Feng Jiaojiao is a well-known pampered daughter in the village, who doesn't know that Captain Feng's little daughter can't do the work at home since she was a child, let alone the work in the field?

Isn't that a waste of good stuff?

The obvious disapproval in everyone's eyes made Feng Jiaojiao feel frustrated.

It's the original Feng Jiaojiao who can't do anything, okay!

He smiled and said, "Uncles and aunts, why don't you do this, I'll do half of it, and let the rest of the people in the village do it?"

There is nothing to be angry about the distrust of the villagers, who let the original owner be such a person? However, now that she is here, she must change the villagers' opinion of her.

Eh, how can she, Miss Feng, have a reputation as a useless waste?

Feng Chuxia stood on the edge of the crowd, looking at the more beautiful and moving Feng Jiaojiao, her eyes were red with jealousy.

Thinking about his current appearance, seeing his husband staring at Feng Jiaojiao intently, he couldn't wait to go up and tear that face.

What a stinky and shameless vixen, he knows how to seduce men!

She didn't believe that Feng Jiaojiao, a fox, could cook.

In the blink of an eye, the hateful gaze disappeared and changed into an expression that was good for you, and stepped forward to grab Feng Jiaojiao's hand: "Jiaojiao, don't play childish, okay?" You have never cooked, you can't even peel potatoes, now you will be in charge of everyone, when the time comes, when the time comes...... In short, in short...... Or I'll do it for you. As she spoke, she showed a good look on her sister's face.

Feng Chuxia thought of the attitude of the villagers towards her recently, and worked hard to create opportunities to make the villagers change their opinion of her.

Looking at Feng Chuxia, whose face was obviously better than before she got married, Feng Jiaojiao slowly pulled out the hand she was holding, took out a white handkerchief and wiped her hands: "Haven't I cooked? You won't forget how many tortillas I pasted after eating, right? The white-eyed wolf is really competent." After speaking, he said to the crowd around him coquettishly: "Uncles and aunts, rest assured, although my grandparents, parents are reluctant to let me work, but I have taught everything that should be taught, what should be learned, I have also learned, and my cooking skills have been passed on by my milk~"

The playful words suddenly lightened the atmosphere a lot, and the surrounding villagers laughed.

"Jiaojiao, then you have to take out your milk's skill, let the fat aunt also learn, your milk's craft is this in our village. Aunt Li Fat, who was in charge of the village's red and white ceremonies, joked on the side, and gave a thumbs up when she talked about the food cooked by Zhao Xiulan.

"Yes, Jiaojiao, you have to show your hands. ”

In fact, Aunt Li Fat has never eaten the food cooked by Zhao Xiulan, and there are only ten or eight people in the village who have actually eaten the food cooked by Zhao Xiulan.

As soon as it was spread ten, ten by hundred, the whole village thought that the food cooked by Zhao Xiulan was the best.

It's not that the women in the village don't cook well, but they don't have anything, and they are reluctant to oil and water, so they naturally think that Zhao Xiulan, who is willing to put oil and seasonings, cooks deliciously.

Today, the people in the village originally planned to let Aunt Li be in charge of cooking, and Aunt Li was kind and enthusiastic, and her reputation in the village was excellent.

She is not afraid that Feng Jiaojiao, a junior, will cook better than her, and she will not be jealous, so at this time, she echoed Feng Jiaojiao's words, and she also wanted to settle down in front of the captain.

Feng Jiaojiao is not familiar with the people in the village, but she also knows each other, looking at the fat aunt with a warm smile and kind eyes, she smiled playfully and cutely: "Fat aunt said that you are a well-known chef here, how dare I compare with you in these three or two? ”

"Haha, you little girl is really good at talking, okay, big guy, hurry up, we women are in charge of the kitchen, our stomachs are hungry, just wait for the big fat to go down......!"

Everyone laughed and dispersed, and they all got busy. Although he still muttered about Feng Jiaojiao's craftsmanship in his heart, he didn't have the unhappiness he had at the beginning.

