Qingque Village is undoubtedly very happy today, and every family has helped in making salted fish, and the least family has received something worth nearly a hundred yuan.

Even the most frugal people have improved their lives at night.

Many women scooped millet in the yard, cleaned up, gritted their teeth, added water into the pot and began to steam millet and dried rice.

When steaming rice, put one or two salted fish on top, and it is a supreme delicacy when steamed.

In some people's homes, fresh fish soup is boiled separately, ready to be eaten with dried millet rice.

Eating is a very good and very common way to celebrate, both in ancient times and in future generations.

As a senior foodie, after coming here to earn the first pot of gold for his family, Han Cheng naturally wanted to celebrate.

"Mother, auntie, let's eat dumplings at night!"

Han Cheng washed his hands in the clean basin and said to Han Xiao and Luo Dawa with a smile.

Han Xiao and Luo Dawa are still looking at these extra things at home, and they can't get enough of them over and over again.

More than 1,300 yuan worth of things were paid to the people in the village, and more than 13,000 yuan was left at this time.

After the two families are divided equally, one family can still leave something of nearly 7,000 yuan!

In the past, they couldn't think of this, especially Han Xiao's family, not long ago, they were still worried about the 5,000 money borrowed from Chen Lao's family, but now, in just ten days, Brother Cheng has earned so much money for his family!

Moreover, this is only the salted fish made in the first three days, and the six days of production are not sold!

When these salted fish are dried and sold, how much money do you have to earn?

I don't dare to think about it, as long as I think about it, Han Xiao and Aunt Luo are excited and want to make a move.

Aunt Luo disagreed with the two families to share the benefits equally, because these things were thought of and promoted by Han Cheng, and she felt that it was enough to share only one achievement.

But Han Xiao and Han Cheng disagreed.

"When my family's land was taken away by Chen Lao, you said that the harvest from the land was given to my family, did you think anything else at that time?"

Han Xiao looked at Luo Dawa with tears in his eyes and said.

After a long time of saying this, it was possible to make Aunt Luo, who also had tears flowing out of the corners of her eyes, agree to this distribution method.

"Brother, brother, what are dumplings?"

Han Xiao and Aunt Luo, the two 'big wealth fans' who were immersed in this huge wealth and did not come back to their senses, but the little girl with very smart ears heard it, ran over with a puff, and asked in a loud voice in her small mouth.

As she ran, the red head rope tied into a bow by Han Cheng was also shaking in the wind, and it really looked like a butterfly had landed on the little girl's hair.

"A very delicious thing, wrap some meat filling with dough, pinch it into an ear shape, put it in a pot and boil it, scoop it up and use chopsticks to pick it up, then dip it in some vinegar, put it in your mouth and eat it, not to mention the deliciousness, the children in the village are crying!"

"Goo-dong!"

"Goo-dong!"

The little girl can't hear the words of the children in the village crying at all, as long as she hears it, she can't help but swallow her saliva, no matter whether the children in the village are crying or not, anyway, she is about to be cried by her brother.

"Brother, brother, do it quickly!"

The greedy little girl shouted with stars in her eyes, and then ran to the edge of the stove and sat on the small wooden pier, ready to burn the pot.

"That's right, Brother Cheng, hurry up and make dumplings!"

Luo Dawa on the side also swallowed her saliva on the side, and rolled up her sleeves as if she was always ready to help.

I don't know why, as long as he saw the little girl, and then went to see the tall Luo Shixin, Han Cheng felt a little unhappy in his heart, and always wanted to scold him.

"Then you peel these green onions and wash them with clean water."

Han Cheng pointed to the bundle of green onions placed not far away and said to his future brother-in-law.

These were bought in the county town after selling salted fish today.

"Okay!"

Luo Dawa happily agreed and went to peel the green onions.

Han Cheng, who had washed his hands, found a clean clay pot, brought half a bag of white noodles, and scooped three scoops of noodles directly into the clay pot, which had to be about five catties.

With so many noodles, I can already wrap a lot of dumplings.

But thinking about Luo Dawa's amount of food, as well as the few women in the family who faced the meals they made, the amount of food was no smaller than that of men, Han Chengcheng scooped half a scoop of noodles into it before stopping, and then began to add water and noodles.

These noodles, as well as more than four catties of pork, were all bought by Han Cheng together today.

Dumplings, Han Cheng has always felt that pork and green onion filling is the king, and the rest of the beef dumplings, mutton dumplings, mushroom meat filling, etc.

At this time, mutton is the mainstream, and the upper class generally does not eat pork, firstly, because the pigs look stupid and dirty, and when the farmers of this era raise pigs, the pigsty is generally connected to the toilet, and the pigs eat the same thing.

With this layer, those who think they are noble will naturally not be able to eat pork.

It's just that they didn't think about it, and the vegetables they ate were also watered with spoonful of dung juice......

Another aspect is that the pig breeds of this era are not very good, most of the boars are not gelding, and the smell of pork is big.

However, these are not a big deal for Han Cheng, as a senior foodie plus a few years of cooking soldiers, if he can't handle this taste, then he will really be blind to experience this experience in the army.

There is some trouble with the noodles, mainly because the tile pot at home is not as good as the stainless steel basin of later generations, and the rough tile pot is easy to stick to a lot of noodles, and you need to rub it down by hand, and on the way to the dough, use the dough to dip it over and over again to the edge.

When all the noodles on the clay pot are cleaned, the dough noodles will be reconciled.

"Brother Cheng, what should I do next?"

When Han Cheng was there to meet, Luo Dawa, whose eyes were red and tearful, came over with peeled and cleaned green onions.

"Chop it on the board first, then chop it with a knife, enlarge it in the clay pot for later use, and give you all the good work to do, are you moved?"

After Han Cheng looked at Luo Dawa's state, he was happy in his heart, and then said seriously.

"Moved, moved."

Luo Dawa nodded vigorously as she spoke.

They all moved him to tears.

When he began to cut the green onions, he found that he was not moved enough just now, and now he was really moved, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

This is all the strong love of the future uncle!