After the Xie family sent Aunt Qi over, Liu Qingyan stepped forward and asked, "Mother, are our family related to Aunt Qi's family?" ”

"It's not a relative, it's just a fellow villager who lives in the same village."

"Then her son marries a daughter-in-law, why did she ask our family to go to the banquet." Liu Qingyan blinked her eyes and asked the bottom of the matter.

"Isn't it all because your father is a showman, and whoever has a wedding and funeral in the village will come to invite him." Xie said lightly that he was used to this situation.

"Oh." Liu Qingyan nodded to show that she understood, but she was thinking about how many portions she had to eat with such a banquet, it was not cost-effective!

Xie Shi looked up at the sky and said, "It's not too early, my mother should go to cook dinner, and your grandfather and your third uncle will be hungry when they come back from work." ”

"Mother, why don't I cook and you continue to do embroidery?"

Liu Qingyan embroidered badly, and cooking was difficult for her.

Growing up in the countryside, she learned to cook at a young age, and later worked in a city known as 'those who fly in the sky don't eat airplanes, and those with four legs don't eat tables'. There is a collection of the essence of the major cuisines of the east, west, north and south, every time I eat some delicious local specialties, I will also buy ingredients and come back to try to make them, and I have to invite colleagues and friends to come to the house for a party, which has won a lot of praise. In the past seven or eight years, although I dare not say that I have made a table full of Han people, there will be several dishes in various places.

"Yan'er, when did you learn to cook? How can my mother not know! Xie Shi looked at his daughter in surprise.

"Mother, I can watch it when I burn the fire, why don't I just cook a meal!"

"Do you really do it? Don't waste the food. Xie still didn't believe it.

"Yes, yes, Sister Qingzhi will make the fire, I'll do it." Liu Qingyan patted her flat chest and reassured.

Qingzhi was assigned to peel bamboo shoots in the stove room, and the bamboo shoots were also picked by her in the bamboo forest in the afternoon.

Liu Qingyan carried the vegetable basket into the vegetable garden, the vegetable varieties in the garden are quite rich, the peppers began to hang small fruits, but the pumpkin, winter melon, and loofah have not yet climbed on the shelf, and the yellow buds can be seen only when the daylily planted on the edge of the garden is visible, only the cucumbers in early spring have just been eaten, and each leek has chopsticks to be high.

After walking around the vegetable garden, I picked two crisp cucumbers, pinched a handful of leeks and a few shallots, put them in a basket and carried them back to the stove room, and then went to the warehouse to get a small piece of bacon out.

For tonight's dinner, Liu Qingyan is going to make stir-fried bacon with bamboo shoots, scrambled eggs with leeks and cucumbers with cold salad.

These are all home-cooked dishes, one is that the ingredients are not rich enough, and many ingredients are not available; The second is not to expose too much for the time being, if you make some dishes that are not available in this era, it will cause a storm.

Modern people can't explain this matter through time and space, let alone the ancient people who are ignorant and backward, don't be reborn a few days later, and be killed by people as demons and monsters.

Qingzhi had already peeled all the bamboo shoots, and Liu Qingyan scooped a scoop of water into the pot and asked her to light a fire to boil the water.

Wait for the water to boil, put the bamboo shoots in and blanch the water, the water in the pot boils again, take out the bamboo shoots and put them in a wooden basin and add some cold water to soak them, and then put the bacon into the pot and cook for a while.

Go to the rice bowl to estimate and scoop out enough rice for the whole family to eat, add water to the basin and rub it lightly with your hands, pick out the grains that have not been milled clean, filter out the water and wash it again with water and put it aside for later use.

While instructing Qingzhi to stop adding firewood, he quickly lifted the lid of the pot and took out the bacon and put it on the board, and then washed the pot and prepared to cook rice.

People here eat rice that is boiled first and then steamed.

Liu Qingyan used to choose vegetables and wash vegetables in the interval between cooking rice, and there were not many dishes to be washed, so it took a while to wash them.

Small bamboo shoots, leeks are cut into segments after a few clicks, cucumbers are broken into small pieces by hand, and shallots are cut into thin green onions.

