Taking advantage of the process of steaming the potatoes, Yang Ruoqing slaughtered the quail couple again.

The hair was removed, the abdomen was disemboweled, the internal organs were washed, and then the quail was chopped into pieces and carried back to the stove.

At this time, the water in the pot boiled, and the cheerful water bubbled.

Yang Ruoqing took out two boiled potatoes, put them in a bowl next to them and dried them first, and poured the quail pieces into the water with the hot water that was still boiling in the pot.

Use a bamboo fence to remove a layer of foam from the top, and then scoop up the quails.

Fifteen quail eggs were also boiled in water with their shells.

When the quail pieces and the quail entrails are scalded and matured, they are taken out of the pot, and the quail eggs are cooked.

Fish them out and put them in another clay bowl to dry, and peel off the shells of the quail eggs for later use.

Next, Yang Ruoqing washed the cabbage, spinach and lettuce, and when everything was ready, she was going to start cooking lunch.

was about to go to the next room to call Da'an to come over and stuff Chai He, but it happened that Da'an came in by himself.

"Sister, I'll help you stuff firewood!" Da'an Road.

"Okay!" Yang Ruoqing responded.

She picks up the cold potatoes and, with something similar to a rolling pin, mashes the potatoes and mashes them into mashed potatoes.

"Sister, what are you cooking?" Daan stood aside and asked curiously.

In Da'an's previous cognition, there were only two ways to eat potatoes, stewed with meat, or stir-fried, and shoot some dry and spicy seeds.

Yang Ruoqing pounded it without raising her head and said, "I'll make you potato cakes at noon!" ”

"What? Can potatoes also make cakes? "Daan is also novel.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Not only potatoes, sweet potatoes, and taro, but also all of them!" This ingredient is ever-changing, one thing, a hundred ways to eat, it depends on whether you can figure it out. ”

Daan nodded, stood aside and looked at it seriously.

The mashed potatoes were almost pounded, Yang Ruoqing turned around and went to the bag of wheat flour, scooped up an appropriate amount of wheat flour, and mixed it with the mashed potatoes in a certain proportion.

Put some salt stars and an appropriate amount of water into it, and mix it with water while stirring it with chopsticks.

Next, it's time to knead.

When kneading the dough and kneading it softly, but not sticky, Yang Ruoqing gave an order, and Da'an immediately ignited the fire in the stove.

Heat the pot and dip the loofah naan in some rapeseed oil, and rub it evenly in the pan.

Yang Ruoqing began to pinch potato cakes.

Kneading potato cakes is super simple, just like Xiao An playing with mud, kneading them into a circle, forming a flat one, and finally pasting them into the pot.

Yang Ruoqing counted in her heart while pasting them, and after pasting them all, there were fifteen palm-sized potato cakes.

The people who eat at noon, including Uncle Chang Geng, there are seven people in total, and there is still one left after each person eats two!

After all the potato cakes were pasted, Yang Ruoqing added a little water to the pot, and then covered the pot and simmered.

Cut the washed green onions into verdant foam, wait until the lid is uncovered, and when the potato cakes are turned over, then sprinkle the green onion foam evenly, cover the pot and simmer for a while.

When Sun and Chang Gung carried the plough and led the old cow into the yard, they smelled the fragrance wafting from the stove room.

"Why does it smell so good?" Chang Geng asked with a smile.

Sun said: "It's like a potato!" Chang Geng, you wash your hands and go into the house to drink tea, you are tired this day, and you plough the field in one go! ”

"Nothing, nothing."

With the water from the well in the yard, Chang Geng washed his hands and went to Yang Huazhong's house.

Sun turned around and went into the stove room, "Qing'er, your potatoes are so fragrant!" ”

"Mother, come and see, my sister's potato cakes are beautiful, golden!" Da'an picked up the potato cakes that had just come out of the pot on the pot table like a treasure for Sun to see.

Sun glanced at it, and his eyes lit up.

"Ah, it's really beautiful, just looking at this appearance and smelling this fragrance, it's delicious!" Sun said.

"Mother, why don't you try it first?" Yang Ruoqing said.

"That's not possible, I'll eat it when it's served!" Sun said, began to apron, ready to give Yang Ruoqing a hand.

"Da'an, you go, my mother will come to stuff firewood."

"Hmm!" Da'an got up and gave up his position, and he didn't leave, standing by the pot to watch his sister cook.

Yang Ruoqing took the time to go to the next room, said hello to Chang Geng, poured a bowl of tea, and when she returned to the stove room, she turned Xiao An over by the way.

Grab one of the largest hash browns and break them in half.

In the place where it was broken, it was fragrant and hot, and Xiao An's saliva almost came down.

"Sister, what is this?" Xiao An asked.

"Sister made potato cakes, Xiao An and Da An came to help my sister taste it!"

Yang Ruoqing grinned and divided the two halves of the potato cakes to the two younger brothers.

"Isn't it delicious?" She asked.

Da Ans Sven took a bite, and then nodded: "It's delicious." ”

Xiao An gave Yang Ruoqing an answer with gobbling up.

"Okay, let's go outside, the smell of smoke in the stove room is heavy, but you can't run too far, I'll call you after dinner!"

Yang Ruoqing touched Xiao An's head and knocked the two of them out of the stove room, then stood up and began to cook the dishes next to her.

Sun sat at the door of the stove with a burning stick, watching Yang Ruoqing do all this with a smile, and the woman's eyes were full of relief.

Eldest sister eldest sister, my eldest sister Qing'er did it, I really don't have to choose!

With Qing'er here, if he is not there that day, the Da'an and Xiao'an brothers will not suffer anymore.

Sun thought secretly, realizing what he was thinking, Sun snorted several times in his heart.

How could I not be there? I want to live well, accompany my children, and watch them grow up peacefully!

"Qing'er, today your Uncle Chang Gung will help our family plough the fields, and my mother will let you go to the Chen butcher's house in the village to cut some pork in the morning, have you gone?" Sun asked instead.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "Butcher Chen sent some of the pork to the tile market in the town to set up a stall to sell, and the meat that his mother-in-law sold in the meat shed at the entrance of the village was all pork belly that could not be sold in the town. There is still a shortage of catties and taels, so I don't want to go to their meat shed and waste that copper coin! ”

When Sun heard this, he was a little anxious, "Then we don't have a single meat dish at noon, how can we entertain your Uncle Chang Geng?" ”

"Mother, don't worry, what do you think this is?"

Yang Ruoqing uncovered a bowl that was upside down next to her, and handed the quail pieces in the bowl below to Sun.

"Huh? Quail? And quail eggs? Sun's face was full of surprise.

"Qing'er, where did this thing come from? It's so much better than pork! ”

"Hehe, I went to the woods behind the village to catch it."

Yang Ruoqing said in her mouth, without delaying the work in her hand at all, patting the garlic foam and cutting the ginger shreds, and the chives into sections.

"Mother, let's start work!" She commanded.

"Okay!" Sun sat back, stuffed a handful of firewood into the small stove, and stirred up the fire.