"Is this your kettle?" Zhang Zhenan asked.

"Hmm." An Xiu'er nodded, as if she was afraid that he would not bring it, and she explained to him: "Don't worry, I washed it, you can bring it, in case you are thirsty, you can also have water to drink." ”

"Thank you." Zhang Zhenan twisted the rope hanging from the bamboo tube and walked out.

An Xiu'er followed him, and she stopped when she walked to the door, and watched him go out the door and walk away before she turned around and came back.

Zhang Zhenan glanced back and saw that there was no longer her outside the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, this feeling of being looked at was strange.

Walking back to his boat, Zhang Zhen'an loosened the anchor, then walked into the cabin, threw the fish basket, put the kettle given to him by An Xiu'er on the table, picked up the wine jug on the table and poured himself a glass of wine, tasted it to himself, and let the boat be blown around by the wind.

When the boat floated to the shore, he spilled the net, noted the location, and still lay on the boat casually, drinking his own wine.

He fished, and he didn't think about how much money he was going to make, as long as he had enough food and clothing, but he was just a person in the past, with little place to use money, and he always fished for three days and dried nets for two days.

And An Xiuer cleaned up the room at home.

Zhang Zhenan was at home alone before, and although the home was not sloppy, it was really clean.

She looked at the sky, thought about it, and decided to clean up the kitchen in the morning, thinking that when she took the dishes and chopsticks in the morning, she saw the rice grains on the side of the bowl, and she felt that these dishes and chopsticks, she needed to wash them again.

The kitchen was full of firewood, and there was still a little spark left in the stove from the morning fire, so she brought tongs to remove the ashes from the middle, put some flammable leaves in it, and put some dry twigs on top of it, and blew a few blowers in the middle, and soon the fire was lit.

On fire, An Xiuer washed the pot first and boiled half a pot of water.

After that, she found a wooden basin and took out all the bowls, chopsticks and spoons in the cupboard, there were not many chopsticks, An Xiuer prepared another wooden basin, scooped some hot water from the pot, and carefully wiped all the cupboards.

After wiping the cupboard, she wiped the table under the cabinet again, and many places on the table were covered with a thick layer of black stains.

She then washes the bowls again, and when they are clean, she organizes them in the cupboard by size.

Looking at the new cabinet, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

After resting for a while, she continued to wipe the stove, the stove didn't know how long it hadn't been washed, it was full of accumulated oil stains, and it was almost impossible to see its true colors.

First wiped it with grass and wood ash, and then wiped it a few times with a clean handkerchief, the stove finally became clean, and An Xiuer did less housework at home, and after doing it all morning today, I felt a little sore.

However, seeing that it was not early, she was afraid that Zhang Zhenan would come back without food, and she didn't dare to rest, so she hurriedly wiped a few jars of spices clean, and then prepared to cook.

opened the rice tank, and there was still more than half a tank of rice in the rice tank, which made An Xiuer hesitate, should she make porridge or rice?

If he makes porridge, can he eat enough? If he makes white rice, will he complain that he is wasting too much food?

An Xiu'er began to quickly calculate in her mind, it takes two days for her to embroider a handkerchief, if there is nothing to do during the day, and then boil it up at night, one day is enough, a pound of good japonica rice is five yuan, she embroiders a fast handkerchief, she can get ten yuan, you can buy two catties of rice, they should not eat two catties of rice a day, so after calculation, she decided to cook white rice and eat it.

The fire was rekindled, An Xiuer began to wash the rice and cook, the pot was boiling with an appropriate amount of water, and after the water boiled, she poured the rice down, and boiled it for a few more rounds, and the rice was almost there.

She put a bamboo bowl in the pot, put the pot with rice on the bamboo bowl, and planned to steam it for a while.

There was enough firewood in the stove to burn for a long time, and she began to think about what to cook.

Zhang Zhen'an put a big tank next to the kitchen, there were some fish in it, An Xiu'er walked over, fished out a fish, she put the cutting board outside and poured the fish on it, the fish seemed to know that it was going to die, and kept struggling on the cutting board.

"Don't blame the fish, don't blame the fish, have a good birth in the next life." An Xiu'er had words in her mouth, picked up a knife and slapped the head of the fish, and the fish was lifeless.

Although she does not cook often, she is also a good cooker, and she found a thread in the house, and she straightened the thread, scraped it on the fish's body, turned the fish over, and scraped it neatly, and washed it with water, and the scales were all removed by her.

