Luo Jin found a flint to light the stove, put some water in the clay pot, put her father's chopped pheasant into it, and went to smell the tender bamboo shoots that had been soaked for a long time.

The fire burned violently, and after the chicken was fragrant, Luo Jin pulled out the firewood and changed it to low heat and simmered.

A faint steam of chicken scent fills the kitchen.

Luo Jin wanted to rub salt on wild things with his father and them,

"Dad, I want to go to the market with you tomorrow,"

"Yes, you can, but you don't want to make the whole fruit I picked for you?"

Ah, forget about that!

Luo Jin quickly washed and dried his hands and looked at the basket, which was covered with a layer of bright red hawthorn, and below was a red and blackened fragrant fruit.

"Ahh Fragrant fruit! ”

This fragrant fruit was seen by Roth when he was hunting last year, and no one had eaten this thing before, but it smelled fragrant, and there were many holes on the ground that had been gnawed open by birds and rats, although it was ugly and hard, and the inside was still yellow, and the seed juice was red deeper than blood.

Thinking that the two little daughters had found new wild vegetables that could be eaten, he felt that he could not be left behind, birds and grass and mice could be eaten, and there was no reason why people could not eat them, so he picked some back, cut open the shells, and secretly fed the chickens, and found that the chickens were fine before tasting them himself.

In the end, I found that the green is astringent, the yellow is sour, the red is sweet and sour, and the black is very sweet!

And the seeds inside are also delicious, crunchy, I don't know how to describe it, the family loves to eat it, especially the eldest daughter.

When I went up the mountain today, I found some early-ripening fragrant fruits, so I picked a basket and came back, anyway, it can be stored for a long time, and after a while, they should be ripe.

Last year, he told the people in the village that this thing could be eaten, and many people pulled out some seedlings and planted them at home, so that the vines were greatly reduced, and he also planted one plant, but not many kinds, because he knew that he only needed one plant to grow into a piece and bear a lot of fruit, and his family was small and did not need to plant so much.

This year, his fragrant fruit did not bloom, and it is estimated that it will not be able to bear fruit until next year.

Later, I saw the hawthorn tree again, and I picked some ripe ones again.

Luo Jin added a big firewood to the stove, washed the pot, washed the hawthorn, lit the stove next to it, poured the hawthorn into it after the water boiled, and saw that the hawthorn skin was more red and transparent, and it floated, and immediately scooped it up and put it on the sieve.

The water in the pot was poured out, and she gritted her teeth and boiled the last bit of sugar into it, and stirred it slowly in one direction, and the fire in the stove slowly became smaller, and the sugar melted completely, and she picked out thirty or forty good-looking ones and threw them in, carefully coated each hawthorn in syrup, and then put it on a plate.

In this way, after one night, the syrup will become hard and white, and the surface of the hawthorn will be covered with a layer of hoarfrost, which is beautiful and delicious, and no one in the family does not like to eat it except for Dad.

There is still a little sugar in the pot, and it can't be scraped up, Suo Xin added some water and poured the remaining hawthorn into it, the frost hawthorn wants to be crispy and sweet, so it can be boiled a little, but the hawthorn is great whether it is eaten raw and sweet and sour and crispy or cooked through the rustling and soft taste,

The rest is all boiled thoroughly, so that it can be left for a longer time.

Luo Sidad pickled all the wild things, tied them up, and hung them on the beams of the house.

Over there, the chicken soup was almost stewed, Luo Jin opened the pot, and a stream of steam surrounded her,

Luo Yin sucked on her white side face while washing her hands, and sighed at the same time, My eldest sister is so good-looking, just like the little fairy described in the book.

"Eldest sister, it's so fragrant, it's good that Xiaofu Xiaolu has slept, otherwise it will definitely make trouble,"

Luo Jin took a bowl and gently scooped out the chicken fat on it,

"Xiaofu Xiaolu, if you really want to eat, will you not give it?"

Luo Yin choked,

"If they want to make trouble, I will definitely not give them food, I have eaten so much today, and if I eat again, I will accumulate food, and we will be annoyed by then."

Luo Jin laughed secretly, you can be poor,

"Go and ask my mother if she wants a bowl of chicken soup,"

"Huh."

"Dad, you can have a bowl too,"

Luo Si just wiped his hands clean, and quickly waved his hands,

"No, I don't like to drink that,"

"Then daddy has a bowl of chicken, right?"

"No, I'm full,"

Luo Jin put the bowl on the side of the stove with some anger,

"Dad, are you full after eating two steamed buns?"

Frightened by his daughter's momentum, Roth had to compromise,

"Okay, give me a bowl, just give me the chicken head, chicken neck and chicken feet."

The chicken fat was put aside, Luo Jin cut the leftover steamed buns from his father, and put the pot on the stove next to him.

"Dad, you just want to be beautiful, Xiaofu likes to eat chicken feet, Xiaolu likes to eat chicken heads and chicken necks, what will they eat tomorrow after you eat?"

When the pot was hot, Luo Jin poured a little chicken fat into it, added a little salt, and stirred,

"Hey, then scoop me a few pieces of chicken back,"

The oil is pulling, the steamed bread slices are put in, and they are fried over medium heat, and soon they exude the special aroma of flour frying.

Luo Jin smiled,

"The third sister likes the chicken back, the eldest sister likes the chicken breast, the fourth sister and I like the chicken skin,"

Roth also smiled,

"And what should I eat?"

