The sixth sister is also a conditioned reflex for Xiao Liu to say, who let Xiao Liu's mouth say anything without taboos. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info She wants to say whatever she wants, whether it's day or night, and it's bold to say whether it's bold or cowardly. Let's say she's timid, she always doesn't take those taboos to heart. Let's be bold, and a person doesn't dare to go to the thatched house at night.

"What are you singing?" When the eldest sister and eldest sister arrived at the door of the room, she heard Xiaoliu shouting there, yes, also, she didn't understand a word of what the lyrics were.

"Eldest sister, do you want me to play one for you? Just like that, that tastes like that. Isn't it exciting for you to listen? Xiaoliu was in a good mood and automatically ignored her eldest sister who said that she was crazy.

"Well, I'm not going to listen, cheer up? I think it's nerves. "The sixth sister blew the lantern that came in, took off her coat and sat down on the bed." Go to sleep. After the sixth sister finished speaking, she lay down on the bed and pulled the quilt to sleep.

After the two sisters blew the bedside lamp and fell asleep, but they were bitter about the martial arts meeting standing at the corner of the house, it turned out that he was leaving, who knew that the master asked the little girl who was guarding her to take her eldest sister out, and saw her secretly pouring water into a basin, and still holding a leaky wooden box in her hand. Finally, when she was about to sleep, she began to sing like crazy again.

Is that a song? He had just heard a beginning that almost made him stand still. He had never heard such a singing method once, but it was not very difficult to listen to it later, who knew that there would be some taste after hearing it, what kind of taste? He couldn't tell, but the song was like a magic that made him want to dance along. Magic? Wu Xi would think of this possibility and return to a small village outside Qingshan City overnight.

Zhaojia Village is only half a mile away from Qingshan City, and there is a small village, which is a small village with only more than ten households. There is a farmhouse at the head of the village that is smaller than the village, and the martial arts association rented it a few days ago, if the gate of Qingshan City is closed, he will not be able to return to the city that day, he will come to this village to rest. Wu Xihui returned to his own room and began to write notes to his master.

In the Songzhu Courtyard in the Jinguo General's Mansion, the master of the Martial Arts Association, Xiao Yi, was looking at the notes passed by the Martial Arts Association in the house, three in a row. "Killing wild boars? Buy a dagger? Running fast? Zhao Wan'er, you will really surprise me. Zi Jiu asked Zi Ba to give the nameless dagger to the Martial Arts Association, and he knew how to do it. ”

"It's the master, and the subordinates are retiring." After Zi Jiu finished speaking, he walked out, and this time he didn't need to burn the note. Zi Jiu knew that the master was talking about the dagger, and the master got it by accident, but unfortunately the master didn't use it, and I heard that it was a peerless dagger. Ziba was too serious, and the master gave him a dagger, and he rushed to Qingshan City with the dagger overnight.

The next day, when Xiao Liu got up, she heard a very lively sound outside the hospital, and she thought that her uncle's family was coming. When I went out, it turned out that there were many people standing outside the hospital chatting at the door of her house. Xiaoliu went to the kitchen and asked her eldest sister why there were so many people at the door? Only then did I know that there were a lot of people who came to catch loaches in the past two days, and the whole village knew that there were a lot of loaches in her pond, and they all took small buckets and basins to catch loaches.

Those who can go down to the pond have gone to the pond, and those who can't go down to the pond have all gone to the place where the mud is poured and waited, and in the end, there are still many people who have no seats, and they met and talked at the door of her house. Now it's okay, her family dug a pond, and the whole village went out. It's almost winter, and you can still see a lot of people. Of course, there are still a lot of strong laborers who go to the town to find short-term jobs.

Xiaoliu's family had breakfast, and the people chatting at the door also dispersed, and the sisters closed the door and began to grind soybeans. Before grinding soybean milk, Xiaoliu also went to her third uncle's house to get a few bamboo branches of the same thickness back, she also made the more than ten bamboo branches with the thickness of the little finger into the same length, and put them in a pot to cook for a while, and then made a small shelf of boiled bamboo, and then washed and dried the small shelf and put it in the yard.

When it was time to really grind soy milk, Xiaoliu asked her eldest sister to add less water than when she usually grinds soy milk, today she is not making soy milk, she wants to make a new thing.

Little Sixth Sister didn't doubt Xiao Liu's words, who let her get something she hadn't eaten when she was fine, and what exclusive method she said was that she came up with it when she wanted to break her head. In terms of eating, their family supports Xiao Liu, except for the bean sprouts.

Xiaoliu was busy grinding and grinding the soymilk, grinding all the soaked soybeans, and when the two sisters grinded all the beans and filtered the bean dregs, Xiaoliu taught her eldest sister how to cook it, and when she saw a layer of skin boiled on the soymilk, Xiaoliu picked it up with chopsticks and put it on the small rack that had been sunburned. was busy until there was no bean skin in the pot, and Xiaoliu asked her eldest sister to wash the pot.

Xiao Liu took out the marinade she made yesterday, fried and boiled the marinade that was not wrapped in it, and made a pot of marinade soup, and the aroma of the marinade became heavier and heavier as the pot opened.

"Little Liu, what do you want to do here? It's really fragrant, compared to you this time, the braised soup I made last time was not braised soup. ”

Xiao Liu waited for the bean skin to dry, and waited for the marinade in the pot to cook to the taste she wanted. "Eldest sister, you had a good marinade last time, but there are a few less flavors, and this marinade also has to be proportional." Xiao Liu talked to her eldest sister about the skills in this, and recalled that she loved to eat her father's braised beef in winter.

Every winter, her family also gets a lot of salty goods, but unfortunately in addition to sausages, such as salted fish, salted chicken, and salted meat, they don't eat them. Every time her father braised some big meat, chicken legs, etc., their family ate them all, and the only braised goods that Xiaoliu didn't eat was braised large intestines. But there are several people in her family who love to eat, and her father made braised large intestines.

As soon as Xiao Liu smelled this smell, it was this smell, and put the wild boar, pig intestines, and chicken thighs that had been dried for a few days in the marinade pot.

Take it here, Xiaoliu asked her eldest sister to start boiling the small pot, and dug out half of the lard from the lard jar and put it in the small pot, which made her eldest sister feel very distressed. Xiao Liu saw that the lard in the small pot had melted, and when he put his hand on the oil, he felt that the oil temperature was about the same, and poured the air-dried bean skin on the shelf into the small pot and fried it.

Xiao Liu saw that the bean skin was fried to golden brown, took a colander and scooped up the bean skin, put it aside, and took out most of the oil in the pot and poured it back into the lard jar. Sister Xiaoliu saw that Xiaoliu poured a lot of things into the small pot, and the fragrance became stronger and stronger, more and more fragrant.

"Little Liu, why don't you still pour sugar in it?" Sister Xiaoliu couldn't help but ask when she saw Xiaoliu pouring sugar, it was the first time she had seen this marinade with sugar.

"Sister, just wait a while." Xiao Liu saw that it was almost fried, so she took the soy sauce and water and poured it into the pot for her eldest sister to boil. Xiaoliu waited until she thought it was about the same time, poured the bean skin into a small pot again, and finally put homemade cooking wine and salt, and stuffed it for a few minutes before getting the bean skin out and putting it on the plate, sprinkled with chili noodles.

(To be continued.) )