052 Fried dumplings (ask for a commuter pass)

After the house was purified by Xu Erniang's magic, Xu Yue took out the brooms, dustpans, trash cans, and buckets in the laboratory, and the three brothers and sisters carried out a deep cleaning of the new home.

When I finished cleaning and put my luggage out again, it was already completely dark.

There was no oil lamp at home, so Xu Dalang lit a torch and inserted it outside the door frame, the slight cold wind blew the flames, and all kinds of black shadows in the house also danced.

If it weren't for the fact that her brothers and sisters were all at home, Xu Yue felt that she would not have the courage to stay alone in this eerie house like a haunted house.

Obviously, this flickering light and shadow is far less terrifying than the battlefield full of corpses, but people's fear is sometimes so strange.

Daddy hasn't come back yet, but the three of them are already hungry, and millet porridge is cooking on the small stove, and it's hard to move if Daddy doesn't come back.

Xu Yue remembered the small gas stove in the small kitchen of the research room, took it out, and put it in the open space in the middle of the room.

Suddenly, I remembered that I had put a frying pan under the kitchen counter, and the spirit entered the research room to find it, and there was really one.

Xu Yue also took out the half box of uneaten quick-frozen dumplings, and Xu Dalang and Xu Erniang approached curiously.

I saw Xu Yue's "click", and I don't know what mechanism was pressed, and the strange metal shelf "boomed" to ignite the blue flames, which made Xu Erniang hiss and took a breath of cold air.

"What kind of magic is this?" She looked at Xu Yue in surprise and asked.

Xu Yue put the pan on the gas stove, and said with a smile while brushing the oil into the pan: "This is not magic, it is a gas that can be burned." ”

Xu Erniang was even more shocked, is there such a magical gas?

The pot is hot, and the vegetable oil bubbles up in the pan, making a "zizi" sound.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Xu Yue put down the quick-frozen dumplings in the lunch box and turned them with a small wooden spatula, and the dumplings were gradually fried out of golden color.

Soon, a smell of oil mixed with the smell of meat wafted out, Xu Dalang looked at it, his throat moved, and he swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

"What is this?" Xu Erniang asked curiously while holding her hand reservedly.

Xu Yue turned her head and smiled at her: "Dumplings, the strong dough is wrapped with pork foam and cabbage, fried in oil until golden on both sides, it becomes a fried dumpling, take a bite, and your lips and teeth will be fragrant." ”

"Hiss......" Xu Yue said that she was greedy, and couldn't help but suck her saliva.

Xu Erniang remembered that her sister had a dream, and in the dream, she used her arm as a dumpling and bit her hand's saliva, and suddenly understood,

"It turns out that these are dumplings, no wonder you drool in your dreams."

"Okay? Can you eat it? Xu Erniang asked urgingly.

Xu Yue turned over the dumplings again, saw that it was almost over, used a small wooden spatula to put the fried dumplings into a plastic lunch box, turned off the fire, and took back the gas stove.

At this time, there was a noise in the courtyard, and the three brothers and sisters leaned over, it was Xu Da and Wang who came back.

Wang kicked open the door with his foot, and both hands were full, including mats and bedding, as well as some pots and pans and other daily necessities.

Xu Da followed behind, with a desk on his head, a few long planks in each hand, and a box full of new tools on his back.

When Xu Yue saw it, she hurriedly asked Xu Dalang to go over to help pick it up, put down the fried dumplings by herself, and followed her to the courtyard.

The Wang family moved the things to the Westinghouse, and Xu Erniang unloaded the things with her.

Xu Da and Xu Dalang went to the roofless main house, and Xu Yue followed behind the two and saw that there was nothing to help, so they went to look at the toolbox that Daddy had brought back.

There are axes, hammers, pliers, planers, ink fountains, cleats and other common tools used in woodworking.

Xu Da asked Xu Dalang to help him unload the wooden board and desk to the corner, turned his head and saw his daughter squatting next to the toolbox, and explained helplessly:

"Obviously, you can ask someone to help make ready-made, but your aunt has to buy tools and come back to make them herself, saying that she doesn't look down on other people's carpentry skills."

"Auntie, do you know how to make furniture?" Xu Yue turned her head in surprise and looked into the courtyard, where Xu Erniang was scooping water for Wang to wash his hands and face.

Wang smiled and mocked Xu Da first, "Your father thinks that he will float when he has more money in his pocket, and he doesn't know how outrageous the carpenter's asking price is." ”

"It's not common for you to draw that drawing, and it's understandable that people who make special ones will ask for a higher price." Not to be outdone, Xu Da replied.

Wang didn't bother to argue with him, the two of them had been arguing all the way without arguing and the result came to fruition, and said with a smile to his daughter who was squatting in front of the toolbox with an adoring face:

"Does the young lady have anything to want? As long as it's not too complicated, A-Niang will do it for you. ”

If you have the materials and tools, you can build a mech. It's just that there was no fuel in this backward ancient world, and you may not see it fly in this life.

Thinking of this, Wang was a little disappointed, but quickly cheered up again, and said to Xu Dalang and Xu Erniang: "You are the same, you can tell me what furniture you want." ”

They are all children, and they have to be treated equally, one has it, and the other two naturally can't be left behind.

Xu Da sneered: "Don't exhaust yourself to death, and start assigning Lao Tzu to work for you when it's over......"

Xu Yue looked at Daddy amusedly and retorted in a whisper, got up and said to Auntie:

"I haven't figured out what furniture to make for the time being, let's eat first, it won't taste good if it doesn't get cold."

Xu Dalang thought of the fragrant fried dumplings, and clenched his fists excitedly: "Eat!" ”

Wang and Xu Da smelled the unusual fragrance early on, and asked Xu Yue curiously what something delicious.

Xu Erniang replied: "Dumplings, fried dumplings fried in oil!" ”

The family walked into the west room, where millet porridge was warmed on the small stove, and a box of fried dumplings was placed on the wooden board next to the stove.

Just looking at the plastic lunch box, Xu Da knew that this was taken out of her mysterious space by Xu Yue again.

Thinking of the kung pao chicken I ate last time, I immediately had infinite expectations for the fried dumplings in this lunch box.

Xu Erniang brought the pottery bowl and wooden chopsticks newly bought by the Wang family, Xu Yue held a wooden spoon, and one person served a bowl of porridge.

There are ten fried dumplings, exactly two for one person.

A family of five gathered in front of a small stove to eat!

Xu Erniang couldn't wait to taste a bite of fried dumplings, but she didn't know how to use chopsticks, so she still stayed in the bowl after a long time, anxious and angry.

Seeing that Daddy and Auntie had already eaten the fried dumplings in their mouths, they showed a wonderful look and almost cried.

Xu Da deliberately wanted to chew the dumplings in his mouth and make a little noise, so he looked at Xu Erniang and smiled when he saw that Xu Erniang would not make the chopsticks clumsy.

It wasn't until Wang slapped the back of his head that he remembered that he was a loving old father.

"Come on, come on, Daddy will teach you, you see that chopsticks have to be used like this, not by holding, but by skill......" Xu Da gave Xu Erniang a serious demonstration.

Xu Erniang looked at him resentfully, and asked with a soul torture, "Daddy, can't you feed your daughter a bite first, and then learn slowly?" ”

When she learns how to use chopsticks, the fried dumplings will be cold!