Luo Jin turned over the steamed bread slices, and the fried side was already golden and slightly burnt, and he had an appetite when he looked at it.

"Chicken legs!"

"Your mother likes to eat chicken legs,"

"Poof, so dad you can only eat chicken offal,"

"That's fine, I don't care,"

Luo Yin went to ask her mother and went to see a few younger sisters by the way, and found that they were all asleep in her father's bed, but the quilt was only half covered, she hurriedly went over to cover the quilt on their chests, rolled up the corners of the quilt, and saw that her brother was sleeping soundly, so she went out with confidence.

"Sister, what are you doing? It smells so good. My mother said she wouldn't eat it. ”

"Fried steamed buns, do you want to eat them?"

"Taste it."

Luo Yin pinched a piece and squinted happily,

"Well, it's so fragrant, crispy and a little sweet, delicious!"

"If it's delicious, you can eat more and help me make the fire bigger,"

"Dad, you can send a bowl of chicken soup to your mother, nothing has been added, although the original taste is not delicious, it will not be so fresh tomorrow."

"Hmm."

Roth took the bowl and left.

Pour the rest of the chicken fat into it, Luo Jin poured the cut bamboo shoots into it and stir-fried,

"Bigger fire."

"Huh~"

The fire quickly fried the water of the bamboo shoots, and the fragrance of the bamboo shoots floated out, taking advantage of this time Luo Jin hurriedly threw the chicken offal in, quickly stir-fried, and added a bowl of water to cover the pot and simmer for a while.

Luo Si came back to see the capable performance of his eldest daughter, his heart was happy and worried, unconsciously, she was twelve years old, he still remembered that when she was born, a small lump, sucking his fingers, so cute,

"Dad, do you want it to be sour or salty?"

Smelling the smell, Roth suddenly felt hungry,

"It's sour and spicy."

Luo Jin quickly cut some red and green sickle fruits, opened the pot and quickly fried it, saw that the water was almost dry, poured a spoonful of vinegar and poured it in,

"Zila~"

A sour and spicy fragrance wafted out,

"Withdraw the fire."

Luo Jin fried it a few more times, put it on a plate, let Luo Yin take it away, and put another bowl of chicken soup and added a few grains of salt.

"Dad, you go to dinner,"

She began to wash the pots and clean up the kitchen.

Rushi swallowed the original chicken soup in the room with nausea, and smelled a sour and spicy aroma, and couldn't help laughing,

These guys, I don't know if I'm sad? It's not more convergent.

Luo Yin took the sour and hot chicken offal and fried steamed bun slices, put them directly on the big stone in the yard, and brought a stool to her father, Luo Si held the soup bowl, so she had to sit down and eat slowly.

After the two sisters cleaned up the kitchen, they took a quick shower together, put out the oil lamp in the kitchen, and saw that his father was still eating.

"Dad, you put the dishes and chopsticks in the basin directly after eating, and we will sleep first."

"Well, got it, go to sleep."

"Good night, Dad,"

"Good night."

After a while, a small body stood in front of the threshold,

Xiaofu rubbed his eyes and shouted softly,

"Daddy~"

Roth put down his chopsticks and went over to pick her up,

"Daddy's little baby, what's wrong?"

"Shhh

Luo Si immediately carried her to the front of the gong bucket to pee for her, and Xiaofu was completely awake at this time.

"Daddy, what's so fragrant?"

"Dad's dinner, do you want to try it?"

Xiaofu's eyes lit up and nodded,

Roth washed his hands and washed his daughter's hands, put her on her lap, and fed her a piece of chicken intestines.

Xiaofu chewed and nodded,

"It's fragrant, but it's so sour and spicy,"

Luo Si smiled, his two youngest daughters are cat tongues, usually the eldest daughter makes it according to their taste, but tonight it was specially made for him, in fact, it is normal sour and spicy,

But the little daughter couldn't stand it, it was so cute, she couldn't help but kiss her little head,

He tore off the chicken and fed her,

Xiaofu kept nodding while eating,

"It's delicious."

"Taste this,"

Luo Si sandwiched half a piece of fried steamed bread in chicken fat for her, this one only added a little salt, and Xiaofu ate it with relish.

The father and daughter happily shared dinner, and Luo Si put the dishes and chopsticks in the basin and saw that his daughter was already drowsy, so he smiled and carried her back to the main room.

turned around and washed the dishes and chopsticks, rinsed his mouth and washed his hands and face, and then went back to the room lightly to carry his son to the firewood room.

Rushi glanced at him,

"Full?"

Roth laughs,

"It's full."

Rushi gently hammered him in the chest, took his son and gently put him on the small bed next to him.

Roth undressed and gently climbed into bed, Rushi nudged him,

"What do you do? I'm still in confinement,"

Roth looked at her jokingly,

"My daughters have overtaken our bed, can't I sleep here?"

Ru's face flushed,

"Just one night, in a few days I'll stink here, and you'll sleep with your daughters."

Luo Si took her and kissed her, covered the quilt,

"It's not smelly, my flowers are fragrant,"

Rushi hammered him lightly again,

"You flamboyant."

Ben wanted to talk to him about his son again, but seeing that he had already snorted slightly, he carefully touched his face, gently snuggled up to him, and fell asleep.

After a while, Luo Si opened his eyes and kissed his daughter-in-law's lips, walking around his body today, he was a little tired, and fell asleep.