Chapter 322: A Bite of Incense? (2nd Update)
More than 100 people lined up to walk into the "conference room" in Grandpa Song's mouth.
Geng Liang and the soldiers opened their eyes, and they could still eat like this.
When I entered the house, I found that there was a row of big black cauldrons, and behind the big black cauldrons, there was a row of women.
The women are quite old.
In other words, a girl like Song Fuling can avoid it as much as possible.
Basically, I walked in the back of the house, that is, near the cake shop. I don't plan to show up for a few days.
After all, they were all officers in their twenties.
Song Fuling thought to herself: It doesn't matter to her whether she avoids suspicion or not. We are self-aware, we are just peasant girls.
But I didn't listen to Mi Shou, sister, although those people are worse than the general's brother, they are also tall, well-dressed, and dignified.
Well, people have a love for beauty.
As soon as she heard it, there were more than 100 people, one out of a hundred, and there was a great possibility of a handsome guy.
In case, if she accidentally and curiously glances at someone who is discovered, it will be time to embarrass her father.
You must know that you love handsome guys, this is a physiological reaction, it is instinctive from the heart, who knows if she can control her eyes? It's better not to look at it, out of sight and out of mind.
In addition, you have to take care of your sisters, so as not to see your brothers and sisters bumping into each other. After other people's homes are gone, they still think about those unrealistic. Don't take a look or two, don't take it to heart.
The topic turned back.
A row of large black cauldrons.
Grandpa Song stuffed the wooden plate into Geng Liang's hand with great enthusiasm: "Deputy Lieutenant Geng, you just take this plate and eat." ”
"No bowls?"
"You just fight, listen to me."
Before the first big black cauldron.
The eldest daughter-in-law of Song's second mother-in-law nodded at Geng Liang first, and then took over the wooden plate, and as soon as the lid of the cauldron was lifted, the fragrance immediately came to her nose.
The soldiers are already secretly swallowing.
They've been smelling it for a long time.
The first course is chicken stewed with mushrooms. The chicken is stewed, stewed for too long, and the dry grinding of the thin stem and small umbrella exudes the aroma of meat, without the fragrance of mushrooms, and the meat flavor is very strong.
The main thing is that I don't know when these people will arrive, so they keep stewing.
A spoonful of vegetables was put into the wooden plate, and the eldest daughter-in-law of the second mother-in-law of Song gestured, "My lord, please go and wait in front of the next pot." ”
The next big black pot is stewed with sauerkraut and white meat. There is a bowl of garlic sauce on the side of the pot.
Mrs. Guo's second daughter-in-law said: "My lord, you can pour garlic sauce on the white meat of sauerkraut, or you can not pour it." ”
Geng Liang nodded, and after nodding, he suddenly remembered his subordinates, and looked back and said, "You can also take the plate to eat." ”
The soldiers were waiting for that.
Song Fusheng hurriedly handed out plates and chopsticks, and did not forget to instruct: "If you want to eat more dishes, let me scoop more." If you don't have enough to eat, you can go back and eat again, and you must eat to your heart's content. ”
A number of soldiers smiled at Song Fusheng and thanked him.
Song Fusheng was also happy while handing out plates: Actually, these young men are not very old, and they have been on the battlefield, and they are all children. You see, when you listen to the meal, everyone smiles happily, and there is no majesty on the horse. Of course, it may also be that coming to them is different from being in front of the villagers. After all, they are "acquaintances".
Geng Liang had already come to the third big black cauldron unconsciously, and before the woman who was cooking greeted him, he said, "No need to be polite." What kind of dish is this? ”
The lid of the cauldron is lifted, and a pot of soy tofu is served.
"Okay, give me more."
The fourth pot, without a lid, is a cold dish, a sharp mixed dish.
There are no good ingredients, what can you have in winter.
Not to mention making chili peppers, if you pick it again, you will have to pick it up, Song Fusheng is reluctant.
So Song Fusheng asked Qian Peiying to teach these women to mix cold dishes like cooking Shandong vegetables.
