I haven't had time to count first, so I'd better cook dinner first and eat it and then count it.

The door opened, it was dark, and I came back earlier today, so it wasn't so dark outside at this time that I couldn't see my fingers.

But it was still very dark, and my feet almost reached the threshold because I couldn't see the road clearly, so I went back with the lamp, and a cold and overcast wind hit me.

It is estimated that it was at this time of the year, when Qin Mo was actually blown over, as if his head was frozen.

The wind came in from the loose cloth of his limbs, and at that moment, Qin Mo gritted his teeth coldly and shivered.

Therefore, the cold wave is like a tiger, and the fierce Cheng dù is like a knife cutting on you.

However, I still have to eat this dinner.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo paused, pushed the door open, and protected the lamp with his hand.

Then go outside to the stove.

There was wind, Qin Mo carefully placed the lamp in the leeward direction of the stove, took care of it carefully, and then sat down in front of the stove early.

When I touched the firewood and lit the fire, I found that the firewood was a little insufficient.

I ran to the back to pick up some large pieces of firewood, but I found that the firewood I picked up from the mountain was almost used.

What is now available in the house are the leftovers that the craftsmen used to make furniture out of wood and then discarded.

There was also a large number of bamboo branches cut off from the bamboo products in the backyard last time, and Qin Mo dragged two cages over, thinking that the firewood that would be used for a long time in the future would depend on it.

Ambiguous, not to mention, although this bamboo pole is easy to cut hands, this is used as firewood, but it is the rumbling sound of the fire.

Qin Mo felt that he hadn't encountered such a firewood for a long time, this fire was so strong, it was really good to burn.

The iron pot is soaked with water and cleaned.

In fact, Qin Mo also made a very energetic dinner today, because she hadn't eaten pork ribs for a long time, and she was tired of eating it every day in modern times, but occasionally came to make a soup or something, Qin Mo still liked it very much.

This meat tastes tender and refreshing.

It's much better than pork.

And after Qin Mo crossed over, she had some money at her disposal to improve her food, but she had always sold meat and was reluctant to buy pork ribs, but when she asked the price today, she didn't want the ribs to be cheaper than the price of meat.

Qin Mo was taken aback, and was stunned for two seconds in front of the meat stall before he seemed to react.

Later, I thought that this was probably because the ancient people couldn't afford to eat meat, so they couldn't afford to eat meat, so it was cheaper to buy more meat, and those with bones, such as pork ribs and the like, were more expensive than lean meat.

This is happy to kill Qin Mo, I really want to eat a good meal and relieve my hunger for many days, so I am willing to spend money to buy a full two catties.

The ancient pork is authentic local pork, and the meat quality is definitely more fragrant than the meat of modern feed pigs.

Qin Mo is music, with such a thought, he looked at it in his heart.

The steps of making pork ribs Qin Mo are familiar, first use hot water to wear them, pass them through, put oil, and then directly put the ribs in, put salt, and enlarge the material.

Even if the condiments are not as complete as modern ones, the meat is more delicious than in the past.

Qin Mo didn't know what was wrong tonight, he didn't usually have such a greedy mouth, and he only started to salivate his mouth tonight.

Boil hot water and drain the meat into it.

Qin Mo enjoyed the feeling of making this food.

In fact, pork ribs are good for soup, but there are no soup utensils here, and the time is too late, and the soup time is too long, so you can't make dinner in time.

It's still fast to burn the ribs directly.

The smell of burning is good, too.

The ribs are hot water, dry and oiled.

Qin Mo was very busy when he had to add firewood and take care of the pot again.

The ribs are in the pot, and the sound of stir-frying is also loud.

"Sister. It smells so good! ”

At such a late hour, there is still such a loud noise in the pot, and it is estimated that only Qin Mo's family is there.

Next to Jinqing's house, Qin Mo took a sideways look, only the main room was left with lights, and the lights in the other rooms were all out, probably because Jinqing and her brother might have slept.

Therefore, Qin Mo's family is a little conspicuous when they are busy like this now.

It's just that I happen to live at the end of the village, just such a lonely house here, but I can't recruit anyone else.

As soon as the oil is put in, the ingredients are put in, stir-fried, and the aroma of the meat has come out of the pot.

When Xiangxiang smelled the fragrance, she stepped on the soles of her feet, a little shy, but she couldn't hide the excitement in her expression, and she looked eager to eat

Qin Mo turned his head and comforted her softly.

"Don't worry, this is very strong, my sister has to add water to boil.!"

After all, these ribs are meat, and meaty things are not so easy to cook.

After stir-frying, add water to simmer.

With Qin Mo's words, that gentle voice, and the fragrance of listening to it had a very reassuring feeling.

And he who never left lingered at the door, waiting, neither going into the house, nor stepping out, but waiting.

Qin Mo kept adding firewood, adding firewood, and the ribs were stuffy for more than half an hour, and finally Qin Mo estimated that it was good.

Finally, the lid of the pot was lifted, and the fragrance was really unusually fragrant, which made people appetizing.

Qin Mo picked up a bone from the pot, tasted it, and tasted it.

Only bites the first bite, the strength of the meat is refreshing, and the raw teeth that bite down bounce up slightly, and bite into the bottom.

The delicious soup seeped out of the flesh and flowed from between the teeth to the mouth, full of deliciousness.

When chewing, the mouth is full of fragrance.

"Hmm~!" Qin Mo, who thinks that he is not a picky eater and can endure hardships very much, was impressed by the taste for a moment, and he didn't know how to describe it.

It's just delicious.

Qin Mo closed his eyes and tasted it with a look of enjoyment.

This rib is like this, it doesn't need too much material, it's just a pinch of salt that tastes too fragrant.

Today's meal is really worth the wait.

There are only vegetables, because there are more pork ribs to buy, it is enough for two people to eat, so Qin Mo did not braise rice separately.

The clay pottery bowl, Qin Mo shoveled it up with a spatula, and filled a large bowl with a bowl.

He brought another bowl.

The rest of the pot actually filled most of the bowl.

Today, the two of them can feast on themselves, Xiangxiang, especially Xiangxiang, and they can have a good time tonight and have a good time with this meat addiction