Twilight is dark

Feng Dadao led a few villagers with experience in killing pigs and sheep to remove the hair of four wild boars, skin the two sheep, open the intestines and break the belly, divide the meat, and the meat was neatly stacked in the courtyard of the brigade, and the internal organs were put into the basin and carried into the kitchen.

The men lined up to divide the meat, and the women washed the entrails and busied themselves with cooking.

The cold wind was blowing, and the happy smiling faces were shining under the dim kerosene lamp.

The jubilant atmosphere is not hindered by the cold of the night in the slightest.

The side room in the courtyard of the brigade was a large canteen for the first two years, and there was no fire for cooking for a long time, and the smoke filled the real canteen.

Feng Jiaojiao's eyes were full of tears, Zhao Xiulan felt sorry for her granddaughter, but she didn't want to lose the talk, so she could only shout and scold her eldest grandson Feng Chengwei to let him burn the fire.

Miss Feng cooks, two words: waste!

Zhao Xiulan knew that she quietly asked Li Lihua and Zhang Chuntao to go home and get five catties of oil, green onions, ginger, garlic, spicy seeds, and hot sauce.

Feng Jiaojiao watched the fat aunt on the pot stove next to her mix pork offal and haggis together to make offal soup, and her heart trembled.

That taste...... Can we be together?

Haggis soup is a specialty of Inner Mongolia, mainly spicy, it is considered a soup, and pork offal is still marinated delicious, braised pork liver, braised pig lungs, fat intestines, think about it delicious. As for the pig-killing dishes, Feng Jiaojiao is really limited to cooking.

This bloody neck, you can't bite when you look at it, let alone so many lymphatic ......

Feng Jiaojiao stirred the pig's neck in the pot with the spoon head, and muttered in her heart,

Killing pigs, killing pigs, in fact, is to cook the bloody neck when killing pigs, add some sauerkraut, and add some made blood sausage.

Of course, this is a traditional practice in the rural areas of Northeast China, but there is no seasoning, and it is difficult to eat.

Feng Jiaojiao didn't plan to do this.

After passing the pig's neck through the water, it is fished out, chopped into pieces half a fist size, and soaked in cold water.

After washing the pot, pour two catties of oil, when the oil temperature is hot, put a bowl of green onions, ginger and garlic, dried chili peppers, and ingredients together in the pot and stir-fry.

After the fragrance is stir-fried, two spoons of Pixian hot sauce are added, and the more noisy it is, the more fragrant it is.

"Oh, Jiaojiao, this incense, auntie, look at what you do. The fat aunt who was cooking on the stove next to her and the two daughters-in-law from the village ran over when they smelled the fragrance.

In fact, they had been paying attention to Feng Jiaojiao's side just now, wanting to see if Feng Jiaojiao was bragging or really cooking.

Watching Feng Jiaojiao work neatly and with a full posture, she affirmed seven or eight points in her heart.

It's not Miss Jiao who doesn't know anything as the people in the village say, but a good girl who does everything neatly.

It's just a bit of a waste! The hearts of the three women coincide with each other.

Seeing Feng Jiaojiao pour so much oil, she felt distressed in her heart, she was really a loser.

That's oil!

Their family doesn't necessarily use that much in a year!

But Zhao Xiulan was guarding beside her, and her brother was sitting there burning the fire, so she just watched from the side.

Anyway, it's not with their oil.

The three people who crawled on the edge of Feng Jiaojiao's pot smelled the fragrant fragrance and swallowed their saliva deeply.

This is really amazing, the meat is so fragrant before it comes out of the pot?

"Jiaojiao, what are you putting here?

Feng Jiaojiao smiled: "The sauce, the hot sauce, the exclusive secret recipe of my milk, fragrant, right?"

"Well, it smells so good!"

"Hehe, yes, I think too. Auntie, I guess you can have some leftover later, if you don't dislike it, take it home and try it. ”

"You girl, what do you dislike, it's too late for your aunt to thank you, okay, you hurry up, just your craft, don't let the big guy swallow your tongue tonight?" After speaking, he pulled the two young daughters-in-law back to the stove where she was cooking.

