"I want to eat braised pork!

Xiu'er's voice echoed in the kitchen, braised pork Hong Bingying Of course Miss Hong knows that sometimes when she is tired of practicing martial arts, Miss Hong will also ask for a braised pork wrapped in hot oil from the kitchen to relieve the body's desire for fat, she is not worried about eating braised pork and gaining weight, since she was a child, Hong Bingying has never gained weight, even if it is the most easy to show weight in her childhood, Miss Hong can only be called a pink carving.

It's a pity that even if Miss Hong eats a lot of braised pork, she doesn't know how to make it, she knows that there should be sugar and star anise in it, but she doesn't know how to stew a pot of braised pork soft and delicious.

Of course, there are no materials here, only a few black sticks of bacon hanging above their heads gently swaying in the breeze, attracting the attention of the two people in the room.

Miss Hong Bingying looked at Xiu'er's eyes that seemed to be glowing, and looked at the saliva that hung on the corner of Xiu'er's mouth, reflecting a suspicious light in the sunlight shining through the window in the afternoon, and couldn't help laughing: "Sister can't make braised pork now, but let's cook some bacon." ”

Seeing Xiu'er's little girl nodding, Hong Bingying breathed a sigh of relief, if this girl had to eat braised pork, Hong Bingying had no way at all, fortunately, Xiu'er was not a rude character, probably the palace maid who came out of the palace would not be a rude character, right?

Untied a string of marble-like bacon from the top of her head, Hong Bingying was a little dazed, then shook her head, put a whole piece of bacon on the board, and went to look for the rice in the cabinet next to her, Hong Bingying was very lucky, under the first cabinet, she found a bag of rice.

Hong Bingying scooped out two bowls of full rice from the rice bag, and threw them into a casserole next to her without scooping it.

After putting the rice, Hong Bingying didn't know how much water to put in, and after thinking about it, Hong Bingying scooped out a bowl of water from a large vat, which could cover the rice in the casserole.

The next thing is to burn the fire, this time, Hong Bingying paused, and then looked back at the little girl who was standing at the kitchen door, looking at her with a look of adoration: "...... Xiu'er ...... Will you make a fire?"

Xiu'er opened her mouth slightly: "Burn the fire? will!

As she spoke, Xiu'er turned her head to look left and right, and stuck out her tongue as if she had suddenly discovered something, staring at Hong Bingying with a pair of bright big eyes: "Sister Hong, do you want me to burn the fire?!"

"yes. Hong Bingying nodded: "My sister needs your help." ”

"Great!" Xiu'er almost jumped up, in Hong Bingying's puzzled gaze, Xiu'er's happiness at the moment was more exaggerated than when her sister and Miss Juan'er didn't want her.

At the moment when Hong Bingying was puzzled, Xiu'er walked on a pair of calves, and disappeared as soon as she slipped through the smoke, and it didn't take long for her to run back with a stack of firewood: "Sister Hong, let me come!

Hong Bingying looked at the firewood in Xiu'er's hand, piled up large and small, and was held by Xiu'er, almost covering her face, but no longer doubted anything, but helped Xiu'er take the firewood in her arms to the bottom of the stove, and stuffed it into it, until the whole stove was full, leaving no gaps before stopping.

After these were done, Xiu'er sneaked out two flints from somewhere, and the two little hands skillfully made a mistake, and the jumping sparks fell from between the flints to the firewood, and a few beautiful sparks just missed some solid wood above, and fell on the igniters below, and then, the sparks joined together, but they seemed to be out of breath, and they were pressed by the heavy piece of wood above, and they couldn't catch up.

"Whew, blow quickly, Sister Hong, blow quickly!" Xiu'er puffed out her small mouth and blew vigorously to the place where the sparks spread, but unfortunately Xiu'er was too small, and her mouth was not big enough, and the faint air flow only made the sparks bright for a moment, and then dimmed, without even the slightest superfluous reaction.

Hong Bingying let out an "oh", and opened her mouth to blow at the sparks that were about to ignite, and for a while the whole kitchen was filled with the sound of "whirring", mixed with the occasional coughing sound.

It's a pity that Xiu'er and Miss Hong stuffed too much firewood under the stove, even if the sparks spread far away, the flames flickered a few times, and the firewood above was not lit, but the smoke did not come out from the cracks of those firewood, as the smoke became more and more, Hong Bingying felt that she seemed to be out of sight.

With a "boom", the flames jumped up violently, startling Hong Bingying and Xiu'er, who were still blowing at the invisible stove, and the heat wave of the flames rushed to their faces, making the two of them sit on the ground.

