038 is not the same
Sheng Qingqing arranged it very well.
But this pair of siblings did not come according to her plan.
I saw Sheng Zhizhi's eyes glowing and he went directly to the braised chicken wings, without even looking at the osmanthus cake next to him. Sheng Siming glanced at the braised chicken wings a few times, but finally picked up the osmanthus cake first.
The cautious look, knowing that he understood that what he was holding was osmanthus cake, and those who didn't know thought he was holding some kind of treasure.
"It's too roaring to eat!"
And when Sheng Siming was holding the osmanthus cake and looking carefully, one of Sheng Zhizhi's chicken wings had already been eaten.
As soon as you enter the mouth, the teeth bite down gently, and the marinade forced out by the high temperature is immediately squeezed out, splashing all over the mouth, and the slightly hot marinade is accompanied by the delicate chicken wings, which continue to merge in the mouth, and the feeling of fresh and tender is instantly perceived, and the mouth is suddenly full of that delicious taste......
Sheng Zhizhi gasped, not caring that the chicken wings in his mouth had not been completely swallowed, and he had already taken another one on the plate in his hand.
These chicken wings are not big, each one is only two wide and two long, which is exactly one for a child like Sheng Zhizhi. You don't have to worry about getting stuck in your throat with bones. Because the wing bones of the chicken wings have already been cooked and glutinous.
After swallowing the upper wing meat, you only need to bite hard to bite the bone finely, and some of the marinade still hidden in it will burst out instantly with the force of the bite, so that the tip of the tongue can feel the second delicious stimulation.
"Eat slowly, it's all yours." Sheng Qingqing was helpless.
She was also eating a chicken wing, but she didn't look like Sheng Zhizhi gobbling it up.
"Sister, is this chicken wing really made by Grandpa Mountain God? It's so delicious! Sheng Zhizhi couldn't help but feel emotional while eating. She had never forgotten the braised chicken wings she had eaten for the first time, but after eating the chicken wings in her hand, the previous braised chicken wings were immediately thrown out of the sky.
It's not a grade at all!
Sheng Zhizhi sighed in her heart.
At this time, Sheng Siming had already finished eating a piece of osmanthus cake.
In the eyes of adults, this osmanthus cake may be just a small piece, and it will be gone in one bite. But for Sheng Siming, who is only six years old, the palm-sized osmanthus cake is enough for him to eat for a while.
And his eating appearance is much more than that of Sheng Zhi Zhi Siwen, one bite at a time, slowly.
But this does not affect Sheng Siming's love for this osmanthus cake.
He still didn't know what the osmanthus cake made by his mother tasted like, but the soft osmanthus cake in his hand still made him feel a warm feeling.
Maybe it's next to the stove, but it's more likely that the two family members in front of him are sharing the food with him.
At a young age, Sheng Siming had a lot of feelings in his heart.
Sheng Zhizhi ate five grilled chicken wings in one go, and the speed on his hand and mouth slowed down. She exhaled loudly and suddenly said, "Sister, I think you can also buy some braised chicken wings, you see how delicious these braised chicken wings are." ”
Sheng Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and didn't bite the chicken wings in her mouth.
She really didn't think about selling lo-mei. Because she doesn't have the old marinade on her hands, I'm afraid the lo-mei she makes is not delicious enough. When it comes to cooking, Sheng Qingqing is a little paranoid and wants to do her best in everything. So she didn't think of making lo-mei in the first place.
Although things like lo-mei are easy to make and easy to sell.
Sheng Qingqing frowned, and finally did not agree to sell lo-mei.
"Lo-mei needs a lot of meat, and we don't have that much money."
Sheng Zhizhi suddenly felt that it was right. Now that meat is precious, if you want to sell lo-mei, you must need a lot of capital to buy meat in the early stage, but the return on capital is not very fast.
"Lo mei, when we have money in the future, let's talk about it." Sheng Qingqing finally said this.
She didn't give up completely, how to make a good marinade, she knows, the only problem is the old marinade, if you want to come later, you can buy some old marinade back, then it can be solved.
But when it comes to meat......
"Zhizhi, where did you put those rabbits?"
I was paying attention to Liu Qiucui and Kong Gaoming and his wife before, and the pair of rabbits Sheng Qingqing handed them over to Sheng Zhizhi casually, but now I suddenly remembered.
That pair of rabbits is a treasure to Sheng Qingqing, if they stay and raise them well, their family may have rabbit meat to eat every day next year.
Sheng Zhizhi also knew that her eldest sister was obsessed with the rabbit, and immediately said, "I asked Siming to hide them under the bed, so as not to be discovered by those two people and caught and eaten." ”
Sheng Zhizhi didn't mind speculating about Liu Qiucui and Kong Gaoming with the greatest malice, so she didn't doubt it at all, if these two people saw rabbits, they would definitely eat them.
Hearing this, Sheng Qingqing nodded reassuringly. Although Sheng Siming is young, he has a stable personality, and he is very relieved to do things Sheng Qingqing, even more at ease than letting Sheng Zhizhi do things.