Qing Zhi, who was in charge of the fire, was full of admiration, and her cousin's action of washing and cutting vegetables was neat, no worse than that of the eldest uncle.

The rice can be boiled until it swells slightly, then drain the water and put it on the basket in the large pot stove to steam.

Qing Zhi lit the fire of the cauldron stove inside and threw a few pieces of large firewood into it, so that she didn't have to go to the fire of the cauldron stove all the time. The cauldron is used to boil steamed steamed rice without getting oily.

Liu Qingyan took a garlic and peeled the garlic clove for Qingzhi, and went to cut the bacon herself, and on the table where the board was placed, all kinds of ingredients were lined up in the bowl, red, emerald green, tender yellow, crispy, and colorful, which was beautiful.

Mrs. Liu came back from a stroll and was surprised to see her two granddaughters cooking in the stove room.

"Yan girl, when did you learn the work in the stove?" Mrs. Liu saw that the thickness of the slices of bacon was the same, and the knife work was better than her own, so she couldn't help but be suspicious.

"Grandmother, I saw that you and your mother have been cooking for so many years, and I have already seen it, do you say that I am smart!" Liu Qingyan's hippie smile snorted, vague.

"Grandmother, I also think Sister Qingyan is smart, unlike me who only learned to make fire." Qing Zhi nodded in agreement while peeling garlic, full of admiration for her cousin.

Mrs. Liu was full of questions, but she couldn't think of why. Be smart, be smart, and it's not a bad thing to be flexible.

"Yan girl, be careful, don't hurt your hands."

Liu Qingyan put down the kitchen knife and grabbed Mrs. Liu and walked out of the stove room, "Grandmother, don't worry, I will do the work in the stove room, you can't show my hands and feet here, and my grandfather and third uncle will be hungry when they come back." ”

"Okay, okay, you girl, you still think that your grandmother is in the way, and your grandmother is leaving." Mrs. Liu smiled kindly and left the stove room.

After the bacon was cut and put aside, Liu Qingyan took the peeled garlic clove and cut it into fine minced garlic.

The first dish is made of cold cucumbers, and the cucumbers are pickled after they are mixed before they can be tasted.

There is no chili oil, put a spoonful of chili noodles and minced garlic on the cucumber after patting, add a few chopped green onions, heat a spoonful of soybean oil and pour it on to make a "sizzling" sound, the fragrance wafts all over the stove, causing Qingzhi to keep sniffing, and then add some salt, soy sauce, vinegar and mix well, and it's good.

Qingzhi was greedy, couldn't help but run over and grab a piece and tasted it, and said that it was delicious, let's smack a few times, thought about it for a while, and added a sentence "It's better than what the eldest aunt makes." ”

Got Qingzhi's appreciation, Liu Qingyan was proud, and stuffed another piece into her mouth as a reward, and by the way, she also tasted a piece, although there was no chicken essence, monosodium glutamate and other seasonings, but the victory was that the cucumber was fresh and tender, crisp and very refreshing.

The sisters then continued to cook together.

In the evening in the countryside, when the sunset gradually recedes, the milky white smoke and the gray twilight are intertwined, making the ridges of the walls, the tops of the trees and the entrance of the village loom and flutter, adding a bit of wonderful atmosphere.

With the twilight, the villagers who were working outside carried farm tools to their homes.

Going out with the morning glow, the sunset accompanies the return home, and the sunrise and sunset rest life is plain and quiet.

When Xie put down the needlework and came to the stove room, the meals were all ready, although they were a few home-cooked side dishes, but the colors complemented each other, and the knife work was no worse than his own, which made people salivate.

I thought that my daughter was just a whim, and it would be good if the food she cooked could barely be eaten, but I didn't expect it to be so good, and I was secretly happy in my heart.

After a while, the old man and Liu Boyu, who were working in the fields, came back, and Xie led Liu Qingyan and Qingzhi to set the meal.

