerchief, and then go to the backyard to wash Wash, we will have dinner then," Yuan Shi said while looking at Yang Weibo with that disgusting look and telling him to wipe his face quickly.

Yang Weibo was scolded stupidly, he picked up Yuan Shi's handkerchief and greeted his face.

"Okay, has the money been delivered? What did mother say?" Seeing Yang Weibo's virtue, Yuan Shi didn't say anything, but asked about the previous matter in a anxious tone.

"Delivered, mother is very happy" Yang Weibo finished, thought for a while, and then said, "Mother has nothing to say, just say that if the shop is not busy, I should go and see brother Ming'er and brother Jun'er in the school. It's getting colder and colder, my mother is afraid that the study hall will be too cold and will freeze them, so she asked you to hurry and bring two thick quilts there." Yang Weibo thought of the things his sister-in-law gave him when he came back, so he ran out of the house again, When he came back, he was carrying a bag in his hand, "By the way, this is the cotton coat and trousers my sister-in-law wants to give to Brother Jun'er, and you can send them along with me when the time comes." Yang Weibo handed the bag in his hand to Yuan Shi.

"Okay, I know. It happened that when we came here, there were still two quilts left. I will send them to Brother Ming'er and Brother Jun'er after two days when I am not busy in the afternoon." Yuan Shi nodded and said After this, he went back to the backyard with Yang Weibo. Yang Weibo went to wash up, and Yuan Shi put the bag in his hand into the house, and planned to send it to the shop in two days when there was nothing else to do.

In the evening, the few people ate all the leftover ingredients of the hot pot. Chunqiu had no appetite, so he was a little bored and stirred back and forth in the pot with chopsticks. Finally, seeing Yuan Shi was a little irritable, he reached out and patted the back of Chunqiu's little hand. He said in a bad tone, "What are you doing? Don't eat if you're not hungry." Yuan Shi spoke a little aggressively, looking at Chunqiu.

Yang Weibo looked at Yuan's appearance, smiled, and said, "Fang'er, don't argue with the child, I'm tired of eating hotpot these days, don't blame the child"

After hearing this, Yuan Shi gave Yang Weibo a blank look, "Just pamper them, look at the two of them, what do they look like, they don't even eat."

"Hehe" Yang Weibo laughed twice, but didn't speak.

Chunqiu pursed her mouth at the side, since her mother patted the back of her hand, she didn't stir the pot again, looked at her mother carefully, and then looked at Huzi at the side, alas, Chunqiu sighed in his heart, she It's true that there is no food wasted, but every day is a pot, and I will get tired of eating it, Chunqiu argues in her heart that she is definitely not as spoiled as me.

"Mother, are there any materials left in the kitchen?" Chunqiu rested his chin with one hand, tilted his head and looked at her mother.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Yuan replied curiously.

"Mom, I want to eat something else, I'll make it myself." Chunqiu decided to change the taste, otherwise, he would always eat hot pot every day, and he would vomit if it was delicious.

"Sister, I want it too, I want it too." Before Chunqiu could get her mother's answer, Hu Zi couldn't stand it anymore. Hearing that her sister wanted to eat something else, Hu Zi followed suit, and he couldn't eat hot pot either. le.

"Okay, I'll make one for you." Chunqiu turned his head and smiled at Huzi, then looked up at her mother.

"Tell me what you want, eat whatever you want yourself," Yuan rolled her eyes at Chunqiu.

"Hey, I know." Chunqiu didn't care, and agreed with a smile.

"Qiu'er, can dad also have a share?" Yang Weibo also said beside him.

"Hmph, all of you, this is a good life, I don't care, you just eat." Yuan Shi heard that Yang Weibo also made a fuss, and immediately became a little angry. She couldn't stand eating pots every day , But there is no food waste, Yuan waited for Yang Weibo on the opposite side, and stared Yang Weibo so hard that he couldn't lift his head.

"Mother, I have eaten too much of this pot, but I really can't eat it. Mother, do you want it? I'll make more." Chunqiu looked at the meatballs and meat slices left in her mother's bowl, and gave them to her father with a smile. Relief, what her mother said was also angry, she obviously couldn't take it anymore.

"What about these things? Aren't they all wasted?" Yuan Shi didn't reject Chunqiu's words, but felt a little distressed about the things in the pot, which were all money.

"It's all right." Chunqiu waved his hands indifferently, and said with a serious face, "It will be fine to put these balls and meat slices in at that time, don't worry, mother, it will not be wasted at all." Chunqiu patted her little Chest to Yuan's pledge.

"Really?" Yuan Shi was dubious.

