"Is that okay?"

Chi Jiaqiang's grandfather sat in the courtyard, holding a kitchen knife in each hand, sitting on a small bench chopping meat filling, less than two catties of meat has been chopped into stuffing, according to the old man's meaning, now this is fine. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wen Xu glanced at it and said, "Chop it for a while!"

Old Man Chi was not happy, and opened his mouth and said, "Then you come to chop, I'll make the stick noodle porridge!"

"Okay, you're old here, I'll chop the stuffing! You're so old, why don't you have any patience at all!" Wen Xu said and walked to the side of the homemade round big cutting board with a shelf, took the dish from the old man's hand, sat down and began to chop the stuffing.

The crisp sound of percussion in the whole courtyard immediately rang out happily.

In the process of chopping, put in the ginger and garlic cloves plus some green onions and garlic and the like, continue to chop! Chop to almost become a meat paste when add some soy sauce to dye a color, and then chop for a minute, put the stuffing into the sea bowl, add a small half bowl of pepper water soaked in boiling water to the bowl, add this mainly to remove the fishy smell of meat, and finally add the cut celery, celery does not need to be chopped too much, but the cut is very fine, one by one uniform small particles of about two millimeters, Wen Xu likes this taste.

After the filling was ready, Wen Xu began to roll out the dough into seven or eight centimeter round cakes, wrapped the filling with a big spoon, then sealed the filling, and pressed it into a round cake with a diameter of about ten centimeters on the panel.

"You're not in a hurry to cook this meal, aren't you?" Professor Chi Jiaqiang asked Wen Xu, who looked at Wen Xu, who was engaged and unhurried.

You don't have to eat, the old man already knows that the vegetable and meat patties made by this kid in front of him must be delicious, because what? To put it clearly, it took more than a quarter of an hour for the whole meat to be chopped into a filling, but with a fast knife, the old man just tried to put the knife on the meat, and the meat was divided into two, and the whole meat did not need to be beaten into the filling bowl when it was already meat paste.

Even if he was watching from the side, the old man felt that if he replaced the cake with a work of art, with this kid's focused expression, the style would be able to raise more than one realm at once.

"Anyway, I don't have anything to do, besides, it's only seven o'clock, and we'll eat on time at half past seven!" Talking here, Wen Xu's hands were not idle, sorting out the cakes if they were not round, press them twice, and if they were too big, they would close the edges, anyway, it was like they had obsessive-compulsive disorder, so they had to make all the cakes about the same size, and they had to be round to finish.

After all the cakes were finished, Wen Xu asked the old man Chi Jiaqiang, "Is the porridge ready?"

At this time, the old man realized that he had been observing Wen Xu fiddling with the cakes, and the porridge was not flushed at all, and when he turned his head, the heat on the pot was like something, if it wasn't for the pot lid being too heavy, the water vapor could overturn the pot lid.

Three steps and two steps ran over to open the lid of the pot, only to find that the pot was less than half of the water.

Wen Xu stretched out his head: "Add more scoop water!"

The old man Chi Jiaqiang turned around very embarrassed, scooped a scoop of water from the water tank, added it to the pot, and then added a handful of firewood to continue to burn.

The rice was burning over there, and Wen Xu raised the cauldron again, waited for the pot to heat up, put some oil into the pot with a dry rag and wiped it around, and then put the four pieces of cake in the pot in turn and began to burn.

After a while, I watched the cake stick to the side of the pot, and then changed the side, and continued to bake, waiting for both sides of the cake to appear yellowish, replacing the cake at the bottom of the pot with a new one, changing the almost baked one to the edge of the pot and using the warm fire on the side of the pot to continue baking, waiting for all the cakes to hang on both sides of a piece of golden brown the size of a fingernail, and the whole side has been completely raised, reach out and press the whole cake crust to sink in together.

A faint piece of golden white flour celery pie, with a crispy crust on the outside, chewing crispy and fragrant, inside is a soft dough, full of pores are soft and abnormal, a bite shows off the crispy crust, bite through the surface, the gravy of the pie filling with the aroma of celery through two completely different layers of fragrance, soaked in the mouth, what a good word for that taste!

A celery patty in each person's hand, a bowl of golden stick noodle porridge in front of each person, fine noodle cake with thick stick noodle porridge, the perfect farmhouse breakfast!

The only drawback is that Old Man Chi's porridge is a little late, according to Wen Xu's plan, if everything goes well, now he is eating the cake while sucking the warm porridge that can be eaten smoothly.

Because the porridge is too hot, you can only eat the cake while eating it, and when you want to drink the porridge, you have to blow it three or four times with your mouth before you can take a bite of the porridge, which is a bit of a fly in the ointment.

Old Man Chi looked at Dongliang on the table while drinking porridge, because he saw that in addition to the stick noodle porridge in Dongliang's dog bowl, there were also three complete celery cakes next to the basin, and now Dongliang was tilting his head and nibbling on the cakes, and the whole pot house was full of the fragrance of celery cakes.

"You really didn't say anything to the dog," Old Man Chi didn't know what to say.

Old man Chi likes warm celery cakes, let's put it this way, the old man thinks this is one of the best celery cakes he has ever tasted. It's better than what my wife makes, it's amazing!

"It eats whatever I eat, and if there is anything to do, it won't be treated like this, and today's bread is according to the amount," Wen Xu said.