"Dad, mother, sister-in-law Qi came here today, asked how many piglets our family wants this year, and the daughter-in-law didn't dare to make decisions on her own, and asked my father and mother to show me, I will go back to sister-in-law Qi tomorrow." While setting the dishes and chopsticks, Xie told his in-laws about this afternoon.

Old Man Liu touched his beard and groaned, and said: "In previous years, our family only caught one head, but this year, let's catch two, one is ready to be used for Qing Yanzi's treat, and the other is reserved for the New Year and then killed."

"It's time to prepare, I also hatched two more litters of chicks today to raise them, so that I don't have to buy them anywhere and save some money." Mrs. Liu said with a smile.

"It's still an old woman, you will be in charge, and you want to go with me!" Old Man Liu praised.

"Dad, our family is not short of cotton clothes and quilts now, and there are still many old cotton left, so it is better not to plant cotton and sweet potatoes this year, this sweet potato and sweet potato vine are used to feed pigs and cattle, and they can also save a lot of food." Liu Boyu suggested.

"What the third said makes sense, when the fields are finished in the past two days, let's go buy some sweet potato seedlings to plant, and there should be sweet potato seedlings sold in our village." Old man Liu made the final decision.

Xie Shi is quickly filling food for everyone, "Then I will go back to sister-in-law Qi tomorrow, and our house will have two piglets this year." After finishing, he deliberately added a sentence and said: "Today's meals are all made by Yan'er, Daddy, you can taste it." ”

"Oh!" The old man looked at Liu Qingyan in surprise, took a pair of chopsticks and leeks and scrambled eggs and put them in his mouth.

Mrs. Liu smiled and said to the old man: "I have seen the cooking skills of Yan Yatou today, and it is even better than my old wife who has been cooking for decades. ”

"Grandmother, I'm good at burning the fire." Qingzhi was not happy, thinking that I also have a share in this cooking, why don't you praise me.

"Okay, Miss Zhi is also ingenious, and she will learn to cook with your sister Qingyan in the future." Mrs. Liu touched Zhizhi's hair and smiled lovingly.

"Okay." Qingzhi replied happily, she is happy to cook, and she can eat first when cooking.

After the old man tasted the scrambled eggs with leeks, he tasted some of each dish and said, "In the future, the work of the stove room should be handed over to Yan Yatou, and your mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can't compare." ”

"Then I'll have to think of something delicious." Liu Qingyan saw the opportunity to act and said what had been brewing in her heart for a long time.

After breakfast the next day, Xie cleaned up the housework and went out to inform his sister-in-law that he went, and when he came back, he brought a duckling, and in the morning he saw that Liu Qingyan had a good appetite, so he thought of adding a dish to let his daughter eat more.

Liu Qingyan practiced the words for half the morning and came out to help Xie cook lunch, choose vegetables, wash vegetables, and boil water to scald ducks.

When plucking duck feathers, Qingzhi jumped back from outside, so the two squatted together to pluck duck feathers, and the duck feathers flew all over the sky during the frolic.

Liu Qingyan invited herself to take the spoon, and when she chopped the duck, she remembered the eight treasures stuffed duck, salted duck, Peking duck and beer duck, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva, but she couldn't do it under the conditions here, so she could only think about it, so she had to go to the big kimchi jar in the corner of the stove room and take out a sour radish to make a sour radish plasma duck.

Heat the oil in the iron pot over a strong fire, boil until it is seven minutes hot, pour the chopped ginger, green onion, garlic and dried red pepper into the stir-fry to make the fragrance, and then add the duck meat and stir-fry.

The key to plasma duck is to slaughter the duck without leaving the blood vessels, let the duck blood flow into the bowl along the knife, and then stir with chopsticks to prevent it from coagulating, otherwise it will only be a plate of ordinary fried duck meat, not called plasma duck.

Stir-fry the duck meat until the soup is dry, pour in the uncondensed duck blood and stir-fry quickly, so that each piece of duck meat is sticky with duck blood, and finally add pepper and fry a few times out of the pot, drizzled with sesame oil.

This dish is out of the pot, the duck blood is brown and black, the black is red, but the meat is fresh and tender, salty and delicious, and it can be served with wine and rice.