Chapter 785: Firewood, Rice, Oil and Salt

"It's okay, just pour it into the bowl."

Liu Qianzhou came back with a washed dish, there were still useless tissues on his body, he took two sheets of dry water, Song Cheng poured a bowl, and Liu Qianzhou carefully put it aside.

"Why don't you put it in the bowl?" Liu Qianzhou asked.

Song Cheng looked at her: "Then?" ”

"It's good to cover it with a plate, and pour oil directly into the pot when you use it, so you don't have to put it in a bottle, what do you think?" Liu Qianzhou asked.

Song Cheng thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, then fill another bowl." ”

"There's a big bowl, a big bowl, I think that's enough."

Liu Qianzhou said and ran to take out the big bowl that resembled a bowl, washed the bowl, and poured the oil from the small bowl into the big bowl.

"Just fill this up." Liu Qianzhou said.

"Is it enough?" Song Cheng asked.

"Enough, of course enough, you're eating vegetables, not oil." Liu Qianzhou said.

The two talked about it, and then left what they needed, and let Hu Cuiping take the rest.

Liu Qianzhou stood in the rich kitchen and looked at Song Cheng: "Is it time to start cooking dinner?" ”

Song Cheng said: "What to eat?" ”

"Egg fried rice, isn't the menu already listed at noon?"

"Just an egg fried rice?" Song Cheng asked.

Liu Qianzhou asked him, "Can you fry a dish?" ”

"Cabbage and this bacon, I think, I should be able to get one out, this is ...... Lettuce? Song Cheng asked her.

"Yes, lettuce leaves, haven't you ever seen lettuce grow like lettuce with all leaves, right? This kind of lettuce is like this, there are not many stems in the middle, and it is this leaf that you eat, you see how tender this leaf is. Liu Qianzhou said with a smile.

Song Cheng said: "Come on, wash the vegetables." ”

Liu Qianzhou said: "Song Cheng, do we use the bucket that has washed our feet to fill the used water, or do we use the used water in the hurry bucket?" ”

Of course, the water that has washed the vegetables and hands cannot be poured directly, how tight is the water here?

And they don't have a pond or pool next to this house, so they can't mess with the water in normal times.

"Use a clean bucket." Song Cheng said: "You can also wash your hands." ”

"I'm afraid they'll have an opinion, after all, we've all used water. Or do you want to use a footwash bucket? Liu Qianzhou asked.

"Everything."

Song Cheng had already begun to break off the lettuce leaves and cut them into two pieces with two knives. Then put it in the basin, where Liu Qianzhou brought a bucket over, and then half-squatted beside him.

"You wash the vegetables, then I'll take care of the spoon?" Liu Qianzhou asked.

Song Cheng looked at her and nodded: "It's all right." ”

Liu Qianzhou got up, came back soon, had two more small stools in his hand, and put one behind him: "Please sit down, Boss Song, I have really wronged you in the past two days." ”

Song Cheng's eyes were full of smiles: "Each other, it's not that I'm talkative, why did you come here?" ”

"Well, that's right."

"Are you disappointed?" Song Cheng asked.

Liu Qianzhou thought about it seriously: "The humanistic feelings are touching, as for whether it is helpful to myself, I think every time I experience it, I will enrich my own experience." ”

What she wants to say is that in life, every day passes, she will be a little thicker and feel a little more. And her creations will also have an extra level.

Liu Qianzhou helped wash the vegetables, "Stir-fry a green vegetable?" ”

"Want to eat meat? The bacon is too idle and dry, so I'm going to cut it into pieces and put it in the egg fried rice. Stir-fry the greens separately? The vegetables here grow very well, and the original aroma of stir-frying them will not be masked. ”

Song Cheng's words fell, and Liu Qianzhou shrugged: "I'll follow you, do whatever you say." But you mean, you're in charge? Can you and can you cook? ”

"Try it, if it doesn't work, I'll change you again." Song Cheng Road.

"Well, that's fine. But after so many years of living with clothes and food to open my mouth, I may have retracted my cooking skills a little, and if it doesn't taste good, you can't blame me. Liu Qianzhou said.

Song Cheng raised his eyes slightly, he really expected her, it was better to come by himself.

Quickly washed the dishes and put them aside, Song Cheng began to deal with the bacon that was black and overly smoked by the smoke.

A whole piece of meat was placed in front of him, Song Cheng took the knife several times, and then put it down, he really didn't know what to do with this thing.

Liu Qianzhou walked around him, turned around for a while, and couldn't help asking, "What are you thinking, pray?" ”

Song Cheng turned around, "What?" ”

Liu Qianzhou smiled: "Why have you been standing still, I thought you were praying." ”

Song Cheng said: "This meat...... I don't know how I got it, how can I handle it well? ”

Liu Qianzhou stood beside him, looked at him and said, "Oh, I saw that aunt boiled hot water at noon and soaked it, and then washed it." ”

Song Cheng was silent, and then said in a low voice: "Otherwise, we won't eat this meat and give it back to others." Fresh meat is not nutritious when processed like this. ”

"You're not going to handle it, are you? I'll help you, anyway, we have rice, just scramble an egg fried rice and greens later. ”

Liu Qianzhou said and went to make a fire, she still remembered a little about this kind of open flame, ignited the crumbs and added dry firewood, it was easy.

