Chapter 136: The First Spoon
Separated from her friends at the gate, Guan Ping'an went first to the outhouse of the main house to "borrow" the kitchen knife, and hesitated to shun her grandmother's five red dates.
Back in the back three rooms, as she expected, the Guan Xiaolan sisters hadn't come back yet, so she hurriedly boiled water in the big iron pot first.
This morning, her second aunt was in a hurry to occupy this big iron pot, and Guan Ping'an wondered if the other party didn't consider the matter of rust at all.
As soon as the boiling water was boiled, Guan Ping'an stepped on the small bench and scooped half a bucket of hot water with a scoop, and began to clean up the pheasants and the three little sparrows left over to his friends.
After removing the hair and skin, she put the baby sparrow and five red dates into a clay pot on another stove, and made a low fire to let it start to simmer slowly.
Then he used a kitchen knife to chop a cleaned pheasant into pieces, found the potatoes that had just been distributed last night, peeled them and cut them into chunks for preparation.
She couldn't do it with her heart and mind, so she could only mix the cornmeal and millet flour that she had just ground this morning, and follow her mother's usual example, put it in a black porcelain dish while pouring hot water and stirring, and after mixing the noodles evenly, she began to cut some shredded sauerkraut with satisfaction.
After making preparations, Guan Ping'an took out a large cabbage from the small gourd and cut it in half with a kitchen knife.
Breaking off a small piece again, putting it in her mouth and chewing it, she was still shocked as if it were the first time. It is worthy of growing up in her gourd fairy house, this cabbage does not have a little green feeling when chewed raw, but has a trace of freshness, sweetness, and the juice is still very sufficient.
After hesitating, Guan Ping'an still put the remaining book back into the small gourd. Take your time and don't scare your parents all at once.
Chop it, chop it, she took out two pieces of stewed roe de meat from the small gourd and mixed them together and then chopped, smelling the fragrance, this time it can be seen that she is satisfied.
This time he stopped, and the little man began to glance out with small eyes, and immediately stuffed two pieces of wood into the stove of the big iron pot, stepped on the small bench to scoop clean boiling water, and was so disgusted that he put aside a rag, poured pheasants and potatoes directly into the pot, and poured her "fairy water" into it, and then sprinkled salt grains.
After putting the lid on the pot, she jumped off the small bench again, looked at the stove, thought about increasing the heat again, and this time wiped a pair of small hands to lift the black porcelain plate and cutting board and put them on the stove.
Standing on the small bench again, Guan Ping'an began to knead a piece of dough, knead it into a ball, poke a pit in the middle and put the adjusted filling, and then knead it and put it on the side of the pot.
Accidentally, I watched Huang Cancan's dumplings slide along the edge of the pot.
She suddenly woke up, immediately turned around and took a grate, put a steamer on the iron pot, and began to knead the dough with the filling on it one by one.
It's just that Guan Ping'an still frowned and wondered why her mother didn't use the steamer every time, and those vegetable dumplings stayed by the pot so honestly?
This situation made her shake her head again and again, it seems that not only is farming not easy, but even working on the stove is a university question. It's no wonder that when she used to show off that everything she baked tasted good, Shi Niang always smiled and said nothing.
It's a pity, I knew that I didn't listen to the girl when I was a girl, she would be able to work on the stove, and the lady wouldn't really cook or something.
If I had ......
Guan Ping'an covered the pot, pursed his lips and sat in front of the stove to light the fire...... She wants to grow up with her Ruyi, if that girl is here, will she hug herself and cry?
I will definitely howl my young lady, and while the tears are flowing, I have to find some justice for myself, or cry and cry the old lady......
Her little maid is actually not inferior to anyone at all, and there is nothing she doesn't know about the foundation of so many noble girls in the Tang Dynasty.
In the winter, she can help herself warm up the bed, and in the summer, she can help herself fan all night, sneak out of the house by herself, and she can also help cover up......
Guan Ping'an shook his head hard, and sighed secretly, Shi Niang found a wishful for herself, how could everything be really satisfactory. Let's look forward to life.
Seeing the raging fire rising from the stove, Guan Ping'an stood up and dragged the willow basket, took a draining plate, and began to sort out the wild vegetables, separating them by category.
Some of the ones that can't be eaten now, she plans to dry them all in the afternoon, and go back to give them to her mother. But she's been here for so long, why hasn't it rained?
If it weren't for the little talker who inadvertently mentioned that she would wait for a mushroom pick after the rain, she really didn't realize this, and she had to ask her parents when she went back, but there should be no famine.
The sparrow stewed red date soup in the crockpot made a gurgling sound as it boiled, and it also exuded bursts of fragrance, Guan Ping'an hurriedly reduced the firepower.
As this burst of fragrance spread, Guan Xiaozhu's voice also sounded outside, "Sister, hurry up, the fish are going to die." "Listening to the footsteps, it should be all three of them coming back together.
Guan Ping'an suddenly remembered that there was still a grass carp in the bucket in the room, and hurriedly ran into the back room to raise the bucket and began to kill the fish with a kitchen knife.
"Wow, what do you think so?" Guan Xiaozhu exclaimed before he came in, and ran to the stove in one breath, "An An, what did you burn?"
Guan Ping'an saw that she was about to lift the lid of the pot, and hurriedly shouted, "Don't move! ”
"Haha, that's not better, we just happened to be with you today. Guan Xiaozhu didn't lift the lid of the pot again, but came to her and squatted down, "Just one pot, how about our two partnerships in the future?"
Guan Ping'an was busy killing fish in his hands, and he didn't want to raise his head to return to her, "What's wrong......!" It's beautiful to think about, who is a fool?
At present, she doesn't want to tear her face with anyone and embarrass her parents, let alone be told by someone, but it doesn't mean that she has to swallow her anger.
"In the future, you don't have to dig wild vegetables, and you don't have to cook on the fire, so we save firewood, how appropriate." Sister, did you say?"
Guan Xiaolan didn't reply, but unexpectedly glanced at the two stoves, and looked at Guan Ping'an, who was squatting on the ground to kill fish, "An An, did you do this?"
Guan Ping'an finished chopping the last section of grass carp, looked up and nodded at her, and then picked up a plate of fish pieces and stood up, "Second sister, you come and kill the fish, the eldest sister is still waiting to use the knife." ”
"An An, or I won't burn it first, and I'll keep it for the two of us to eat together in the evening. ”
Guan Ping'an smiled meaningfully at Guan Xiaolan, "Second sister also wants to partner, but you see, I have prepared meals for my family of four." ”
"Don't be afraid, I'll go to the front and post some vegetable dumplings later, it's enough to eat. ”
Having said it so obviously, still playing?
Guan Ping'an's face immediately sank, "But I don't want to!"
Guan Xiaozhu suddenly rolled his eyes, "Hmph, if you don't want to, you don't want to, what's the stinking smugness, isn't it just burning meat, like someone who has never eaten it in eight lifetimes." ”
"What are you talking about!" Guan Xiaolan immediately pulled her sister and smiled at Guan Ping'an, "Don't listen to your third sister, she has such a temperament, she has no intentions." ”