When I got up from a nap after I had a good night's sleep, I saw that Grandpa Xu was already scooping up the oil residue in the oil pot.

The yellow liquid in the pot made Duan Huan feel that he was basically half the success now.

I went into the house and took out the ice chips, but the question was, what tools should I use to make the ice chips fine?

The nest at home is made of pepper noodles and chili noodles.

Although they have been washed, the remnants of these two spicy and spicy things will contaminate the ice chips.

Grandpa Xu saw Wan Huan's worried expression at the ice chips, and Grandpa Xu took a ceramic mortar out of the house.

The mortar, the kind of ceramic bowl that we see in hospitals now, grinds medicine for small babies and patients with difficulty swallowing, and the grinding rod has a lid on it.

Huan Huan was immediately pleasantly surprised, "Zuzu, where did this thing come from?" ”

"Your mom used to use it when she was at work!" Grandpa Xu handed the mortar to Huanhuan, "Don't worry about it now." ”

I looked at the top of the mortar clean, there was no dust at all, and it was very well preserved.

"Zuzu, why didn't I know that there were still things left by my mother at home?"

"You don't know a lot, not only the mortar, but also a full set of scalpels and book notes! If you want to see it, I'll give it to you in a moment! ”

"Okay, I want to see how my mom and dad used to work and live!" Huan nodded hurriedly.

Grandpa Xu sighed, "Your mother has a lot of things, your father's work is top secret, except for a few photos and military medals, there is no information!" ”

"It's good to have a photo!" Wan Huan took Grandpa Xu's hand and said comfortingly.

Grandpa Xu touched the watermelon head of Duan Huan, and was silent and didn't say anything, this was the most painful wound in his heart, and he never showed it easily.

At this time, the brothers of the He family also woke up and came out of their nap, and Grandpa Xu put the mortar in front of He Chongjiu, "Jiuwa'er, you have great strength, and the work of grinding borneol will be handed over to you!" ”

"What about me? Mrs. Xu? He Chongyang immediately began to work.

Grandpa Xu handed him a very fine sieve, "Well, after your brother is finished, you have to sift out the ice chips little by little." ”

Both brothers are good hygienic people, and before starting to make medicines, they wash their hands before starting to grind medicines.

As soon as he saw it, he couldn't do anything, "Zuzu, why don't I have a task?" ”

"What are you anxious about, aren't you still weighing and dispensing medicines, it's your most difficult task!" Grandpa Xu funnily pinched Duan Huan's nose.

Then Grandpa Xu took out the two scales under the table, one was the kind of money scale in the pharmacy, and the other was the kind of pound and two scales seen in the vegetable market.

After all the borneol of the two brothers were ground and sifted, Grandpa Xu added a little salt, pepper noodles and chili noodles to the bowl of oil residue, and mixed it well for the three babies.

The oil residue has been squeezed dry, and it is crispy and dry and fragrant, with a slightly spicy taste, it is not too delicious.

In her last life, she actually hated the oil residue very much, because her mother was not good at cooking, and the oil residue from boiling oil was still soft every time, and it was not delicious at all.

So as soon as I took a bite of Grandpa Xu's boiled oil residue, I was amazed by the taste.

He Chongyang had already cultivated Erjing Tiao and Tsai Jiang at noon, and the spicy taste of chili noodles and peppercorn noodles had not slowed down the speed at which he reached into the bowl.

The three of them ate deliciously, and they didn't forget to stuff a few oil residues into Grandpa Xu's mouth from time to time.

Grandpa Xu chewed on the oil residue and nodded, "Yesterday, I thought the badger meat was delicious, but I didn't expect this oil residue to be more fragrant than the lard residue!" ”

There wasn't much oil residue in a bowl, and it was eaten by the three of them in a few clicks.

Grandpa Xu saw that the badger oil was still very hot, so he simply cleaned up the fish that He Chongyang caught in the morning.