"Of course, mother, you just wait, I'll go to the back kitchen to have a look." Chunqiu nodded confidently, then stood up from the stool, and picked up the unfinished ingredients on the table, " Mother, I'll do it right now, and it will be ready in a while." After Chunqiu finished speaking, he carried the pot and walked into the kitchen. Yuan Shi looked at Chunqiu's small figure and asked a little worriedly, "Niu Niu, do you need it?" help you?"

"No need" Chunqiu turned around and replied, and then plunged into the kitchen.

Naturally, what Chunqiu is going to do this time is the easy-to-operate, delicious Mala Tang.Malatang can be said to be the "simplified version" of hot pot, and it is not as complicated to eat as hot pot.

Of course, Malatang can be popular all over the country, relying on the idea that it is delicious and not expensive. The soup of Malatang is very delicious. In order to make Malatang delicious, some merchants directly use big bone soup. Of course , of course there is no kitchen in Chunqiu's home.So what Chunqiu made this time is a simple version of Malatang. Fortunately, because of the hot pot, a lot of ingredients were used. Chunqiu easily found the old three ingredients of onion, ginger and garlic from the kitchen. Put the oil in the pot on the side and heat it up, fry the green onions until slightly yellow, then put in boiling water, put all the peppercorns that were taken out before, and put in the remaining meatballs and meat slices before putting them in the hot pot, Spring and Autumn He conveniently put two handfuls of red root vegetables into it, and when the pot boiled, Chunqiu took out the chili sauce he made earlier and put in two spoonfuls, as the saying goes, how can one eat Malatang without spiciness, but Chunqiu still considered Yuan Shi, Put less chili sauce, Mala Tang is ready quickly, especially most of the dishes in it are already ready, Chunqiu took a spoon to turn it over twice, and when he found that it was cooked, he picked up the bowl on the side and filled it out After serving it out, Chunqiu put a spoonful of sesame paste in the bowl, and it was considered out of the pot.

Four bowls for four people, Chunqiu brought out her father's and Huzi's first, then Yuan Shi and hers, and the chili sauce from before.

"Okay, it's ready to eat." Chunqiu put the chili sauce on the table, and then said to the people around him very imposingly.

"This is...it smells so good." Yuan looked at the bowl with meatballs and sliced ​​meat in surprise. Isn't this the leftover from eating the pot before?
"This is random cooking, it's delicious." Chunqiu didn't say anything about Ma La Tang, anyway, these things are cooked together, so it's called random cooking.

"Yeah, it's delicious." Huzi had already eaten, and when he heard Chunqiu's words, he didn't realize that there was still something in his mouth, so he bowed his head repeatedly to agree.

"It's really good, but it tastes better when it's spicy." Yang Weibo also took a sip, and then seriously commented.

"Here's the chili sauce." Chunqiu handed the chili sauce on the table to her father, and started eating too.

"It's just right spicy, but Qiu'er's cooking is really good, it tastes better than hot pot." Yuan Shi is also a novelty.

After hearing this, Chunqiu squinted his eyes with a smile and didn't refute. If he said it seriously, Malatang is not as delicious as hot pot. It's just that everyone eats a lot of hot pot, so they think Malatang is delicious.

"Hiss... this soup is not bad, enough flavor." Yang Weibai ate quickly, and after finishing all the dishes in it, he picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup. The spicy taste filled his head, and that kind of spicy taste made Yang Weibai feel hot all over.

"If this is a soup made from big bones, it will be even more delicious than this." Chunqiu took a sip from the bowl and exclaimed in his heart that it was delicious.

"Well, I'm going to buy some big bones tomorrow, otherwise I don't know what to do with the meatballs left over every day." Mrs. Yuan didn't think about selling Malatang, but just thought about the leftovers every night before. Now with this method, at least she doesn't have to worry about leaving things.

"Yeah, I'll eat it tomorrow." Hu Zi drank all the soup in the bowl, and when he heard that his mother was going to cook that bone tomorrow, he reached out and agreed.

"Okay, let's continue eating tomorrow..." Yuan Shi smiled, then picked up the bowls and chopsticks that several people had finished eating and took them back to the kitchen.

　It is said that Malatang originated from the bank of the Yangtze River. At the beginning, it was the boatmen and trackers who created the way of eating Malatang.

　　From Yibin, Sichuan to Wushan in the Three Gorges, due to the rapid flow of water in this area, trackers are naturally an indispensable scenery. After pulling the fibers, they picked up a few stones by the river, set up earthen pots, scooped up a few ladles of river water, and rolled them up. Make a fire with dry firewood, add vegetables to the pot, and use local materials if there are no vegetables, pull some wild vegetables, add sea pepper, Chinese prickly ash and other seasonings, and eat them hot. Dampness; this is the origin of Malatang.

　　That's right, our school is a Malatang made with bone broth, that taste. . .I want to eat it!
　　Thank you book friends for your reward~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)