"Whose are the rest?" Old Man Chi knew that there were still five pieces of bread in the pot, and when he heard that there were quantities, he asked.

"One is scum, look at its performance" Seeing the meaning of the old man Chi's inquiring face, he explained: "The husky string that my friend threw over!

Shi Shangzhen pops up from time to time, Wen Xu is a regular person, but this division director is completely different, and the point that comes out is not the same, if she is not prepared for a little, when she comes out, Wen Xu has to give her a little bit of his share, so that Wen Xu can simply do more, even if she doesn't take the lead, she can still fill Dongliang's stomach.

Hearing Wen Xu say this, Old Man Chi couldn't help laughing.

At this time, a crisp voice came from the courtyard: "It's so lively, what are you laughing at?"

As soon as the words fell, Shi Shangzhen appeared at the door of Wen Xu's pot house, really saying that Cao Cao Cao had arrived!

"This man's legs are incredibly long!" Wen Xu said jokingly.

After speaking, Wen Xu and Old Man Chi Jiaqiang glanced at each other, and immediately laughed.

Shi Shangzhen looked at the two laughing people, first took a closer look at the clothes on his body, and found nothing abnormal, so he reached out and rubbed his face: "What's wrong?"

"No! no!" said Old Man Chi.

"There are cakes in the cauldron, and porridge in the small pot!" Wen Xu said directly.

When Shi Shangzhen heard this, he immediately walked quickly to the edge of the pot: "As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the fragrance! By the way, Professor Chi, how did you meet Wen Xu."

"Just allow you to come, don't you allow me, an old man?" Professor Chi happily took Shi Shangzhen and joked.

Shi Shangzhen said: "What's not allowed here, anyway, I'm also a rubber!"

"Don't you have a pot there, why don't you do it yourself?" Professor Chi asked casually.

Shi Shangzhen served the porridge, took a piece of cake, pulled a stool, sat on the table, tore open the cake and took a bite and continued: "Professor Chi, I can do it, but the craft is limited to filling my stomach, and I really don't have the ability to make things so fragrant." This person's cooking is really first-class, I also read other people's recipes on the Internet, I don't even want to eat the things that the dog does, Wen Xu's cooking is full of color, flavor and flavor!

"That's right, I didn't have the patience to chop the stuffing just now," Professor Chi said with a smile.

Wen Xu's eyelids drooped, listening to the two of them, and after a while, he heard the two of them talking about the main matter in the village.

"How's the story?" Professor Chi finished eating one cake, reached out and touched the second one, pulled a dough from the cake and threw it into the bowl, soaked it with chopsticks and put it in his mouth and ate it.

"I've already thought of a few frameworks," Shi Shangzhen said: "But I'm really not the material to make up stories, so far I have only made up a story about a Wen family scholar rushing to take the exam!"

Professor Chi said, "Let's hear it!"

Shi Shangzhen said: "There is a scholar surnamed Wen, on the way to Beijing to catch the exam, I met an old man, this old man is very sick, dying on the side of the road, many people on the road passed by and did not stretch out their hands, only this scholar vividly compassionate, gave some money to the old man to treat the disease, and then the scholar continued to hurry, who knew that after arriving in the provincial capital, the name of the exam fell to Sun Shan,......"

Wen Xu listened to this story and listened stupidly, the whole story is that a scholar surnamed Wen saved an old man, but the examination room was frustrated and felt shameless to see his parents, and wanted to give himself to the knot, and in the end, it was the old man who appeared to save the scholar, and gave the scholar eighteen tea trees, telling the scholar to plant these eighteen tea trees next to his grave to bless his descendants!

Of course, Wen Xue won't tell anything about his IQ, because the person who made up the story is still on the scene, and he is not stupid.

"What are you doing here?" Wen Xu was ready to find out to the two of them.

Shi Shangzhen said: "Propaganda!"

"Ahh

Shi Shangzhen looked at Wen Xu with disdain and said, "Folklore, this is folklore, how tall can it be?"

"That can't be made up like that, it has to be a little substantial!"

You must know that these eighteen trees were all planted by Wen Xu, and now that such a 'legend' has been made, Wen Xu suddenly can't accept it.

Professor Chi nodded here and affirmed the story: "The story is good!"

"Isn't that good?"

Professor Chi looked at Wen Xu and smiled: "Then what do you think of the level of the so-called queen saving life in the big red robe?"

"Ah!" Wen Xu was stunned for a moment, Wen Xu in the big red robe knew it, and he also knew a little about several legends, but he never thought about the level of legends.

Professor Chi said: "Now the so-called Da Hong Pao mother plant, the earliest literature record is the Republic of China, and then neither the local chronicles nor the county chronicles have mentioned the current Da Hong Pao mother plant, that is to say, all these legends are just legends, two or seven years ago, now the so-called Da Hong Pao mother plant on the cliff is not known at all, since even the tree is not famous, then where do these legends come from? It is not made up by others! Others can make up, why can't you make up the tea trees in Wenjia Village?"

Shi Shangzhen explained: "Now many scholars believe that the existing Dahongpao mother plant is not the real Dahongpao, but the pseudostrain The original real Dahongpao mother plant has died."

"Ahh

At the sound of Wen Xu's side, a head stuck out of the doorway and looked into the room!

Take a closer look, it's not who the scum is!

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