"Mother, you cook the big pot first, and I'll weigh these two pheasants into two catties!"

In the stove room, Yang Ruoqing picked up the scale pole and weighed the two pheasants she caught during the day one by one.

The big one weighs nearly five pounds. The small one, three and a half pounds!

"Mother, let's slaughter a small one tonight, stew pot soup, what's the matter?" Yang Ruoqing consulted Sun's opinion.

Sun said: "Wow, pheasants are a rare thing, and chicken soup is said to be fresh!" Three and a half catties of pheasants, we can eat enough! ”

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Sun Shi said again: "The big one, are you going to take it to the market town to sell it when you turn around?" It should sell for a lot of money, right? ”

Yang Ruoqing nodded and said: "The price of pheasants and yellow eels is the same, they are about 30 yuan a catty, this pheasant weighs five catties, and it can be sold for 150 yuan!" ”

"My Qing'er is really capable!" Sun praised, while neatly washing the rice into the pot.

Eating pure white rice is too luxurious for the villagers.

As usual, Sun mixed wild vegetables with white rice.

Over there, Yang Ruoqing shook her head and said, "This big pheasant is no longer for sale, I want to ask Gagong to take it back to Sunjiagou District and give it to my Ga Po, aunt, and cousin!" ”

Sun was stunned, and then glanced at Yang Ruoqing with a relieved face: "My Qing'er is so filial!" ”

Yang Ruoqing grinned: "That's a must!" Mother, let's go our separate ways, you slaughter pheasants, and I'll go to the well in the yard to kill the eel! ”

"Okay, wait until I stuff the bottom of the stove with hard wood!"

The two went their separate ways.

Sun plucked the pheasant, took out the viscera and set it aside, and then cleaned the chicken.

Chop them into pieces, put them in a clay pot, put a few slices of ginger in them, cover the lid of the crockpot, and stuff them all into the stove.

This kind of crockpot is resistant to high temperatures, and it is usually stuffed into the stove to simmer soup.

When the rice is cooked, the pheasant is also simmered. The soup simmered in this crockpot has a special fragrance, which is soft and soft, and makes people have an endless aftertaste!

As soon as the Sun family was put down as a crockpot, Yang Ruoqing also took the yellow eel that was picked up and quickly entered the house.

"Qing'er, the pheasant is simmering, those chicken hearts, chicken livers, chicken stewed chicken intestines, I will put them aside according to your explanation, what do you think?"

Sun pointed to a pile of chicken offal on the ground and asked Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing put down the yellow eel in her hand and said to Sun: "The mountain people have their own tricks, I'll come!" ”

"Then I'm going to fry the yellow eel?" Sun asked.

"Cheng, my mother remembers to shoot more spicy and minced garlic into it, the yellow eel can take those!" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Mother knows, you girl, you have a heavy taste, so you love to eat salty and spicy!"

Sun said with a smile, igniting the fire in the small stove outside, and put a little oil in the pot, ready to burn the yellow eel.

Here, Yang Ruoqing first grabbed a handful of corn brought by Lao Sun Tou this time and soaked it in clean water. I grabbed another handful of peanuts and set them aside.

Then he rolled up his sleeves and squatted on the ground to make chicken offal.

Wash the chicken hearts and chicken liver and chicken wontons, cut into thin slices.

Remove the dirt from the chicken intestines, then insert them with chopsticks and turn them over, and carefully scrub them several times.

Make sure there is no smell at all, and then cut it into small pieces.

Shred the green onion, ginger and garlic, and set aside.

"Mother, where are you leaving the vegetables that Gagong brought?" Yang Ruoqing asked Sun again.

This old grandson came over and brought a sack.

It was filled with soybeans, peanuts, corn kernels, some cabbage, spinach, lettuce, dried peppers......

"Here!"

Sun paused the spatula, turned around and took a bamboo basket from the top of the cabinet and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

The vegetables are really in there!

