Chapter 123: Do you remember the taste of simmering pork liver over a firewood fire?

When Hengqiao came back, Liu Yumei called her to drink brown sugar ginger water, holding warm ginger tea, and Hengqiao's heart was also warm. Liu Yumei sometimes looks cold and cold, maybe she is just not good at expressing herself.

"Qiaomei, the chicken has been bought, it has been cleaned, I went to work in the field, you look at the house, you are not feeling well, don't go out today."

"Holo."

The workers called by Lu Yu were working in the yard, and Hengqiao made a few cups of hot tea and put them on the board outside to cool off.

After entering the house, she chopped the chicken into two parts, one was put in the well water to ice, and the other was chopped, and boiled the soup with rehmannia rehmannia, angelica, Sichuan Qiong, and fried white peony.

Brother Pan and Brother Zhao asked her in the house what she was cooking, and Hengqiao replied with a smile: "Sister opened a small stove today, don't be greedy." ”

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

The sisters cried out in disappointment in the house, and Heng Qiao said, "There is chicken offal soup at noon, don't make trouble." ”

Brother Pan replied with a smile: "We are having fun, my sister makes me nutrition every day, and I am tired of eating it." ”

"I don't have a greasy taste, I want to eat pork belly, braised pork, boiled fish, barbecue, simmered eggs, simmered pork liver, simmered potatoes, ......"

"You little gluttonous cat, be careful to eat into a little fat man!"

Hengqiao smiled, took out the fresh pork liver he just bought, washed it, threw it on the board, cut it in half, divided it into four small pieces, put a flower knife on it, smeared it with a little salt, soy sauce, rice wine, cumin, and marinated it with ginger and green onions.

She was thinking about how to make pork liver, and since Brother Zhao wanted to eat simmered, let's simmer a few pieces to satisfy everyone's hunger.

She tiptoed to look outside, Lu Yu was working in the yard, this foodie was afraid that he would come to eat it after smelling the fragrance for a while, so he thought about it and added another piece of pickling.

Lu Yu had something to eat, and Xia Ziying designated that she would follow, she exhaled, picked up the knife and cut another piece, and muttered in her heart: "If it weren't for the sake of you saving Brother Pan, I wouldn't have given you food!" ”

After tidying up the kitchen, she took a ball of yarn and headed out into the mountains. Heng Jianguo will not be able to compensate them for about a while and a half, so let him let this mountain out of it, so she can rectify and rectify, cultivate medicinal herbs in the wasteland, and raise chickens.

She took the woolen ball, tied the end of the thread to a cedar tree, walked around half of the mountain, roughly measured it, and when she walked back, she put the wool ball up again.

Liu Yumei shook her head and complained: "Isn't this ball of wool wasted by you?" ”

"I'll pay you a hundred cents in the future."

"That's a lot of bad checks."

"Sooner or later, I'll cash it out for you."

Hengqiao quarreled with her, walked over and picked up a few loads of water for her, and watered the little cabbage she had just planted.

Liu Yumei and Heng Qiao talked about Wang Liuhong's snatching of kudzu, laughing while talking, Heng Qiao was amused by her and praised her with a thumbs up: "Good job, good job, it's too much progress!" ”

"Hehe, the one in the future we have good conditions, the house is built, and the waist pole will be straighter." Liu Yumei's eyes were full of longing.

"There will be!" Hengqiao nodded.

The mother and daughter came back together, and the smell of chicken soup filled the entire courtyard. When Lu Yu saw her, he sniffed hard: "What are you doing delicious again?" ”

"It's none of your share." Hengqiao loves to ignore it.

"Huh-" Lu Yu learned to recruit his younger brother.

Heng Qiao ignored him, and after entering the house, he asked Liu Yumei to burn the firewood first and add some homemade black charcoal to the firewood.

Last time she went to Xuancheng, she bought a bundle of tin foil, took it out of the cabinet, cut it off, and bandaged the marinated pork liver.