Sure enough, Sheng Siming said very steadily: "I put the rabbit in the cage and put grass in it." They hide under the bed and shouldn't freeze to death. ”
Of course, this will not freeze to death, and at night, the house will be burned with charcoal, not to mention warm as spring, but also warm enough. And during the day, it won't be as cold as at night, and it won't freeze two rabbits with thick fur to death.
"It's good, it's good." Sheng Qingqing changed a piece of osmanthus cake to eat, and said: "Have the mushrooms and wild vegetables in the back basket been put away, and the alfalfa grass and roots in it must be planted well, and they can be fed to rabbits and fertilized next year." ”
Sheng Qingqing has already made plans, it's not okay to always go to the town to buy food, the few pieces of land at home can't be barren all the time, you have to find a way to get things in the middle, even if it's to invite people to breed.
Sheng Zhizhi and Sheng Siming didn't know her plans, but it didn't prevent them from being obedient.
"The grass is still there, and it's still too late to plant tomorrow." Sheng Zhizhi nibbled on chicken wings and said.
In addition to a few plots of land in the village, there is a small vacant lot behind the Sheng family's house. There is nothing planted in this vacant land, and if you count it as land, it can be regarded as the land of their Sheng family. If you use it to grow alfalfa grass, there is no problem at all.
Sheng Qingqing nodded with satisfaction.
After finishing the business, the three sisters and brothers talked about some future plans, such as how to treat Liu Qiucui and Kong Gaoming. In the end, we came to the conclusion that the same should be the same.
Of course, this is Sheng Qingqing's statement to her two younger siblings, she still has other calculations in private, but she hasn't made it clear yet, so she didn't say it.
Between the jokes and the jokes, the two plates were eaten.
Sheng Zhizhi rubbed her stomach very satisfied, while Sheng Siming was sleepy.
The child already felt a lot, and Sheng Siming had a little low blood sugar and wanted to sleep after eating.
Sheng Qingqing cleaned up the dishes, and then drove the two children to sleep.
After a supper, the whole body was warm, even lying on the wooden bed did not have the cold feeling of the past, Sheng Zhizhi and Sheng Siming felt very comfortable.
When Sheng Qingqing packed up her things and lay down on the bed, the three sisters and brothers hugged each other and slept together, which was even warmer.
So the three of them stayed awake all night.
……
Of course, not everyone is as happy as the Sheng family siblings.
Liu Qiucui, who lived in the same courtyard with them, felt unlucky. Not to mention being woken up alive in the middle of the night, when I opened the door early in the morning, I saw a big mouse frozen to death at the door.
"Bad luck!" Liu Qiucui kicked the mouse away with a hateful kick. He found a broom and cleaned the house inside and out. Rao is like this, but he is still not at ease.
Running out of a place where the plague has been spread, and seeing something like a rat, you don't feel like you've seen something delicious. Liu Qiucui didn't know how many hungry rat-eating people she had seen, and finally contracted the plague and died. Faster than those who starved to death.
At this moment, I saw Kong Gaoming walking back from afar, and saw that he was still carrying two buckets on his hands, and the buckets were full of water. Because of the cold weather, it was even steaming white.
"Why are you doing so early in the morning?" As soon as Liu Qiucui saw him, she couldn't help but think of the fact that she had nothing to do and asked knowingly.
Kong Gaoming glanced at her, didn't answer, and went directly to the kitchen with water.
Liu Qiucui angrily threw the broom in his hand to the ground.
After a while, Kong Gaoming came out of the kitchen and asked, "What are you eating for breakfast?" ”
"What can I eat?" Liu Qiucui asked angrily, but she didn't have much anger.
It's always like this, as long as Shangkong Gaoming only has a simple face, Liu Qiucui has no temper. She likes Kong Gaoming's tendon meat. Although she is actually much older than Kong Gaoming, the female junior holds the gold brick......
But it's a pity that the goddess has intentions, and King Xiang has no dreams. Kong Gaoming didn't mean anything to her.
"Porridge is fine." He didn't even look at Liu Qiucui, and replied casually.
Liu Qiucui was angry again, but in the end she could only go to the kitchen to cook porridge and drink. She drank a bowl of porridge last night, and when she woke up early this morning, she was also hungry. But while she was cooking porridge, she was very resentful in her heart, but she couldn't be angry with Kong Gaoming, so she sprinkled all her anger on Sheng Qingqing's sister and brother.
"It's been a long time, and I'm still sleeping like a dead pig. Sleep and sleep, and sooner or later they will all die of sleep. ”
In the era of coal burning, many people died in their sleep. It was in "Izumo Town" that Liu Qiucui had heard many examples. The poorer the family, the greater the probability of death. She cursed Sheng Qingqing's sister and brother to sleep dead in their dreams.
Sheng Qingqing, who was still in a dream, naturally didn't know these words, but Kong Gaoming, who was still sitting in the courtyard, heard them clearly.
He originally wanted to pretend that he hadn't heard it, after all, Liu Qiucui was such a person, he cursed the heavens and the earth with resentment, and he heard a lot along the way. But I didn't expect that Liu Qiucui's scolding was even more excessive.
In the end, Kong Gaoming couldn't listen anymore.
"What are you talking about! They are just a few kids! Kong Gaoming shouted angrily, and his black face turned red with anger.