Looking at Gu Qingyao's face, Mo Chengrui didn't know what to say.

He knew that his uncle was very good to the sister in front of him, so the uncle next to him didn't say anything, so he didn't dare to say anything, so he went with her. These children are all good at work, the fish and shrimp are quickly cleaned up, Mo Beihan went to burn the fire, and Gu Qingyao was in charge.

Those crayfish are naturally made spicy.

Now that it's late autumn, it can be said that it is very rare to eat crayfish, and this year, it is estimated that it will be the last time.

Among these shrimps, not all crayfish, but also some rice shrimp and the like, Gu Qingyao put them all together.

She has enough supplies on hand, and when she puts oil, she is naturally very willing, if there is no oil in the roasted lobster, wouldn't it be a waste of good things?

At this time, several children and Jiang Yingqiu in the kitchen were not there, just her and Mo Beihan, so she put a lot of oil.

Mo Beihan was burning the fire, in fact, he had been paying attention to Gu Qingyao's movements, and he also saw that a spoonful full of oil was in the pot.

People in this era are very economical, and they are reluctant to put oil when cooking, generally they wipe the pot with oil, just don't stick to the pan, like Gu Qingyao, absolutely not.

Crayfish need seasoning, Gu Qingyao has it in her hand, and it is enough to add it, although she can't see the bay leaf garlic paste or something she added like in her previous life, but what she made is spicy, adding some chili peppers, which are common, and things that can't be seen like pepper and pepper powder, can still be done.

There was no way to add beer, so I added a little liquor to it, which Mo Beihan has at home, or Moutai.

Mo Beihan has been observing, in this era, cooking is as particular as Gu Qingyao, it is really very rare, in the countryside, there are almost none.

He saw it, but he didn't say anything.

One pot is making crayfish, and in the other big pot, fish soup is made.

Like the small fish ponds made by Gu Qingyao last time, it is still a braised fish soup, with soy sauce added, and the taste is a little heavier.

Mo Beihan was at home during this time, and the supplies of the Mo family were still good, Gu Qingyao added two eggs to improve the freshness.

The surrounding area of the pot is still pasted cakes, which is actually a bit similar to small fish pot stickers, but Gu Qingyao is free to play in practice.

There were a lot of people, and three pots of black flour cakes were pasted, so I gave up.

Jiang Yingqiu was a little old and not in good health, so Gu Qingyao stewed a slightly larger fish for her on the small stove next to her, made a lighter fish soup, and added some wild mushrooms to it.

This was picked when she went up the mountain with Mo Beihan before, and the Mo family still exists.

With such a fragrant aroma, several children were about to drool, and they all ran to the kitchen door and stretched their heads to look inside.

Gu Qingyao smiled, "Go and take out the table, you can eat." ”

"Oooh oh ......"

Several people cheered and hurried to move the table.

The meal was simple, but the portion was sufficient, Gu Qingyao put it in a basin and brought it out and put it on the table outside.

And Mo Beihan, at this time, went to taste the light fish soup that Gu Qingyao made for his mother alone, the fish soup was light, but it was unusually delicious.

He only took one sip and tasted the most familiar taste in his previous life.

Space Spring!

It seems that a little change has really taken place in this life, and Yaoyao's space appeared in advance.

The environment in her living space is much better than the outside world, the spring water is sweeter than the outside world, and the health effect is excellent.

Later, she cultivated it into a medicinal spring, and the effect was even better.