Cut the cabbage into shreds, cut the carrots into shreds, and cut the dried tofu bought at the big white fat girl's house into thin strips, and mix them with salt, pepper oil, vinegar, sugar, and a mix. Sprinkle some minced meat on top. Taste it, it's sour, it's refreshing, and that's it.
Just this dish, Geng Liang sat down with a tray and only ate two bites, he wisely stood up and went to add cold dishes, don't wait, there will be no more.
Geng Liang was very surprised, this group of people is really good at cooking. It's so fragrant, it's better than eating in the camp.
Rows of soldiers sat on long tables and benches, and the room was filled with the sound of chewing rice.
Grandpa Song held the cigarette pouch and looked at them with a smile.
I thought: Our family, the food is not bad, right?
glanced at Song Fusheng again, this trick is very good.
One wooden plate for one person, five compartments, four dishes and one meal, so as not to have one bowl in the east and one bowl in the west, which can't be brushed, and you have to go all the way to eat and serve vegetables.
Geng Liang finished eating, wiped his mouth with his hand, and asked Grandpa, "Have you eaten?" ”
Grandpa said, "You eat, you eat." Is it enough? Whoever is that, add rice. ”
Geng Liang hurriedly stopped, he had already added four times of rice: "Is there no bowl?" I'll wash the dishes, and you can eat too." Then he said to the soldiers, "Wash yourself after eating." ”
The soldiers stuffed their mouths with food: "En, en, en." ”
Otherwise, the more Geng Liang has no official position, the more these soldiers behave like good boys, and they don't look down on the people from Fengtian City at all, and the more the old man likes to tell the truth:
"No, Fusheng and I didn't eat it, we ate the rest, and we're eating.
What, or that sentence, isn't it you who came? I knew that you were General Lu's people, so I steamed sticky bean buns.
It's a lot of work, we think about so many people, if you don't eat it, you don't steam it.
Wait for tomorrow'er, get up early to steam, and then fry some fried dumplings (fritters) for you. ”
"Don't bother, let's see the situation and stay for a few days and leave, if it's too troublesome, it's our fault."
If Song Fuling heard this, she would definitely wave her little hand and say, no trouble, no trouble.
Because she can also satisfy her cravings by the way, and it is not their money that is spent.
It is the pigs, chickens, mushrooms, tofu, oil, and salt that the village pays for.
In short, Mom and Dad have calculated that there are still four dishes and one soup left over for those people, and they themselves are just troublesome and need to be done.
Moreover, you see, the food has skyrocketed, Song Fuling has not let Qian Peiying fire alone, she plans that when these people are there, she will eat with the big canteen, and sincerely hope that the soldiers and brothers will stay for a few more days.
At this time, Song Fuling was holding a basin, yes, others eat with a bowl, and she uses a basin.
While mixing the thick chicken soup with chicken stewed mushrooms and rice, he sang, "Brother Dibing." ”
was slapped on the back by Qian Peiying.
Qian Peiying glared at her daughter, making her eyes look at Mi Shou.
I thought to myself: This kid doesn't pay attention at all. In front of Mi Shou noodles, open your mouth and come.
And then Mi Shou, this gadget, at a young age, has a good memory.
If you don't pay attention to the words you sing, you can remember it when you turn your head, and you may be able to sing it when you can.
For example:
In case of when, Mi Shou saw Lu Gongzi again, and he opened his mouth and came: "I want to die Brother Dibing." ”
In case, if Lu Gongzi is curious to ask, where did you hear it, my sister sang it.
You said...... Alas, what do people think of us, there is a big girl in the family, and you want to be a soldier?
"Mother, what are you doing beating me, you think too much. I'm singing incense, and the incense is a personal dropping brother. ”
Mi Shou hugged the rice bowl and blinked with big eyes.
Sure enough, Sister Xixiao sang: "A mouthful of incense, Brother Bing." ”
"Ahem, ahem, ahem."
"Yes, you deserve it." Qian Peiying was amused.
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