Yang Ruoqing took a lettuce and put the peeled skin aside to feed the only old hen in the family.

Then cut the washed lettuce into shiny and transparent slices and set it aside.

Looking at the pot, the yellow eel that had been soaked by soy sauce had already glowed with an attractive dark red luster, and the thick soup was grunting, as if singing a happy tune.

Yang Ruoqing estimated that there were still four or five minutes to get out of the pot, so she took this opportunity to grab two handfuls of cabbage and spinach and go to the well to clean.

When she cleaned the vegetables and returned to the stove room, the yellow eel had already risen, and the fragrance was wafting in the stove room.

"Qing'er, what's next?"

"I'm going to make a stir-fried chicken offal!" Yang Ruoqing said.

This dish, she liked to eat in her previous life, it was fragrant, spicy, and full of energy.

Sun sat down at the stove and stirred up the fire.

Yang Ruoqing also wore an apron around her waist, put a little rapeseed oil in the hot pan, and let it fry.

Fried to a certain extent, Yang Ruoqing pushed the chopped green onions, ginger, garlic, dried spicy seeds, peanuts and soaked corn on the board into the oil pot.

"Squeak......

A crisp sound.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the spatula and waved it, which was dazzling and impervious to wind and rain.

With her wielding, the spicy seeds and green onions, ginger and garlic foam blend with each other at high temperatures, using rapeseed oil as a bridge of communication, sublimating the spicy fragrance of the room!

"Ahh

Suddenly there was a loud sneeze at the door of the stove room.

Yang Ruoqing looked up and saw a tall figure standing at the door of the stove room.

Beside him, there were two little boys of different sizes.

Isn't it Luo Fengtang and Xiao An!

"Huh? Tang Yanzi, are you here? ”

Sun hurriedly rushed over, his eyes were full of joy, and the smile went from the bottom of his eyes to the bottom of his heart.

"Third aunt."

Luo Fengtang called out to Sun, a pair of eyes, but couldn't help but go past Sun, and looked at Yang Ruoqing in front of the pot table in the stove room.

The girl is not graceful at the waist and wears an apron.

There is a soybean oil lamp lit on the pot table, the light is dim, and the girl is waving the spatula in her hand.

As if knowing that he was looking at him, she turned her head towards him, blushing with a fluttering face.

She smiled at him, her teeth white and her eyes bright.

The appearance of the fat girl stir-frying, it is so beautiful!

"Tang Yanzi, it's spicy here, you better go to my father's house next door and sit, and the meal will be fine in a while!"

Sun's voice rang out again.

Luo Fengtang came back to his senses suddenly, and found that he was out of shape, he hurriedly lowered his gaze, not daring to look at the pot table.

"What? Third aunt, what did you just say? I didn't hear you. ”

"Hehe, I said that there is a strong spicy smell in this stove room, beware of choking you, go and sit in the next room, your third uncle and Qing'er Gagong are here!" Sun smiled and said again.

"Oh, good, good!"

Luo Fengtang turned around, and the corner of his eye couldn't help but glance at the pot again.

I don't know what I stepped on, he stumbled and almost fell.

Fortunately, he was agile and held on to the door frame next to him.

"Tang Yanzi, are you okay? Watch your step! Sun's face became nervous, and Guan asked.

"No, nothing!"

Luo Fengtang blushed, lowered his head and fled to the next room in embarrassment.

Sun followed and poured tea.

In the stove room, Yang Ruoqing couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

This silly boy is really a stupid goose!

Xiao An blinked with a pair of big eyes, tilted his head and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Sister, I saw it, Brother Fengtang almost tripped when he saw you go!" ”

"I tripped him!"

Daan said with a frown.

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Da'an: "Why are you stumbling on him?" ”

"No why!"

Da'an's tone seemed to be a little angry, and he put aside his words and turned his head out of the stove room.

Leaving Yang Ruoqing confused.