Chapter Eighty-Three: The Leek Box

Li Mingyang, who was so cowardly, only let Xia Cao and Xia Maihe pass by at a glance, and he didn't pay any special attention to him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two foodies were staring at the emerald green leeks in the courtyard, their eyes glowing golden. Xia Cao pushed away slightly, and the little fat man in front of him blocked his vision, "Brother Mingxuan, that's your vegetable patch, it looks really gratifying." ”

The little fat man who was pushed away didn't care about it, and stepped forward again, approaching Xia Cao, "My father can't eat leeks, and he feels uncomfortable and has a rash when he eats it." But my father and I both love to eat, so my mother grows some and stir-fries them occasionally. ”

"Second brother, no one in our family can't eat leeks?" Xia Cao looked at Xia Maihe suspiciously.

"No, it's just that the taste of leeks is big, and my mother doesn't like it, so we don't grow it in our family." Xia Maihe said.

It's good if you don't have it, it doesn't matter if the taste is big, just eat it, anyway, you don't blow on your mouth with people, if you don't have this scruple, allergies will outweigh the losses, Xia Cao shook her head and thought.

"Brother Mingxuan, then we will borrow some leeks from your house, and I will return them to you next time my mother plants them." Xia Cao couldn't wait for Xia Maihe to show off the kitchen knife hidden in the basket.

Li Mingyang just wanted to complain about the loophole in Xia Cao's words, just now Xia Maihe said that her family does not grow leeks, and she will return them after planting, this kind of talk is to deceive his honest and honest cousin.

Suddenly appeared under the sun, the kitchen knife that flashed with white light, swallowed back Li Mingyang's words to his mouth, and took a few steps back.

"Brother Mingxuan, this is a bun for you, you eat it slowly and don't care about us." Xia Cao took out the remaining buns from this morning from the basket and threw them to Li Mingxuan.

Xia Cao and Xia Maihe sharpened their knives and squatted down towards the vegetable field, holding leeks in one hand and waving knives in the other, "Giggles!" "In a few clicks, there were dozens of leeks lying in the basket.

"Hey, didn't the aunt say just now, wait for the aunt to cut it, and then give it to you." Yang Xiulian, who walked out of the house, said.

Yang Xiulian saw two radishes squatting in the vegetable field and moving, and their two children were gnawing on buns next to them and watching.

How can it smell quite fragrant, and she didn't give the old lady a bite first, Yang Xiulian's heart became more and more resentful.

"Don't bother the aunt, let's just do it ourselves." Xia Cao continued to struggle.

Xia Cao and Xia Maihe cut a basket of leeks, and invited Li Mingxuan to go to her house to eat leek boxes, and Li Mingyang also followed in the heart of protecting his stupid cousin from being sold by them.

When she got home, Xia Cao sent the three of them to wash the leeks, and she took out the flour she had just bought yesterday, poured out about a catty, put it in a washed basin, added water and began to mix the noodles.

Originally, the brothers came for Su's craftsmanship, but they didn't expect to get on the thief ship to find out that the chef's was actually Xia Cao, and they were surprised, and they were deeply suspicious of Xia Cao's craftsmanship, but they still obediently went to wash the vegetables.

Xia Cao reconciled for a while, her hands were tired, and she changed her second brother to take over, and she went to the kitchen to find five or six eggs stored by the Su family.

The hens of the Xia family are still very powerful, they lay eggs almost every day, and they have meat buns for breakfast recently, so they didn't cook egg soup, and now the eggs saved are cheap summer grass.

Crack the eggs, stir with chopsticks, add some salt and continue to stir. Chop the washed leeks neatly, set them aside, and heat the pot.

A series of scurrying movements made the Li brothers dumbfounded, and slightly dispelled their suspicions about Xia Cao just now.

Pour the egg mixture into the summer grass first, crush it with a spatula, put it into a large bowl with leeks after cooking, then add an appropriate amount of salt, stir the two clockwise, and mix well.

The dough of Xia Mai He is already smooth and almost ready.

"Brother, you are like making dumplings, roll out the dough and hand it to me." Xia Cao commanded again.

Four people around the table, three people are rolling the skin, Xia Cao this time, he does not hide his secrets, and wraps the leek box quickly and beautifully.

Finally, when it was time to fry in the pan, Xia Cao stood in front of the stove with great interest and put in a large piece of pork.

"Sister, do you put less oil? Big brother will pick us up when he finds out. Xia Maihe reminded him of the heartache beside him.

"That's it! I'm afraid, I'll bear it if something happens! Xia Cao said proudly, the eldest brother has been counting copper plates happily recently, and he shouldn't be so much more oily.

Suddenly, a raging fire came out of the oil pot, the oil droplets crackled, splashing everywhere, and the teenagers who had never seen such a big scene retreated back together.

"Pot lid! Pot! Where is it? Xia Cao shouted urgently.

"My sister is here!" Xia Mai He handed Xia Cao.

Xia Cao held the lid of the pot, blocked his face, hurriedly walked forward, "smacked", covered the lid of the pot with the blazing fire, and "drew wages from the bottom of the kettle", and took out the burning firewood in the stove.

"Li Mingyang, you want to burn down my kitchen! You still want us to be disfigured! Xia Cao shouted angrily, if she was splashed on her delicate little face by the oil droplets just now, how would she see people in the future!

"You add so much wood, I said a small fire! Small fire! The frightened Natsucao continued to shout.

That's not because you put too much oil to catch fire, how can you blame me, Li Mingyang muttered in his heart. Thinking of the fact that a few of their big men just now actually let a "weak woman" come forward, they still couldn't help it, bowed their heads and admitted their mistakes, and had a good attitude.

After reorganizing, Xia Cao and they got into the pot again, with the experience just now, this time they finally managed to do it easily, and everything was in order.

The four guys gathered around the three boxes of leeks fried until golden brown, and the fragrance suspended in the air made them swallow their mouths.

"Xiaocao, let's eat!"

Now the three teenagers are all obeying Xia Cao's instructions and acting according to Xia Cao's eyes.

"Hmmm! Let's eat! ”

Four pairs of chopsticks scrambled to reach for the plate, lest they fall one step behind.

"It smells so good! It's delicious! Xia Maihe said.

"The leeks cooked by my mother are not so delicious." Li Mingxuan sighed

"yes!" Li Mingyang agreed.

A plate of leek boxes was just enough for the four guys to fill the bottom, and Xia Maihe just wanted to reach into another plate, but Xia Cao was stopped by Xia Cao with a fast jump.

"These two sets, we can't move. Brother Mingxuan, you take one plate back and give it to Aunt Xiulian to taste, and the other plate brother, we will keep it and wait for my mother to come back and eat it. “

Xia Cao thought that the raw materials were from the village chief's family, and they waited for a leek box to return, and as for the other plate, she kept it to show her mother her cooking skills again and prove herself.

Li Mingxuan's two brothers happily went back with a tray of leek boxes, and when they left, they also told Xia Cao that they could also cooperate with them next time they did something else.

Xia Cao and Xia Maihe estimated that the time was about to come back, and the two of them pretended to write big characters under the big tree, Bo Big Brother's favor, so that the eldest brother could find that the oil at home was less than half a can, and he would not look for their stubble.

ps: Pass a chapter first, and then eat in a chapter of the yard. (To be continued.) )