The loaches and crucian carp are processed first, and then cleaned up.

I used the pot that had just been boiled badger oil, poured rapeseed oil again, put charcoal in the stove, and began to fry the small fish.

These small fish and shrimp are relatively limited, among which they are fried more crisply, and there is no need to worry about being stuck by small spines.

Grandpa Xu put ginger and shallots in the oil pot, which restrained the fishy smell of the small fish loach well, and after frying it twice, a large plate of small fish with oil residue came out of the pot.

Take a small bowl and mix the salt and pepper saucer with a little salt and pepper before serving.

The crispy texture, paired with the salty and fragrant taste, made the He brothers very amazing.

In these days and months, fish is rarely eaten in places that are not close to rivers.

Because there is no cold chain technology and there is no talk of adding oxygen to the fish, there is no way to transport fresh fish over long distances.

So the two brothers really don't know, small shrimp and catfish can also be eaten, and the taste is so good.

Duan Huan didn't know what the two brothers thought, and if he knew, he definitely wanted to slap the two brothers awake.

Although you are good-looking, you can't think of it as beautiful!

When the planned economy is playing around now, fried fish costs so much oil, and it takes half a month's supply of edible oil for ordinary people to eat at a meal.

After eating the fried fish as an afternoon snack, I wondered if I was going to sneak out for a while.

It's been a few days, and she hasn't eaten her pears yet.

Huan Huan was beaten back to his original form by Grandpa Xu in a second, "Little fish!" Does your doll want to eat mixed sugar pot helmet again? ”

"What's a Sugar Mix Helmet? Isn't it delicious? When He Chongyang heard what he was eating, his eyes immediately lit up.

The reply of this god who suddenly inserted the building made both Duan Huan and Grandpa Xu very happy.

Grandpa Xu explained with a smile: "Eating a mixed sugar pot helmet is fishing in troubled waters!" ”

"Oh! So that's the case, I thought there was really some candy pot helmet to eat! He Chongyang then sighed.

If you don't say it, half the size eats the poor man.

Just finished eating a bunch of fried food, He Chongyang's eyes still lit up when he heard what he was eating.

Happy belly slander: boy! Your belly is either a black hole in itself, or there's a gluttonous little monster living inside.

Grandpa Xu drove Duan Huan to do his homework, and the two teenagers didn't seem to have anything else to do, so they also took out the books they brought, and sat on the table with Duan Huan to read the books.

After finishing the remaining two brush words, he took out a bunch of villain books to share with the two teenagers.

The three heads got together and chatted about the plot of the villain book.

Of course, the people who spoke were basically He Chongyang and Huanhuan, and He Chongjiu, who was paralyzed with ice in his face, was the one who made people's heads.

Xiao Jin flew back at this time, watching the three of them get together almost head-to-head, thinking that it was something funny, and fell directly on the table, trying to directly join the game of the three of them.

The result was tragic, Xiao Jin's claws kicked over the inkstone with one kick, and the faces of the three were splashed with ink.

You look at me, I'll look at you, and then they both pointed at the other two and laughed.

The crow laughed at the pig's black, he didn't think it was this kind of scene.

Jin didn't seem to realize what he had done, and he probably thought to himself:

It's strange that humans can go into a state of madness anytime and anywhere.

By the time the three babies had packed up their books and washed their hands and faces, the badger oil was also cold.

The ratio of oil to juxtaposition is 32:1.

Duan Huan first used a net to cover the badger oil basin, weighed the badger oil, and then found the same enamel basin to remove the gross weight.

There are more than five catties of oil in total, but there are only two taels of borneol, and borneol is obviously not enough.

So after pouring for a long time, I finally got the exact amount of oil and mixed it with borneol.

The remaining badger oil also allowed Grandpa Xu to save it.

If anyone has oral problems or gastrointestinal problems in the future, they can also stir-fry vegetables with badger oil fried eggs for dietary therapy.