A faint flame burned under the stove, and the two ran out of the smoke-filled kitchen, looked at each other, and laughed together.

"Hahaha! Sister Hong, you've become a big flower face!" Xiu'er laughed and fell, pointing at Hong Bingying's face with one hand, and waving it wildly in mid-air as if she didn't know where to put it.

"Aren't you a little flower cat!" Hong Bingying stretched out her hand and wiped it on Xiu'er's face, which originally had a few black and gray lines on her face, and a few more marks.

Hong Bingying also smiled quite heartily, feeling that the grievances and pressures of these days have dissipated with this joke, although the kitchen is still smoking, and I don't know if I can eat, but Hong Bingying is still quite happy.

Wait until most of the smoke in the kitchen has dissipated, Hong Bingying walked in again, there are too many combustibles stuffed under the stove, and there is no way to stop after the flame is burned, and there seems to be wind outside, and the whirring flames vent the tyranny from every opening they can find, and the casserole placed above the stove has long lost its original color, and has been smoked into a pitch black by the smoke, and even the fine cracks on the original casserole surface have disappeared.

The casserole "gurgling" sounded, the casserole lid jumped and jumped, and the white steam diffused, faintly in the smoke everywhere, a little smell of some food.

Hong Bingying breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that everything is on the right track, and there seems to be nothing wrong with the rice.

Next, Hong Bingying set her eyes on the bacon on the board, hesitated, Hong Bingying decided not to challenge the things that can't, although the bacon is fried with other things, the taste is absolutely first-class, but unfortunately Hong Bingying has never fried vegetables, let alone how to use a spatula, she has no problem using a kitchen knife, after all, she is originally a person who makes a knife and a sword, what knife is not a knife?

In this way, Hong Bingying thought of the easiest way to deal with these smoked meats, and she remembered that as long as she cut all the smoked meats and boiled them in water, they still tasted good.

Just do it, Hong Bingying doesn't need Xiu'er's help this time, she can also see it, although Xiu'er, a little girl, said that she can make a fire, but only will, vaguely Hong Bingying suspects that there was so much smoke just now, could it be because the firewood is too full?

You must know that until the last firewood was about to be stopped, Xiu'er still had an unfinished expression, and then the flames rose, and Xiu'er's loose skirt was about to burn, which made Hong Bingying very vigilant.

This time, Hong Bingying placed the firewood and igniters by herself, just asked Xiu'er to help carry things in, and waited until almost half of the stove was filled, Hong Bingying carefully lit the stove with flint, just as she suspected, this time, because the gap under the stove was large, there was no smoke and dust that filled the entire kitchen, and the flames were easy to ignite.

Hong Bingying added water to the pot, and then squinted at Xiu'er: "Xiu'er, how many times have you lit the fire today?"

"Second time!" Xiu'er stretched out her chubby little hand, raised two fingers and looked at Hong Bingying with burning eyes, as if waiting for Miss Hong's praise.

Hong Bingying twitched the corner of her eyes, she knew that this was the case, she should have asked before, after thinking about it, Hong Bingying still showed a twelve-point smile and patted Xiu'er's head: "Xiu'er...... You're really capable!"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Xiu'er was patted on the head by Hong Bingying, squinted her eyes and showed a very comfortable expression, very happy, Hong Bingying couldn't help but shake her head, this little girl is really unbearable, besides, she didn't make any big mistakes.

Of course, if Miss Hong knew why Xiu'er had only burned the fire once before, and that time she almost burned the kitchen clean, she probably wouldn't have such an idea as she does now.

Hong Bingying took out a kitchen knife from the knife rack next to her, cut the bacon into paddles of consistent thickness in a few clicks, and nodded, her hard-practiced knife skills really did not regress.

After adding some more firewood, and when the water in the pot began to boil, Hong Bingying threw the cut bacon into the water, and then covered the pot.

Looking back at Xiu'er, who was like a little flower cat, Hong Bingying raised her eyebrows: "Xiu'er, is there a well near here?" I'll take you to wash your face and wash your hands, and you can eat right away." ”

Xiu'er swallowed her saliva, and looked at the steaming casserole and the same steaming cauldron next to her with some expectation: "Yes! It's right next to it! Sister Hong! I'll take you!"

Hong Bingying followed the bouncing Xiu'er and walked out, and soon came to a well made of bluestone, and at one end of the rope tied to the wheel, there was a wooden barrel, and the wooden barrel was placed at random by the well, and it was dry inside, and I don't know how long no one had used it.