Qin Wanwan didn't answer.

She can fool around a lot of things, but she doesn't mess around with food.

And she is very focused when cooking, which makes people unconsciously start to slow down with her tune.

In particular, Qin Wanwan enjoys this feeling of cooking.

She cut the dried vegetables into pieces, soaked them until soft, and opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma of meat had already come out.

At this time, the meat is at most seven ripe, and it can't be crystal clear, and it can't even be eaten directly.

"This special mother is so fragrant, Lao Tzu has never smelled such fragrant meat, the kid has two hits!"

The old man was very excited, and the yelling just now didn't seem to be him.

wanted to tear the meat down and eat it, but was stopped by Qin Wanwan.

"You can't eat it now, you'll regret eating it at this time!"

Qin Wanwan stopped the old man very seriously.

"You kid can't fool Lao Tzu, right? It's so fragrant and you can't eat it? What else can you make more fragrant than you already have? ”

Qin Wanwan nodded.

Isn't that normal?

Or what else would she stop him from doing?

"If you want something more delicious, don't stop me!"

The old man wiped his saliva, looked at the sun, and endured it!

Anyway, it's still some time before I leave the meal.

"Then you'd better make it better than it is now, or Lao Tzu will pinch you to death a little ant!"

This threat will appear three times at a time.

Qin Wanwan didn't take it seriously.

Calmly take out the wild boar that has been boiled for a long time, and then put it on the wooden mound and start cutting.

It's a pity that the kitchen knife is so blunt that the meat can't be cut.

"I said, big brother, how do you use this kitchen knife? It's so blunt, it's easy to grind it with a grinding stone, and it can be used well! ”

If you really are a veteran who has been discharged from the army, you will definitely know how to make the knife sharper.

The old man looked at the kitchen knife that was about to rust:

"Who would bother so much with your little thing, the meat is stewed directly, and the vegetables can be steamed if they are torn apart!"

Is it so easy to feel this food level?

complained that it was such a big man cooking, Qin Wanwan was silent.

I asked the old man for a grinding stone, and I began to sharpen the knife.

How can a good cook not have a good knife?

The old man looked at the piece of meat, and then looked at Qin Wanwan:

"I said you kid, can you do it or not? This meat is cold! ”

Qin Wanwan didn't raise his head:

"I just want to let it cool, so I'm not stupid if it's hot, what if I burn my fingers?"

This kid is really a little white face, and a big man is afraid of being hot.

It's really blind.

"Hurry up, the eldest brother is going to cook in a while, and before you can finish it, Lao Tzu will chop you up as a snack."

Again!

Aren't all threats the same?

After sharpening the kitchen knife and using it, Qin Wanwan walked to the wooden pier, looked at the piece of wild boar, and then cut it.

Each slice is of equal thickness, and when you cut it, you can see the fat and lean meat shaking inside.

The old man's saliva was almost uncontrollable, if it weren't for Qin Wanwan's quick movements, he would have put his face on the wild boar.

It's really fragrant.

Why is that little white face just boiled and fried, so fragrant?

Why is that?

Can't figure it out, still can't figure it out!

After cutting the meat slices, Qin Wanwan put the soaked dried vegetables under the big sea bowl, and then neatly stacked the big fat slices on it, and if one bowl couldn't be placed, there would be another bowl.

It took six large bowls to put a few pieces of meat on the stack!

"What is this for? That dried vegetable is hard to eat raw! ”

The old man was confused, and he couldn't understand what Qin Wanwan's little white face wanted to do.

Qin Wanwan ignored him and continued to be busy.

Put the bamboo fence made of bamboo slices in the pot, and then fasten the six large large bowls with the same large large bowls and put them in.

Cover the heavy wooden lid and start boiling the water over a high fire.

"What did you just add to the water?"

After the fire burned for a while, the old man remembered that Qin Wanwan had just taken a lot of things and threw them in.

"Oh, I saw that yam and that wild egg, and it was boiled water anyway, so I threw it in together!"

What's that?

Wild eggs are to be kept for the eldest brother to eat, and the yam is medicine! It's not for food!

What does this little white face want to do?

"You, you, you, you!!"

For a long time, the old man didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry about you, you're not stammering, that yam is delicious, it's no worse than that cake when cooked!"

The old man was angry, and sat on the side, staring at Qin Wanwan deadly.

How old would this little white face be to dare to talk to himself like this?

stood up suddenly and was about to clean up the little white face, but I heard the little white face say:

"Where's the flour? I want to make some big cakes and eat them with button meat for a while, it should be very delicious! ”

The old man was instantly stuck, what were you going to say just now?

Why did he forget?

Then he turned his head and handed a bag of flour to Qin Wanwan.

Qin Wanwan grinned, the young master will make good food, and he can't clean up you foodies?

Hum!!!

There is a price to pay for underestimating the little white face.

There is no old noodles, and the weather is very cold, the dead noodles are too unpalatable, Qin Wanwan doesn't plan to eat the dead noodles cakes.

When you think of the button meat in the pot, it is definitely necessary to pair it with Su's crispy and crispy cakes.

It's a pity, if there is a dough cake, add the dried vegetables just now, spread a layer of steamed button meat on the outside, and brush with a layer of self-made sauce, that is the most perfect way to eat.

But where in the world is there such a good thing.

I can only pay attention to it.

If we don't have bread, we can make shortbread.

Add two eggs in warm water, a handful of sugar and a little salt, and quickly make the flour ready.

Set aside to wake up, dug up another piece of lard and began to work with another piece of noodles.

The best thing about this shortbread is half of the dough that is made alive in lard, so that it will be shortened.

Let the old man pinch a handful of pepper leaves not far away, chop them carefully for later use, and then look around, there is even a handful of wild onions.

Let the old man wash it and chop it up for later use.

Taking advantage of this, the piece of bread placed near the stove had already woken up.

Qin Wanwan looked at the fire at the bottom of the pot, calculated the time, and continued to steam.

This button meat must be steamed for half an hour to taste enough, but unfortunately it can't be used in the steamer in the palace, and the taste of the steamed thing is enough.

But even in such a humble condition, after half an hour, the fragrance came out uncontrollably.

The surrounding bandits all sniffed and ran over.

Seeing the little white face on the side of the old man, he was curious, but he didn't dare to ask.

"Who's that, someone will help me set that stove on fire and put that piece of iron on it!"

Qin Wanwan originally wanted to find an iron pot, but unfortunately, there was none.

The iron pot in the palace is still because it is in the palace, and it can be used for special approval, and the folk iron pot is not easy to buy, it is ironware.

The bandits looked at the piece of iron and were speechless.

Is there something wrong with the eyes of this little white face?

Where is that piece of iron? That's obviously it...