The surrounding ground was shoveled with a layer of topsoil, four steps long from east to west, two steps wide from north to south, and five vertical lines in the north-south direction, two of which were only half drawn, leaving half a gap.

"What are you doing here? How can someone do that? "Look at the traces, the area is also too large, and it is a little complicated, Chen's father is dissatisfied, "What do the vertical lines outside these two gaps mean?" ”

"That's its shielding effect, grandpa, do you think, it's so cold in winter, do you want to build a bamboo wall outside to block the wind?"

In fact, it is not just to block the wind, the exterior wall is more of a cover, and the picture of the thatched toilet drawn by Chen Ping on the ground is based on the architectural model of the public toilet in later generations. The difference is that there are multiple pits in the public toilets, and Chen Ping only made two of them, and one on each side of the men's and women's toilets.

"Wouldn't that be a little more trouble?" Chen Xiaoyi looked at the two shallow pits dug out, as well as the traces around them, "According to your appearance, you need more bamboo walls." ”

Not only more, it should be two to three times the original bamboo wall, and it is definitely not enough to remove it from the old thatched toilet, and you have to go to Liuhe Mountain to cut some bamboo.

"Don't worry about the bamboo wall, Grandpa, I have a way." It's too wasteful to use such manpower, Chen Ping patted his chest, "Grandpa, you just dig that pit well." ”

"Go cook and eat, I'm not old, you actually assigned me, looking for a pump, isn't it?" Father Chen raised the shovel in his hand, "There are so many problems. ”

It has always been Lao Tzu's son who assigned his son, but it was his own turn, this son actually assigned himself, Chen Xiaoyi went down with an iron shovel, turned out a piece of dirt and threw it away, looking at the back of his son leaving, quite desolate: "Who is whose son?" ”

"Xiaoya, don't go back at noon, just eat here, stir-fry rabbit meat." In the yard, Chen Yazheng and Xiaoniang looked at the roe deer, not to mention, this cute image is really cute, and being lame can arouse sympathy, Chen Ping greeted him and prepared lunch.

Nowadays, Chen Ping basically cooks the meals at home, but Liu has become the starter. But when Chen Ping was preparing, Liu would also watch from the sidelines, and he might not be able to learn how to stir-fry rabbit meat, but the stir-fried white can already be made alone.

"Mother, add pork meat to the white sauce today." Chen Ping said to Liu, who was washing the white porcoon, "The pork meat is cut out separately first, add seasonings, put it in oil and stir-fry it and then take it out, and when the white is almost cooked, pour in the stir-fried pork meat." ”

In terms of food, although the Liu family felt extravagant, they also had some money at home, and the money buried in the east room was the confidence, so they didn't say anything more.

"Okay." In response, Liu cut the white water, piece by piece, in the past, most of the boiled vegetables, knife work is impossible to talk about, the thickness of the white is different, "This meal is also troublesome." ”

"Mother, you've just started cutting, and you can get good after practicing for a while." Chen Ping held a thick-backed knife, which was specially made by Chen Hecai, forged, sharp and tight, chopping up the flesh and bones to give strength, and as soon as the knife went down, the rabbit leg was unloaded, "Practice makes perfect." ”

Liu looked at the white that he had cut, scattered, thick and thin, and the thickness of the previous son's cut was even, and it was not scattered after cutting.

"Where did you say you learned it?" Holding the cocoon white into the clay pot, Liu took some more pork meat, "How much do you cut?" ”

"Just that lump of fine meat that has fallen." Chen Ping took a look, the ball of fine meat was also the size of a fist, and it was definitely enough to cut it into meat slices, "I'll figure it out for myself, I didn't think about it, the taste is not bad, I can't say that I still have the talent to be a cook." ”

"That's also done, Aunt Li's family opened a restaurant in the county." Liu really considered Chen Ping's talent, washed the pork meat, and said, "Your craft, there must be no problem in making cooks in Aunt Li's restaurant." If you really want to, after dinner, I'll go and talk to Aunt Li. ”

Aunt Li's husband Chen Dezhi opened a restaurant in the county, the location is on the edge of the county ya, directly opposite, and the business is also good, Chen Dezhi is not in the village at ordinary times, and has been taking care of the restaurant.

However, Chen Ping never thought of going to Aunt Li's house to be a cook, just Chen Ping's own craft, opening a restaurant in the county and city must not worry about diners, the key is that the room is expensive, and the location is not easy to find, Chen Ping did not act at this time.

"Mother, I'll cook for you at home. Besides, I'm too young to be a cook. "Ku Ding is also a cook, in addition to Ku Ding, there are also cooks in the larger restaurants, the restaurant in Aunt Li's house has a good location and makes some money, in a village, Chen Ping can always hear something, and they all know.

"Who's to say you can't do it? When this rabbit meat is ready, give it to Aunt Li to taste, she will definitely agree. Liu was still full of confidence in Chen Ping's cooking skills, cut the pork meat carefully, and looked up at his son who was busy working, "In that county and city, it is always better, I heard Aunt Li say that in her restaurant, a cook has a hundred dollars a month, which is a lot." ”

Chen Ping was speechless, a hundred dollars is a lot? I earned my own set of fire sickles, and the shoes that the little lady wore at her feet also cost 100 yuan, and I really didn't lack this money.

Chen Ping will not do this thing of selling cooking skills, and according to his mother's statement, this is not just selling cooking skills, but also selling cooking skills to Aunt Li's family: "Isn't it better to set up a restaurant in my own home?" ”

Liu is very skilled in cutting pork meat, slices are very even, Chen Ping saw it a few days ago. It is not surprising that the vegetables that are often eaten do not look like they are cut into shapes, and the pork meat, which is only eaten only a few times a year, is so skilled.

"How can I have so much money at home?" Liu said in a low voice, put the cut pork meat into a pottery bowl, and then slapped half a piece of ginger, put it in, and sprinkled a few peppercorns.

Chen Ping, who had already prepared the rabbit meat, took the pork meat in Liu's hand: "Isn't there still some money in the east room?" Besides, in a few days, my fire sickle will also have a lot of income, and it should be possible to open a restaurant after accumulating it. ”

Liu held a handful of rice grass in his hand, rubbed it with a fire sickle, and after a dozen strokes, the wormwood was on fire, and then quickly stuffed into the rice grass, ignited and sent into the stove. The flame rose up, and some dead branches were broken and stuffed into it, and there was a crackling sound, and a little water in the pot was boiling and steaming.

Three larger pieces of firewood were placed on the dead branches, and seeing that the flame was stable, Liu raised his head and said, "The money is to be left for you to marry a wife, but you can't move it casually." ”

"If you can make money by opening a restaurant, won't the money from marrying a wife come back in the future?" The spatula was shoveled twice, and the last bit of water beads also evaporated, Chen Ping picked out some pork meat, swung it in the pot, the ointment melted, Chen Ping immediately poured the pork meat in the pottery bowl into it, and quickly stir-fried.

The white vapor was steaming, and the fragrance came out instantly, causing the little lady in the yard to scream and run to the hall.

"Brother, I want to eat meat." Holding Chen Ping's legs, Chen Zhen tilted her head, "Give me food." ”

"Okay, Xiaoniang will taste it for me to see if this meat is delicious." The pork meat was cooked, and it was still hot, Chen Ping shoveled some and put it in a pottery bowl and handed it to Chen Ya, "Xiaoya, take Xiaoniang outside, the smell of smoke in this house is heavy, and it is not good for the skin." ”