Pinellia pastoral

Chapter 45

Just now, the glutinous rice flour in the stove seemed to be choked in the throat, Ban Xia is very confident in this dish.Anyway, it won't taste worse than the stewed one, right?

Therefore, Pinellia directs without stage fright.

"Hey, who am I? Your family is really strange. This girl is so capable that she can manage a banquet?"

Everywhere, there are people who speak sour words, this person is the third uncle's eldest daughter-in-law Huang Shi, with the corners of her eyes raised slightly, she said in a yin or yang manner.

On such a happy day, no one cares about her naturally, but the sound of the big uncle's knife falling, and the big eyes like copper bells staring at him made her timid, "I'm just saying it out of kindness, just you guys The family has this money, so much meat for a child to toss about, it's really a crime."

Banxia's eyes rolled, and the temporarily cleaned branches acted as two big wooden chopsticks. Banxia calmly flipped through the contents of the oil pan and said, "Auntie, how about we make a bet?"

That woman, Huang, was angry because her newly married sister-in-law had more face than herself, and she even let Father Banxia work there for several days. Originally, she had arranged the job for her younger brother, and she let it out. In the end, Su Youli went to do it. Even though she did a lot better, she still felt a little bit annoyed.

She dare not say anything about her own father-in-law, but she can't say a few words here?
Now that Ban Xia is betting here, she naturally agrees, "What bet?"

Ban Xia smiled and said, "This is my grandma's birthday celebration. When all the dishes are on the table, if this dish is eaten first, I will win. If not, you will win."

Huang really thought about it there, "This is meat, so of course someone will eat it..."

"But I can't guarantee whether this dish will be eaten first, not to mention that our family has a banquet, and there are chickens! As long as this dish is not eaten first, even if I lose, my aunt will not dare? That means my dish is still the best." It's ok, but I swallowed that sentence just now, I know it's not good to talk nonsense in other people's house when I'm young." Ban Xia teased.

How could Mrs. Huang resist such agitation, "It's a bet! But you, a child, mean what you say?"

The uncle on the side naturally supported it, "What Ban Xia said is naturally what I said."

"What is the lottery?"

Banxia's eyes rolled, "Two catties of meat! If you lose, you will get two catties of meat. If you win, you can cut two catties of meat here."

"You said it yourself, big brother, I didn't say that!"

Li Zhiping just couldn't understand her like that, so he cut off a piece of pork from the half fan, "I'll keep this, it depends on whether you have the ability to take it."

Huang's eyes rolled, and she could get the two catties of meat anyway. She was afraid that others would say that she bullied children, walked out of the yard without touching her feet, and grabbed him when she met someone, "Let me tell you -"

Mrs. Guo was cooking in the kitchen, and she poked her head out and said, "Banxia, ​​it's lucky you got her away, otherwise you can't really scold her here, it's disgusting to watch."

Ban Xia's eyes flashed, she made such a bet with Huang, firstly because she knew that she had a lot of complaints about Su Youli's work, secondly, she didn't want her to make trouble here, and thirdly, she was thinking that it would be better to take advantage of this bad-mouthed appearance , it will be considered publicity at that time.

But don't underestimate the affairs in this village. Don't the big farts rely on word of mouth? What's more, Huang's going here is naturally going out to talk about her bet with him. This is to use the mouth of outsiders , so as not to renege on Banxia's debt, the more unbearable it is, when it succeeds, the contrast will be even greater. At that time, if Mrs. Huang brings the meat, she will have to tell her family again. Anyway, such a person only needs to make a fuss once. Just let people talk about their own successful tofu curd pork, why not do it?

This calculation, Ban Xia just smiled.

The taro was peeled, then cut into squares and placed neatly aside, pinellia chopsticks were inserted into the oil pan, and the taro was rolled slowly until it was coated with a layer of golden yellow, and the aroma of the taro was diffused.

At this time, the critical time has arrived.

Ban Xia himself was very excited.

The cubed pork belly in the fryer was neatly placed there with the taro, and Pinellia used a wooden basin to knead on the ground, and when the people on the side wanted to help, she asked her to go aside, "You are here Don't come over there, lest the aunt on the third uncle's side have any objections!"

What's more, the more mysterious it is, the farther it can be spread.

There is a lot of space for the imagination of the masses!
All she had was star anise cinnamon powder, which she processed roughly by herself, and added fermented bean curd, salt, and a little sugar. "Uncle, go get some tapioca flour."

Then I scooped up some water, picked them apart, rolled the taro and meat in my secret seasoning, and after dipping, put meat and taro into the sea bowl one by one.

This step seems not difficult, but when Ban Xia got up, bowls of slightly mushy braised pork were also placed on the table.

Mrs. Huang obviously wandered around outside with confidence, and thought that if it wasn't Banxia who was doing it here, she would suffer a dark loss at that time. She didn't expect to see this when she came back, so she burst out laughing, "This Things look piled up like this, don’t you say you can eat them like this?”

She is more confident.

Ban Xia ignored her, and wanted two more sieves, separated by two pieces of wood, and the sea bowl would need to be turned upside down, so it would be round at this time, and naturally it would not look good on the top. Where to go, not very neat.

Bowls of taro meat are put into a sieve, and the wooden pot is covered, "It's done!"

Mrs. Huang laughed loudly, and stared at the piece of meat, "Brother Hall, you're welcome later!"

This time, no one paid any attention to her at all.

Huang attributed this to the fact that he couldn't afford to lose.

After finishing all this, Ban Xia didn't have much to do, so she slipped into the kitchen, "Auntie, my mother said to stay overnight tonight, after dinner we can make something, and then we can sell it for money."

Guo looked at her dotingly, "Don't worry about Banxia, ​​my aunt will definitely eat the meat you made first."

Ban Xia blinked and said playfully, "I'm afraid that my aunt's chopsticks won't be fast enough!"

Under the banner of helping, Mrs. Huang has been wandering around in this yard, and even called out to the people in the yard, "Look, this kid, I don't want to bet that he is dragging me... the piece hanging under the eaves Meat, what a shame!"

In fact, she didn't say that she was afraid that in her absence, the meat would be small again, and she would still stare at the meat.

It's finally time to grind it to the table.

Naturally, the rest of the dishes were put on the table first, and then Pinellia was afraid of being hot, so Li Zhiping helped.

As soon as the lid of the pot was lifted, the aroma of meat, sauce, and taro were all mixed together, and the yard boiled for a while, and because Mrs. Huang kept saying outside, "This dish smells so delicious! It's better than the one from the big restaurant." Huanxiang, is this the one that Banxia bet on?"

Mrs. Huang said sharply, "Can you still go to the restaurant to eat?"

He was very dissatisfied, but the man was also narrow-minded, and he replied seriously, "I can't go to the restaurant to eat, so maybe I can't smell the fragrance when I pass by? I'll come up later to see if you eat!"

In fact, as soon as the fragrance came out, Huang's heart was empty.

(End of this chapter)