The two of them carried five jars to a thatched hut.

The more Qin Min walked, the more surprised she became, and when she saw Liang Dawei stop next to her thatched house, her heart jumped even harder.

Fu Minglai actually lived next door to her.

Liang Dawei pushed open the door of the house and said with a big grin: "Boss, is your cabinet useful?" If it doesn't work, borrow it from us. ”

The people in the room were changing their clothes, with their tendons and flesh open, revealing the perfect inverted triangle shoulder-to-waist ratio and smooth mermaid line.

The sunlight outside the house shone on the strong muscles, and each piece seemed to shine.

Fu Minglai had just put on his pants and said lightly: "You have to wipe it first, the inside of the cabinet should be dusty." ”

As he was talking, he saw Qin Min behind Liang Dawei, paused, and put on the sackcloth with an indifferent expression.

Qin Min glanced at the figure that was far better than the protagonist in many films, then withdrew his gaze, waited for Liang Dawei to wipe the cabinet, and put the jar into the cabinet for him.

The two of them left the house and prepared to go back to the thatched hut to make bacon.

Liang Dawei walked beside her, saw Qin Min's ears red, and said puzzledly: "Little lady, are you very hot?" ”

Qin Min rubbed his ears that were a little hot, "Well, the weather has been getting hotter and hotter recently." ”

It's too hot.

It's so hot that your throat is dry.

When the two returned to the thatched hut, Sun Chengyi had already boiled the water, and five catties of pork strips were boiling in it.

Qin Min flipped over the baby's fist-thick pork strips in the water with an iron spoon, and a scene suddenly flashed in his mind, which seemed to be thicker than this pork strip......

Even if it's just a fleeting phant, it's terrifying.

The iron spoon slammed into the pot with a "clang".

Qin Min came back to his senses, took out the pork strips that had been cooked with white flowers, put them in the basin, and brought out the thatched shed.

Outside the shed, Sun Chengyi and Liang Dawei built two one-meter-high stone piles, with a few wooden sticks in between.

The two of them lit a fire between the piles of stones, burning the branches, and billowing smoke rose up.

Qin Min was about to put the pork on the wooden stick.

Liang Bo walked out of the hut, covered his mouth, and walked towards them angrily, "Who, who is playing with fire!" ”

"The smoke is blowing into my house, and it's going to kill me."

"Hurry up and put out the fire for me."

They were upwind, and Liang Bo's house was downwind, and as soon as the wind blew, the smoke blew towards Liang Bo's house.

From a distance, his large thatched hut looked like it was in the clouds.

Liang Dawei raised his face blackened by the smoke, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Liang, we are not playing with fire, we are making bacon." ”

It's okay not to explain, his explanation, Liang Bo's face is darker than theirs, and he scolds sternly: "Don't do it!" Don't get it! Stop! ”

Sun Chengyi and Liang Dawei were startled, and they didn't dare to add more branches to it.

Liang Bo said angrily: "Last time you made that bacon, I won't mention how disgusting it tasted, you still dare to make it!" ”

Liang Dawei's heart is dark, it's good not to mention it, so as not to be embarrassed in front of the little lady.

"The taste is indeed a little lacking, and it would be nice to improve it......

Liang Bo was even more angry, "Is that a little bit lacking!" Greasy, salty and smelly to death, I drank water for three days, the smell still lingers in my throat, and now I want to vomit when I think about it, I have lived most of my life, and I feel that eating is better than death. ”

Liang Dawei coughed lightly, "The taste does need to be adjusted, but the point is that we made it." ”

Sun Chengyi stabbed him with his elbow, he can shut up, he didn't see that Uncle Liang was about to be angry to death.

Liang Bo was furious, "You still think you're doing a good job, don't you?" I don't want to think about the last time I ate a bite of bacon, how many people vomited and diarrhea almost died, and how many nights I stayed up to take care of people. ”

Liang Dawei weakly insisted: "Uncle Liang, this time is different. ”

Liang Bo was so angry by their attitude of repeated defeats and battles that his head hurt, in the end he was young and fearless, thinking that if something was broken, he would have a stomach at most, and he didn't know that some people would pull it and it would be gone.

"What a difference! How different! This is something that eats into the mouth, if you don't get it right, it will eat the dead, if you don't know how to do it, don't mess around, do you have to kill someone, do you know to stop? ”

That's too much.

The two strong men were like blackened little quails, and they were speechless.

Liang Dawei glanced at Qin Min behind him.

The little lady has no self-confidence, always saying that she doesn't remember how to get it, and she will not be able to do it well, and she must be planning to back down when she is so blamed by Uncle Liang.

Qin Min was relatively petite, and he was tightly blocked by the two of them, so he had to take a few steps away and appear in front of Liang Bo's eyes.

She said softly: "Uncle Liang, don't be angry, we just want to save food, not to mess around, we didn't pay attention to the wind direction and smoked your house, I'm really sorry, let's put out the fire, you're right, we don't know how to make cured meat, we really shouldn't mess around-"

She really needs time to go through all the food books in the space and make sure that the pickling steps are clear, instead of messing around with the ducks on the shelves.

The steps that Liang Bo sent up were exactly what she wanted.

Liang Dawei and Sun Chengyi were suddenly anxious, the little lady really wanted to take the burden!

"Little lady, don't listen to what Uncle Liang said, Uncle Liang is talking about us, and it has nothing to do with you."

Liang Bo was stunned when he saw Qin Min appear, and when he heard their words and saw the pork in Qin Min's hand, he reacted and said in surprise: "You got this bacon from the little lady?" ”

Qin Min had to admit, "...... Yes. ”

Whoever wants to eat this bacon for food poisoning, she is the main person in charge.

Liang Bo was silent, and his face visibly eased.

"I see, I was reckless."

These little peasant ladies, who work in the stove all day long, how can they not know how to make cured meat.

Not to mention anything else, his wife made a good hand of marinated meat, which tasted salty and delicious, and the entrance was soft and fat but not greasy, and no one in the village praised it.

He still salivates when he thinks about it, and he still thinks about her cured meat.

Qin Min said softly: "Uncle Liang, don't say that, you're right, we really shouldn't spoil this food, Brother Liang, you put out this fire, don't smoke it, by the way, remember to go to your head, take the cured meat back, don't pickle it, just eat it directly." ”

She tried to make pickled products based on the practices in her fragmentary memories, and the process of seasoning relied on groping, which was really big.

If you eat people badly, it's better not to do it.

Liang Dawei was like a thunderbolt from the sky.

Not pickled?

He had heard that salted bacon was very delicious, but he had never tasted it, and he was looking forward to seeing the little lady marinating meat.

Liang Bo hurriedly explained: "Hey, don't mind, little lady, I only saw the two of them just now, and I thought they were making trouble again, so I said that, these stinky boys don't know anything, how can they be compared to you, if you want to make cured meat, don't be angry with me as an old man." ”