Grandpa Xu didn't even breathe, so he started to pack up his things and cook non-stop.

The pig's trotters and pork skin are all smeared with salt, and the pork belly is cut in half and marinated for a few days to stir-fry and eat.

The other half of the pork belly is boiled in a pot and is ready to be made into a pot of meat, and the other pot is also boiled to start cooking rice.

After both pots are cooked, the side dishes that have been fried back to the pot for a while are washed and cut out.

It's a bunch of miscellaneous things, and Grandpa Xu is not messed up at all.

I couldn't help but sigh that Grandpa Xu was purely rare in this era.

It is said that there are many men in modern Sichuan Province who rake their ears, but in this era, especially in rural areas, men basically do not cook.

Even if it is cooking, that is, there are grand guests at home, and the man basically waits for the woman's house to prepare all the ingredients and fry them on the stove a few times.

Grandpa Xu was in the army before, and he was also a big leader, and his rank was equipped with guards and administrative service personnel, and when the administrative staff was not there, he would rather nibble on the dried steamed buns in the big canteen than cook by himself.

In fact, he didn't expect that after returning to his hometown, he picked up the stove skills that served his master decades ago, and he did it very well.

But looking at the little fish, smelling the smell and looking like a little gluttonous cat around the stove, Grandpa Xu felt that he could cook for another twenty years.

Cook the pork belly until it is medium-rare, scoop it up and let it cool. The soup for boiling meat is not wasted, and some potatoes, cucumbers, beans and beans are put in it to cook a mixed vegetable.

Drain the half-raw rice and steam it in the retort.

People in Sichuan Province generally have a soft spot for rice and also love rice soup, which led to the fact that for many years, restaurants were able to attract a wave of loyal fans by cooking rice.

Steamed the rice and began to cut the pork belly, Grandpa Xu's knife work was extraordinary, the thickness of the meat cut was moderate, and each slice looked the same.

Huan looked at it and felt pleasing to the eye: "Zuzu, you are so beautiful when you cut vegetables, each piece of meat looks exactly the same!" ”

"I don't think it's that I look good when I cut vegetables," Grandpa Xu pinched a piece of meat and stuffed it into Huanhuan's mouth: "It's the meat that looks good!" ”

Duan Huan nodded: "Mmmm, it's very fragrant!" ”

It is said that I have wanted to eat back to the pot meat for many days, and the back pot meat may be a little too greasy for many female dolls, but it is definitely the home-cooked Sichuan cuisine NO1 in the mind of the full joy.

When returning to Sichuan on a business trip, if someone catches the wind, they will eat hot pot, and if they are alone, they must come to a plate of meat to comfort their stomach that is about to rebel and their tongue that is about to be numb.

Cut the meat without oil, dry the pan, slowly stir out the oil in the pot, scoop out the excess oil, and then put in the bean paste sweet noodle sauce and stir-fry evenly, add the green pepper and fry a few times, and the fragrant back to the pot will be out of the pot!

I gave Grandpa Xu two chopsticks of meat before he started to move, and he picked up the vegetables and grilled the rice by himself, and ate it with relish.

It looks oily in color, and it tastes fat but not greasy, so delicious that you want to swallow it on your tongue.

Xu Zuyuan looked at the little doll with chubby hands waving chopsticks, with a round face and a satisfied face.

This squinted big Dan phoenix eyes and smiled with two dimples, exactly like her father.

I can't help but sigh, Xiaoyu'er has become more and more cheerful recently, and her mind is turning fast, such days are especially promising!

Huan Huan watched Grandpa Xu not eat, so he stared at himself: "Zuzu, you eat quickly, the meat in the pot is delicious, you just look at me, I won't eat!" ”

Grandpa Xu rubbed the watermelon head of the full joy: "Ancestor is happier to see you eat than I eat myself!" ”

"That's not good, you have to eat it together!" As he spoke, he took out a jar of wine from the space and put it in front of Grandpa Xu: "This jar of wine was given to Grandpa Yu to Zuzu!" ”

This jar of wine is made by the rice and Lingquan who are happy in the space, because they like to eat mash, and when the mash is finished, there is a lot of rice wine left, so I bought the jar and saved it all.

It is said that it is filled with jars, but it is only 1 catty, mainly because he is afraid that Grandpa Xu will hurt his body by drinking too much, and when he opens the lid of the wine jar, it is fragrant.

"Zuzu, do you taste a sip or not, I have learned this wine, if you like it, I will brew it for you!" Huan Huan took the bowl and poured it for Grandpa Xu.

"Good, good!" Grandpa Xu took a sip of rice wine and gave a thumbs up: "Our little fish is amazing, we have learned how to make wine in Dalian!" In the future, I'll be blessed! ”

"That's it! I also learned how to make fruit wine! In the future, when the ancestors want to drink, they will drink when they want! "Huan is also ready to follow Grandpa Xu to the mountains to hunt, pick some medicine and come back to make wine, Grandpa Xu was injured in the early years of his leg, the medical conditions were not good at that time, he did not recover, and now he is very sour and soft on a rainy day.

Grandpa Xu enjoyed taking a sip of rice wine and eating a piece of meat, feeling that no matter how beautiful the days were, they were gone.

In fact, with the amount of alcohol he drinks, this kind of rice wine is only enough to gargle, but this is the filial piety of his great-granddaughter, and everyone is drunk if the wine is not drunk.

In the afternoon, Grandpa Xu finally agreed to take Huanhuan up the mountain.

Putting on a straw hat, carrying his own small basket, he followed behind Grandpa Xu who was carrying a bow and arrow, and happily made a little tail.

In the afternoon, most of the animals in the forests on the mountain are nested in the large spots, and the pheasants and rabbits are more active at this time.

I looked at two traps in quick succession, both of them were empty, and I found nothing.

Duan Huan let go of his five senses, since he changed his body, he felt that his five senses were more powerful, and his visual and auditory senses had made a qualitative leap.

No, Duan Huan saw 100 meters away, there were two red-bellied golden pheasants with long tails, and the hair on their necks was facing each other. This is probably two roosters are staging a courtship battle, and after careful identification, a gray-brown hen is standing in a branch, and if you don't look closely, you won't find it at all.

"Zuzu, look," Wan Huan lowered his voice, "there are three chickens fighting there!" Let's go! ”

Grandpa Xu glanced at it: "I think there are only two!" ”

"There's a gray one in that little bush!"

"Our little fish have so sharp eyes! Let's move forward quietly! Don't scare them away, you're in for a bite tonight! ”

When they got closer, Grandpa Xu put three arrows on one bow, and the three arrows were fired at once. Boom out of the house.

The three chickens fell to the ground and fluttered, ran over with all their joy, picked up a rooster, and laughed happily: "Zuzu, you are too powerful, three arrows at once, all hit!" The color of this chicken feather is so beautiful! ”

"Go back and pluck the chicken feathers to make shuttlecock for you, such a beautiful chicken, I haven't seen it for many years, or our little fish are lucky, and they have a mouth!"

Hunting 3 chickens, it was already a big harvest, Grandpa Xu picked up the pheasants and began to prepare to go home.

From below the small tree, he pulled out a secret chicken coop, and there were about 10 eggs with blue and green shells in it.

It should be the hen just now, and now it's a blessing, this kind of wild egg has been eaten in the previous life, and the taste is much more fragrant than the domestic egg.

Huan carefully put the eggs into his small basket, happily followed Grandpa Xu down the mountain, and also had a lot of mushrooms and side dishes on the way, Ba Shi!