Split the fish maw, take out some of the internal organs, remove a blue-black fish gall inside, and she was reluctant to throw away other things, but put it in another wooden basin, sprinkled some salt, kneaded it carefully for a while, removed the fishy smell, and put it in a bowl for later use.

After packing up the fish, she went to the front and back of the house to find some wild vegetables, although it was not green and yellow at the moment, but the wild vegetables were also fresh and tender, and it was just right to make a green vegetable.

After packing up all the ingredients and returning to the kitchen, the wood in the stove has just been burned, and when I open the pot, the aroma of the rice inside is bursting with fragrance.

An Xiu'er took a greedy breath, brought out the rice, found another iron basin, and brought out the porridge in the pot, and then brushed the pot clean and began to cook.

In the past, when he was at Anjia, the Liang family was always reluctant to use oil, every time he used a diced radish dipped in one or two oil stars to wipe into the pot, and it was not enough to even dip the pot, An Xiuer saw that there was a lot of oil in the oil tank in the kitchen, so she thought about making her own decisions, and poured two spoonfuls of oil into it.

The oil is put properly, the fire is prosperous, it is an ordinary wild vegetables, and she is also fried green and gratifying, and she is quite satisfied with her craftsmanship.

The next thing is to boil the fish, put enough oil, wait for the oil in the pot to sizzle, pour the fish in, fry it until golden on both sides, put in the chili pepper, ginger and garlic, and then put the cleaned up fish internal organs inside, pour in some water, she covered the pot, added another handful of firewood to the stove, and waited until the fire was extinguished, and the fish was ready.

The lid of the pot was opened, and the fragrance spread, and the whole yard was filled with the fragrance of fish, which made this simple courtyard a little more homely, Zhang Zhenan just entered the door, smelled the fragrance, and suddenly felt that he was a little hungry.

An Xiu'er took out the fish, sprinkled the chopped green onions, the fish was ready, she just brought it to the table outside, she saw Zhang Zhen'an walking here, and hurriedly greeted her, "You're back." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Zhenan nodded slightly, he was used to being alone every time he went home, and the feeling of being waiting for someone to go home was really not used to it.

"Hungry, huh? Today I cooked white rice, made fish, and stir-fried wild vegetables. ”

An Xiu'er told him all the food she cooked, and paid attention to his face quietly, she was afraid that he would reproach her for being lascivious and wasting food, but he didn't say a word, just walked to the backyard and poured the fish in the basket into the fish tank.

"Today's harvest is not bad." An Xiu'er saw that there were a few more fish in the fish tank, and she was also happy in her heart, and said, "Xianggong, you are really amazing." ”

"What do you call me?" Zhang Zhenan was slightly stunned when he heard her call him Xianggong.

"I call you Xianggong? Is there something wrong? An Xiu'er raised her head and looked at his face, seeing that his face didn't seem to be quite right, so she asked, "Then what should I call you?" ”

"Nothing, you can call it whatever you like." Zhang Zhenan laughed at himself, but unfortunately An Xiu'er went to serve the food and didn't notice it.

Zhang Zhenan took off the hat on his head, washed his hands with water, An Xiu'er had already helped him serve the rice, and when he walked to the hall, he took the chopsticks handed over by An Xiu'er, and he didn't twist it, he raised his hand and put a piece of fish meat into his mouth.

Well, this little woman's dishes are still good, compared to the meals he makes on weekdays, Zhang Zhenan feels that he is not at a loss, six taels of silver, buy someone to come back and cook, it's worth it.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" When he raised his eyes, he found that An Xiu'er had been looking at him all the time, and he felt a little strange.

Seeing that his small movements were discovered by him, An Xiu'er hurriedly lowered her head and said, "No, I just want to ask you, is this dish delicious?" ”

"It's delicious." Zhang Zhenan is not stingy with his praise.

An Xiu'er's face showed a relaxed look, "Then I'll rest assured, I'm afraid you won't like it." That's why she stared at him, but after watching it for a while, she didn't know whether he liked it or didn't like it, and now she finally relieved herself when she heard his praise.

"I'm not a picky eater." Meals are just something he uses to satisfy his stomach, but if it can be delicious, no one refuses.

"It's good not to be a picky eater." An Xiu'er nodded and said, "I'm not a picky eater." ”

Only then did Zhang Zhenan just look up at her, and didn't answer her words, he was not used to talking during meals, An Xiu'er saw that he was silent, but he didn't chatter anymore, just silently ate the rice in his bowl, and chewed a big bite, she only felt that she was making a moderate amount of hardness and softness, very delicious, even without vegetables, she could eat a big bowl.