Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 28 028: Such a day is not bad

While Shen Qingcheng was busy, she answered Mo Liang.

"Uncle Liang, I haven't started stewing the meat yet. This first pot of water is to get rid of the smell."

Mo Liang stopped talking, and silently watched Shen Qingcheng doing things.

Shen Qingcheng washed and drained the blanched bones and meat, and then cleaned the pot.

After a while, seeing Shen Qingcheng put a spoonful of tea oil into the hot pot, Mo Liang felt his heart ache, and couldn't help but said again: "Qingcheng, why do you need to put oil in the stew?"

Mo Liang interrupted Shen Qingcheng's work after a while, and Jun Wulan said: "Uncle Liang, Qingcheng is in charge this morning, she can do whatever she wants, you just need to light the fire quietly."

"Two prodigal sons, the family only ordered tea oil, and they ate boiled vegetables after they were used up."

Mo Liang simply lowered his head and concentrated on stuffing firewood into the stove with the tongs, out of sight and without pain in his heart.

Seeing that the spoonful of tea oil was almost absorbed by the iron pan, Shen Qingcheng originally planned to dig another spoonful and put it in, but seeing Mo Liang's heartbroken look, she held back.

After the oil is hot, she stir-fries the drained bones together with the meat.

The spatula was constantly stirring in the pot, and the bones and meat were constantly colliding with the hot iron pot to make a sizzling sound. Hearing such a sound on such a bitterly cold morning, both Jun Wulan and Mo Liang looked at Shen Qingcheng. , I feel that there is nothing wrong with the current day.

The meat and bones in the pot have already turned golden brown, and the kitchen is filled with the smell of meat.

Jun Yiluo stood up from the pony, turned around and stood on tiptoe to watch Shen Qingcheng cooking.

"Aunt Shen, the meat is delicious."

While controlling the spatula, Shen Qingcheng looked back at the little girl.

"It will be more fragrant when it is stewed."

Seeing Jun Yiluo standing there on tiptoe, Shen Qingcheng hurriedly reminded: "Luo'er, sit back on the pony pony first, Aunt Shen will call you when the broth is finished."

After watching the little girl sit back on the pony, she turned around and took the wooden ladle and added three ladles of water to the iron pot.

The water just covers the bones and meat in the pot.

"Uncle Liang, bring it to a high fire first, then switch to a low fire and simmer for half an hour. I'll dig some coriander root outside the yard."

Mo Liang thought she was going to change Jun Wulan's medicine, so he said, "The medicine on Ah Lan's body was applied last night, it's only been a few hours, don't worry about changing it, I'll dig it out after breakfast."

Shen Qingcheng said: "There is no vegetarian added to this meat and bone soup, the soup tastes greasy, I want to dig some coriander root and put it in the pot to stew together."

"What? Imperata can also be used to stew soup?"

When Mo Liang heard about it for the first time, he was a little taken aback.

Jun Wulan also looked at Shen Qingcheng, and felt that this woman had a lot of thoughts, and they were all weird.

Shen Qingcheng said: "Imperata corydalis has a faint sweet taste. During the famine, many people dig it to satisfy their hunger. It should be used to make soup. Add some Imperata coronata to stew together. Brother Jun drinking soup is equivalent to drinking medicine, killing two birds with one stone. "

Mo Liang felt that what Shen Qingcheng said made a lot of sense.

He put down the tongs in his hand, clapped his hands and got up to get the hoe.

"It's cold outside, Qingcheng, you come and light the fire, and I'll dig the coriander root."

Seeing Mo Liang go to the base of the wall to pick up a hoe and walk out quickly, Shen Qingcheng looked at his back and smiled, and went to the stove and sat down to light the fire.

Although the old man's words are not pleasant, his heart is softer than anyone else's, a typical knife-mouthed tofu heart.

"Brother Mo, what are you digging in the snow?"

Mo Liang carried the hoe into the snow, and just after digging a few hoe, there was a voice in front of him that sounded a bit evil.

(End of this chapter)