Because Liu Qianzhou was too easy, Song Cheng didn't pay attention to this stubble.

"Fill the pot with water, it's going to be faster. By the way, the pot in the back should also be filled with water, so that there will be hot water. Liu Qianzhou said.

Song Cheng looked at the small pot behind the big iron pot, "What?" ”

"The fire in the stove will still be partially gone, and there will still be heat. I can't do it, just fill a pot of water, and then I can wash my feet with hot water or something, don't you say? If the water is boiling, you can still hold a little to drink. Liu Qianzhou said.

Song Cheng nodded, this is quite right, "Okay, listen to you." ”

The two helped each other, and the water quickly became hot.

Liu Qianzhou filled it with hot water, then ran the bacon in the basin, and scraped the thick smoke on the surface with a kitchen knife. It was washed several times before the water was poured.

The water that has been washed with bacon is black and cannot be poured into the bucket for reuse, so it is poured directly into the ditch behind.

Song Cheng looked at Liu Qianzhou, and suddenly had a feeling of living a down-to-earth life.

Are poor couples like this, worrying about three meals a day every day?

At the same time, we can be worried, and we can work together to be extremely happy and stable.

If you can, it's really good to find such a quiet and good environment to retire.

Liu Qianzhou had already washed the meat, put it on the cutting board, and turned it over, and the meat and vegetables could not be cut on the same side.

"How do you cut it? What kind of cut, I'll help you. Liu Qianzhou asked.

Song Cheng stood behind her and suddenly hugged her gently, "Baby, after we all retire in the future, how about finding a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to retire?" ”

Liu Qianzhou raised his eyes slightly, "Huh? ”

"Okay?" Song Cheng asked.

Liu Qianzhou nodded: "Okay, but the conditions can't be worse than here, and you still have to live in a more convenient place." ”

"Okay." Song Cheng said with a smile; "It's up to you."

Liu Qianzhou pushed him: "How to cut?" ”

Song Cheng raised his hand and pressed down the kitchen knife in her hand: "Put down the knife and speak well." ”

"Haha......" Liu Qianzhou put down the knife, and then stood aside: "I still don't know how to get it, you cut it yourself." ”

Song Cheng got started, cut off the fat part, cut it into diced meat, and cut the meat part into the same size, and cut it into about half a bowl.

Liu Qianzhou watched from the side and couldn't help but say, "Can't you not want this fat?" ”

"You can't waste anything, it's something that the villagers think of as treasures in their homes." Song Cheng Road.

Liu Qianzhou wanted to speak and stopped, thinking about it, he felt that he was really wasteful and picky, the things that were treasured at home were given to them, but they were not cherished, and they were not eaten, and they were thrown away, which was too much.

Song Cheng said: "Let's raise the fire again, you can fry it." ”

"Okay, I'll set the plate for you first, and I'll be ready to use it later." Liu Qianzhou said.

Song Cheng said: "Be careful not to stain your face." ”

Liu Qianzhou raised his eyes, "Why does making a fire stain your face?" Have you watched too many TV series? ”

There is often a scene in TV dramas, where a girl who can't make a fire doesn't succeed in making a fire, but her face is covered with ashes.

She not only wanted to ask, did the heroine deliberately wipe the ashes on her face?

Liu Qianzhou lit the fire, "I can't control the size of this fire, you have to master it yourself." When to oil and when to fry eggs......"

Before Liu Qianzhou finished speaking, Song Cheng directly ordered the fat diced meat that had just been cut, and with a snort, Liu Qianzhou subconsciously stood up.

"Why did you put this?"

"If you fry the fatty meat, it won't be greasy." Song Cheng Road.

"But this is bacon, bacon is no longer oil, you can't fry it with fat like fresh pork, you know?" Liu Qianzhou's words fell, and he said again: "There is no meat in the bacon, and it can't produce oil." ”

"You know?"

"Our family used to make bacon, although it is not like Huang Ying's house hanging on the stove, but it is almost the same with smoke, of course, the bacon that our family used to make was not so black. Golden yellow, it looks a little better. ”

Song Cheng said: "I know, but you see, there are still some, fry it first, let it shrink a little, and it won't be oily to eat." ”

Liu Qianzhou couldn't help laughing, "You're cute." ”

Song Cheng raised his eyes, not knowing what kind of metaphor she was, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Song Cheng added a little sesame oil and fried eggs.

Liu Qianzhou smelled the smell of the bursts of incense, happy and satisfied.

"Sure enough, it's a serious farmer's product, it's so fragrant, it's so fragrant." Liu Qianzhou said with a smile on his face: "It's an absolutely pure fragrance, by the way, Songcheng, there doesn't seem to be this kind of oil outside, isn't it?" This is rapeseed oil, right, a vegetable oil that is 100% pure and rich and does not mix any oil, and it shouldn't gain weight, right? ”

Song Cheng paused for a moment before saying, "Probably not, don't worry about this problem if it's not animal oil." ”

"Yun doesn't sell this oil, right?" Liu Qianzhou asked.

Song Cheng said: "You can buy it, but the ones in the supermarket, after all, need to be sold for a long time, so they are processed, so that they can be stored for a longer time." If you want this, buy some in town when I leave and send it back, okay? ”