Feng Jiaojiao stir-fried the pork neck cut into small pieces when the fat aunt was talking, and poured water into it after frying it more than ten times.

Let's stew, simmer for half an hour, and then put the blood sausage and sauerkraut in the pot.

After all the pig-killing dishes were done, Feng Jiaojiao made haggis soup on the stove next to her.

A very important part of the haggis soup is cleaning, the internal organs of the sheep are not clean, the smell is very strong, and it is difficult to eat.

Feng Jiaojiao looked at the sheep tripe, sheep lungs, sheep liver, and sheep small intestine that had been processed and piled into the basin by the village aunts, and washed them with hot water three times, and then cut them into short strips. Looking at the potatoes in the basin next to him, they are all slivers that are thicker than chopsticks, and he is biased, there is no way, he will do it!

The bottom of the pot is about two catties of oil, and when it is hot, put in the green onions, ginger and garlic, chili peppers, peppercorns, and stir-fry.

The haggis is spicy and delicious, and the spicy taste can cover the smell of mutton, Feng Jiaojiao likes it, so she puts a lot of chili peppers.

After stir-frying the fragrance, put in the fat intestine and stir-fry, fry seven or eight times and then pour in the chili noodles and fry, until the red oil is fried and poured into a large pot of water.

Then put in the chopped heart, liver, lungs, small intestine, and potatoes.

Finish with a large handful of salt.

After the haggis were all done, Feng Jiaojiao poured the prepared sauerkraut and blood sausage into the pot of pig-killing vegetables.

wiped the sweat on my head, it's really not an easy job~

After Feng Jiaojiao did her job, she stood in front of the glass mouth and watched the huge canteen chatting in groups of women and children running around chasing and beating around.

It's hilarious!

I don't know if I'm happy because I'm about to eat meat, or because I'm about to be lively?

Because of the cooking, the cafeteria is no longer cold at the beginning, and the smoke of cooking and fire is everywhere.

The old tables and stools piled up in the cafeteria had been laid down by the women of the village, scrubbed, and just waiting for the meal to begin.

Sitting together in groups and chatting, in fact, their eyes were staring at the cooking situation inside.

Who makes the taste tempting? What's more, everyone knows that it's made of ~ meat!

Wistfully~

"Jiaojiao, are you hungry, do you want to eat a tortilla first?" said the fat aunt who walked up to Feng Jiaojiao with a tortilla.

Feng Jiaojiao turned her head to look at the fat aunt who handed her corn cakes with one hand and stuffed them into her mouth with the other, and smiled: "Auntie, you can eat, I'm not hungry yet." ”

looked at the three pots of corn tortillas pasted on the ground next to her, and muttered in her heart, did her warm father even have the staple food out of the public?

"Auntie, are you done?"

The fat aunt said while swallowing the cake: "It's good morning, this is easy to do, just throw it in the pot and it's over, my aunt is not like you, it's fried again, it's stewed, and there is no oil." After the last sentence was said in a low voice, he winked at Feng Jiaojiao.

Feng Jiaojiao looked at the funny appearance of the fat aunt of one hundred and sixty-seven, smiled and blinked, and said in a low voice: "If you want it, I'll get it for you." ”

Feng Jiaojiao was an unintentional joke, but she didn't expect the fat aunt to take it seriously, and hurriedly pulled Feng Jiaojiao aside: "Really, can you really oil your aunt?"

The fat aunt's family also has a large population, and she earns more work, and she can earn a few less by making banquets for people all year round, so that the family is in the upper echelons of the village.

Although the conditions are good, there is no money and nothing!

Can you not be excited when you hear Feng Jiaojiao's words at this time? I am worried about the lack of oil at home during the Chinese New Year!

was pulled by the fat aunt and flashed, and only after standing still did she figure out why the fat aunt was excited.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded.

It can be seen from the fat aunt's charitable eyes and kind words that this fat aunt can work together.

It's just that Feng Jiaojiao didn't expect that today's unintentional move would attract another big customer for her.