Chapter 22: Pickles

Su Wen went to the kitchen and knocked the cabinet door to see what other ingredients were in the house. The sisters are all malnourished, and the delicious food has entered the stomach of the original body, and they must be repaired.

If only there was milk!

She sighed in her heart, and planned to go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy some malt cream, and let Su Qing send it to the school for the fourth and fifth sisters.

Those two poor girls don't know what kind of life they are living in school!

Su Wen ate in the school cafeteria when she was a child, not to mention the lack of oil and water, and the dishes were particularly unpalatable, not to mention the nutritional value. With the status of the fourth sister and the fifth sister, it is estimated that they can only eat some pickles, steamed buns, and drink some cold water.

It hurts to think about it.

"Eldest sister, what do you eat at night?" After Su Xiaomei swept the yard clean, she quietly washed her hands before daring to enter the kitchen.

She knows that the eldest sister loves cleanliness, and if she doesn't pay attention to hygiene, the eldest sister won't like her.

"Eat omelets in the evening and stir-fry pickles. Su Wen made a decision and started to do it.

Take out five eggs from the drawer, then start to mix some fine white flour in the cornmeal, add water to make a batter, and go to the self-kept field, pluck a few shallots back and wash them, and finely cut them into chopped green onions and put them in the batter.

When everything was busy, I found Su Xiaomei covering her heart with a painful face.

"What's wrong with you? Under the weather? ”

Su Xiaomei's eyes flashed with tears, "Eldest sister, do you want to eat five eggs?" We only have a total of 14 eggs, and they are gone after eating! Let's not eat, I'm not hungry at all, really. I ate so delicious meat and bones yesterday that I didn't have to eat it for a year. ”

They are usually reluctant to eat any of them.

"Sister, don't eat eggs! We ate cornmeal batter, and it was already delicious to eat with cornmeal batter. ”

Su Wen was silent for a long time, it turned out that when the little sister ate meat yesterday, she thought about not eating it for the next year.

"Listen to me, you are malnourished now, and you need to replenish your nutrition. In the future, eggs will be eaten every day, not only eggs, but also meat, bones, fish, and lots and lots of delicious food. ”

Su Xiaomei looked at Su Wen in a daze, and the six-year-old heart was shaking off a huge shock. The image of the eldest sister is so tall and tough in her eyes, and she is even more radiant than when her father was alive.

"Don't worry, there will be eggs, money, and beautiful clothes in the future."

The little sister is too sensible, which is really gratifying.

"Here, help me light the fire and start cooking!"

"Oh!" Su Xiaomei hadn't come out of the shock just now, and sat on a small stool with a stupid face to light the fire. The hands are very skilled, and when filling the stove with firewood, add it little by little, without a fork, so that the iron pot can be heated evenly.

There are special people to help you light the fire, and when you cook, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, which is more convenient than having natural gas in the city, and the food you make is more fragrant.

Su Wen quickly wiped the hot pot with oil first, then spread the batter into the pot to form a cake, and beat the eggs. Soon you can smell the fresh corn mixed with the scent of shallots and eggs, and it goes straight to the nose.

Su Xiaomei couldn't stop swallowing her saliva, her eyes staring directly at the egg cake out of the pot, reluctant to look away. I've forgotten what I just said.

Su Wen couldn't help but snicker, no matter how sensible a child is, he is still a child.

This was repeated four times, four omelette cakes were made, and dinner was ready.

It is not good to have staple food without vegetables, Su Xiaomei shouted that she didn't want vegetables, and it was already delicious and happy to have egg cakes. But Su Wen ignored her, in her cognition, how could there be no vegetables for eating!

Life should have a sense of ritual and pay attention to collocation.

She opened the small jar of pickles in the corner of the kitchen, and inside was pickled pickles with beautiful colors. The sour taste makes you want to eat a big bowl of white rice just by smelling it.

It goes well with an omelet.

I didn't expect the original body to have a unique skill of pickling pickles.