Ding Qingshi took out the big bamboo basket she had woven from the yard, walked quickly into the underground kitchen, unplugged the power of the soup pot and rice cooker, and put the pot with chicken soup and rice into the bamboo basket. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Of course, this pot of chicken soup as a dish can only be regarded as hydration. It is not a dish that can fill the stomach, and every meal is an indispensable Qingshi brand, and the big pot stew must also exist.

Ding Qingshi poured the big pot that was completed early into the stainless steel basin and put it into the big bamboo basket together. Then the noon meal was complete, and he easily carried the bamboo basket in one hand and left the underground kitchen.

"Auntie, look at this pot of excellent pheasant soup I stewed, it takes two hours, it is mellow and rich, rich in nutrition, and it is a must-have in the soup."

Ding Qingshi deliberately placed the fragrant and delicious chicken soup in front of Ding Youhua, and as for the other pot, the pig food stewed in the big pot that the ugly lady disliked was consciously placed on her own side.

"Well, it's very tempting to smell the taste, and you know that your skill in stewing chicken soup has grown, and you can open a chicken soup restaurant in the future."

It is very normal for Ding Youhua to look at the pot of chicken soup, and he can praise his niece's good craftsmanship, but he can't say what he wants to praise in the face of another pot of miserable smorgasbord stew.

Although I have seen it many times, every time I feel about it, I am refreshing my endurance and adaptability. It's definitely a pot of dishes that make people feel full and want to burp when they look at it.

It's a compliment to say it's a dish, and it is estimated that Xiaoshi didn't even use a kitchen knife. Directly use your hands to break those carrots, white radish, or sweet potatoes or something, directly to break into several pieces, large and small in various shapes.

There were also a few piping potatoes, presumably added later. It is the only original model that still maintains resolution. The other purple dough should be eggplant, and the green skin is soft and loofah paste.

A few red peppers with only a layer of red skin left, and a few yellow, yellow, white and white intersecting a large ball of frangipani? This kind of freewheeling combination and matching, the taste is all randomly played depending on the material.

Such a dish stewed in a big pot of Qingshi brand, ordinary people do not have the courage to taste it easily, and only Xiaoshi and the pigs fed by her pigsty can eat happily.

Ding Qingshi never thought that her big pot stewed was hugely lethal, so he took a bowl and scooped out two big chicken legs and chicken meat that was easy to chew, and added a small half bowl of soup and handed it to Ding Youhua.

"Auntie, eat quickly, you must not be polite with me."

Ding Qingshi looked at the ugly girl, and he didn't care about it when he was still trying to gnaw on the bones, scooped half a bowl of rice from the bowl he picked up, and filled it with a messy stew, and started with a snort, don't be polite with a rice bucket. If the movement is a little slow, it is easy to lose the soup.

Ding Youhua looked at the two sturdy big chicken legs in her bowl, and his heart was full of warmth, the feelings between this person and people are not measured by how much money, a sincere heart, a heart is more precious than anything else.

"Little stone, how much can my aunt's short body and small belly eat, but not everyone is like your bottomless belly, and you can fit as much as you want. Your brother Minghui often tells me about those ways of health preservation, saying that elderly people need to eat less and more meals, and they can't eat too much at each meal. ”

She didn't eat much, and she ate a little bit in the county seat at noon. This will just want to eat with Xiaoshi, and a bowl of chicken soup is enough. Sandwiched two chicken thighs into Ding Qingshi's bowl, Ding Qingshi stopped one and accepted the other.

"Brother Minghui, the future great doctor, what he says should be professional, then this chicken leg aunt eats one, I eat one, you must drink a few more sips of chicken soup." After drinking, in the evening we stew on the chicken. ”

Ding Qingshi thought that after eating at noon, he would continue to stew in the evening, so he didn't give in to his aunt, gnawed the chicken leg in a few clicks, and attacked her stewed main dish in a big pot.

"Auntie, do you think it's hot, do you need me to turn on the air conditioner?"

Ding Qingshi has always been in a hurry to eat, this June weather, eating in the underground kitchen is quite cool, but drinking hot soup in the room on the ground to eat, still a little hot.

Don't look at the appearance of her two stone rooms, but the internal functions are still very advanced, the heating and cooling system is designed by her own hands, and installed it covertly, and the effect of use is very good.

"I'm not hot at all, so you don't have to turn on the air conditioner. The advantage of this stone house is that it is cool to live in summer. ”

Ding Youhua was very entangled when she thought of the source of the cold air, this is what she is still worried about after experiencing the soil explosives incident.

Regarding Ding Qingshi's education, Ding Youhua can only discuss with his son, she has lacked family care since she was a child, and she is infinitely powerful and can eat. I feel different from other people, and my mind is extraordinarily sensitive and meticulous.

I met Ding Yonggui and Lin Xiujuan again, such ruthless and irresponsible parents. It was supposed to be someone to guide and discipline her correctly. She has been forced to grow up and start living on her own.

On the surface, it looks like he's grown up very healthy. But in practice, she lacks a sense of security in an unfamiliar environment, and her defensive wariness of people is also very serious. And there is a great problem of paranoia.

She couldn't eat enough when she was a child because of the large amount of food, but later she understood money when she was older, and after she could buy food to fill her stomach, she began to love money like her life, and she could definitely do it to the extent that she wanted money and didn't want her life.

In addition to being stingy about the food in her stomach, others are not only others but also herself, they are all picks that can be picked, and she will definitely not spend a penny more.

As a result, just after the earth explosives incident, a series of bold and opportunistic incidents appeared. When the two basements were vacated, they began to be used as her scrap appliance repair room.

Ding Youhua once dared to raid the basement once. I was amazed by the complete sample of kitchen appliances, but fortunately, these are not dangerous goods.

But with so many appliances in the basement kitchen, it is not enough to have an electricity bill of a few hundred dollars per month. Ding Youhua thought about helping her pay the electricity bill, but he was dumbfounded when he went to pay the bill.

The little stone really picked the door, and only paid the national government a "little" cover up money - almost all of which is negligible. Other people's electricity bills need to be paid every month, but her family can pay them once a year.

The speed at which the meter in her house was turning was invisible to her eyes. The staff of the power supply bureau once thought it was a problem with the electricity meter, and deliberately replaced two new meters, and found that the results were the same.

Seeing that her stone house does not have any major electrical appliances, even the lighting bulbs are the smallest wattage, but she is too poor and is ready to reduce her electricity bill. Ding Youhua understands the electricity consumption of kitchen appliances in the basement, and knows what the small stone has done on the meter.