The old lady glanced at Chen Ziqian, who was eating spicy crayfish while burning the fire, and lowered her voice and said to Bai Mengdie: "Don't just burn pork ribs, add some potatoes to it, and make braised potato pork ribs." ”

Bai Mengdie asked in surprise: "Why do you want to add potatoes to it?" Grandpa bought three catties of pork ribs, which was enough for us to eat. ”

The old lady glanced at Chen Ziqian again, and Chen Ziqian raised his head and smiled brightly at her.

The old lady also smiled at him, and still whispered, "You forgot!" There are guests here today, your third uncle's family wants to eat with us, how can these three catties of pork ribs be enough to eat, you have to add some potatoes to it. ”

Bai Mengdie had indeed forgotten about this stubble a long time ago, and nodded helplessly: "Okay then." ”

The old lady saw that she was unwilling, and comforted her: "I can't bear your third aunt for long."

Your grandfather said that tomorrow he will go and hire a few craftsmen and spend a few wages to ask the craftsmen to change the direction of the doors and windows of your third aunt's family and let them separate them from us.

In the future, as long as our family invites guests to dinner, closes the courtyard door, and eats with your third uncle's family, she can't be a demon in front of the guests. ”

Bai Mengdie responded, "Okay." ”

The old lady took a lot of steamed meat buns and went out to continue delivering them.

The sour and spicy yuba can be made in just a few minutes, and Bai Mengdie then makes braised potato pork ribs.

In the kitchen there are all kinds of vegetables that the old lady has washed a long time ago, and there are quite a few potatoes in it.

Taking advantage of the cold water pot of pork ribs, adding cooking wine, and boiling blood foam, Bai Mengdie quickly cut the potatoes into hobs.

The potatoes are cut and the ribs are blanched.

Bai Mengdie fished the ribs out of the pot, then scooped out all the water in the pot and put it in a bucket, and brought it to the outside of the kitchen.

After eating later, the water is cold, and I go to water the gardenia tree planted by the original owner's mother when she was alive at the edge of the vegetable garden.

These experiences in planting flowers were all figured out by Bai Mengdie in his previous life.

Chen Ziqian finished eating a bowl of crayfish and secretly ate sour and hot yuba.

When Bai Mengdie returned to the kitchen, she saw it and slapped him on the back: "Before you eat, you keep stealing food, and when you eat, there will be no food!" ”

Chen Ziqian risked being beaten again, and stole a few more pieces of sour and hot yuba and stuffed them into his mouth, so he continued to burn the fire with satisfaction.

He chewed on the sour and spicy yuba in his mouth, and licked his face and patted his ass: "Who told you to make the dish so fragrant, I can't stand it~"

Bai Mengdie listened to the tone of his speech, and her flesh was about to collapse: "Master! I'm begging you, can you not be so delicate when you talk! I'm a girl! I'm not spoiled! ”

The smile in Chen Ziqian's eyes was meaningless: "You are coquettish, I don't want you to be coquettish!" I'm waiting for you to be spoiled! ”

Bai Mengdie took a steamed bun from the steamer on the other pot and handed it to Chen Ziqian: "Eat the bun and plug your stinky mouth!" Not a word from anyone! ”

Chen Ziqian took the chopsticks together, took a bite of the bun, and thought, what I am saying is human language, but you yourself don't understand the customs!

In this era, the rural areas of Hubei are not as good as before in terms of eating, and they have not eaten vegetable oil for many years.

Although they also grow vegetable oil, after harvesting, they sell it to oil dealers in the city who come to buy vegetable oil, and they don't eat it themselves.

Farmers only eat peanut oil and sesame oil, both of which are fragrant and delicious.

Bai Mengdie poured an appropriate amount of peanut oil into the pot, and the kitchen was immediately fragrant.

Rock sugar should be added to the hot oil, but there is no rock sugar at home, so Bai Mengdie had to use white sugar instead, and then put the blanched pork ribs in the pot and stir-fry.

Because it burns dead branches, it is more resistant to burning, so you don't need to keep adding firewood to the stove, just add firewood every few minutes.

Boredom of burning the fire, Chen Ziqian looked around, and saw that Bai Mengdie was sweating from the cooking vegetables, and his face was hot red, like a blooming peony, very delicate.

He asked, "Do you have a fan at home?" ”

Bai Mengdie thought he was hot, how many people did the rich nobleman suffer? Tell him, "I have it in my room, you can get it yourself." ”

Chen Ziqian ran out of the kitchen and went straight to Bai Mengdie's room, when he pushed Bai Mengdie's room open, he saw that her boudoir was so simple, and he felt a little uncomfortable, he didn't expect her to live so hard!

Chen Ziqian looked around with his eyes and saw the fan on the bed, so he walked over to get it, smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the sheets, and was confused for a moment.

After walking out of the room and taking a few deep breaths, Chen Ziqian returned to normal.

He walked into the kitchen and looked at the fire in the stove first, added two sticks of firewood to it, and then walked behind Bai Mengdie and fanned her.

There was a chill behind Bai Mengdie.

She glanced back at Chen Ziqian, and then realized that he wanted a fan not for himself, but for her, and she was a little moved.

The pork ribs in the pot have been fried until they are jujube red, Bai Mengdie added an appropriate amount of water to the pot, then added ginger, minced garlic, star anise, pepper and potato pieces that had been cut long ago and burned for a while, and finally added salt and soybean paste, simmered on low heat for more than ten minutes, and the juice was reduced over high heat, and it was ready to be plated.

In this process, Chen Ziqian has been fanning her behind Bai Mengdie's back, as long as Bai Mengdie looks back at him, he smiles brightly at her, innocently like a child.

But Bai Mengdie never smiled at him.

Potato roast pork ribs take a lot of fire and have to be boiled for a while.

Taking advantage of this time, Bai Mengdie picked up the steamed buns on the other pot into the big basin, Chen Ziqian put down the fan and pushed her away: "I'll come, you cook the vegetables!" ”

Bai Mengdie advised: "Be sure to use chopsticks, don't burn them." ”

Seeing Bai Mengdie so nervous about him, Chen Ziqian smiled happily, that bright smile could really make the humble kitchen shine.

His voice was full of joy: "Got it! ”

After Chen Ziqian picked up all the buns into the big pot, Bai Mengdie asked him to send the buns to the hall to put them, so as not to occupy space and affect her work.

Chen Ziqian sent the bun back, still holding a bun in his hand.

Bai Mengdie shook her head speechlessly: "You have a rubber stomach, you keep eating!" ”

Chen Ziqian laughed twice, and didn't defend himself, he tore off the skin of the bun with his hand and ate most of it, revealing the stuffing inside.

He handed the bun to Bai Mengdie's mouth: "Ah, open your mouth and eat the meat filling!" ”

Bai Mengdie pushed away in disgust: "You eat it yourself!" ”

Chen Ziqian stretched out again: "You must eat, otherwise I will show you coquettishness!" ”

Bai Mengdie shook her head speechlessly, and muttered in a low voice: "I can't stand it!" "Reach for the buns.

Chen Ziqian dodged quietly, and then handed it over: "Eat it quickly, one hot and three fresh!" ”

Bai Mengdie glanced at him, she is really a fellow practitioner, she also likes to eat hot food!

She was like a little hamster, taking a bite on the left and a bite on the right, and the meat filling the size of the Sixi balls went down.